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Gaian name: Moonie1
Character name: The Doctor
Gender: Male
Age: ~900+
Species: Time Lord
I come from...: Doctor Who
About me: An eccentric time traveling alien, known only as the Doctor. Being the tenth incarnation of himself, this Doctor is highly intelligent, intensely curious, excitable and manic. He also would rather solve problems with his wits rather than violence and he despise guns. He sometimes mask his inner emotions under a cheerful, energetic façade and he has a tendency to babble, mixing nonsense in with vital information. After the events with the Master, he has taken the other Time Lord, the only other one of his kind, prisoner with him on the TARDIS.
I'm here because...: Traveling along with the Master when the TARDIS seemed to malfunction, leaving the two stranded in the strange city of Duat without a way to leave.
Appearance: Allons-y!
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Gaian name: Radditsu
Character name: The Master
Gender: Male
Age: ~900 years old
Species: Time Lord
I come from...: Doctor Who
About me: The Master is basically the Doctor’s arch-nemesis, and after the Doctor had burned the Time Lords’ home world, Gallifrey, the two of them are the last Time Lords alive. The Master set up an elaborate scheme to destroy the population of Earth and conquer the universe with the paradox machine he set up in the TARDIS; but in the end, the Doctor managed to stop him. Now (instead of being shot) he’s taken along on the TARDIS as a prisoner by the Doctor.
I'm here because...: He was travelling involuntarily along with the Doctor when the TARDIS seemed to malfunction and suddenly they arrived in Duat with a bang; and now they find themselves unable to leave.
Appearance:I can't decide whether you should live or die...
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Gaian name: Radditsu
Character name: Sam Tyler
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Species: (involuntarily time-travelling) Human
I come from...: Life on Mars (original UK version)[Moonie Note: The good version]
About me: Sam was a DCI (Detective Chief Inspector) in Manchester 2006 when he was hit by a speeding car. Next he woke up in 1973, and finds himself to be Manchester CID’s (Crime investigating Department) new DI in a time that feels like a whole different, if backward, world for him. He tried to return ‘home’, to wake up out of the coma, but eventually he found that in 1973, he was more alive than ever and now he’s reluctantly happy to stay.
I'm here because...: When his DCI, Gene Hunt, was chasing after a robber’s car, with Sam sitting in the front passenger seat of the Cortina (clinging on for dear life as usual), there was suddenly a flash and suddenly the two found themselves in a whole different city altogether…
Appearance: Take a look at the lawman...
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Gaian name: Moonie1
Character name: Gene Hunt (The Guv, to his co-workers and respected team mates)
Gender: Male
Age:
Species: Human
I come from...: Life on Mars
About me: Detective Chief Inspect (Or DCI) in 1973 for the Greater Manchester's CID, he has had the great misfortune and blessing to have the very strange, but very resourceful Sam Tyler as his DI. He's pig-headed, rough, and wants things done his way when he wants them and relies heavily on gut instinct. He isn't the type of man to trifle with, as he wouldn't think twice about smashing your nose in before he strolls off, more than likely to his favorite pub for several drinks.
I'm here because...: Was chasing down some scum bastards with his DI, Sam Tyler, driving as fast as he could in order to collar the crooks, when he and Sam were blinded by a flash of light and they found themselves in a whole different city altogether...
Appearance:...beating up the wrong guy.

