Evil's Protection (OPEN)

[Benjamin Goffyn]

It was a bright sunny day in early fall where the leaves were just beginning to change colors and the air was crisp with a slight chill. It was one of Benjamin's favorite kind of days and he'd decided to stop off at one of the orphanages he frequented to sign a few of the children out and take them to the park. It wasn't like the guilt of hurting people ever got to the young Mörder, he just enjoyed seeing children smile as well. It was when they got older, became adults and thus became cruel humans did he quit enjoying their company. But for now with these six children between the ages of six and nine he had fallen in love. They were so sweet and innocent that it almost broke Benjamin's heart. He had an idea, killing these children before they could grow up and turn into the evil that he helped get rid of. He shook his head almost violently at the thought, he had done that twice before and his twin, Timothy, had refused to speak with him for over a month each time and Benjamin had just about died. Nothing, not even preserving these children's innocence was worth the separation his twin would force upon him with he found out. Even thinking about it made Benjamin nervous and he ran a hand through his long black dyed hair, he'd woken up late this morning and all he had time to do was straighten it instead of teasing it into its usual lion's mane.

Benjamin wrapped the black and white stripped scarf tighter around his throat as he watched three of the girls (Nichole, Melissa, and Amy) and the two boys (Bryan and Justin) playing on the blue and gold painted jungle gym, screaming and chasing one another in glee. The last girl (Lynnette) was seated next to Benjamin on the dark green metal bench working on her English with him, one hand clutching at the unzipped black hoodie he had stolen from his twin to wear today over one of his usual almost-too-small T-shirts. "English is the most confusing language on the face of this earth, don't let anyone tell you different." He paused, chocolate eyes lined in black eye-liner and mascara watching his little charges. "Justin what have I told you about climbing up the slide?" He stood, walking to the edge of the playground, unwilling to scratch his boots on the gravel that served as a cushion in case any of the children fell. As if loose stones were more comfortable than the grassy ground. "Come here, young man." The boy trudged towards Benjamin, head held low. Justin was the oldest of the lot he was watching, nine years old and the air witch was mentally reminding himself that Justin was now too old to be taken out if he was going to willfully ignore one of the few rules Benjamin had.

"I wasn't climbing up it." He tried to lie to Benjamin and the Mörder had to restrain his temper, the audacity of Justin to say that he hadn't been doing something that Benjamin had seen him about to do! It was something of a Groucho moment: "Who are you going to believe? Me or your lying eyes?" And Benjamin was going to believe his lying eyes in this.

"Time out for ten minutes, now." The German pointed to the bench he and Lynette had been sitting at and watched as Justin kicked a random stone, hands in his pockets, head still bowed in defeat as he trudged towards the bench. "Really, the nerve of some of them." He muttered to himself, pulling his cellphone from a pair of dark blue tight blue jeans to check the time. He had another hour before they needed to leave for the orphanage. He stuffed his cellphone back in his jeans and retrieved a pack of cigarettes and lighter. Lighting the cigarette he bypassed the bench he had been sitting and and stood a few more feet behind that, leaning against a tree so he could see all six of his children and smoke in peace.

[Alexa Watson]

Alexa found herself alone as she made her way through the town where she had escaped from her cell. As usual memories plagued her but she tried to push them away into a place where she wouldn’t have them forever at the forefront of her mind. Even after 11 years she could feel the blinding pain from when they shoved an implant into the back of her neck like a common lab rat. She’d been locked in a glass cage and then treated like a pound of flesh to merely fester an implant to see if it worked. Serena hadn’t even made it through the transformation; she was instead pickled in a jar on the windowsill inside the lab. Lexi had tried to get to her but there just wasn’t time when they were darting towards the exit.

Her dark hair was hanging loose around her face and her body was wrapped up in black jeans and a black turtleneck so that if any agents decided to try and track them all down on foot. It was very odd that she even went out during the daylight; it was so dangerous for her. If she were to be seen by anyone that worked for the government she’d have to super speed out of the town before they even registered that they saw her. Max would be a bit pissed she was sure if she just upped and leaved, same with Tyler. But to keep them safe Lex would do anything, even leave them behind. Lexi was a scary demon trapped inside the body of someone who looked so pure and innocent. The scar on her neck was the perfect symbol of everything that had gone wrong in her life, a bright pink flare on her light brown skin.

All Alex wanted to do was be a normal teenager, a normal teenager with a normal life that wasn’t in constant peril because she processed super human powers from an experiment she was put through because she happened to be walking down the wrong street at the wrong time. Lex truly believed that. The selection had been completely at random and random was her middle name apparently. With this sad thought in her mind she was amazed to find that her feet had led her to a park, in which there were children playing as she had never got the chance. Her eyes cast over the whole scene and it was then that she spotted the teenager with the children. “Those things will kill you you know.” She said darkly as she eyed the cancer stick in his hand.

[Benjamin Goffyn]

Benjamin shrugged, taking another drag on his cigarette. "Lots of things will kill me." He continued to watch the children scamper about, Lynette cautiously scooted towards Justin, trying to cheer him up. "That or the government will find me and I'll be dragged to Guantanamo Bay or something." He was only half joking, Benjamin wasn't a citizen so could be deported if he broke the law and he was a mörder after all.

"Justin," Benjamin had finished his cigarette, calmed down, and no longer wanted to rip the nine-year-old's intestine out and hang him by them. "Time out's up, you can go play again." The boy jumped off the bench and ran towards the playground, jumping into whatever game the other's were playing without a second thought. Benjamin wished adult life were that easy, just jumping into whatever game someone else was playing without having to even think about a negative stigma. Maybe that was another reason he liked children, they just accepted his outlandish style and moved on.

He looked at Lynette, who was still gabbing a mile a minute at the human girl and grinned. "Hey Lynnette," the small girl looked at him, mouth open in mid-word. "Why don't you go give this," He pulled his wallet out and took out a twenty. "To Justin and then all of you can get some ice cream from that vendor."

Her entire face lit up like she was getting a kitten for Christmas and she squealed, bouncing off of the bench and screaming, "Ice cream!" at the top of her lungs to the other children. That was why Benjamin cared for these kids, just to seem them so happy over something so simple, it was times like these that the world didn't seem half as bad as it really was. That illusion was shattered when he glanced back over to Alex and realized Oh yeah. The world was an evil and vile place and he was one of the reasons it was. "I'm Benjamin, by the way."