[color=f49ac2][h3][center]The Shadow: Celisse "CJ" Spade[/center][/h3][/color]


No taller than a young girl, and no older in looks. CJ, a 19 year old girl to the inexperienced eye. She was no ordinary petite girl, she was a ghoul. On this night this ghoul needed to eat, no, not eat, feed. Most of the time it wasn’t about eating to survive she fed because she knew it was her idol’s wishes. The cattle needed to be slaughtered the girl thought to herself. This stuck with her always. This same thought reoccured to her as out from the shadows she dashed from shadow to shadow nails outstretched shaped like claws. She ripped the jugular of the throat of a simple human woman running away from a burning building. This would sustain her as a snack she’d hunt a human when the flesh was crispy a recently recurring delicacy for her.   

Oh did these buildings burn so bright. The streets of Tokyo were where it all was going to begin.the dream she had always fantasized of her and her leader hand in hand as the world burned in await of a world made for the new top of the food chain; Ghouls. 

Cj had followed Sage for only a year but she had made a name for herself. She always shadowed him from the darkness he did not need the protection but it made her feel necessary to always be the external outlook for him. This and an indomitable loyalty are why the leader of the Spades always kept his “shadow” as someone he could look to for a second opinion. He was her world, there was no one thing bigger than his use for her. 

As she caught up with object of affection she caught him relaying orders. She loved hearing him command [color=ed1c24]“Pay no mind to the rebels,” [/color]and  [color=ed1c24]“Stay alert for the police, if they still have the nerve to go up against us.”[/color] These words were gospel, Celisse was by no means a religious ghoul. Religion was for weak minded humans, but she knew this baptism of flame was going to be uprising of the ghoul lord and saviour. 

[color=8882be]"So I found this pretty strong ghoul all alone in a skyscraper, and was wondering if I'm aloud to hunt her?"[/color]

[color=f49ac2]“If a ghoul is foolish enough not to be with us they deserve to die.”[/color] Cj muttered to herself in her native tongue. She mulled over the thought of her: with us, against us mentality this may be the doing of RIley’s muts. [color=f49ac2]“Could be a trap”[/color] she said a little louder shrouded by cloak hiding in the darkness mere footsteps away from Spade and her fellow follower. 

[color=f49ac2]“Realistically we should find a place to set up headquarters, if we are able to get the message across to the cowardly masks, we may be able to build our numbers and encounter less ghoul resistance.”[/color] she moved to a mere step behind and to the right of Sage [color=f49ac2]“Sir,”[/color] she asked formally as she always did. [color=f49ac2]“If we want our coup to be taken seriously we should mobilize a few task forces, we should send one team to overthrow the local government and another to overtake a major media station.”[/color] She said all of this knowing the possible punishment that may come from speaking out to her commander. She also knew how successful revolutions were run by much weaker humans. She had studied ever since she met Sage. 

If he hit her for outburst she knew she’d deserve it. She just hoped she was echoing his thoughts and vocalizing them for her fellow comrades to digest. 

This was going to be their revolution… Together.... The Spades.