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Gaian name: Radditsu
Character name: Sam Winchester
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Species: Human with demon blood
I come from...: Supernatural
About me: When Sam was just a baby, a powerful demon only known to the humans as ‘the Yellow-eyed demon’ infected the baby with his demon blood, before murdering his mother. His father saved Sam and his older brother Dean out of the burning house, and it shook him up so much that he decided to get to the truth. John Winchester became a hunter, one of the best, and trained his sons from a very young age to fight evil monsters and to be capable of defending themselves. Sam got tired of this life and wanted normalcy, and went on to do pre-law studies in college. After his graduation, and just before going to university, he is visited again by his brother Dean. Together, they did another hunt, but when Sam returns to campus, he finds his girlfriend murdered in the same way as his mother had been. From then on, the two roamed the country, finding monsters to kill, innocent people to save. A lot of other bad things happened, and Sam discovered that he had demon blood in him, granting him powers. He had precognitive visions and in a moment of desperation, telekinesis. The plan was revealed that Sam was to lead the demons in a war that would plunge the whole world into hell. However, the ‘Yellow-Eyed Demon’ was killed, and it seemed like Sam’s powers disappeared with him.
Then Sam had been killed, and in a desperate move, Dean bargained his own soul to bring his little brother back to life. Eventually, Dean was dragged into hell, leaving Sam alone. It turned out Sam’s powers were dormant, not gone, as a demon called Ruby showed. She claimed to be his ally and helped Sam to further develop his powers, allowing him to exorcise demons with his mind alone. Then, months later, Dean was brought back to life by the angel Castiel, as both Winchesters are needed to stop a powerful demon named Lillith from breaking the 66 seals that will release Lucifer from his imprisonment. Dean was none too pleased about Sam’s demonic powers, and told him he had to stop using them. Sam agrees to some extent, and tries to stop using them.
I'm here because...: The Winchester brothers were out on a job, chasing a poltergeist in an abandoned factory, but suddenly something knocked them out. When they woke up, they were still in a similar place, but there was no sign of the ghost and when they went out on the street, the town seemed very different…
Appearance: Carry on my wayward son...
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Gaian name: Moonie1
Character name: Dean Winchester
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Species: Human
I come from...: Supernatural
About me: Dean’s happy family life was ruined when he was barely over two years old, when his father ran out of his baby brother’s room with said baby in his arms and told Dean to get Sammy outside. Later he learned his mother had died in the fire. His father didn’t remain unchanged, and soon enough they were out on strange road trips where their father would disappear for a while, leaving the boys in some motel room, and taught the both of them how to fight and use all sorts of weapons. Eventually, John Winchester told his oldest son the truth: his mother had been murdered by a demon. Monsters were real and they really could get you. Dean grew up very quickly, and followed closely in his father’s footsteps, as often taunted later on, ‘his good little soldier’. He believed his father’s word was the law and everything would be okay if he did everything his dad told him to do. Do the job and protect Sammy. His younger brother was very different, or rather, as stubborn as their father. Sam went on to college, trying for the normal life. This was disturbed however when John suddenly went missing, and Dean got Sam to help find him. Their initial search was a failure, and he returned his brother to campus, only to find the same demon that had killed their mother had killed Sam’s girlfriend. From then on, Sam stayed with him as they went on in their search for their father and continuing the job. Eventually they did find their father, who was obsessively tracking the demon, and found him at last. In the struggle that followed, Dean was mortally wounded. When he was about to die, John traded his soul to the demon to save his oldest son. However, before he died, he told Dean that if Sam ever gave in to his demon side, courtesy of the murdering demon, Dean would have to kill his brother.
Dean was very much taken aback by this news, and swore to himself he would never kill Sam, but save him instead. This is why he’s very adamant about Sam not doing anything freaky or using weird demon-y powers. But then Sam was killed as well, and now it was Dean who bartered his soul to bring his family back. A year after this bargain, Dean was dragged into hell. He spent four months there, but in hell, that is more like 40 years. But then, he was pulled out of hell by the angel Castiel, whom so far gave him orders about preventing the demon Lillith from breaking the 66 seals in order to free Lucifer. He found Sam, but told him he didn’t remember anything about hell. This was a lie however, and eventually he confessed he remembered every detail. He was horribly tortured, then his body was restored and the torture started all over again. Every day, he was visited by a demon named Alastair, who gave him the offer of stopping the torture if Dean would be the one dealing out torture to souls instead. Dean told him to stick it every day for 30 years, but then he couldn’t cope anymore. He got off the torture rack and became torturer instead. He told Sam that he even enjoyed it, but thinking back on it, he was very shaken up about it. He had been well on his way to becoming a demon himself…
I'm here because...: The Winchester brothers were out on a job, chasing a poltergeist in an abandoned factory, but suddenly something knocked them out. When they woke up, they were still in a similar place, but there was no sign of the ghost and when they went out on the street, the town seemed very different…
Appearance: There will be peace when you are done...
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Gaian name: Jeir
Character name: Jeir Velothril
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Species: Vampire
I come from...: Ankh-Morpork, The Discworld (Terry Pratchett)
About me: She began studying at the Assassins' Guild at a young age, thanks to the Guild recognising the value of female students some years before, and in her final year completed 'The Run' and became a fully-fledged assassin of the Guild. Other than the obvious, she was taught many things at the Guild (known as the best place to get an education on the Disc - provided you had enough money), such as history, geography, mathematics...and others. He main interest, though, was what the Guild was there for; inhuming others for a price.
When she was 18, she had gained a contract for a nobleman in Uberwald, and went to inhume him. Unfortunately, while she did manage to kill the man, he had been a vampire and had managed to pass on his vampirism on to the young assassin. Thankfully, the Guild accepted that, while she was a vampire, she could still perform her duties, and allowed her to continue on to graduation; just so long as she was with the Temperance League ('Black Ribboners') and did not indulge in drinking human blood. A year or so after this, she obtained 'The Luggage', a chest made out of Sapient Pearwood, which acts as a suitcase and bodyguard.
I'm here because...: While on another contract, she had climbed up onto the roof of the Unseen University's library to wait. It had a good view, and she could watch her target as he went home through the rain. Coincidentally, the storm was getting stronger, and as she waited, hail stones the size of golf balls crashed down around her and lightning struck. Least to say that she ended up going on a similar trip as Commander Vimes of the Watch had one night some time ago, and...disappeared from the Disc.
Appearance: She appears to be a few years younger than she is, and as she grows older in years, she will stay looking the same for a very long time indeed. She has long golden blonde hair that falls in waves down her back, pale skin, and blue-grey eyes that glow red when she is very hungry or angry. Due to all of her exercise and mainly-blood diet, she has a slim build, but still has a somewhat curvy figure. She is not too tall, about 5'4", and thanks to her vampirism, is both very fast and very strong.
She usually wears black silks while doing Guild work, but on her own time can be found in different shades of blue, in light green, and even in white. Due to her sensitivity to strong sunlight, she usually has to wear long sleeves and a wide-brimmed had, unless it's rather overcast as then it wouldn't affect her.
Wanna go for a bite?

