A time of forgivness

-At times in a persons life, once must stop and think about the past and what it has turned them too. Be it a sane person or some one who has completely lost it in all traces of the sense. Weather or not their minds have wandered too the abyss and back again ever gaining the knowledge of the world and taught them selves too hate every moment of it. This is just how the human mind worked; every past experience leads too whom they will be as their life goes on; may it be a killer or even so much as a mother. These kinds of people are those who do not seek forgiveness for their past sins; these are the type of people who only think of them selves and become selfish in the way they live; They are what people where sent to get rid of.

-They are what he has become, a cold blooded killer only thinking of him self, with out wait he would act upon his own impulse and destroy even then most tranquil of things. Thats why he was perfect for his jobs; with no thought he would take the life of another because thats what the orders where; too seek and destroy. Even if they had no crime he at one point did not care; his life or theirs as Echo thought of it. But something had changed this day; a feeling had sprung too the laid back man. This place; he saw no need too kill. No reasons to destroy the tranquility of this new 'home' as he could consider such a place.

"Elders, please forgive me for the sins I have carried out at the wishes of my leaders."

-With the soft prayer, his gray orbs where hidden by the lids. Darkness...The mind of the young Rogue began too race; past times began to come clear and all the puzzle pieces became one big picture at last. He had become something he hated; moving the slender digits too rest upon the ground a soft breeze caught the locks of silver hair and began to wrap around him.

"I seek your forgiveness"

-With those words the soft breeze around his body became stronger; the darkness began to lift and light shed into the deep abyss of Echos mind a soft whisper began to run wild, laughing and calling the Rogue into it's arms My dear son, the sins of your past can never be forgotten by forgave this indeed we can do. We where told to turn our backs upon you; and never once did we regret not doing so; you how ever will never be a child of this home. You are no longer the small child at which you used too be; you have grown into something evil and the error of your ways can never be changed. Your powers have flourished too that at which we can not see but you have been forgave but you will never once return too that at which you where

-The hues of gray opened, a dark tone into them. He had received forgiveness but he would never be the same. Nodding slightly; a tear slid down the young Rogue's cheeks and he stood; dispersing the aura from his body; the rush of wind shot around him, sending ripples on the grass on the tranquil plane, lifting dirt and throwing it in all directions.

"If I will never return to whom I was; I will make my self what I am"

The past was a trifling thing in her opinion so Echo's behavior was perplexing as desolate optics observed the young male that had crouched upon the soil before a breeze caressed the field, causing the grass to whisper around the two individuals. She knew not what the wind spoke of; only the man before her could decipher the language of the element he had an affinity of as she witnessed the breeze gather strength as it encircled the crouched individual.

The perpetual impassive countenance was ensconced upon her, as usual, and did not contort once her partner would rise to his feet after he had received an answer from his Elders. It did not appear the answer had been congenial by the words that were ushered from his lips before the aura around his body dispersed the wind heedlessly. Silver tendrils fluttered about her cranium as she intently observed the spectacle laid before her, patiently waiting for her companion to do his deed so that they could move on.

"Are you finished?"

The voice was monotone as it commenced, arms tucked beneath her bosom as Blue regarded the young male and the situation with disinterest. Azure optics scanned the vicinity for lack of anything better to do before she shifted her weight. The inactivity of their week was starting to irk her. She was itching to taint her dainty hands in pools of scarlet but they could not slaughter aimlessly and recklessly. For once, she displayed a flicker of emotion but that would be ephemeral as a hand traversed beneath her shirt to glide slender digits across one of the many steel items hidden meticulously upon her form, as if deriving some sort of twisted solace from the reassurance that they were present.

"Ready to head to Bella?"

It was more a statement than a question as she shifted her weight once more upon her legs, placing a hand on her hip as eyes languidly settled upon Echo once more.

-Gray orbs fluttered for a moment until the silence was broken by words. Flowing though the air, they rang inside of Echo's mind only for a moment; he knew those words all too much and hated that voice just as much as he hated the mage. Blue; how did she find him? He was sure there was no trace he had been sent too this place but it seems that even the best mages always left loop holes...But why had she come here? Why did she come seeking too go to Bella? All these questions popped about but another time they would have too be asked when it was a better time.

