DSCLAIMER – I do not own Black Cat or any of the characters in it. I do, however, own my fanfic, as well as my OC(s).
How It Began:
Creed went out with his Taoist master, and they found another potential ally. They fed him the potion, as they always did, and waited.
This new recruit, by the name Colden Aruspekz had an amazing power – the power to erase and create people, a power that even Creed secretly feared. After all, with this new power, Colden neared the power of God, which Creed could not even aspire to reach.
However, Colden remained loyal to he who freed him from the hellish pits of his prison cell. He joined the Apostles of the Stars, and followed Creed's orders.
He was sent on many a mission, to help recruit yet more people. After all, with his power, he could easily defeat all prison guards.
However, the full extent of Colden's power, and exactly what it did, was hidden from Creed. The only thing Creed knew was that it could create and erase humans. He did not know how that was achieved – whether Colden's power destroyed the physical being or the mental, or if it simply unmade the mind was all mystery to Creed.
But Creed did not care. He cared more for the final result than the means by which they were reached. All he knew was that Shiki was needed to help ease the use of Colden's power, and that they would regain Black Cat for him...
Shiki has a seal that can bind a person. That is the power needed, for Colden's power takes time to work.
Therefore, Shiki goes with Colden on missions. He also has the job of reporting back to Creed and supervising the proceedings.
In the end, Creed was left with no choice. He assigned Colden to the task of detaining Train and bringing him back.
Little did Creed know that that was exactly what he should have done in the first place.
How it Happened:
Train sighed, then preceded Sven and Eve out of the coffee shop in Alrock City. They had been (unsuccessfully) tracking yet another small-fry criminal. As usual, they were low on money, and had only been able to order a bit of food. Train had grumbled about the lack of food, then started sulking.
None of them noticed the black shadow observing them from the shade of a nearby alleyway.
They were engaged in a fight between the criminal they were tracking and his new accomplices. Suddenly, Creed's Taoist appeared on one of his bugs. He throws several seals at Train from all directions. Train is surrounded by the seals, and has no way to escape.
He is caught by Shiki's bindings, and is taken away. Sven and Eve were distracted by another of the Apostles.
Shiki takes Train to a place high in the mountains, and put in a bare room that is completely sealed off.
Colden enters, then begins work.
How it Continues:
(Colden's POV)
Here before me was the reason of all our grief. As much as I loved my power, I hated it. Thus is how I held Creed, with a love-hate relationship, as – I believe – all Apostles held him in their regard.
But that is of no consequence. As much as I hated my power, the thrill of wielding it was more than enough to make up for the downside.
I immediately commenced to work.
What my power did was give me sway over minds. After all, I had been arrested for livestock theft and murder. My previous occupation was divining the future from entails. I preferred human, but I usually used animals, as they were easier to come by.
It only makes sense that I now have the power to manipulate a person's past, present, and future, so to say.
My power works solely in the mind. I could destroy a person, as in their personality, their consciousness, and create new ones. In just destroying a person's mind, the person's body would die as a result. However, if I created a new one and inserted that in, that person would live, but they would start from the very beginning. That person would be like an infant in mind.
Before now, I've only been able to create blanks, basically burning the book – excluding the cover, which would be the body in my analogy – and putting in a completely new set of pages.
In Train's case, my power only extends so far as gluing in another page on top of the previous ones. After all, I wanted his old memories to be kept. I could put new blank pages in the book, so to say, but I could not rewrite what was there before on the new empty set, and I did not yet have the skills to insert individual blank pages in. If I wished to keep even one "chapter" – or even one "page" – of the "old book," then I'd have to just paste blank pages over the others and write over it, if I so wished. Thus was the limit of my power.
However, therein lays the problem. With enough stimuli, a person could, potentially, remember what I have suppressed. However, it was not my job to worry about this right now.
Mister Creed already told me what he wanted.
Train was to keep his memories of being Black Cat, but from there, I was to erase all his memories of some woman named "Saya" and insert new ones.
Train was supposed to have been betrayed by Chronos, thereby motivating him to break away. When he heard that his "beloved ex-partner" Creed was forming a revolution, he hastened to join.
Basically, I was to bring back "Black Cat," but to make him loyal to Creed. A simple enough task.
I took care to, following the book analogy, paste as many layers of "blank pages" as I dare, then on the top layer "writing in" the new memories.
I did not yet have the power to directly insert the new memories into the slots where they belonged – as in taking out memories and putting in new ones, which would solve Creed's problem permanently – without doing damage to Train's mind, and I doubt that would make Creed happy.
As I went through Train's memories, I suddenly realized a problem to what Creed had requested. "Black Cat" was not loyal to anyone other than himself. I could not do what Creed requested without changing "Black Cat." What was I to do?
Suddenly, it came to me, a way to keep Train in the Apostles without having to make Black Cat "loyal" to anyone.
I hastened to work. With this one problem solved, work proceeded swiftly.
Three days later, I was finished. However, I still held Train in the trance I imposed on him to make his mind more malleable. I had no wish to face the Black Cat awake in his original state. I would wait until Creed's arrival.
A/N - Hello people! I am back from my loong break. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, I haven't updated anything, and instead have added something new to procrastinate on? Well, I'm (kind of) getting there! I realized that as the days and weeks went by, my knowledge of the stuff I do fanfics on would keep on deteriorating, and so I decided to screw the timing and just get on with it. This was done anyway, so I thought I might as well add it, just to show people that I'm still alive. Please R&R. (Remember, this was written probably a couple years back. Don't exactly sugar-coat, but don't kill me for it ^^)