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Gaian name: Jeir
Character name: Altaïr Ibn La-Ahad ("The Flying One, Son of None" wink
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Species: Human
I come from...: Masyaf, Syria (Assassin's Creed)
About me: Little is known about Altaïr's past. He became an assassin many years before he entered Duat, and lived and studied in the assassin-held town of Masyaf. He is disciplined, focused and bold, but also occasionally arrogant and over-confident. He carries a few weapons; a sword at his waist, a short sword on his back, a few throwing knives, and his favoured weapon, a hidden blade, which is a blade in his arm guard that can shoot out and be used to quickly kill a fallen enemy; because of the mechanics of this device, the ring finger on his left hand had been removed to allow for the blade to fit neatly in his fist.
I'm here because...: Altaïr had been sent to assassinate a leading figure in the city of Acre. On his way there, he suddenly rode into a thick fog. Leaving his horse behind, he strode into it, and came out in the eerie town of Duat.
Appearance: Peace...in all things.

There are forces in this world...

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“Well…Jack doesn’t seem to have to worry about them…perhaps a few live traps in there to catch them would discourage the rest from trying to bite you?...I know of a good recipe that irritates small mammal’s noses and keeps them away.” The Doctor said calmly as he looked around the small cell. “We really need to get you a decent cot though. And pillows, perhaps some fluffy blankets…I know how much you like rich items…I’ll talk to Jack and make sure he gives you those items.” He whispered before he sighed.

“And it’s because of her that billions of humans aren’t dead now and I’m not some big eyed creature. Would you say I looked more like a house-elf or perhaps an exceptionally adorable gnome?” The Doctor was rambling now, trying to ignore the last bit of the Master words. They stung, they tore at him and they made him sad. Glancing at the Master, everything about him except his eyes was cheery as he beamed at the other Time Lord.

“Course I didn’t notice the fob watch. I keep an eye out for them now though. Meet someone I thought was my next regeneration by the way, turned out to just be someone with loads of knowledge of me stuffed into his head and he just thought he was me.” The Doctor said as he took one of the jelly babies from the bag and popped it into his mouth. He coughed slightly thought as he glanced down. “No…I hate being one of the last…it’s lonely…” He mumbled before he glanced at the Master again, he touching his forehead to the glass.

“Master…please don’t be like this…I’m trying...I don’t want you dead. You didn’t want to come with me and I don’t want you slipping off into hiding to cause more trouble…” The Time Lord said softly before he pulled his head back. “I’m still looking you know. For a cure for the drums.” He said as he pulled his screwdriver out and opening the lock on the cell door, he opened it and stepped inside, quickly closing the door behind him.

