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Duskstar


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"Why, that's beautiful dear, thank you so much!"
"A beautiful song for a beautiful lady." The music began once more, a beautiful mix of piano and an extra sound, violin, played by a ten year-old boy with spiky black hair and emerald green eyes. The duet wandered gracefully through the melody, dancing and leaving a good echo wherever it trod.
"Beautiful Painter! You've got it just right!" A large, warm hand patted the young boy on the head when the song was over.
"Thanks Daddy! I'll keep practicing, I promise!" The little boy was earnest in his promise, lifting his violin once more. He danced out of the room, making up melodies as he went, his face glowing with pleasure.
"Such a sweet child. Why did he have to be born in such hard times?" The voice belonged to that of a mother, the young boy's mother.
"Such is life. Hopefully he does not lose his way. He will have many good friends, but many shall perish too." The father added, voice saddened.
"And thus, the melody of life goes on. Hopefully he may see peace, as we once did too." She turned back to the piano and placed her song again, lightly, as if she was afraid of breaking the petals of beauty the song wove around. The father put his arms around her as she played, swaying softly with her. The young boy, unbeknownst to his parents, had stood outside the piano room the whole time, listening with a confused expression on his face.
"Hard...times?" He asked himself...

Painter was dragged back into reality when he heard Kein's voice once more. "Coming..." he rasped, his voice suddenly rough and hoarse. It was incomparable to the sweetness of the young boy's voice. It had hardened with war, with battle, with loss. He turned and went down the steps, looking at the piano once more before turning away. I must remember this place. Maybe I can come back one day and play too.

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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."

"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."

"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."

"That was not comforting either!"

"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."

"Old man, are you trying to provoke me?"

-Stolen from a fanfic~-
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Watching the other step out of the abandoned building made another jolt of white-hot fire flash behind his eyes, and he winced, stumbled, and barely caught himself as pain overwhelmed his mind.
"Painter," He asked, "What the heck are those papers you're carrying?" A pause before he realized that those /papers/ were the ones that caused him pain.
"And your voice is off."

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"Ah...mu-" Painter puased as he saw Kein stumble. "Are you alright?" He tucked the music into an inner pocket in his coat, he would put it in his room later. Maybe see if he could find a violin. Or kill an agent with one. "What's wrong Kein? You seem to be in pain more and more often now."

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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."

"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."

"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."

"That was not comforting either!"

"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."

"Old man, are you trying to provoke me?"

-Stolen from a fanfic~-
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"I don't know," He shook his head as the sudden edge to the pain faded away, "I really don't know. Maybe it's a chain reaction to- to something."
The words were lost on his tongue.
"And I can't seem to remember what I was doing five minutes ago. What happened? Did I miss something?"
A blank drew up in his mind.

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Duskstar


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"Ah...you waited down here while I went to look for the source of the music. Um....Kein, you should remember this song...my mother used to play it all the time. Ah...does it hurt?" Painter was confused, but not so much as earlier, and his cat ears disappeared into the top of his head, making him look almost human once more - except for the tail of course. The melody floated through Painter's head, not wanting to leave, as if he would never forget it.

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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."

"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."

"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."

"That was not comforting either!"

"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."

"Old man, are you trying to provoke me?"

-Stolen from a fanfic~-
Darkflight


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A blank look encompassed his features, and Kein turned towards Painter with a slight frown.
"Music?" Kein winced, "I'm sorry. I don't remember a thing."
'Strange. I've had memory relapses, but not this strong.' He spoke to himself and, unknowingly, he communicated to Painter, too.
'What the heck is going on?'

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"You've had memory relapses before? Why haven't you told me? Is something wrong? Did you get hit when you were younger? What happened to you Kein?" The barrage of questions just poured out of his mouth, unbidden, unstopped.

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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."

"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."

"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."

"That was not comforting either!"

"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."

"Old man, are you trying to provoke me?"

-Stolen from a fanfic~-
Darkflight


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"I-I don't know!" A slight flash of fear flashed in his eyes- a split second.
"I don't know anything about my past, Painter." Kein wrapped around a sudden calm, "My memory starts here, at Organization Nighthawk. Before that- Nothing."
Realization-
'I don't know anything, Painter. Nothing.'

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"Y-you...you don't know...you don't remember...me? As....as a child...? We...were friends. Inseparable. The only time I was away was to play violin. I..." But Painter's memory stopped there too. He searched, but he couldn't find it. All he knew was that song had brought back one lost memory, and that memory of the violin had connected to him leaving Kein to play it. But...Kein...Kein....from the government? "Ah...you...the government...uh. What...I can't remember ei..." Painter was stopped, suddenly remembering one more tidbit. The death of his parents. They had tried to protect him, after going after the government for stealing their son's memory.

"You monsters! How could you take the memories of a child?!" His mother screamed, being restrained by two other agents, facing a third one.
"Let. Me. GO!" His father shouted, struggling in the arms of two more agents. Painter had watched from within a closet, eyes wide in fear.
"Quiet." The agent who the boy's mother had screamed at faced the boy's father. "Or I'll kill her now."
"Y-you...horrible people! Do you have no heart? No soul? Nothing to tell you that this is wrong?" Tears were now streaming down the woman's face, her beauty hidden in an expression of grief.
"M-mommy..." the little boy wept silently, hidden among the coats in the closet.
"I said. QUIET." The agent turned and shot the woman in the head. Her eyes widened as she fell limp against the agents restraining her. They dropped her as if she was trash. "Where is your son?" The agent asked.
"I won't tell you. Never!" The man kicked his boot heel twice against the floor and a blade popped out. Then the father swung his boot up and in an amazing show of flexibility, stabbed himself. The agents holding him also dropped him, in shock and distaste.
"How quaint. To kill oneself to save the information. Ah well. Burn the place down." The agent turned and left the house, and his subordinates began pouring oil over the house, soon to set the match. The boy cried quietly, unnoticed among the coats. When the men left and put the house to flames, he zoomed out of the closet, hugged both his parents, grabbed the things most dear to him, and ran to the back of the house, the place he was told to go if such a thing should happen. He kicked the door open on the floor and almost fell down the stairs with the weight of what he was carrying. His violin cracked, a string broke...

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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."

"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."

"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."

"That was not comforting either!"

"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."

"Old man, are you trying to provoke me?"

-Stolen from a fanfic~-
Darkflight


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They stared at each other, banks of memory filled with the onslaught of tides attempting to scale the rocky walls that had been created and placed.
And Kein could feel, that awful, nagging feeling, that they were both missing something as equally important as anything could ever be.
Kein turned away swiftly, another wave of pressure squeezing his mind. Pain.
"Painter. I can't remember anything."

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