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Truth of the Heartless Outcast
Nero's Puppet

A red headed man walked along hall with his hands behind his back and a grin crossed over her face. His black zipper trench coat moved side to side as he did although it didn't make a sound. His amber eyes stared forward. The man's name was Nero. His full name is unknown to even the one's close to him.Three others were behind him. One was pale with dark red eyes with black covering the white of the eye. His hair was silver, looking white in the shadows. He wore a lab coat that was half buttoned. Cromeo would be his name. Next to him was a smirking demon. His sharp teeth were often showed, making others fear his smile. What he wore was a torn black and white lab coat. His hair was messy white with a little light brown. With his name being Servan, the last one following the three was Sar. His hair was slicked back. He wore a monocle over his right eye while his left eye held a mask around it. He wore a jet black tuxedo with dark red ruffles under. He carried a book which held mysteries for many.

"I have captioned a puppet that you may find useful, " Nero smirked, not keeping his eyes off where he was going. "This one will be tougher to train unlike the others." He explained then added, "she's dangerous, so be careful when using her. I have put her in a cell for the time being and leaving her with you, Servan. You will be her first master."

Servan found it a bit shocking that he was chosen to train her first. "Me? Shouldn't Cromeo take her first so he could test her?"

Nero glanced back over his shoulder, "you will first see about her torture skills then look inside her. Without doubt she's dead inside." She gazed back at the path in front of him and claimed, "Sar, you will take her home with you and train her to be as heartless as you. Use as much as necessary. Cromeo, you will train her to be loyal and fight." Finally getting to the end of the hall, Nero stopped in front of a steel, large door, while putting his hand on the silver handle. "Wait."

Before opening the door, Nero gazed at Sar who had spoken, giving him the signal to speak. "You're deciding this without our consent, what if we don't agree on some of this? Besides shouldn't you take care of her for a little while?" Sar questioned, staring at Nero for an answer.

"Good question, " Nero praised then answered, " I will take care of her for a few months so she gets used to us. I will guide her the way to being the perfect puppet." He glanced at the handle and back at his friends. "Any more questions?"

Cromeo stood in silence as did the other two. As the waited, Nero replied, " no? Okay then." Opening the door, he took his first step in and turned on one light. Darkness surrounded them unlike the cell in front of them. A blinding light stared down at Nero's project.

Sar, Cromeo, and Servan stared blankly at the young subject. They realized that the puppet was strapped to the wall limply. Its head was dropped down as it's limbs dangled carelessly. Blood streamed down quickly to the floor, making a large dark crimson pool. Some of its close being stained were ripped while showing deep wounds.

Sar spoke first, "isn't this one too little for controlling?" He glanced at Nero adding, "I mean, wouldn't she refuse?" With what he said was spoken he gazed back at Sar waiting for a response from the limp body.

"She's not young, she died young. I just brought her back to life so that I could use her. Besides, I have one thing I say to her that convinces her to almost do anything I want." As Nero replied an evil grin stayed on his pale face. He kept his eyes fixed on his puppet. He stood close to the door in the shadows, making him look creepy even to his friends.

"What did you say to convince her," Cromeo asked the smirking shadow. His eyes held sympathy while staring at her. He wanted to help her get down and cover her scars. Sadly, he didn't want to disappoint his master, Nero.

Nero closed his eyes as he tilted his head down while leaning against the wall behind him. "Easy, I said that I would put her back to rest once she fulfills my tasks and that I will let her see her love one last time. Obviously, she was shocked to know that I knew about her life but at the same time followed me." He frowned.

Servan left his stare to glance at Nero, "now that you have shown us and told us what we should do. What's her name?"

When he glanced up at Servan and the others he spoke softly, "the puppet's name is X."