“Here, these are for you.” The Doctor said with a smile as he held the candy out, but kept a tight hold on his screwdriver.

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John blinked only once at the kiss before he grinned. “Ooh, that was nice.” He commented cheekily as his hands moved down her sides before he frowned when she moved away. His frown dissolved into a grin though when he glanced down at Jack when Mara called to him and the other ex-time agent said that he was coming up.

“That’s because he is alone, my dear. From what I’ve seen, the bugger can’t die. So everyone around him will die eventually, leaving him alone in this lonely world…” John mumbled before he sniffed indigently. “Teaboy…Jack could do so much better then Teaboy…” He said loudly, scowling a little as if to suggest that he would be better for Jack.

When Jack entered the room, John’s slippery grin had returned as he sauntered up to the man and putting a hand on his shoulder, he stared at the immortal, or rather at his lips as he spoke. “Oh, she’s doing alright. She’s stubborn though and won’t lie still, Jack…” He said, speaking for Mara as he leaned closer to Jack. "How was your little chat with the excited man?...Time Lord...the Doctor right?"

Normally I would say that he's probably lost interest or hasn't had the time to type up a post...but....sort of have another situation...but I think that leaving his character off to the side, somewhere safe but out of the way so that he can come and pick up where he left his character would be ideal.

The Doctor’s face fell a little at the Master’s cold greeting, but he kept his composer. After all, what could he expect? He has left the Master in Jack’s care, to be imprisoned for his own good…for the good of the universe. He seemed to have had to do that a lot with the Master: lock him away for everyone’s well being…it didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt to watch his old friend, watch the Master’s mind churning behind those dark eyes, the hate and anger burning there.

The old Time Lord’s brows snapped down as the Master’s words that he had awake with rats… “You’ve really had to watch out for rats?!” he asked in frowned. He looked around the Master cell and found to be lack luster at best. “…you don’t even have a bed…” he muttered, he frowning a little more. “Not even a blanket…and...well...you did turn me into an old man, after all. I had to deal with lost of hearing, slight blindness, the aches, the pains of old joints...though you're right...at least I got a little tent with a blanket to cover up with....” He added before he shook his head and stepping closer to the glass, he reached up and touched his finger to the area the Master’s hand was at.

“I brought you something that might cheer you up for a little while…” he said softly as he fished the candy out of his pocket again and held it up. “…Can I give it to you? Martha's also bringing you some books down...you remember Martha Jones right? Of course you do, you've had her taking care of you no doubt...” he asked softly.

The Doctor had pouted a little when he heard that the Master was bored, but what could he expect from a man whose mind was just like his own. Being trapped in a human cell with little to do had to be maddening. It was for the renegade Time Lord’s own good though…

Blinking at Jack and then Martha when the Captain mentioned the Master though, he grinned widely and ducked as he swiped up one of the fallen books. “Oooh…European history of the seventeenth century…decent bunch of years over all…these for the Master? Oh, can I come with you? I was about to go see him anyway! Oh, cell blocks this way right?” The Doctor asked quickly as he pointed towards doorway he knew the cellblocks were located in.

“I think I’ll just pop down there for a moment, say hi, and then come back up and talk with Isabel. Can I have a key, oh, well; I have my screwdriver after all. Be right back!” The Time Lord said as he turned and sprinting towards the door and down to the cell blocks. Dashing up to the cage that held his kin and former friend, he skidded to a stop and beamed at the Time Lord behind the clear wall.

“Master!” He said before he coughed and composed himself, he closing his mind off to the other Time Lord as he folded his hands in front of him, his finger tapping lightly against the book. “…how have you been, Master?” he asked softly after a moment of looking the other man over, taking in the sight of him.

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“Oh, Teaboy…well, you have to worry about Jack quite a bit if that’s your worry…The Captains a bit of a slut…” John said as he walked over and leaned on the balustrade as well. “He bounces from partner to partner, even before they’re ready for him to leave…” he said softly. Glancing at the girl when she spoke again, he stared into those violet eyes before he grinned.

“Oh, you’re quite welcome, darling.” He said before he added cheekily. “You can make it up to me when that arm of yours gets better…speaking of which…Sit down, now.” He ordered.

