``RED BLACK AND BLUE

[Kane Rafferty]

This was his favorite place to be and to hide. He didn't really care if Queen Camilla saw him here or not, It was his secret too. And yes he would have kept it a secret despite the treasure it held within. It was because of the garden's beauty. He loved how beautiful the garden was. How lovely the shimmering, jewel flowers were. How the gem leaves grew and didn't even need to be watered or anything like that. If anything, this was the place he would go to the most when he was upset or overwhelmed. The latter didn't happen very often, but when it did this was his hiding place. Kane was currently sitting on one of the benches within the secret Jewel garden and was watching the gems shimmer in the dull light that hung across the room.

He sighed softly at the tranquility of the place and allowed himself a small smile. Kane hardly ever smiled genuinely. It wasn't practical for him, and truly, unless the situation called for it with Cam, he didn't really find it necessary. He glanced around the place calmly taking in the sights when he noticed it. On the edge of one of the trees was something black that caught Kane's observing crimson eyes. Frowning softly, the young man stood and walked over to where the black stuff was oozing all over the bottom of the beautiful ruby tree. He leaned over, clearly upset by the ordeal. At first Kane didn't recognize the substance, but slowly it came to mind. He had seen this before. Only once before and he hadn't been paying too much attention, but he was sure that Lucifer had introduced it to him once. He couldn't remember anything that went along with it and he couldn't remember why he wasn't paying too much attention to him, but he did remember that Lucifer had become irritated at him.

The moment he recognized the black blood something inside went click and once again the word INSANITY flashed over his sight and he fell backward in shock… or he thought he did. When he sat back up he looked at his hands which were not only covered in the black blood it was also all over himself and over the tree. Especially around his face. He couldn't understand what had just happened. Suddenly his eye sight started flashing blue and he quickly stood, freaking out. Then he held his head and began to scream in pain and slight fear from whatever was going on. He closed his eyes tightly, as if the darkness could chase away the insanity. But it probably just made it worse.

Character: Kane Rafferty | Tag: Odette Nevermore

[Odette Nevermore]

The jewel garden there was not anything special that Odile particularly liked about this garden, it was just a bunch of expensive useless gems that the past royalty kept hidden from the world. She was looking for one individual that may or may not even be in this garden, he has been missing for quite sometime and Queen Camellia needed him for some who know what reason. She reached further and further into the garden, all the colors, all the shining, all the coldhearts things. The flowers grew without water or sunlight, if anything was fishy about them it would be this just did not make any sense at all.

Eventually she spotted the figure she was looking for, "Kane! queen cam needs you!" She stopped in midstep of approaching kane, she was close enough to where he could make a move or attack on her. "Kane, what is on you?" she spoke cautiously not trusting this man, he could pull anything at this moment and she would expect him to do so. She made mental notes of her daggers hidden within her clothing ready to counter anything he may foolishly pull. She approached closer noticing the wild look in his eye, "Kane, what happened?" she tried to be stern and strict, she really did not care but if it relates to the Queen dying it was not good for her own health.

She readied her hand to stealthy pull at the dagger, what she had no realized that Kane had powers beyond even her knowledge. That in reality he had control of the reality of his opponents, that she just might face the very thing she fears most. She stayed completely calm, she was the calmest and most logical off all the Odettes and she will stay this way to the last second.

[Kane Rafferty]

That voice… That voice… It was her. It was her. He felt the pain increase and he had no control over it. "Odette…" He wanted to say more, but he couldn't speak. He lifted his gaze to look at her with fearful eyes. But then he closed them and stumbled back, almost as if to take control of what had happened and to control the fear that had taken over his current condition. He shook his head to clear it and opened his eyes back up. And he laughed. The laugh wasn't calm like his normal chuckle when he needed it to be for his mask to work. No, this was a crazed laugh. One of a person without any mental control. One with complete control. He looked down at himself as he continued his muse and wondered. The black blood had made his day. Made this all possible. Held up his hand in front of a crazed smile and overly mad crimson eyes. On his hand was the black blood that had covered his entire body. More. More. He wanted more. He wanted it all.

