Cries of a young mind{anyone who wants to join}

[Ven]

Umbra sat on a bench around the fountain, his elbows perched on his knees, his hands supporting his chin, like some strange kind of hinged mechanism.

His thoughts however weren't quite as deep as he made them look. Umbra after all didn't nessarily have the capacity yet for incredibly deep thought. In reality he was only about six years old, despite his outer appearance.

His mind was really a flurry of differnt types of sadness, depression, and anger. Being created in a lab he had never had parents, and being six, he still felt the strong need for a parent figure, and because of his appearance he couldn't get anyone to remotley look after him, and those who did have compassion for him rejected him the minute he enterered someone's body.

Even now he had heard a few rumors flying around on occasion from students who ventured near the fountain of a pitch black ghost. That ghost was of course of him.

[Cakemon-kun]

Kamon neared the fountain. Music ran through his head beside theories of genetics. He had never really realized how interesting the field was. kick-kick SNARE SNARE SNARE...And then, when he looked at the individual strands compared to others with similar hair colours or other traits, he was able to isolate a certain pigment or trait. Kamon saw the ghost and looked at it for a second. The ghost looked odd, and young. It was sitting there, and Kamon could tell that it was a sad person. Sad, and angry. Kamon had seen similar emotions on the streets where he lived for a good chunk of his life. Kamon approached the being. "Hey there." he said. "You alright?"

[Ven]

When Kamon began to speek to him Umbra stood up straight. Though he didn't know why people took him more seriously when he was standing. In reality this was because of how intimidating he appeared when standing. When on his feet he was at about six feet tall, and appeared to be made entirely out of shadow.

That's right about when Umbra paniced. Seeing as his body was a conglomerate of a genetically created fluid, he had no tearducts, nor any well functioning vocal cords. He couldn't cry. and in momments of panic what he did was find a home. A person in whom he could find safety. Basically anybody. His body looked as though it were being sucked down a toilet drain. Essentially at the momment that drain was Kamon.

Umbra seemingly ceased to exist in a matter of seconds. he had absorbed himself into Kamon. He had forcibly shoved himself inside of kamon's body, critiquing it many ways. This felt for him like somebody just being inside a home. Being inside of a body gave him a feeling of safety. Something he hadn't felt in a long time.

[Cakemon-kun]

Kamon looked flatly at the shadow when he stood up. The flat look changed to surprise as it entered his body. "Woah!" he shouted. When the shadow was completely absorbed into Kamon, he flexed his fingers. "Okay, I'm still in control, but...Excuse me?" he asked himself. He tried to be kind. This person probably was a bit sensitive. "Could you get out?" He grabbed his head. Hm...I feel odd, Kamon thought. However, if it was a purely telepathic ability, I would be in a coma by now.

[Ven]

The strange feeling is normal. Umbra explained, not having to use physical words to communicate with kamon, not that he could.

But I don't want to leave. He replied, his voice almost taking on a whine as a he spoke to Kamon through a mental link they now shared. He felt safe inside someone elses body, it gave him a sense of being home, and he had no intention of giving up that feeling.

Trust me, just let me be in here for a little while.

[Cakemon-kun]

"Um...okay..." said Kamon. He was a little freaked out, but knew that everyone here was odd, and the feeling soon subsided. "Can you just answer a question?" asked Kamon. He leaned over the fountain and dipped his hand in the water. He turned around and sat down on the edge of it.

What am I feeling right now? Why do my veins heat up whenever my blood passes through them? Am I sick because of you? Or am I stronger?

[Ven]

Your stronger. Umbra replied his voice now holding a small amount of joy now that the subject was himself.

You can lift more, walk on walls, heal, everything as long as I'm in here. Umbra explained happily, almost flaunting his ability to be able to increase others.

Watch try it, lift that bench He said, thinking of one of the steel bench that was nailed into the ground.

[Cakemon-kun]

"Seriously?" said Kamon. "There must be some sort of catch..." he said, walking over to the bench. He looked at the bolts, sighed, reached under it, and heaved. Kamon had expected a little more resistance the the bench went flying off it bolts, a good 20 feet up into the air, and crashed into the forest, a good 50 ft away. "Woah!" he said. "Sure there isn't a catch?" he jogged over to a wall, eager to walk on it.

[Krispey]

Oshaya appeared from around the fountian, a little wierded that Kamon had such stron abilities. He didn't see her, but she stood there, a puzzled expression upon her face. She didn't move, just stood there. "Uhm...K-Kamon. /Is there something you wanna...Tell me? I mean, if I'd known that you had super-duper strength in that battle, we could've easily kicked their asses." There wasn't any trail of jokingness in her voice, seriousness to say the least. Wow, he hid this from me?

[Ven]

No, catch Umbra explained When he noticed Oshaya. He was slightly unsure of her. Not in just the fact that she seemed to be somewhat more stern that Kamon, but that she produced what appeared to be the same amount of heat as Kamon, which was strange considering that he rarely found two gifteds with identical heat signatures, considering that powers often effect body temperature.

Who is that? He questioned, his voice still only in Kamon's head.

[Cakemon-kun]

Take a guess. I know her. You can read my mind, can't you? "Oh, hey Oshaya." Kamon sighed. "Um...hard to explain, but to keep it safe, this should be a secret. There's this giftie that can...enter people's bodies, I guess, and make you stronger and stuff. Hush-hush type stuff, probably. If we had this guy in the battle, then yes, we could've kicked their asses. But this is a little temporary, and new." Sorry, man, but you will have to get out at some point.

[Krispey]

Oshaya quirked a brow, "So you have a 'thingie' in you that grants you with extra strength?" She moved over to Kamon,"So if I poke you," She poked Kamon in the stomach, smiling, "can the thingie feel it?" She continued poking him, hoping that he was seriously ticklish. She wondered what the 'thingie' looked like...So it was indeed wierd that soemthing was inhabiting his body, giving him extra strength...It was kinda hard to believe.

[Cakemon-kun]

"Quite possibly." said Kamon. He looked at where she was poking him. "You sound like you don't believe me. You sound sarcastic." he said. "Why don't you believe me?" This is kind of odd...her of all people. Hey...would I be able to read your mind if I tried? asked Kamon of Umbra.

[Krispey]

Oshaya looked at him, half-cross, half-confused expression on her face. "I'm not being sarcastic, Kamon, I'm just asking you if the 'thingie' could feel it if I poked you." She looked away, the poking ceasing, Oshaya folding her arms defiantley across her chest. "Just please odn't jump to conclusions like that," she looked back at him, "it makes me mad." Right now, Oshaya didn't know whether he was telling the truth or not, it was just odd...

[Ven]

"Oh he's not lieing." Umbra said, his boddy suddenly materializing infront of Kamon, only about 3 inches away from Kamo's figure.

Taking a step foreward he continued to talk.

"Why would think he would lie?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. He looked as though he was being sarcastic, though his voice sounded quite innocent. In reality he was in fact innocently asking a question, but because of his tall daunting figure people tended to take most everythingg he said to be sarcastic.