The Time Lord blinked at the tone in Ianto’s voice when he said he was going to go check on Mara..Mara…that name sounded a little familiar…ah it was probably someone he met once upon a time. He did meet a lot of people after all. Anyway, back on Ianto’s tone: The Doctor was getting the distinct feeling of jealousy. Now why would the human be feeling that? Strange, but interesting none the less. He just hope it wouldn’t affect how the man acted around him…he would hate to be in bad standing with Jack’s team mate.

Turning his attention back on the Immortal, the Doctor grinned at his questions. “Nope, no Dalek, just got done dealing with some Cybermen so I do hope they’re not around, and no Slitheen that I know of. “ He said cheerfully, chuckling at Jack’s diary comment. But…uh oh…taking note of Jack’s soured expression, but keeping his goofy grin on his face, the Time Lord sighed mentally. Jack was still angry at the Master…with good reason of course, but….maybe it was a bad idea leaving the only other-

“Wait…did you just say….” The Doctor whispered as he jerked his head back in Isabel’s direction, gawking at her before he flinched slightly when she touched his face. He half expected her hand to pass through him, like she wasn’t real…but she was… “You’re…” He whispered, reaching his hand up to touch the back of her hand, still staring about to reach out mentally to her before he felt Jack’s hand on his shoulder and was led away.

A Time Lady…another Time Lord…oooh…He felt like he could break down in tears and happily hug the girl to him at that news. First the Master and now this girl…he had so many questions for her. Like how she managed to survive. He wondered what her name was, or what her chosen name was even. Isabel was certainly an Earth name she was going by…Grinning broadly, he turned his attention back on Jack as he shifted from foot to foot, giddy with joy now. Business first though.

“That’s wonderful to hear…but…hmm..yes, good call Captain, especially with your human team..who knows if the Master would try to take advantage of them and try to get them to let him go…he behaving himself though, not being to evil is he?” The Doctor jabbered quickly. “And Martha is here?! Brilliant!” He cried before he blinked and frowned a little at Jack’s suggestion.

“Yeah…I know he won’t be thrilled to see me…but I should still see him…I’m the only other…well…only other Time Lord that knows about him…he needs at least a little similar company. “ He said as he pulled from his pocket a bag of jelly babies. “I’ve even brought a token of peace for him…” He said with a soft smile before his grin returned and he stuffed the bag of candy back in his pocket.

“I think I’ll go see him before I go speak with Isa-Martha!!” The Doctor cried happily, he about to turn to go find the cell block the Master was being held in when he caught sight of Martha from the corner of his eyes. “Jack said you were here! How are you?!” He said as he bounced over and enveloped the woman in a friendly and warm hug. “How’s your husband? Been good? Yes? No? Still, it’s brilliant to see you! You’re looking marvelous by the way!” He said as he stepped back, his hands going to his pockets again.

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John raised an eyebrow before he grinned slowly. “A Time Lord?...I thought they were just a myth…” He said softly before he glanced at Mara. “He goes by ‘The Doctor’ then?…odd name…” He muttered with a soft laugh as he looked back down, watching Jack’s face. Ahh…there was something there behind his expression. Joy and deep adoration at seeing this ‘Time Lord’…

Interesting…”Do you know Jack’s relationship towards this man? They seem to know each other…” John commented before he stepped back, moving to Mara’s side. “You should sit by the way.” He said.

Mrs. Lovett clung to Benjamin’s arm as she took a step behind him, she eyeing the fog uneasily. There was something ominous about it…but before she could wonder anymore about the strangeness, Victor’s scream jarred her out of her thoughts as she looked up to see Jack walk into the hall and start jabbering away about stuff. ‘Special effects?’….

Well, the fog turning into one of the beautiful women that Dracula had trailing behind him certainly was special enough. Hugging the barber’s arm closer, Lovett’s lip curled back a little as she bared her teeth at the female vampire, though she did want to applaud the woman for taking the step in the right direction of killing the horrid little creature she had by the throat.

However, Hyde the vampire didn’t sound all that appealing, not in the slightest. “…fine, let ‘im go then. We don’t need the ‘orrid little creature with all those powers. Not with ‘ow ‘e is…” she whispered as she peeled herself away from Benjamin and stepping past Jack, she snapped the door shut. Hearing the screams though, she quickly stepped back with a terrified gasp and clutched at Benjamin’s arm again.