Up until this point Kane hadn't even noticed Odette (or one of her three personalities) was still standing with him. He hadn't really cared, but his interest in the blood now shifted to her. A wide grin played on his lips when he saw her. The Queen's precious assassin. How her presence was often obnoxious and ruined every one of his plans. How she always was suspicious of him. Well, if she had been suspicious of Insanity then she would have been right all along, for Kane himself had no motive to go above his queen. He wanted to stay exactly where he was, at the same time, wanted just a little more. Insanity didn't care about "a little more." He wanted all of it, and Kane was the perfect tool to get it. Kane was close to the queen, He would be able to bring the queen and her pets to their knees. But now that his attention was on Odile he couldn't help but think about this plan deeper. The Queen's assassin, his puppet. Played against her own queen. Beautiful. His eyes traced the black blood on his delicate fingers and then moved to where Odette was standing.

"Odile… You were always right you know." His words were dripping with poison and sugar. Sweet like candy, but dangerous like a snake. He laughed as he, quick as an Arcanine lashed out with his blood filled fingers and moved to grab Odile, latching onto her clothes and pulling her close to his face. But by the time she had tried to do anything to protect herself her world would become black. She would be standing alone in a black void with nothing, nothing to have. Nothing to see. Nothing to be. She was alone, with whispers in her ears. None of them could be understood, but it was plain as the darkness around her… They wanted nothing to do with her.

Then within the darkness there was an insane laughter. Much like the one that Kane himself had performed, but this one was cold and Icy. This one had a purpose. It was to laugh at Odile, to make sure she knew this was her destiny. There was no where else she could go and the deity would only sit on his pedestal and watch as she squirmed under his finger tips. Then the sounds all disappeared. No laughter. No whispering. For a long while, there was absolutely nothing. Only the lonely Odile.

And suddenly pale fingers came and wrapped themselves around Odile from behind. The arms pulling her body close to another unseen one from behind. "Are you afraid Odile? Is there something I can comfort you with, you poor lonely child." The voice from behind was very soft, almost too kind and it sounded very much like Kane's voice. "What is it that you are afraid of Odile? Let me save you from that fear..."

Character: Kane Rafferty | Tag: Odette Nevermore

[Odette Nevermore]

Something wasn't right, something definitely was not right, Odile should be running and every inch of her body told her this. The way he moved and looked, the way he spoke, what was wrong with him? This was not what she expected Kane to ever act, ever. He was the sort to stay strong and cold, he was a replica of Cam's nature of something. What was happening? She watched as he seemingly wanted to grasp at her almost as if she was the last piece of hope he had for whatever that black stuff did to him. Then something seemed to have clicked, she did not know what but it made her heart thump faster readying itself to battle. Adrenaline rushed throughout her body in retaliate to the possible danger in front of her.

With a shake of the head Kane opened his eyes, she looked away a reaction learned from his red eyes turning her into odira in the past. She did not want to lose control of the body especially now. This... Whatever it was... Needed her full attention and knowledge, she needed her gymnastic fighting skills along with the will to kill. Odira's rage must not take over, not now, not now. Suddenly there was a laugh not a natural... noo.... One of a madman, one of a killer, one who craved that which should not be craved. She found herself taking a few steps back, she did not want to kill Kane.. She did not want to kill Kane.. She did not want to kill Kane. She could only find her body shaking, what was this shake? What was with this?

He was only a foolish madman... Only a foolish madman. The man suddenly stopped laughing and looked down at himself. He acted like this was some sort of new body a rebirth, what was going on... None of the swans had information on this. Absolutely none of them, Odile found herself filling with even more dread and panic before. What was Kane? What was he truly capable? What did he hide from them all, not even she understood this point in time. She found herself trying to fight this situation by gathering every bit of courage she had, the only way to keep the body was to stay strong... One slip and another person could take over, one that may be worst than odira and Odette... One who may be dumb, moronic, and foolish... Just don't lose control, don't lost control.

