A broken oath~



Ante Mortem had not wasted time in idle banter, despite the disguise they have donned both Reri as well as Angel had a strong distaste for places like Ourosboros. That is exactly why the two had quickly disappeared into one of the lower levels to proceed with a meeting with the management, for most such audacity would have been met with a swift removal from the premises, but then Angel and Reri were not most. 

After half an hour or so, Angel and Reri finally appeared to walk out of the elevator, urgency in their steps as they approached the Asylums. 

"There is a little problem," Angel spoke announcing his presence in his usual non nonchalant manner, his gaze casually sifting through the crowd as if weary of some presence. "I went to see the management and well, I only found their bodies." As the Silver Reaper spoke the Chrono appeared to tug at his sleeve, the nudge of her chin gesturing towards a stir in the crowd. 

"Blood can never be spilled on the grounds of Ouros." The Lost Number quoted as his hands slowly balled into fists. "That rule has existed before this establishment was declared a 'Parle' and it has been broken and I have a feeling the host may hold us accountable." 

"Stop right there!" A shout rang through the crowd and in the next few seconds a dozen or so security personnel had quickly surrounded the small group of Asylums. "You have shed blood on neutral ground, you Mr Legna and your guests are Anathema!" As soon as the executioner spat out his declaration of war, all the security personnel unleashed a volley of flame, countless orbs of fire being hurled from the palms of their hands. 


[center]"I bring shape to the void." [/center]

Before the volley could reach the Asylums, the world suddenly appeared to go still and timeless and then it all shattered the very reality around them breaking like glass and fading away in a blinding glitter of diamond dust. 

"This is beyond a simple retrieval mission now," Rin's voice echoed in what appeared to be a formless white abyss. 

"Beyond simple? This is a haunting mess." Angel's voice echoed in reply along with a sound of his footsteps and with each step the formless white void around them slowly appeared to wax and wane. Walls appeared to manifest out of thin air along with furniture, a roof with a brilliant mural of Angels, a wooden floor, a kingly fireplace and finally countless bookshelves and candles. And just like that all the Asylums found themselves standing in this library. 

"Ah I see you have all managed to give shape to your psyches, excellent," Angel slowly clapped as he stared at the Asylums in front of him. His appearance in this world appeared to differ greatly, for one Angel did not wear spectacles and instead had an elaborately designed eye patch over his right eye. Another change was the lack of stubble and longer hair which reach roughly below his shoulders and far more meticulously groomed. Angel's clothing retained their usual flair, the only difference here was the inclusion of a sword belt buckle however without a sword. 

"Time is limited Angel, do not over tax yourself." Rin spoke in her usually monotone, her words being carried without a shred of emotion. "Rin is right Big Brother, you can't stay here long so hurry up!" Rena nodded as if agreeing with her alternate personality, her tone brimming with livity and cheer. And just like the stark difference in their personality, their appearance appeared to reflect the difference, being in a constant state of change. Transforming from a bland black frilled gown to an elaborately laced red one. Their eyes appeared different as well, she no longer appeared to have Heterochromia iridium in this world. Instead, both of Reri's eyes changed from red to green. 

"As my lovely partner has put it, I lack the stamina to exist in this world for long. The Banshees have already been here with me in the past, but for the rest of you I can try and explain. The mind is a vast expanse, you can think of it like a world. Now we have seven billion individuals, so that is seven billions worlds. Every mind is connected to some degree and this includes that off the deceased, the place we are is in that void which exists and doesn't exist, it is the in-between." The Reaper slowly locked gazes with each individual, and despite the fact that one of his eye lied behind an eye patch, his good eyes appeared to be concealed as well, made to look like a blackened eye socket. 

"Explanation is unnecessary, the point is we have been compromised," Rin's interruption gave her partner no time to further elaborate the Void. "We have been framed. The probability of another Bloodline interrupting our course of action is likely, third party intervention is at 15%. Suggested course of action would be to interrogate the Pallidinos." Suddenly Rin appeared to go silent, her cold calculative gaze going distant as if another variable had come into play. "Priority task is package, alteration to suggested course. Locate package and retreat, the meeting of crest cannot be delayed." 

"This will come back to haunt us, but with the management dead we have no way to prove our innocence. You all should know, once A.M.R.O investigates this mess....a Chrono will come for all of us." Despite the grave and almost fatal implication of his words, Angel tone retained its usual casual demeanor. "Cade I leave finding Anya to you, use whatever Alchemy you deem necessary. Everyone else, congratulations, we are the distraction."

With those words the same bizarre events appeared to repeat themselves, the stillness, followed by the shattering, followed by the reshaping until finally all the Asylums found themselves in the path of a hundred flaming orbs and roughly two dozen highly trained alchemists and the executioner who appeared to lead them all.

"Ah I forgot about them...."