A woman with tri-colored purple hair walks in front of a young man as she leads him through the dark forest.

"Hello! We are the Rebellion!" Her voice was almost deep enough to be a man's. "Our group consists of 5 living and 4 deceased members! We are pleased to see someone wants to join us! What family do you hail from? Akanoshi, Aoinoichi, Shiroioni, the great Anri's bloodline, or Murasakami? Oh, you don't want to join? You want to know about its members so you can join? Well, I can tell you our names, but I can't tell you about us. The others will have to do that for you. Here are our members;"

A little girl, about 13, walks out. She wears a green dress with one short sleeve. "My name is Nana Merodii. It means Seven Melody!"

A man walks out with long mauve hair, piercing purple eyes, black turtle neck with a mauve shirt with long sleeves cover it, and dark mauve pants. " Hello, my name is Marasakami Hoshii. It's a pleasure to meet you."

A girl, no more than 15, comes out to greet you. Her eyes as green as emeralds and her red hair like blood. Her belly top and shorts both a light purple. "We are glad to see someone taking an interest in our rebellion! My name is Mana Akanoshi."

Out of the shadows walks a girl who couldn't be any older than 17. Her turquoise eyes like daggers and her hair, in a ponytial, colored like the sky. "We hope you join the Rebellion," she says without any feeling or emotion, "my name is Sarah Aoinoichi."

From behind you, a sudden crunch of dead leaves startle you. "Don't mess with the look-alikes." Say two voices, simultaneously. "The one with the blue tips is Damena Aoinoichi." Says a man with black, and, red tipped hair. Damena points to the other man, "And he's Damen."

Gray eyes stare at you in the shadows and a woman walks out. "My name is Yami, Yami Shiroioni. You can call me Yami Murasaki, though."

The tri-colored woman. Holding his hand, another man, but completly opposite from the woman holding the hand, walks out. "We hope you join us." they say as their voices blend together. Their height and voice are the exact same. The man with the tri-colored hair walks toward him, "My name is Tsuchi Shiroioni." The woman grabs the man's hand. "And you should know me, I'm Kaze Shiroioni. Surley you couldn't have forgotten me," she kisses his hand, "my, dear, Prince Marth Lowell."