Black and White [oblitum]

[Alora]

Alora sat in Mr. Decepo's office, awaiting for the councilor to arrive. Her eyes darted around, a worried expression on her face. She saw strange skulls and dead things in bottles around the room, and was unsure how this was meant to make one feel at ease.

Regardless, at least she was alone. But things can get you when you're alone. You need your big sister, your protector A voice, a thought, echoed in her mind. A distant thing, something that felt like it was planted there. It didn't fit with the rest of her thoughts.

She was starting to remember it all now, and it was so much worse, so much scarier than what she had originally believed. At least with her old memories, Kikime had come, she had been saved, everything became okay after that. But she didn't rescue you at all. She made it all happen, and didn't stop. It was the nurse that came.

What happened then? She wondered to herself, trying to remember. Don't you remember, Alora?... The nurse didn't know what happened. One moment she recognized Kikime and the next she didn't... Can you even trust her?

She clenched her fists against her leg, scratching at her skin. "I don't know anymore if there's anyone left..." She replied to the voice that questioned her. She felt tears build up remembering that she still wore the collar that Kikime got her, black lace around her neck. "Will you fight her and die or pretend and live?" She asked herself aloud, that voice in her head coming out verbally.

That's why she came here. She needed someone to talk to other than herself. I'm going crazy.

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[Cruor & Oblitum]

Oblitum had been out at lunch at the specific time Alora had arrived, and upon showing back up to the office one of secretaries informed his that some young girl, one that had suffered particularly large amounts of damage as of late, had decided to show up at his office, not a rare occurrence really, almost half of his "Patients" did have some form of injury that left their little minds all damaged.

By the time he got into the office though it seemed he may already be to late to even attempt to salvage the girl, he could see her shaking and scratching at her skin, not a good sign, but that didn't really matter to him. She was damaged, she was a powered human who needed to be fixed and he was no doubt the man who could make all of her problems disappear with a simple word and a mark.

After walking in Oblitum remained silent, closing the door in a way to not disturb the girl, before slowly walking to his desk after reach the table he moved to his computer and turned it on, deciding he'd like to see what background information the school had gathered on this one. Unfortunately it didn't have much to say in the way of help, it only said that her power was the transmutation of any non-living object into another object, and that she'd lately been the victim of some form of assault that left her with two broken arms.

It was after learning this that Oblitum decided to let his presence be known. " Hello Ms Darcie, My name is Mr Decepo." He then said with what looked to be a gentle caring smile gracing his features. " I'm assuming that since your here you feel the need to speak with someone about how you've been feeling as of late, or perhaps some issues you've had with other students. Whatever may be wrong though, let me start by telling you that nothing said in this room will be brought up outside of it, unless you specificly ask for my assistance with something that is bothering you, So feel free to say whatever you want, this place is the safest place on the campus to say what you feel, without someone listening that will judge you for what you think.", Oblitum then finished his tone being one of measured kindness and professionalism, This is how it would begin, she'd tell him her fears and He would get her to focus on them as time goes on, Making his deal seem to be the only way out.

[Alora]

Alora only knew the Oblitum Decepo had entered upon hearing the door close, not open. She looked up nervously at the white-haired man as he went to his desk. She wrapped her arms around herself nervously, shaking slightly like a small dog might. She glanced over to him with a matching puppy-like look.

He only wants to hurt you to. Remember what your One-san Kikime said, waiting his turn. She shuddered and grimaced at her other half. She was starting to really hate that voice.

His voice sounded soft and warm whenever he talked, but something about it was so professional, so rehearsed, like glossed metal. She didn't know what to make of him. I have no one else left She thought, her own thoughts for once.

"Well..." She began, her voice breaking at the word. "I... have this..." She wasn't sure what to say, but found what to fumble out of her mouth, "Friend... and these memories..."

She figured that would be a good start. "And they get so confused... I get so confused... because..."

She paused mid-speach in order to arrange her thoughts, but she hadn't been very good at that as of late.

"I don't know whether to believe the me that says she did it, or the me that said it was them... Those... " She didn't even want to address the ones who had done this to her... part of what was done to her.

"Part of me says it wasn't her but... I'm so..." She felt tears come to her eyes as she realized that this would be the first time that she said it aloud, and could easily be the last if Kikime found out about it.

"I'm so a-afraid! W-what if... What if she knows I remember?! What is she g-going to do to me?"

She felt her face go red and tears roll down her cheeks in fear, lifting her hands to cover her face as she cried loudly.