Then it seemed... He finally noticed... Not just partially, fully noticed her. She was not safe, not at all and she knew it with her very being. This man was a monster, he was not to be trusted. Almost as if reading her mind a wide grin seemed to spread on his lips proclaiming the inhumanity of the situation. The eyes studied the black goo on his fingers, then they gradually made their way to Odile, almost as if connecting them together. Odile could not help but feel like prey to a predator, why had she not yet run? Why was she hesitating to throw daggers? To kill this madman? Was it because deep down she knew that Cam loved Kane? With Kane dead so would be Odile?

Then the words of dripping poison and sugar spoke almost piercing her soul. He gave a laugh almost as if noticed her body twitch from the power of the words he spoke, almost as if he knew the power the held on her now. Almost as if something clicked she made a move to pull out her dagger to throw it, but by the time she even touched the dagger he was at her, latching on to her. It seemed forever, yet it was only a second darkness had taken over the area. What was this? How would she ever be able to describe this in a report to the Queen? Would the queen call her made? It felt almost the same darkness in the mines, the same darkness as a small child trapped in the darkness forever. She found almost as if she was trapped in that young body with no way to defend herself the very creation of Odile, the one who truly protected the true Odette.

The darkness it was everywhere.... Make it stop.. make it stop, she found her heart almost screaming out. She fought the tears as the whispers seemed to dance. She must stay strong and logic, she was the black swan she was invisible, she was the one who must always take over the body. She found her mind believing that nobody in the world will miss her, that she will always be locked away never to see light of again tortured by nothing but evil. Why? Why? Why? How does he know her true weakness? how did he guess? she always hid it... She even went out at night to make killings, how could this madman know that pure darkness, loneliness, this.. just ALL THIS... Was her true weakness... She found her mental barriers collapsing, she could not last long in this world, this was not the world she could live in. This was worst than the mines, worst than becoming Cam's personal slave, even possibly worst than the box.

A mad laughter rang making the defenseless girl flinch and seeming to cut what was left of her barriers in the mind, the only thing preventing her from crying was pure will of Odile. This laughter was different from the others it was not just celebration it was a goal. Odile did not understand how or why, but she understood that something was going to happen and it was not going to be good for any of the Odettes. She wanted to stay strong, she did not want to lose this battle, but then was the battle already lost? After the laugh was gone it seemed several moments that total silence griped both her soul and the area, she wanted the laugh to come back, it was at least something to hold her already broken soul together. The silence grew, she could not last any longer, she was losing it, she the strongest odette was losing it. No.. No.. this cannot be... She found the darkness eating what was left of the soul she held together, her tears at this point were all long gone, such a power she would never be able to understand.

Almost as if sensing her will to give up suddenly white pale fingers came from behind her wrapping themselves around her arms pulling her closely, it new how she felt, it was soft so soft. The last drop of sanity she felt seemed to head toward that soft caring voice, losing all sight of logic that this was still Kane, that this was one who should not be trust. She could not help but grasp the only sense of life in this darkness and hold it with every drip of her heart, mind, and body. Right then and there she probably would have done anything to be pulled from this dark dark lonely quiet world, anything. Was she even the same Odile as before? Was she even odette? Was this truly the true weakness of being all alone in silent darkness? To never see a drip of light, of happiness, of anything? Was this her biggest fear, that she now knew it was and it hurt more than anything, death was better than this. She would have answered but all may have came out was a scream or not even voice, how can one even find voice in this total darkness? In reality this is why Odile refused to gave up Odette's body for Odette's control, she felt this fear stronger than all the other Odette's together, was it because she was the strongest? Or was it that truly that she was the weakest out of them? Right then something seemed to click and she started to wail like a lost little child, she found her whole body ten times weaker than before. Such a pain in the shadow of the heart.

