The Masked Council

Echo

It has now been two days since the case surrounding K-36's murder was dropped and Fanviva Ω-16 returns from a council meeting and locks himself in his room. He couldn't stand this boring life much longer, he needed a change. He reached for the knife in his drawer and gripped it on his arm. Then he put it on the table and said to himself, "Ok, what are you doing, I said I don't want to hurt myself?!" A voice in his head said, "Wimp." "That is no reason", said Ω-16. The voice replied, "Well, you find it boring, you need excitement in your life. I just wanted to give you that excitement." He replied, "I didn't mean it like that, I just miss being a mafia boss. I don't want to hurt myself, Traw. The voice, named Traw, now asked: "Do you always get so angry when someone tries to help you?" Fanviva Ω-16 shouted: "How is that supposed to help me!?" "I just want you to understand. This mask you have there, it was not given to you for nothing but because you are one of the strongest. Only your power is a mystery to me, I don't know what it does," Traw whispered. Now Ω-16 picked up the knife again and asked, "Are you sure that self-harm activates my power?" "Well, I'm 4.75% sure," Traw replied sheepishly. Ω-16 immediately yelled, "Seriously? You're not even sure if it helps, do you just want to see me hurting myself! I'm done with you, I hate you!" Fanviva Ω-16 threw the knife away. "You don't have to be a-angry right away. I'm just t-trying to h-help," Traw stammered. Ω-16 looked at himself in the mirror and asked, "Does it have to be my arm?" Then he picked up the knife again. "It shouldn't really matter," Traw said. Ω-16 then said, "If it doesn't matter, I'll cut my foot, it's not that conspicuous." Then he sat down, still in front of the mirror, and bent over his foot. "OK, maybe that's not the best idea, shouldn't we stop?" Traw asked. Fanviva Ω-16 replied: "No, we'll do it now." He closed his eyes and counted to three. The knife landed in his foot, he cried out in pain and the next moment the pain was gone. He opened his eyes and a kind of fountain of blood held the knife in place. "Wow, looks like I have full control over my blood," said the amazed Ω-16, "I think I can change shape too. Look at that." With that, the fountain morphed into a tiny elephant, then a tiny likeness of Ω-16's face, and then a fist. He fist bumped the fist and she slowly pulled back. "That's so sick!" Fanviva Ω-16 exclaimed with joy. "Wow, I was right. That's a pretty powerful force," Traw said. Fanviva Ω-16 immediately asked, "How so?" "Well, this allows you to heal wounds faster, create weapons from your blood and thus be armed at all times. You can't bleed to death either," Traw listed. Ω-16 added, "Immunity to diseases that travel through blood." Suddenly there was a knock on his door, Ω-16 ran as fast as possible and opened the door. There stood his good friend D-07, crying, he says, "W-we we b-broke up." Then he fell into Fanviva Ω-16's arms. "What did I do wrong, I loved him," yelled D-07. Ω-16 didn't know what to say so he just stroked D-07's hair and hugged him tightly.