“What was that?” She whispered to Verona, her eyes wide. “What they all screaming in there, then?” Whatever was going on in the ballroom, she was very glad that she was out in the hall right now as it sounded like Dracula and his other bride were having a bit too much fun. That only left them with this bride…

“…Now…either let ‘im go, or do everyone a favor and kill ‘im…come on, Ben, let’s go…” Lovett whispered as she stared at Verona and Hyde before she took a step backwards down the hall, trying to drag the barber with her.

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Scorpio had heard the screams as well and pulling Alia closer, he stared wide-eyed down the hall, his breath quickening. What was going on down there? Had he gotten the young women, Alia, and himself out of there just in time? Looking at Lavina when she fell into his arms, he blinking as a blush spread across his cheeks, but he held onto her as they were pulled into the room.

“Something came past the window?...Well then, see! This room is perfectly safe if it just passed this room by!” Scorpio said as he glanced towards the window and swallowed, he squeezing Natalya’s hands. ‘Unless it planned on doubling back…and those screams, those awful screams…’ He thought before his mind, now that Alia was safe, turned to the only friend he had in the castle…well, one of two, three if you counted each personality of second. “Victor…”

Looking at Natalya, Lavina and the other two girls, Scorpio then glanced down at Alia, who stood rather abandoned off to the side as these strange women clung to her brother. He quickly pulled himself away from the girls and knelt in front of Alia, he taking her cheeks in his hands.

“…An axe?” Scorpio asked as he glanced back up at the young woman, blinking. Who carried around an axe with them? “No…but…” The werewolf quickly stood again and going to one of the more flimsy looking piece of furniture in the room, a chair, he picked it up and threw it against the wall. It gave a satisfying cracking sound and with two more throws, he managed to get several nice sized chucks from wood from the chair.

Picking one up, Scorpio held it before he pressed it into Natalya’s hand and collecting another one, he moved Alia to beside the bed. “Stay here, ready to duck out of sight.” He whispered, making her kneel before he quickly moved to the window and looked out of it.

“…no vampire shall get in here…I promise…” He whispered as he winced again at the screams, his thoughts once again turning to the young scientist he last saw in the hall and to the poor people that were causing the screams….He needed to get back down stairs and help out if he could…

Alia sat beside the bed, she shaking a little at the sounds of the screams. What was Scorpio still doing in here? He could stop vampires, she was sure of it…was he there for her? To protect the women? 'Just give them some stakes, some holy water, and we can protect ourselves just as well as you alone can!’ The child thought as she pulled one of the pillows off the bed and hugged it close.

Millions Knives

The Humanoid Plant sneered as he stared down at the city below him, he standing stock still on the very edge of the large plateau he found himself on. ‘Look at them…’ He thought. ‘How pathetic…’ They continued to survive and live and grow, the trash that had no business existing, and it very much annoyed him. And to top it all off, they were slowly and surely starting to make this world that should be his green with plant life. As if they could actually appreciate...they with their greedy and destructive lives…

It was Vash’s fault too that they continued to live. His brother just had to have an affection for the creatures, didn’t he…Ohh, if only Knive’s twin could have just let him go through with his plans…Then Vash and he and their ‘siblings’ could have had this planet all to themselves. That was hardly going to happen now though. Or at least, not for a while. No Gun-Ho Gang. No weapon, as Vash has seen to it that Knive’s gun was kept on his twin’s person at all times. He hadn’t even been able to touch the said gun in two years.

Not that he had been around to have that chance anyway. At the first instant that he had seen the chance for escape, he had taken it. At the time he hadn’t been sure how much more he could take of his brother’s sissy, disgusting ‘love and peace’ speeches and phrases as they spend ungodly amounts of time together…he did have to admit that it was somewhat nice to be near his twin again, like old times almost, as the loud and affectionate blond had nursed him back to walking health…that had been his mistake, actually, nursing him to health…

So here he was, weaponless, minion-less, still a little weak from healing the damage that Vash had caused him in their last fight, and still alive in a world full of disgusting humans…Oh, one day he would put his plans back into action, but for now he would stay low so that Vash would not find him again until it was too late. Knives turned and picking up a rabbit he had managed to trap for lunch, he headed back out into the green wilderness he had claimed for his temporary home for the moment, he heading towards some small caves where he could continue to plot and plan of ways to destroy all humans.