"How did you find me Blue?"

-With his own soft words he turned on his heel to face the young woman before him, that soft smirk rising too his lips. She always seemed too bring the darker part of Echo too the surface; his true form was this not the laid back relaxed man he put on for most people. With her he could actually speak how he chose too. Pulling the cloak around his body so it would stop catching on the hilt of his blade, he stepped a bit closer, the long tendrils of his own silver hair waved. One more movement closer he cocked his head at her statement about going to Bella.

"Now, why might you want to stroll to Bella? Or perhaps your sick little mind had a plot too get us home and we can finish the job you must have failed at after I was sent here?"

-Indeed, he was pushing her buttons; they both knew he had failed at his job but he wasn't going to admit it too her. Stories roamed the old world about those two; heartless killers on both ends but too many times the two had differences and always ended up in an argument. Then they where split up; the leaders knew that after a while they would grow together and end up taking over. Now they seemed too both be here, again together. Echo didn't like it; clenching the hilt he smiled softly and winked at her.

Blue would regard the male solemnly as he responded with a question to her question. She would slant her head and send her eyes heavenward as she would witness a few aerial creatures glide past her field of vision while the male took the time to turn toward her after she had intruded upon his solitary and desecrated the silence he had grown to appreciate. It was her specialty, it seemed.

"How did I find you?"

She allowed the queston to float in the air, not directed at anyone in general and it appeared she was shifting through the possible answers she could deliver to him.

"It wasn't difficult once I managed to get ahold of the mage."

She stated calmly and would lower her eyes to allow them to situate themselves on the male who did not appear content at her presence. The feeling was mutual as she would watch intently as he approached her, her hand once more tracing the hilt of one of the daggers situated upon her lithe form.

"Because it is the closest town and you know I like to people watch."

Her definition of people watch would bring puzzling expressions upon ordinary people. Whenever she people watched, she appeared like a predator surveying her prey, absorbing any information that humans unwittingly revealed with every minute movement. She would vacillate between the horrific ministrations she would present upon them if they had been a selected target, conjured by a deep-seeded malicious carved into the center of her being. She was caught often during these episodes, reveling within her own twisted oblivion hidden behind dispassionate gems of sapphire which rarely revealed what actually transpired within the desecrated soul.

Perhaps if she was lucky, she would spot an individual which represented the Almighty. It was true that the two individuals had become notorious, though unidentified. Though she not only eliminated selected targets, but those that foolishly strolled and preached the lessons of the Almighty. What stupidity which they were trying to implement upon society but they had the honor to experience the most heinous of her castigations.

But then a brow would left at his concluding statement.

"We? T'ch, you know very well that it was your own folly that got you here."

She retorted and gave a dismissive wave of her hand.

"Now... if we wish to get 'home', the obvious place to start is Bella unless you have another better idea."

-The gray orbs flashed, his mouth opened a bit in a disgruntled smile. She took the mage out? Damn it; that was his job and now she made him look foolish that was typical of her. She was always for showing up people in the unit; Echo just happened to be her favorite target. The Leaders always would remark he would make a better assassin by following her lead. But that just wasn't something Echo could do. Letting his vision run over her body he saw her tense slightly; the muscles in her arms became more tone; it was no doubt she was holding one of her infamous daggers.

"You shouldn't be so tense Blue, it's not proper to attack a team mate."

-On the other hand, Echo had been planning the same thing; his body remained calm but he was already sending out notes too the affinity he controlled, at any given moment the aura that was brewing around them would burst into action and strike the woman down. Letting his fingers grip the hilt he with drew the Wind Song. It's gleaming blade caught the sun and sent rays of mixed colors onto the green grass and dirt.

"When you put yours down I'll put mine down."

-She would know he was telling the truth; but he was never going defenseless that she would know as well...People watching? What had this sick and twisted littler girl planned on doing in Bella, had she gotten a job? She wasn't going there to find a way home; she was too sick for that and she had other plans., could it be that she was sent here to kill him? No; she would have done that with out saying a word too him

"Ouch that hurts Blue."

