Cain (TAKEN)

[Forsaken]

Write at least 2 paragraphs on how Cain would act in a certain situation. Be sure to give lots of details on his thoughts and actions. Please do this in third person. If you capture the character well enough, you'll get the part.

[cain]

Someone sitted quietly like a doll ,alone on one of the rooms corner in a broken Musroom Tower.
That room was burned down and empty it has many proovs of fights, its walls were covered whit dust and broken statues of Dorothy.
That person which was Cain had blank look on his face,his eyes didint tell anything when he stared one of the statues of his dear mother,he pushed his theets together..

"Mother.." that boy said whit a cold longing voice which had a shameless tone in it.. "Im sorry.. I dissapointed you.." He put his hand on a fist sighed in a boring way and suddenly he jump up quickly from the corner and looked up.
"I couldnt kill... " he had long brake between his words "..Rion" Suddenly his voice was like another persons,it was full of hate,angry and jealousy on the part of the name -Rion He repeatet it again on his mind "Rion steiner.." He tasted that name on his mouth,and it tasted annyoing in the same time he just wanted to repeat that name,It made Cain feel alive.

Cain walked on the room whit his leather shoes pounding on the steel ground head full of disgusting toughts about his so called perfect brother that his mother had chosen for that important mission,that was almoust the one thing that Cain didint really understand; why mother was wanted to choose Rion? But he wanted to respect that decision that mother was made,even that he had to swallow his own pride.

Cold wind blowed outside,storm was deffinetly starting,it didint take much time when first lightining hit the ground.
almoust at the same second Cain´s face turned into bitchy.His mouth turned from serious into big nasty grin and he laughed on the moust sarcastic way possibly,
Some crazy power was once again fullfilled Cains black mechanical leather heart.
"Mother have reasons for everything" Cain said proudly and put his arms to his west, looked fast to his mother and turned his face away as fast as when he first looked at Dorothys broken statue face.
Cain started to speak cocky to the empty room voice filled whit joy and disgus
"YOU didint listen to mother,YOU tought you were better than our dear mother,But what you really are is just a doll filled whit fake memories" Cain thinked of how much better he was than Rion and that made him even egoistic..Then he suddenly stop walking and took a little brake from speaking ,his face turned into normal again when he started to think one thing..

how in hell did he lose to Rion in the first place.
-one mistake- Cain repeatet in his head
-you just had some "good" luck- Cain tought in his mind and floatet across the air to make he feel better,that deffinetly worked, Knowing that Mother had given to him such a great powers.
-Sadness...- Cain landed down his mind still knew whatever Cain would say his head would always knew that Cain would always be jealous and sad because of Rion.
Cain felt how his body wanted to short circuit from angry and that bitter sensation ,that was in a sadistic way very pleasent feeling.

Cain landed down and started to feel his face -we are the same galerians-
"This is.. like I would be touching Rions face,RIGHT?"
He said sadistic and laughed. Cain pushed his fingers against his own face his fingers nails made him skin to bleed but he continued laughing because the idea of hurting Rion when he was touching his own face felt awesome and satisfying.
-Rion...Rion...Rion...Rion...- he repeatet and throw away his hands from his face. This is starting to get boring,he tought,How cold his eyes were.

"I WOULD NEVER TALK BACK TO MY MOTHER!" Cain screamed.
small lightnings sparkled across that empty space,Soon outof nowhere Cain exploeded a huge electric wall which fulled the whole room,Cain still continued laughing like a pscyho child and holded his head whit his hands and raised head
"I will be waiting for the next time I see you again... BROTHER"
He stopt laughing and said deadly calm whit no smile on his face, before he dissapeared
"...that will be fun"

[Cain]

Cain stood alone in the Family Program room high in the Mushroom Tower, awaiting Rion and Lilia's arrival anxiously. The dim light from the cloning pods flawlessly reflected against the hard maroon floor. Almost like a mirror. His expression was cold, with anger hidden behind his emerald irises. He would never understand Dorothy‘s strategies, or why she would pick Rion, when he was obviously more qualified. But he had no other choice than to abide by her orders. Cain was growing tired of waiting, he wanted to be face to face with Rion now. For years he has waited patiently for this, he would refuse to wait any longer. The round teleport pod with spiky carved edges around the top was the only way to the bottom floor. Cain took a step forward, gazing down to his only escape. He hesitated in his tracks, a terrible chill slithered down his spine. A vivid memory flashed into his mind, to every time he disobeyed mother. The terrible things his precious mother would put him through. The torture, the anguish he felt. Almost like he was feeling similar pain, he flinched, taking a step away. Of course he was no match for her, she scolded him, cut down his pride tremendously. What could he do? He was just a kid. Mother always told him he couldn’t think for himself, that he shouldn’t act upon foolish instincts.


“You’re just a kid Cain, you’re not strong enough. This is for your own good, listen to your mother.”

He could still hear that raspy voice of hers. Dorothy. He remembered back to an earlier time he had tried to leave. But he was captured before he could, and ‘taught’ a lesson. He pondered, if not for the reconstructive surgeries every time, he would be covered in scars head to toe. Some scars on the other hand, couldn’t be repaired. His black leather attire made sure they could not be seen. A black leather top hung over his shoulders, a strap fell from his right arm and wrapped around to his wrist. Black leather shorts clung against his thighs. Two straps circled around his left thigh, while one circled around his right. Both trailed down to his matching black boots. Never again would he disobey Dorothy’s strict authority. Cain was a quick learner, no matter how much he yearned to hurt Rion, to draw blood, to make him scream with pain…He would have to find patience. He chuckled darkly, visioning all the sadistic intentions he had for Rion. A wicked grin curled his lips. Yes he was conjuring up different ways to torture Rion’s little mind. He wanted to see the look on his face when he told him his life was a lie. That he wasn’t the real Rion, he was just a tool. A useless, pathetic, tool. Even better, when he was face to face, how he’d use his power to kill him. To watch his life slowly fade away from existence. Cain could almost taste the victory. He threw his head back once and laughed. A dark, shadowy laugh. One that sends shivers down your spine with fear.

“Okay, Rion, I’ll wait for you.”

Cain whispered half heartedly, striding over to Rion’s old cloning pod. He remembered long ago, before Rion awoke in Michelangelo Memorial Hospital, when Rion was still cumbersome. How he stared at Rion, cradled behind titanium glass. Rion’s appearance was identical to Cain. If not for the dark circles under Cain’s emerald optics, and hate he had in his heart, they would be the same. Cain saw things differently. He was better than him in so many ways.. Rion couldn’t even compare, but yet he, was the one chosen. He was mothers choice. A pain tightened around Cain’s cold heart. His fingers curled, his trim nails protesting into his palm. Cain’s eyes full of treason, hatred burning with a passion as he stared into Rion’s dull expression. The wicked grin returned along his dark features. His eyes instantly glowing an intense white. Lightning strobes streamed from his body, touching against the light up in the ceiling around the room. Decreasing the well lit Family Program room, to a gloomy state. Only his eyes, and the light from the cloning pods were the only light source. He leaned forward, as if he were speaking to the real Rion himself.

“Because, when that time comes, we‘ll see who is truly better…”

[Forsaken]

Okay.... took me awhile to think about this.

You got it, Cain91

(Aito will take the post if inactiveness comes from Cain91)

[Cain]

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