Her story had to be one of a kind, one that not even the craziest person in existence would ever believe nor tell, it was surreal even for those who still believed in legends and fairytales… and even more for herself. How? Someone would ask. She was dead, or rather she should have been. So then… why was she in a laboratory of some sorts?
The newest Champion meeting in honor of Iris' coronation may have a few more surprises and news than expected.
Upon meeting 2B, Anemone begins to remember Number 2 and her old companions, wondering just how much this new unit could be different or alike to her old friend. She believed she'd been the sole survivor of the mission at Mount Ka'ala for the longest time, that all she had left were memories, until someone proves her wrong.
Anemone recalls of a special moment spent with someone she'd known for a time that had been way too short. (Anemone/No. 21)
A sigh left Steven's mouth, again, he had sincerely lost count on how many he did ever since arriving, and even before that. If he had to admit, he hadn't been very willing to come all the way here, but Champion's duties were still duties, and he had to do his part, just like his colleagues.
In a world ruled by capitalist wars, where only humans and wolves exist and hunt one another, a group of renegades strives for survival, and a lone woman on the run seeking her similars that share her same secrets.
Run! They want you! She told herself. Run! They want you! And it is all your fault. Run! They want you! And they don't realize it. Run! They need you! Or they will die too. Run! They won't win! Not when you're so close. You're tired… so tired of running away…
He wasted no time and flied from that place still shaken from what happened just moments before. He made a side note to avoid Robin as much as he could from now on.
Saturn gasped a couple of times, while Mars curved her lips in a faint victory smile. He became red, clutching the colored paper in his hand, before growling and giving away. He slammed the door with force, Mars laugh was echoing in his ears, torturing him once more.
Cynthia saw the eyes of a woman, a woman who couldn't (didn't want to) get rid of this carnal trap. After all she wasn't so strong.