[Kane Rafferty]

Even from the start he could tell that he had caught her. She was his. He would of course need to win over the Red Swan and the White Swan, but it was the Black Swan more then all three that needed the most persuasion. The other two, and whatever came afterwards, would be easy. Odile was the logic and reason of the Beautiful broken Swan. He couldn't help but praise his catch to himself. She now belonged to him whether she realized it or not. She couldn't escape his grasp. Couldn't escape his world. There was no where for her to go. Only into his arms would she fall. He would be her comfort. He would be her life. He would be her master. He would be her everything. He watched her reaction to his crazy intentions. The moment he set his eyes on her he was watching. He never left her presence. Only seemed to. She was his prize. As her world went black he watched her from above, hidden within the deepest darkness. He watched her completely fall apart. The whispering breaking down her walls, and making her vulnerable. Seeing her in such terror and pain made him laugh. He laughed loudly without any care. There was no escaping his world. Even though he didn't know everything about her, he knew her fear. That was all he needed to know. All he needed to know was what made her fall apart.

Kane was a fool. He may think he is as smart as all that, and that Lucifer taught him more then he needed to know. Ah… Lucifer was the man he needed to thank for giving him such a perfect pet. Kane was an idiot to think that he could take Lucifer on at all. No… Insanity could. Insanity had the strength. Insanity had the knowledge that Kane did not. Insanity remembered everything Lucifer brought to him. From the lessons to the painful… Heart wrenching, eye opening, mind blowing, emotional, punishments that would be brought to him day after day after day. Insanity remembered it all. Insanity was the reason Kane couldn't remember. He wouldn't remember. Never again. Not anymore. He was in charge. He was the deity now. He had Kane's body under his complete control. Unlike this poor pitiful Odile who was only there by chance. Only when the body or mind allowed her to slip out and be a part of the world. No. Kane would have complete control. His laughing became louder, but then he stopped. He became silent. Everything else around him also became silent.

Odile was his. Odile would become his toy, his pet. And he would use her against the queen. If she wanted, Odile could become the queen just as easily. She could be his pet. She could be his show. Queen Camellia and Prince Justice would not know what hit them. Finally he sighed to himself and a crazy smiled appeared on his lips as he approached her from behind. He reached his arms around her in a comforting hug. His smooth calm voice being used to pull her from her fear. His smiled stayed as he felt her body shaking and shivering. It was hard for him not to laugh again. Not to take up that way. She would loose sight of what he was trying to accomplish. It would ruin his own plan. So he held her and waited for a response. There was none. And he knew he wouldn't get any from her. She was too afraid. She was completely vulnerable in his hands. He could squeeze her and he would crush her like a twig without her even realizing it. The feeling sent waves of pleasure through his mind. Her pain. Her lack of existence. And he was merely there to hold her as she realized what was happening.

Then the pin finally dropped and she screamed like a child afraid of the monster under their bed, but worse. She screamed like the child who saw their parents die before their eyes. No… Worse. She screamed like a child trapped in the darkest part of their heart, a mere shadow deep within the pitch black woods. She wasn't just afraid, she was terrified. He closed his eyes from behind her and enjoyed the moment before it had to pass. Her screams sending messages… Food… to his hungry mouth. But he didn't break character. He was still there, holding her as close to himself as possible to comfort her. Finally he whispered in her ear. "Its alright little one. Its ohkay to be afraid." His voice continuing in its gentle nature as he spoke. He slowly, gently turned her body around to face himself and she was faced with Kane. But his eyes were a kind sky blue and his hair was a snow white. This was Kane. This was Kane. He made it so that his face filled her vision, his face calm and gentle. "My sweet girl. You are safe with me. Safe. You don't have to be afraid any more."

