The Experiment Emerges

[Chinchuro]

~~ * Chinchuro * ~~

There was an almost terrifyingly deadly silence that washed over the city that morning as the sun began to rise and break away the darkness of the sky. Across the sleepy homes, people began to emerge into the dawn and stretch. Executives wandering off to the office early, a paperboy riding by to drop off the morning news, and even a few children who had most likely stayed out all night anyways wandered the sidewalks and spoke quietly. It was a normal morning if ever there was one, but with on difference. In the darkness of an alley, a lone figure sat clutching her sides in pain. She couldn’t breath, she couldn’t think straight, the world around her was a blur of sounds and colors that made her head throb and her mouth go dry. She trembled and shut her eyes tightly to try and ward off the newly risen sunlight that brought spots to her already blurred vision.
What was wrong with her?
Chinchuro didn’t understand it at all. Everything ached so suddenly that she couldn’t stand and nothing made sense. It hurt and she couldn’t do anything to stop it. Her ears folded down upon her head and her tail curled around her as if to warm the vicious chills. Then it hit her. The most excruciating pains she had ever felt filled her like a wild fire and she fell; heaving in labored breaths.
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The explosion was a horrifying glare of red rose over the building as it kicked up dust and caused all those unlucky enough to be caught in its wake to flew backward from the force. The edges of buildings close enough crumbled and the sky was suddenly a light with the unnatural glow that pulsed and then died away. From the turmoil, a shade of a strange and horrific build emerged; body a slur of red and white and eyes a glaring white. She couldn’t control herself. She couldn’t stop it. All Chinchuro wanted was for the pain in her head to go away. She slammed her fist into a wall and watched as it fell around her in another cloud of dust and rubble.

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[Kenshin Yuudai]

There was a figure that had almost silver hair and his movements seemed like he was laid back almost like lounging around every which way. Even though his movements were you could say relaxed he never wasted one single movement that he made. His eyes seemed piercing like two daggers that were stabbing you in the heart; cold eyes that seemed to draw you in like his pupils were an abyss of darkness that drew you in ever so closely. The outside of his eyes, his iris's seemed like pools of blood, violent red you could say. His eyes actually seemed to be glazed over with a dull expression on his face his eyes unblinking like he was constantly just staring at something; His eyes lifeless in feature almost seemed like they were screaming with a killing intent.

Something Exploded nearby him and a shock wave seemed to emit from the center of it as this one figure, this lone figure seemed to steadily approach whatever made this vibrant sound that seemed like destruction. This figure this dark figure seemed to be dragged toward the point at which this was happening. He all of the sudden disappeared from the scene and than appeared right next to Chinchuro in a dust of purple dust emerged from the spot where he seemed to come to. His flash step seemed void of any sound at all almost like it made no sound this sort of flash step this person would call 'blink'. It seemed appropriate to him because a blink wipes the vision away and seems to be absent of any noise whatsoever.

"My name is Kuro and i would really much like it if you just do not do this to these buildings, so please stop this nonsense at once." Kuro commanded even though he didn't have his sword with him or anywhere in sight he could just as easily summon it from the darkness that was surronding him at that very moment even his shadow he was able to manipulate and do with as he wished.

[Chinchuro]

___--[ Experimental Form ]--___
Chinchuro

There was a moment when she seemed to snap back to reality; silvery orbs slowly fading into a soft and gentle blue like the rolling tides of the sea. She looked at him in silence as if contemplating his every feature. Unmoving and almost calm, she could have easily faded back into her former self and ended this meaningless destruction. However, a voice told her other wise. A voice so quiet and smooth it was almost like the hushed whisper of the wind running through the recesses of her mind. Then the pain returned. That horrible, agonizing pain that that brought her gaze back to a white as hot as a ironsmith’s furnace. A resonating heat pulsed in a red aura around her as Chinchuro clutched her head in an attempt to hold back the pain.
“You…You’re doing this. Make it stop….”
Her voice was barely above a whisper, her mind playing tricks to convince her this complete stranger was the cause of this hurt. Taking one step back, she looked back at him with a stare full of hate and blood lust.
“Make it stop!”
As if responding to her rage filled demand, the energy around her caused yet another explosion; this time concentrated in the man’s direction. If he wouldn’t stop this he would die. That was the only explanation running through her mind. That was the only logic that this new and horrible form would let her believe. Anyone and everyone would perish if she couldn’t ease this sting and Chinchuro would make sure of it.

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