Before him, he could see a playground. In the sandbox, there were dark figures lying broken. Another flash showed them to be half buried people, horribly beaten to death. The children's version of 'playing.' On the slide, played a young child. On the swings, played another child. On the jungle gym, played yet another child. Three children, playing in the park in a thunderstorm at two in the afternoon. They were wet, though they just seemed to want to keep playing, and playing with one another.
Sighing. Rayne spread his wings, and drifted down to the sidewalk. Feather by feather, his wings came apart and fluttered away in the wind. His eyes were his pretty hazel, and he looked on torwards the park, and began to make his way there. Still, red stained his cheeks. An angel to kill monsters... created from children. Such innocent children. Itsuki Miamora, age nine, Steven Mitchells, age eight, and Eliza Sorten, age ten.
There had been an accident on the nearby highway a week earlier. A kindergarten bus had been involved in a terrible multi-car pile-up. These children had died horrible deaths. The news reports had said they'd had broken bones and punctured organs. None of the children had survived or their teacher or the driver. It had been a terrible ordeal, and the news crews hadn't been able to stay away from the story. So, it was no surprise it had gotten immediate attention when one of three children came back to life at her wake. Itsuki came back to life, and the other two had disappeared from their coffins. The team had managed to keep the families quiet about this, but the problem was all the media attention on Itsuki. She'd been taken to the hospital, but then the hospital had been supposedly attacked by a monster. Many people were killed...
Rayne shook himself, it did nothing for him to think of this monster as a little girl, he knew very well she was a shikabane, as well as the other two.
Anue and Tahlia had been tracking the other children, and waited for him at the entrance to the park. Up a long flight of stone stairs, was where the children played. Ren and the others in his little group were posted along the perimeter, watching in case one of the kids tried to get away before they had destroyed them.
Tahlia nodded at Rayne, and looked to the steps. "It's tough when it's children, isn't it?"
Anue crossed her arms. "But I've never heard of so many coming back at once from a single accident."
"It doesn't change our job, whatever the reason is." Rayne spoke, his voice cold, though his brow furrowed and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Let's go wake thos kids from the nightmare they're trapped in." Rayne took the steps by storm, running up them two at a time, his gun raised. The children each looked at them, and scrambled to back up against one another. "We're gonna play... we're gonna play..."
Knowing what they had come here for, the children kept chanting, until their forms changed into something else entirely. Without missing a beat, Rayne began to fire at the one charging him, the one that had been Steven. "You wanna play with me? Then come on!"

OOC: Alright, here's our first fight. It's supposed to be a nasty one. The shikabane of children. Remember, this is what we do. They aren't human anymore, and they are monsters, but that doesn't mean we have to like what we have to do. the picture above is what they look like after they transform.