It was too easy. Way too easy. It was insane how easy this was. And his mind laughed as he looked deep into the lonely girl's warm brown eyes. They were so full of fear. So broken. He loved it. Loved it too much. "I can get you out Odile. I can set you free if you want."

Character: Kane Rafferty | Tag: Odette Nevermore

[Odette Nevermore]

The wail seemed to disappear but she did not care, she never really cared, but the secret was she always cared a little too much. Odile loved her sisters, she loved life, she loved everything about living, she did not want it ever to go away. She was almost like a child clinging to every bit of sunshine and hope that there was in the world to fully enjoy her pitiful life. As he spoke she found herself drowning more and more into him, it broke all logical sense but it made complete sense. He was there to protect her, he would comfort her even most darkest of all fears, he truly understood her pain more than anyone else in the world.

He gently turned her around allowing her to see her savior's face, his white hair, his sky blue eyes. She felt her wail seemingly to gradually stop, her soul filled with warmth, her tears still fell but with less pain and agony. Her mind could not grasp what was happening, all it understood was that this was the one to turn to, that this was the one to be believed. If there was an swan connected to the true swan of the flock, it was this black swan with tears of loneliness and sadness in her eyes, the one who seemed to grasp what light there was in the darkness, the one persuaded even the most obvious lies.

She could no longer think straight to realize just how dangerous this whole situation was, then she really did not care to analyze it, it was just her protection and salvation. This was truly her sanity. As he gazed deeply into her eyes, speaking of freedom, all the little innocent minded girl could do was nod accepting the invitation of a lifetime.

[Kane Rafferty]

Today must be his birthday, he could't remember the last time he had celebrated it. Must have been awhile ago. Because he couldn't remember the last time he received a present or a gift. She was it. Set on a silver platter and served with Gravy. Thinking all of this the man smiled at his sweet little girl. The light around him almost seemed real despite there being no source. It wouldn't be noticed. It was all part of the effect. White haired, blue eyed Kane would be Odile's savior. She would never have to be afraid again. At least, the White haired Kane could be her delusion. He could slink into her mind whenever he wanted. She had opened up the door to him now. She had handed him the key to her empty city gates. 

Insanity took his right hand and placed it on the little girl's face, wiping away all of her tears. His fingers warm and soft brushed her face gently. His other hand was placed around her waist to give her comfort. It was all false of course. He was creating for her a sense of false reality and false security. When she wasn't in this place she would crave it. When she was in this place, she would fear it. But his light would keep her together long enough and well enough to be continually used by him. This was her weakness. And she would never escape him. She was too deeply involved already. Fallen too far into his darkness. 

The little lamb in the mouth of the lion. Kane moved his fingers away from her face and allowed them to move strands of carmel hair away from Odile's leaking eyes. His soft smile was inviting. It was an invite deeper into himself. An invite deeper into the darkness, but it was completely clothed in light. "Sweet Odile, to be free all you need to do is listen to my voice. I know the way. It won't be easy, and it will go deeper into the darkness. But I will always be with you. I will always walk with you. You will not have to be afraid anymore."

And then he began to move away from her. Not very far away and he didn't let go of her hand, and he moved quite slowly, but his eyes invaded her heart and pulled at her heart strings. His hand began to tag at hers, inviting her to follow a path with him as if they were just going to have a stroll around the block and back. His deep blue eyes never left hers. They were always watching her. They always will be watching her. She was his Odile after all. He wouldn't let her out of her sight and he would always be there when she needed help the most. "Come with me Odile."

Character: Kane Rafferty | Tag: Odette Nevermore

[Odette Nevermore]

Slowly a hand was raised to wipe the tears away, warm soft fingers of this hand, offered a comfort she had not felt since she could last recall. Odile had never felt this sort of warmth and protection before, the real Odette had, but she was not the real Odette no matter how close she seemed to get. With the other hand he wrapped his arm around her waist adding just that extra support one would need. She felt her heart beep like it never beeped before, was she even the herself anymore? That thought would never cross her mind again, it was practically wiped away with this strong sense of security and protection.

