Rekindled Memories[OPEN]

Satumi walked down the empty halls of Deadman Wonderland. It had been many years since the tragic earthquake that devestated Japan and many years since she had been locked away in this hellhole. She located her cell and entered. A brodcast was on of one of the Carnival Corpses; again. A small woman and a man. The man had some spiked boxing-glove type of Branch of Sin, and he charged her without heasitation after the announceer shouted GO! The woman side-stepped him and knocked him from his feet, where she revealed her blade-like Branch of Sin. She proceeded in hacking away at him, Satumi trying to drown out the horrified wails with her hands. Finally, it was over. Satumi turned it off and ran into her bedroom. She tore her pillows and threw things everywhere in anger. Why?! Why must it be this way! Why...why...why...

Mokuzo smiled at the sound of Carnival Corpse broadcast. He was truly satisfied, for long periods of time he had minor trouble with that guy though nothing he was worried about. Instead he waited for karma to kick in by itself, and there the young Mokuzo stood, a witness to the sound of horror that coughed out of his mouth. The funny thing was that he was ripped apart by a young girl. "Pathetic..." Mokuzo said as he began to walk outside of his cell and began to take a stroll along the hallway. The man was in his usual attire, a black shirt, black long pants and some shoes. Just before he got any farther he heard a few movements so he quickly stroked his short hair frontwards with his palm just to look good.

He kept on walking until he heard the sounds coming from a closed door. Weird noises so he got a little worried and decided to knock on the door to investigate. Knock, knock the knock on the door echoed trough the empty hallway as the just stood there for a response.

Satumi peered through her bangs and hands at the door. The knock echoed through her room. Shed slowly closed her bedroom door to hide the mess she had scattered everywhere and made her way ober. She looked up at the adult in her doorway; it must've been odd that he wwas looking at probally the smallest Deadman here. "H-hello..." she squeaked innocently. It had been a while since any visitor had came to see her; not since the incident in The Carnival Corpse. Satumi could remember it as clear as day.

Satumi stood on the other end of the arena, and a large, hefty MAN on the other. Why would they even do pathetic match-ups like this; the Director HAD to be out for her. The man coated his hands in a spikey-ball like Branch of Sin and charged her head on. Satumi, using her size and nimbility, managed to evade it. The man recoiled quickly and sent his fist in her chest. The thorns peirced her skin and inflamed it with pain. A pathetic cry escaped her mouth as she fell to the ground nearly 10 feet away. He persisted in beating her with punches and kicks as if she were a stupid little ragdoll. The crowd cheered and he paused to give them a heroic victory pose. Satumi felt the voice creep into her head once more.

"Don't cry, little one. Give me your pain. Give me your suffering..."

Satumi couldn't give in. She had seen the horrors her "other self" had done to countless people.

"Resistance is futile, little one. Sleeeeep...let me hold you... I can make it ALL go awaaaay..."

Satumi felt as if her body was being torn away from her. She slowly lost all will to move, and began drifting into unconsiousness...
Satumi awoke to a cheering crowd, and her body drenched to the bone in scarley, fresh blood. She stared horrified at her tainted fingers, and her eyes followed the large trail of blood. She felt herself gag as if she was going to puke at the sight. What lied there didn't even resemble the man. It was nothing more than a hunk of skinless muscles and organs, and practically a pool of blood. Her endless cry was drowned out by the cheers.

"Aaaaaaand another win! Let's give it up for Swallow!" The announcer said happily. Satumi could do nothing but rock and scream...and scream...and scream...

Satumi pushed the memory aside and yanked herself back into reality. "I-I am...Satumi..."

Mokuzo starred blankly as the door opened before him. He expected more than just a small girl but she was an interesting one. Vulture knew about this girl, alias Swallow. She is well known for her killer approach in battle. Vulture watched as she said hello to him, her head almost lowered completely as if shy. 'Could it be the same girl?' Vulture thought to himslf as he watched the girl doze off for a minute. Her face with no expression at all simply stood there. Not a single word, just silence.

Mokuzo quickly took a step inside the room. Hoping he learn more about this girl, her feelings, her true intentions ad why is she putting up this dumb act. "I was just passing by and heard some noises. So I decided to take a look, though wasn't really expecting to see the one and only Swallow." Vulture said as he reached for his back pocket taking out a lighter. Then reached his front pocket and took out a cigarette. Slowly he placed it on his mouth and lit it up taking a few pulls before letting the smoke out.

