Tai: "I have no comment."

Aka: "Same here."

Disclaimer: Taiski does not own DC Comics or any related media. Mirroria is owned by Ryujin65. Taiski owns his Ocs and this story's plot.


The Eyes of Red and Heart of Black

Chapter 54: Rebirth

Octavian rose to his feet, the memories of the most resent events slowly returning to him. He had broken free of the black orb and, passed out? That seemed the most probable. He rubbed his eyes, then saw that his hand was different. It was still pale, but a tint of grey had been added to his skin. Looking down, he saw his clothing had gained a different appearance.

His tail coat, pants and shoes were a very dark red. The cloak following suit with the coloring, only with a bronze lining instead of gold and the inside was purple instead of red. Placing his hands on his face, Octavian felt that his ears were slightly pointed. Seeing that the cave floor was polished from his escape, the young vampire saw his eyes were now entirely black, say for his slit pupils, that were red. His teeth were now all sharp, his fangs slightly sharper than the others, and his hair was now a pale grey.

"What's happened to me?" he asked to no one in particular, "What have I become?" "You've evolved," a voice answered, "your true nature has awakened. Don't despair." Octavian turned to see that the hooded figure and Balto were walking away. "Where are you going?" he asked, "Who are you?! What did you do to me?" Octavian heard the reply.

"Your power grew when your life was in jeopardy," the voice he heard when he was trapped said, "we had nothing to do with how you look now. If you aren't satisfied with how you look, change it back. Your powers extend to that, don't they?" Octavian inhaled, then closed his eyes. The shadows rose and surrounded his body. When they fell off, Octavian's body was like it was before. But he felt different, more… balanced. He turned to the hooded figure and Balto. Just in time to see them phase through a shadow on the wall.

"Where…?" Octavian started before his mind was hit with a flash of pain. The vampire screeched in agony as images of dark figures passed through his eyes. Octavian fell to his knees again and after a few seconds, the pain faded. Octavian's body fell into the shadows bellow him and floated in a sea of darkness.

[Meanwhile]

Swerve sat in a chair beside Marionette, handing the Technopath tools when asked for. "Wrench." "W-Wrench." "Drill." D-Drill." You get the idea. Marionette was rushing her progress, desperate to save Corrosive's life. His body was an extremely acidic chemical, nearly everything the liquid touched when it wasn't at room temperature instantly melted.

Almost everything being the key words. Corrosive's suit was designed by Marionette to be resistant to the chemical's acidic effects, and had other benefits. Marionette felt her heart beat faster every minute. The one person she cared about most was dying before her eyes, and she was rushing to save him.

"Pliers. Now!" she shouted. Swerve withdrew in fear, not liking it when people yelled at her. Another hand grabbed the pliers and handed them to Marionette. "Here." the person said. Marionette finished her work on Corrosive's suit. "That should do it." she said. Corrosive didn't move. Nothing happened, the room was still. Marionette felt tears beginning to fall.

"I'm sorry." the other person said. Marionette turned to see the thirteenth Revolutionist, Mirroria. Mirroria was a Vietnamese girl of about sixteen. She wore a blue Hanfu robe with black Hanfu shoes. On her back was a sheathed single-edged sword in a black sheath. "I'm really sorry Haley," she said, "I wish there was something I could do."

"Don't you mean, something we could do?" the sword said. Mirroria unsheathed the sword and threw it into the air. The sword morphed into a human. The blade became his left arm, the hand guard became his right arm, the handle split into his legs, body and head. He landed on his feet.

"Seriously Mirro," the guy said, "I feel like chopped liver half the time. Marionette, if you need anything, let me know. Ok?" The former sword was a red-headed boy of eighteen with hazel eyes. He wore a slightly torn plaid coat over a purple jersey with black pants and white sneakers. Around his neck was a shark's tooth necklace.

"Bowie!" Mirroria said very harshly, "This isn't the time to make jokes!" Bowie lowered his head, ashamed of his insensitivity. Marionette was fighting the tears coming out of her eyes, and failing. "I didn't even get to say good-bye." she sniffled. Swerve hugged her partner, trying to make her feel better.

"Why don't you?" "Because he's dead!" Marionette practically screamed. Bowie cleared his throat. "Is a floating ball of light normal?" he asked. Marionette, Swerve, and Mirroria looked to where Bowie was pointing. A large ball of blue light was indeed floating in front of them.

"Why would you want to say good-bye?" the orb asked, in Corrosive's voice! Marionette walked back as her two friends walked back in surprise. "Is… Is it really you?" she asked. The orb tried to nod, but you know how that goes. Marionette felt more tears fall, but these were different. She was feeling the deepest joy she had ever experienced in her life.

"How?" she asked, though she could have cared less at the moment. Corrosive would have shrugged, but knew he couldn't at the moment, so he responded verbally. "I don't know," he admitted, "but my memories have finally returned." Marionette's smile fell instantly. "You know then?" she asked. "Yes," he said, "you've used innocent people as lab rats, slaughtered men, women and children, and worst of all…" Marionette flinched, waiting for the last thing he had to say.

"You brought me back incomplete." he said, his tone telling Marionette he was waiting for her to ask him something. "What?" she said, letting him finish. "You saved my life," he said, "but have taken my heart." In the background, Bowie pointed his finger to his mouth, faking a gagging. Mirroria pushed him out of his chair. Marionette, however, was confused. "Why aren't you mad at me?" she asked, "The last time, you broke up with me. Why the change?" Corrosive took possession of the suit and stood. "I guess that I've seen that you're more caring then I thought." he said.

Corrosive scratched the back of his head, a little nervous of about he was about to say. "Maybe," he said, "we could try again?" Swerve smiled brightly jumping up and down with joy. Marionette slowly smiled. "I guess there's no hazard in doing so." she said, returning to her more creepy tone.


Tai: "And the last two Revolutionists have been revealed!"

Aka: "Wait. What!?"

Tai: "I'd like to thank everyone that submitted. I will have more submitting things for later stories, including this one. But for now, this is good."

Aka: "Ryujin, you made Mirroria, so you can't guess what her power is. That would be unfair to everyone else."

Tai: "Bonus points for whoever gets the joke surrounding Bowie's naming."

Aka: "See ya later!"

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