He had moved his fingers away, but that was not what completely held the trap, no it was the smile. Smiles are of danger, they draw you in and before you know it you are a lamb on a platter. His was soft, it practically drew her in as if eating her very soul right there. He spoke once more but the words were soft and kind like a cloud in the sky, made of water high above, water which was needed to truly live. Water that may as well flow in her veins never letting go, water that was a part of everything and was truly most dangerous of poisons. A poison that one could not live without, so addictive the body would fall apart organ by organ without it, but yet so gentle and kind.

He began to back away, she felt her heart feel panic at his leaving, what if he left her all alone again? She did not want her light to go out, no she needed her light. She found the panic bringing tears once more to her eyes, but then as he watched her closely it seemed those tears stopped. He still held her hand, he still held her gaze with his eyes as blue as the water one needs to live. He tugged at her trying to lead her somewhere, she did not know where, she did not care. As long as he does not leave her all alone in this world, as long as he is there. As his words spoke with her any resistance that may have influenced her steps, that of water or abnormal bright light before her, or that this whole situation is just not possible. Anything... Absolutely any question that this should not happen melted away as she toke that first step toward him following where he might lead, even if it was a a fish deep down undersea, with a hanging light to draw prey into their doom.

[Kane Rafferty]

He wasn't sure why, but he had woken up within the grass, laying beside Odette. He couldn't remember why. The last thing he remembered was seeing the black blood on the tree. Now it was all over him, which was a strange thought. Why would it be all over him? What had happened that he hadn't even known about. It had appeared as if he and Odette were having a black blood mud fight they way they were covered in the stuff. Keeping himself calm he had carried Odette over to one of the small streams and he cleaned her first while she… slept? Was passed out? He didn't know. But he cleaned her skin, leaving her clothes alone. He would allow her to finish cleaning herself when she woke up. He wasn't going to get himself caught up in stupid situations. He checked her to make sure she was not hurt externally or internally and then he set to work cleaning himself up.

When Odette opened her eyes, she would see a black haired Kane leaning in the stream cleaning his shirt. He sat there without his shirt on and his pants were mostly wet and clean from being washed previously. Within her fingers she held a pendant. One that the snake wouldn't know about. Perhaps it was the dove that had given it to her? Currently the snake wasn't paying any attention to the Swan. It was almost as if he was stuck in deep thought that he couldn't even notice the world around him. He was so confused and even a little bit frightened by what was going on. He paused in his rinsing of his shirt and watched the crystal water flow by. He felt sick. Felt like there was a whole world around him that was secret and underground. This was a completely new Kane. This Kane was a nervous one. His fingers were shaking from the lost memory that he knew he should have had. 

His mind automatically went back to his tapestry. His old tapestry. The one he had defiled with his fingers. The one that he had made dirty with ink. He didn't know what it meant except that he was going completely insane. Perhaps it was time to have another talk with Palkia, though he wasn't sure it would do him any good. He closed his eyes, sighed, and stood up. Kane had always been a tall, thin boy. Even when he was very young. It was terrifying actually sometimes how much he reminded himself of his former teacher. As he reached his full height he stumbled just a little bit and ended up sitting on the stream shore once again. He still hadn't noticed Odette was awake, but in truth. He didn't even want to look over there. 

"What is going on? What have I done?"

Character: Kane Rafferty | Tag: Odette Nevermore

[Odette Nevermore]

She was so numb from the whole experience, there was no telling on how she was out or even what had happened. She felt her thump with such intense loneliness, yet strong light, it had taken her a moment to remember everything. She felt as if her world had been shattered, she felt she needed to crawl back from where she had just left, that he would be there ready to warm her cold body. She moved her hand, there was something there, she opened her eyes slowly to see a jewel leaves and branch overhead, he eyes widen at sudden focus of where she was and what had happened. She raised from the branch and looked at the pendant flute, she knew he wanted her to keep it away from the snake, that it would call him when he felt the time was right.