-Grinning, the silver haired man stood ready in case of an action that would turn bad on her parts. Perhaps he could have a but of fun with her; or maybe she truly was just trying too get home? Na, that wasn't Blues style.

"People watching hmm? Need a fix huh?" Grinning the young man winked the gray orbs and let his little smirk play at his lips. Only a moments time would tell him what she was planning on doing.

Fiona would listen to his statement about it being improper to accost a team mate. Right, a team mate. She had never been described as a magnanimous individual to work with and she wouldn't be congenial now. Her degenerative sanity spoke of the ever spiraling danger that radiated from her. Even ordinary humans subconsciously avoided her when she was in their presence, as if some primal fear guided them in the opposite direction from her.

That same fear appeared to transit into competition when she was in the presence of Echo, though. She knew full well of his abilities over the wind element and recalled a few of their confrontations in the past. He had generously given her a couple of emblems upon her body to remember her quarrels with him, just as she had etched marks into his own flesh.

"I could say the same to you."

She stated as she looked upon him with contempt, slender digits coiled around the hilt of her dagger as she would watch him extract the Wind Song from its comfortable sheath.

"I am not the one who drew her weapon first. I say you are the one who owes me an apology for such an insult."

As much as she would enjoy to decapitate him, this was not the place and time as her hand would begrudgingly depart from the comfort of her dagger, recalling the commands of The Leaders. She had already terminated one of her partners because she had deemed their existence as insignificant and The Leaders had not been impressed by her actions. She was not to kill her allies. No one cared to mention that her alley was such an aggravating, pathetic excuse for a male.

"A fix? You can call it that. Now, if you're done smiling at your own pathetic excuse of a joke, let's head to Bella."

She stated, after coming to the conclusion that he was not worth the expenditure of energy that would derive from a confrontation.

-Each passing moment he knew what the out come would be. The sly remarks her voice would sound out; it all made him smile a bit deeper. This was his fun; he liked to test Blue in every way he could. But he still had the memories of her own powers; and he skills with those deadly daggers. Retracing the very event at which almost cost him his life he shook it away and spun the sword in his hand, just at the high spin he shot it at a downwards angle and it slid right back into the sheath. The anger fumed from the blade and spoke too Echo with in their link Let me take her life Now is not the time Wind Song, another day another time. The calm words shot back at his blade which it seemed to be calm and fall to rest once more.

"Heh, only you would think that."

-The calm relaxed voice shot at her; just as his body would pass. A soft flutter of his hands and the wind would disperse back into the stream it was once going. He smiled; he knew there wasn't going too be a fight. Blue wasn't dumb; she was quite smart on that part. Grinning at his own thoughts he stopped and looked over his shoulder.

"Well are you coming?"

-With the harsh tone, another smirk was played as slender digits wrapped around the gray hood and tugged it over his body. Though hidden in this motion his fingers traced a small scar on the back of his neck. It was one of their little battles and he knew all too well that it was never going to go away. It was a constant reminder about his past; one he would never forget. Returning too his path onto Bella only a smile would play at the young Knights lips.

Optics would follow the trail of Wind Song until it disappeared inside of its sheath, indicating Echo's intent to avoid pursuing a quarrel with her even if she had unintentionally provoked it when she had impulsively reached for her weapon of choice upon his approach. The impulse was derived from the career and the life-style. As much as her psionic abilities could aid her in victory, she prefered the more unconventional approach of a dagger. The blade always promised a gruesome and agonizing demise, a crimson-stained canvas decorated with flesh torn asunder. Psionics were just too... clean and precise, as she would describe it. She relished being sloppy in her castigations, but not negligent in the preparations as Echo had been with the Mage which resulted in him being teleported to the outskirts of Bella.

She would then watch as he walked passed her before she would turn to follow.

"You need to be more careful, Echo. "

She chided him, referring to his confrontation with the Mage.

"If you continue to be so careless, I will be assigned a new partner all too soon. It would be such a pity."

If it wasn't for her monotone voice, one may mistaken that her words were genuine but Echo had been in her company long enough to know that she was being sarcastic in her statement. She could care less if he fell off the face of the planet but it was a fact. Insufficient care could insure termination.