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Jerrod stood up against the other gate pillar, awiting to see what a Bhood member does with their day.

"The name is Jerrod... Jerrod Bacon... or Sparkler..." Jerrod smirked "I hate this panzi Sparkler nam... ijust couldn't think of anything else... except Firework...but that was nothing but a stupid thing"

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Aaron dreamt about his father, and how he favored Jerrod over him, he felt the pain, he felt the pride... he felt everything that Jerrod did, for that dream...he was Jerrod, he felt how his father made him feel proud of who he is, he felt how his fathers death took that pride and shredded it in front of him, he felt the pain of feeling alone, he felt alone... even though he smiled and talked ith his brother, talked to himself in this dream.

Aaron woke up in a cold sweat, Aarons face was wet from tears in which he cried in his sleep, the dream felt real, like Jerrod had lived that event before. Aaron looked out the window to see Jerrod standing with two people he didn't know. Aaron assumed they were the Bhood and Jerrod was accepted, but he could only wonder what had just happened to their family, or what was left of it.

Looking over at the bleeding boy she remembered him from earlier. Shifting into a tiger she hunched him up on her back and carried him inside down to where she remembered where the medical ward was. Ororo watched her carefully ,vaguely remembering the shifter as noko popped him up on a table and left the room leaving ororo to heal him up.

Forcing herself back to a conscious state, Skarlet's eyes slowly peeled open. Oh God... please do not tell me that I caused all that horror, fear, and disgust! Her senses were working in over drive, and she knew she was to blame. Pulling herself up off the ground, she ran towards the inevitable. Sure enough, she found a retirement home surrounded by a host of emergency vehicles and police tape. With absolute horror she looked on as she saw nurses, doctors, and janitors being excorted out of the building and into the back of squad vans. Then she saw it, the one thing she swore would never happen again. A body bag. Looking past that, she noticed that it wasn't the only one. She moved closer to hear a reporter say something about "over fifty elderly men and women were killed tonight in mass cult-like murder."
No. This can not be happening. I have worked too hard to see this again. A single tear wove its way down her face as Skarlet clenched her fist. She will pay for what she has made me do today! As long as I have air in my lungs, I will avenge the deaths of these people! With rage pulsating through her, Enmity whipped around and walked back into the forest. One thing was for certain, if she was going to kill Wanda, she would have to first learn how to control her own powers more effeciently.

OOC: Hey everyone! I'll be back tonight, just checking in for now.

I got a creative itch over the vacation, and so a few of you got pictures drawn of you, and I plan to do more (as it appears I actually CAN draw, despite the way I've neglected it in the past).

I drew a pic of Serpent, Noko, Regina, Pyro, and of course, myself :p I was going to draw Obsidian but I forgot what her little poko-men looked like, so I'll ask you later Trista. I've still got a four hour car ride ahead of me, and I probably wont start on that for a few hours, but I'll see you all tonight, in any case.

OOC: Well the sketch for Wanda has been drawn...

But it'll take me another day or two to finish.

Jamie lay on a bed in the medical ward, his powers entirely out of check, letting themselves retest their limits, and making the lights go off, and on over and over. To anyone who was not familiar with mutants it would seem like a power outage that was being fixed, but in one room.

Suddenly, it stopped, and the lights went back to normal, and Jamie regained counsciousness. He lay there, simply afraid, for all he really was was a fourteen year old boy, who had been thrust into a new world, with people who had more experience, more control, and were better prepared for what was going to happen.

This thought struck Jamie, and he almost cried, for what he was, or what he used to be, because although he was a fourteen year old boy, he was different than any other. He shouldn't even be this bitter, why shouldn't he let people follow their hope's, believe what they believe. Why can't he let people be. . . childish. The answer came to him slowly.

Because they, like me, have been thrust into this world, and there's no room for false hope, it could get him, or other's killed. Jamie was about to get up, when his thoughts faded away, along with his counsciousness.

OOC: Oh so stupid sweatdrop

ooc: oh yes, that would be bad... sweatdrop Especially the mood val's in lately...

The calm flooded over Reese as well, something he'd never felt before. Complete calm. He heaved an almost relieved sigh, and peered at Regina through the shadows. "Regina..." he started, then relized he didn't know what to say.