The blood connection that the assassin had with the queen was much severed on her side, it was still there but only because the dove willed it so to prevent the queen's suspicions. The blood connection blocked their own little secret black blood connection, she of course did not know this, but the dove certainly would have. She felt her heart thumping the black blood seeming to spread never wanting to leave, a tear would have fell from the fate that just happened, but tears were long gone, she had a savior. She would never have to cry again, she will never be all alone in the dark again, he will be there forever. He was hers, no other swan had him, no other swan could ever had him like she did. She knew her dove as strongly as the black feathers reflect his light.

She raised herself ignoring the black goo on her black outfit, it mattered not, it was what connected her to him, it was the blessing. However all the same, it must be washed off, she should not be noticed or known. Speaking of washing off, there he was, the one not to be trusted, the one that will happily kill the queen and Odile. She never liked him he seemed too perfect, too obvious, just he was not right. She hated him to her very core, knowing the truth, seeing the dove, she now knew this was the lying Snake, the one that slithers. She wished to stab a dagger through him right now, just end it for his little lies. She even got up, slipped the pendant flute in one of her many secret hiding spots in her clothing. Slowly she slipped the dagger out of its sleeve, she toke a step toward him raising it, her face sharpening with madness, but before she could end it right there a memory of the dove's face shot through her. She dropped the dagger saddened by almost betraying her savior and light, the darkness was there, but so was her light. She will never kill the light, to kill the snake, she'll kill the dove... To kill the dove she'll be all alone, all alone. She felt her thumped louder than before, her whole body shivered not from the cold cave, not from the fact she was still a bit wet, but the fact she really had no will of her own anymore. That she truly was no longer full control, a scary though it could be, but she practically craved it, craved the darkness. The darkness had him, he was like her locked up in the mind, he was as real and alive as she was. Another personality, the true personality, she will reach for him like she never reached out before to anyone.

Again a thump, again a shiver, will it ever stop? Her whole body knew the answer was no, that she was trapped like an addict to a drug only a much strong drug. The toxic in her veins wanted more, she will always want more, always want to be there. She bent to pick up her blade slipped it into her pouch, her whole face looking normal as if nothing had happened. She strolled over to where the snake was watching his clothes, she will have to protect him, she will have to never let the snake know he lives. He was like her and wanted full control of the body, he was like her living in the shadows of the mind knowing everything, protect everything, the snake was like odette the fool who knew nothing who just focused on little things. She slipped out of her black clothes not caring if the raven saw her body, it would freak him out, but he was the snake, a pathetic untrustworthy snake. A little show of body only showed her strength, only showed her determination to bring him down, only to throw him off guard. She slipped the dirty clothes in the water ignoring any sort of reaction, she slipped her fingers in and out of the clothing trying to get the last drop. The Queen must not know about this, the Queen will never know about this. The swans must never know about this, they may already do.

"Do you know what happened?" She asked him suddenly pretending to be the oblivious girl, she needed to know how well the dove does his job. She needed to know what he knows, she must know for strategy advantages. If the dove loved games, she will happily play, he was her light and savior he could do no wrong. Even killing millions, it would make sense in the light, the world was lonely dark place, to kill was to save those from horrible loneliness and darkness. She will be his hand, her breath was his, her blood was his, her very will was all his. She will sleep him, think of him with each food or drink she had, each kill he will be there. His face was burned in her eyes, his soft touch forever felt on her skin, his warmth and poison was hers, his light will light her world forever.

