OC POV:
Well, here I am standing in front of the Homra bar. Should I really be doing this? Can I really do this? It's not like I haven't been warned that the red king is a monster and that his followers are barbaric freaks that will rip you limb from limb if they don't like your attitude. But despite hearing those warnings, I was determined to follow my decision.
I should, no,"I WILL JOIN THIS CLAN!"I accidentally yelled out loud. My enthusiasm seemed to be taking the better of me and I lowered my hood, trying to cover my face from some giggling girls who happened to be passing by.
I looked up and gulped as I stared at the bars' wooden doors. I mean, it wasn't like I was only after power, it's just that...I never felt like I had a purpose...never had a goal. I have to admit, my past wasn't really a happy one. I was abandoned by my parents who left me at an orphanage at the age of 3 months (that's what I've been told there) and I was a middle school dropout. Why you ask? Well, I guess being a strain does have its disadvantages.
It's not like my purpose can hurt anyone, after all, all I can do is switch my gender, if anything, these power have actually helped me throughout this miserable life of mine. Switching genders was the only way I was able to fill my stomach since leaving the orphanage. Being a girl helped with, you know, seducing and getting what I wanted from rich guys, then escaping before it got too serious (that part was always kind of awkward since I AM actually a guy), and being a guy helped with doing hard labor.
I never thought of my powers as something bad, but that also meant I was different form everyone else, a weirdo...an alien...not human. Keeping it a secret was probably the best thing to do. I never once felt love or care from anyone, not even the adults at the orphanage."BUT! THAT'S ALL GOING TO CHANGE!" I said again out loud while clenching my fist and gazing at the setting sun as if I were the hero of a manga story. Anyone who saw me right now would probably think I just got rejected by my first love and that I wasn't going to give up.
"Well, well, a newcomer I see."
"GAH!"I shrieked as I turned and saw a camera pointed inches from my face. It was probably one (if not the only) oldest cameras I've ever seen. The owner of the camera had golden hair and brown eyes, as well as, a huge grin on his face.
"He doesn't exactly look like a barbarian" I thought.
"Eh? Barbarian?" He replied
"Oh crap! I just said that out loud didn't I?!";I gasped. It was my nature to always say what I thought, and that sometimes, well, ALWAYS got me in trouble." ...I...Umm...You see..."I couldn't exactly get the words out of my mouth and I started flailing my arms around like a hungry chick.
He stood there, staring at me for a few minutes before he started laughing, which startled me. I didn't even join yet and I'm already a freak."HAHAHAHA! Your funny,"he said while wiping a tear that formed at one of the corners of his eyes. I'm Totska Tatara, please come inside, it's really chilly out here" He smiled as he rested a hand on my shoulder.
I stood there, as he took two steps toward the door and twisted the handle. As it opened, I could see a red aura emerging from inside."Eh?"I gulped as I felt a chill run up my spine. A sweat bead formed at the side of my head as I took a step toward the red territory."This wasn't going to be easy…was it?"