Disclaimer : Don't own anything but the fic, and maybe if there is any
characters not in the actual anime.
Warnings : Slight Violence
Summary : A part of my Schwartz Saga, this one shows, in what I would think how they got Jei Farfello.
Schwartz part 1
by: apocalipticoblivion
'I have travelled to far away places. Or more like, far away hostipitals. Mental institutions.... asylums.... I could name thousands of them, in the course of my exsistance, it seems as though I have been to more than I can remember. But, lately I am being transported to a place called Rosenkruez.... The nurses at the last place recomended it.
I believe it is for the chronically insane, but, why am I going there?
I am not insane!
I'm not like those looney's, like the Stone Roses patients!' I screamed into my mind.
"Come on, Lei. Let's get this nutcase over to Rosenkreuz. The sooner we get out of there the better!" a short blonde man said to a taller black-haired man. "My god! Look at him, he's covered in scars!"
"Yeesh... What would Crawford-san want with a pshyco like that?" The Black-haired man said looking at me with disgust written on his face.
"I'm not deaf, you assholes..." I said under my breath. "I hear perfectly fine, infact. You reak of fear..." I paused to create a snake-like sneer on my face, "Come closer... I'd love to taste yer blood..." I stood as I said that, gliding forward as much as I could, for the latches binded me to the cage. As I reached my hand though the bars trying to grab at the two men.
"Farfello!" a deep voice commanded, from behind the two men. "Stand your ground."
"Who are ye to tell me what to do?" I asked turning my head to the side to get a good look at the man ordering me around.
"I am the one who is to pick you up. Rosenkruez has sent me." The man had slicked back black hair. He was obviously American. He was just a little taller than me. But, the thing that interested me the most, was the fact that he didn't fear me. Infact, he seemed to respect me. Wow, that's a first.
"Why do you not fear me?"
"What is there to fear? You, who is just a boy? I will not fear a boy, Farfello." The man said with a smirk. "I have no reason to fear you."
"Then, fearless one... What is--"
"My name? Bradley Crawford. You may call me Crawford."
I looked at Crawford for a moment then smirked, evenly matching his. I found out his secret. "Precognitive." I said with confidence.
"Very good. Let me guess... Mutilator? Masochist? Both?"
"Very good. Or did you just read the future?"
"Lucky guess." The older man began, "I've seen many in my years at Rosenhell. It becomes easy to tell after the first few years."
"I see..." I reached behind my head and pulled one of my favorite things from the lining of my collar, the very knife that I had killed countless workers at all of the asylums and hospitals. Taking the knife, I sliced through the latches inside of the cage that kept me imprisoned.
Then I reached down the lining of the shirt that I wore, and pulled out a larger knife.
I took the knife and sliced through the bars of the cage. I grabbed the men, slammed their heads together. Crawford had a pleased look on his face.
"I think you will be perfect for my team..."
Then we went to his car, he was obviously very rich. Just by looking at him, with the armani suits. Now, I was a part of his team.
And now it seems that Jei Farfello has a purpose... and it is Schwartz.
End
Warnings : Slight Violence
Summary : A part of my Schwartz Saga, this one shows, in what I would think how they got Jei Farfello.
Schwartz part 1
by: apocalipticoblivion
'I have travelled to far away places. Or more like, far away hostipitals. Mental institutions.... asylums.... I could name thousands of them, in the course of my exsistance, it seems as though I have been to more than I can remember. But, lately I am being transported to a place called Rosenkruez.... The nurses at the last place recomended it.
I believe it is for the chronically insane, but, why am I going there?
I am not insane!
I'm not like those looney's, like the Stone Roses patients!' I screamed into my mind.
"Come on, Lei. Let's get this nutcase over to Rosenkreuz. The sooner we get out of there the better!" a short blonde man said to a taller black-haired man. "My god! Look at him, he's covered in scars!"
"Yeesh... What would Crawford-san want with a pshyco like that?" The Black-haired man said looking at me with disgust written on his face.
"I'm not deaf, you assholes..." I said under my breath. "I hear perfectly fine, infact. You reak of fear..." I paused to create a snake-like sneer on my face, "Come closer... I'd love to taste yer blood..." I stood as I said that, gliding forward as much as I could, for the latches binded me to the cage. As I reached my hand though the bars trying to grab at the two men.
"Farfello!" a deep voice commanded, from behind the two men. "Stand your ground."
"Who are ye to tell me what to do?" I asked turning my head to the side to get a good look at the man ordering me around.
"I am the one who is to pick you up. Rosenkruez has sent me." The man had slicked back black hair. He was obviously American. He was just a little taller than me. But, the thing that interested me the most, was the fact that he didn't fear me. Infact, he seemed to respect me. Wow, that's a first.
"Why do you not fear me?"
"What is there to fear? You, who is just a boy? I will not fear a boy, Farfello." The man said with a smirk. "I have no reason to fear you."
"Then, fearless one... What is--"
"My name? Bradley Crawford. You may call me Crawford."
I looked at Crawford for a moment then smirked, evenly matching his. I found out his secret. "Precognitive." I said with confidence.
"Very good. Let me guess... Mutilator? Masochist? Both?"
"Very good. Or did you just read the future?"
"Lucky guess." The older man began, "I've seen many in my years at Rosenhell. It becomes easy to tell after the first few years."
"I see..." I reached behind my head and pulled one of my favorite things from the lining of my collar, the very knife that I had killed countless workers at all of the asylums and hospitals. Taking the knife, I sliced through the latches inside of the cage that kept me imprisoned.
Then I reached down the lining of the shirt that I wore, and pulled out a larger knife.
I took the knife and sliced through the bars of the cage. I grabbed the men, slammed their heads together. Crawford had a pleased look on his face.
"I think you will be perfect for my team..."
Then we went to his car, he was obviously very rich. Just by looking at him, with the armani suits. Now, I was a part of his team.
And now it seems that Jei Farfello has a purpose... and it is Schwartz.
End