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[Cruor & Oblitum]

Oblitum listened to alora carefully taking in every detail slowly and matching them together to try to figure out exactly what she was trying to convey, not something she was doing very well, thanks to the obvious mental trauma she'd been forced to endure. After piecing together as much of it as he could Oblitum decided he'd give the girl what opinions he could. " If there are two sets of memories, then obviously someone has either tampered with your with your memories, a power i don't believe the school has on record, although the newest batch of children haven't had every power written down, perhaps even a new mutation or the like.Either that, or its just a response to a traumatic event." Oblitum kept listening when she mentioned her fear of what the other student may do to her. " You have powers do you not, Defend yourself with them, the school is lenient on fights given the volatile nature of the powered, and the general immaturity of the populace." Oblitum then stated with a tone like it was an obvious answer. Oblitum begin to wonder if the girl had perhaps gained a sort of split personality if so maybe he could segregate the two using a compact and gain another favor for him to use later.

[Alora]

Alora continued to cry, tears falling and moistening the scar on her face. She wasn't really thinking about whether or not the man could understand what she was trying to convey but it was more than what she had come here for to just express it somehow.

She glanced up finally with her watery eyes whenever he spoke of her memories having been tampered with. "Y-you really... think someone..." She shook her head, "Why?..." Because of what Kikime said. The darkness in people is greater than the light. The light is a mask. Everyone is really just like her.

She shuddered. He told her to use her powers to defend herself, She grimaced and scowled at the same time, "I couldn't, what if she drugs me again? !What if she makes it that I can't move! What if she makes it that I can't do anything... like... then..." She nearly shouted it out until the end where she started to falter, thinking about what happened all over again. Her scowl deepened. She didn't like what he was insinuating, that she didn't fight last time, that she was a coward, that she was weak.

"I Hate her. I want her to die." The voice said aloud. "She can do what she wants, but I will get justice in the end. She'll see..." She glanced up at Oblitum, "You'll see too.... You won't say that I didn't fight. You won't say that." Her gaze was suddenly dark and her tone was far more together, but there was a deep honesty to what she was saying, a deep truth. Anyone present could have felt the hatred seep out of her words and into the air. Darva wanted revenge, whereas Alora wanted safety.

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[Cruor & Oblitum]

Oblitum's somewhat bored look ended the moment the darker voice made itself known, an somewhat insane looking smirk flashed across his features, His teeth having become sharp like those of a shark as the grin intensified, " So there are two of you in there, And don't you just sound like so much fun!", Oblitum sounded slightly crazed now, amused but crazy.

" Well how about this then little girl, I'll make you a deal. For the cost of a favor I'll split the two of you, one body two minds, the little crying girl will lose all memory of the bad things that happen, and you'll get to keep them, so you can remember what your fighting for, But better then that, when bad things happen that little crybaby won't get to stay in control, you will that way whoever wrongs you will regret what they've done". Oblitum said his amused tone carrying throughout the whole statement. Oblitum moved his hand toward her, gesturing for a handshake, the agreement of a deal in this case. He cared very little for whatever price he took here, as it seemed this little creature would be causing allot of pain in the near future, something that would amuse him greatly.

[Alora]

Darva looked up at the man who suddenly took such a keen interest in what she had to say. Darva, just a distant memory of a friend pushed aside. An imaginary companion of Alora's mind that caused trouble and played games when she was so very young. A normal figment of imagination. Nothing unusual. But now, with what had happened fracturing Alora's psyche it seemed that she had invented her own voice to talk to, calling upon an old persona that she remembered in the back of her mind.

She darkly looked at the councilor who stood there with his hand offered to her. If she accepted the deal which was made, then the figment that she represented would be a fully formed persona, entirely separated from the poor darling that shared her body. It seemed that someone had to stand up for that Alora girl. At least a deep part of Alora thought so, and didn't believe her true self capable.

So it was 'Darva' that walked over to the man and said, "I want to know what I'll owe you, because you're a person you are disgusting and I know you're just like all the rest. I need to know what you want before I decide whether or not I can pay it." She said through her teeth. "No use arguing because I know you'll lie. Tell me what you want. No one offers anything for the benefit of their health." She said harshly, snarling up at him as the girl only stood at 4'11".

She paused for a moment before seeming to soften. "But..." She looked to his hand, "You'll make it... so I can't... remember? Kikime..." Her eyebrows furrowed in thought, strongly considering everything, "Kikime won't hurt me if I have nothing to tell, if I don't ever remember what she...'" She looked very sad for a moment. " What she did... "

Alora looked up at Oblitum, "Please..." He hand hovered before his, not yet making contact, "I... don't want her to kill me..."

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