"My name is Mokuzo, but most recognize me around here as the Vulture. Is nice to meet you Satumi" Mokuzo said as he tried to remember the reason why he was given such a name. The Carnival Corpse was were everything happened, he didn't exactly remembered almost to nothing, but what he did remember and was because people kept reminding him was his win in the carnival where he was involved in the comsumption of his enemy, hence the name 'Vulture'

Satumi stepped aside as he entered the room. Her living room was decent for the most part. "Greetings Mr.Mokuzo... it's...it's nice to meet you to..." she scurried into the kitchen and poured two small cups of tea. She set one on the coffee table for Mokuzo. "There's supposed to be another Carnival Corpse tommorrow..."she" says I should g-"

Kill... the voice interrupted in her mind.

You were born to kill...you were made to kill... Don't you want to play in the Carnival?

"No...maybe...yes...yes I do..." Satumi said out loud. Satumi felt Swallow overpowering her head, weakly and then stronger. She felt herself go limp and drop to the dloor, her tea spilled everywhere. For nearly two minutes she lied there, and in a quick twitch-like motion, she rose, a large grin etched into her face. She let out a giggle and clapped her hands. "Oh how I've loooooonged for another chance to play! Why wait for the Carnival Corpse?! You'll play with me, right?! RIGHT, RIGHT, RIGHT, RIGHT, RIGHT?!" Swallow laughed hystarically. Swallow would save murder for the Carnival; right now, she simply wanted to see something broken. Her lifeless eyes glared into his, and pain was so obvious in them.

He walked closely to her, and even accepted some tea from her. This was clearly not the same girl he had watched not so long ago in the Carnival Corpse. She had changed, she was actually a person you can talk to. He slowly picked the tea from her hand slowly taking a small sip from it. Though his sipping section was interrupted with a few words of her own, though he did heard a few things he said. Something about 'she' told her to join the carnival, which caught his attention. "Who said you should join the carnival?" He said as his eyes grew wide open. For a minute, both remained in silence then she began to speak though Mokuzo remained puzzled by her words as she spoke. She had somehow dropped to the floor though Mokuzo didnt even paid no mind.

"I should go now, it's getting late. You should get some rest if you're scheduled to enter the carnival. I myself don't know if I will have to enter. Hhmmph...just another one that dies I guess, hopefully it wont be me." Vulture said as he began to walk to the door, slowly twisting the doorknob and opening the door completely. He would stop at the sound of the girl getting up, so he looked back over his shoulder. Something was different now, she had changed, one thing was clear though, she had gone insane all of a sudden. Her voice had also changed abit and for the second time Mokuzo have witnessed the one they call Swallow.

"I don't really see the reason behind this outburts short stuff, but you're getting into a lot of trouble now." The Vulture said as he chuckled, as a deathly grin formed across his face. Vulture quickly wasted no time and slided his hand onto his pocket taking out a small pocket blade. Rising his hand above his left side of the face and with a small motion of the hand he sliced a deep wound on top of his scar, causing blood to pour out from his face.

"You better be ready to regret what you have done after I'm done with you.'

Swallow clapped and danced in delight. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yesssss! Let's play and play aaaaaall daaaaay!" she laughed. She bit into her pointer finger, releasing her blood. A wire of hexagonal plates extended and she twirled it around her head. "I'll sink my talons into your heart. Hehehe!" She swept the wire, aiming for his throat. It cut with ease through the wall, and if it landed, through both skin and bone.

Vulture quickly began to make his move as soon as the little girl had bit into her allowing him a small advantage in timing. Blood quickly began to surround his body into a sphere. He could feel as the attack shook his every bone as the wall behind collapsed making a big hole in the rooms entrance. 'This girl is powerful.Its gonna be quite fun.' he thought to himself as he began to prepare his next attack as a giant spear made out of blood shot forward to his enemy aiming for her chest.

Swallow used her small size and agility to bend over backward, but the spear made a small cut on her chest. She giggled as blood was released from the cut as another wire extended. She shot the wire out toward his face, but when it got close she'd collapse more of the wall as a distraction while she let out her claws.

Vulture smiled as the attack had slightly brushed her chest, and just the slight blood would increase his blood lust even more. Stopping this girl would not be the case now, killing her was. Mokuzo quickly began to form his other technique as she also unleashed her own, this time catching him off guard as the blood wire broke through the wall. He did not got harmed in anyway whatsoever which.made him think what was going on. He paid no mind to it though as large bubbles of blood began to spread across the room, if anything the bubbles would explode causing major damage.

Swallow's claws were fully extended, and so were a variety of orbs of diffrent sizes around the room. They didnt directly attack her, so she knew they had more of a passive purpose; it was time to show off her speed and acrobatics. Swallow grabbed a handful of pencils on the coffee table and threw them with accuracy at three of the closest orbs to Vulture. She backflipped over the table and kicked it on it's side, and with her other foot, kicked it forward. She planned to follow behind the table as it flew in close to Vulture, and about halfway there, she'd spring out from the right and rake her claws down his leg.