[Kane Rafferty]

It was quiet for a long while before Odette showed up again. He almost sighed in relief at her still being alive and being ohkay. He glanced in her direction quickly, but then moved back to what he was doing with his shirt. He began to get a little annoyed with this black blood, it wouldn't get off his clothes as easily as he thought. Would he have to get rid of them? Either way, Queen Camellia could not find out about this meeting. It would definitely not end well. He didn't know how long either of them had been out, nor what had happened during that time. He had a very large suspicion that it had to do with his new alter ego. His body felt strangely different, stronger. There was a block in his memory. Odette was there also covered in the stuff. Thinking about this caused him to get really nervous. Being nervous caused him to make a mistake. In slight frustration he made a move with his fingers that was slightly more aggressive then he had meant it to be. He cut his finger on the gem stones in the bottom and cursed softly to himself. He lifted his finger to look at it, at the little red droplets of blood that came from his finger. It wasn't that bad and he put it in his mouth to stop it from bleeding, not even noticing the tiny color shifts within his own blood.

"Do you know what happened?" Her voice was tense. It was kind of funny really. He thought she was gonna get really angry and blame him for something he probably really did do. With his finger still in his mouth he glanced in Odette's direction and was immediately caught by her beauty. No, Odette wouldn't do something like this. It was probably Odile. His eyes lingered, but not for more then a moment. Just as fast as they drifted away from the scene and he could possibly feel all of the color drain from his face. Dear Palkia… Why was she doing this? She was doing it on purpose. There was no other explanation. And he couldn't figure out why. Upon his drained expression the only little color that could be see was a little pink that drifted across his cheeks and his nose.

"No, I'm not sure. I… I don't remember anything." His voice was flustered and uncomfortable with her being around. His shirt was off and that was different. She was a girl. Within this culture in the Diamond Kingdom he was sure that she shouldn't be doing that. Besides. Why did she as him that? It was like she could have been the one to possibly have started this "Black Blood Mud" fight… or whatever had happened. This wasn't good. This was getting worse and worse as it went. Somewhere deep inside his mind he heard a laugh. That laugh… It was so freaky. Kane suddenly knew what had happened… At least he had his suspicions. No normal conclusions yet. If this guy took over, then how was he supposed to help Cam at all? Maybe he should go talk to Palkia. Maybe he should…

He picked up his hurt hand, which was now sitting in the water, for he had dropped it when he had seen Odile. "Do you know what happened?" he asked keeping his eyes down on his still dirty shirt, coming to the conclusion that it didn't matter anymore and he could just get a new custom design to replace it.

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Within the mind of Kane, Insanity was laughing Maniacally. This was just too easy. Just too easy to comprehend. Too easy to do. He now had a connection with the beautiful Odile that would never break and he would definitely make sure of that. She would be so far gone within his darkness that she would never be able to find her way back. Any addiction her body would still have for the warm weed would be completely lost. He would completely drown it out.

Character: Kane Rafferty | Tag: Odette Nevermore

[Odette Nevermore]

Odile looked down at the clothes, no luck, this black good was certainly sticky. He seemed offset of the whole situation, what a pitiful snake, he did not even know his own downfall. Since she could not kill Kane, she will just stay far away from his possible, but as close as possible. The way he spoke it seemed he was just as confused as she was pretending to be. She shook her head as if not understanding anything, "No...No I don't. I don't remember a thing."

She noticed the red that seemed to have gathered in the small stream, he had cut his hand, she felt a sense of enjoyment at his pain of the cut. The dove would not feel it, he would not feel anything locked away in the mind, she knew that numbness such a great numbness. Why did she have to remember everything for the Odettes? Even the feeling of being separated from your trueselves. She moved the cloths a little more in the water they weren't getting any cleaner. She eventually gave up lifted them out of the water and began to slip them on even wet. "If the Queen ever asks, there is a new odd substance within the garden she should analyze. I will not report to her, if you do not, about this odd black substance. Just be sure to cover it up with a stone or whatever. I am leaving." with all that said she began to walk away as if she was the same cold Odile, just too bad her whole heart and being longed to go back. She eventually made it to her room, eventually changed, but that did not matter. What really mattered the whole time she just thought of him.

[Ginger]

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