"NO!" She screamed pushing him away violently. But that was just a moment reaction. Just the next moment she lowered her head and walked over to Daniel looking down at the ground blankly. "Sorry." She whispered, he could probably just barely hear her. She stood by his side for a few moments, still focused on just looking down at her feet. She weakly wrapped her arms around his and started walking. "Leave..... to where, exactly...?"
"..." Not answering, Daniel tilted his head upwards, to gaze into the black sky. It took him a while, but just as they left all of the commotion, he said, "Not sure myself. But I suppose my place could serve as a stand-in." Looking down at Mina, with sirens wailing in the background, his face went dull. "But we both know full-well... that there's something going on, that we can't discuss here right now." Without noticing, Daniel passed Raichel, and surprisingly, they left the scene, without being bothered.
Name: Christopher "Chris" Marx
Personality: Chris is a person that has a problem with most people. He doesn't like much of anyone at all and only shows his "nice" nature to certain people he gets close to. However, because of his perturbed nature most of the time, he doesn't make many friends.
Information: Chris was a simple guy with simple problems, or at least that's what it seemed like. It seemed to be that not many people knew why he was so angry at the world, however, other people had seen him smiling and having a good time with his family. His family, lived with him, although, it is unsure to them as to why he was so angry at the world. His family have stated that it's just a phase for him, but this has been going on for a few years now. They may have stated it was because he wanted to make the world change but they knew he nor anyone else had the power to change something that's been inevitable for years. Despite knowing how his family felt, he wanted his relationship with at least someone to work. The more and more time he spent with them, he began to see that they wouldn't be able to let him express his feelings or "preachings" as they called it. He soon moved out of his home and got his own apartment and began to seeking out ways to gain money, illegally. There were a lot he wasn't proud in his life and eventually, he death came, yet he felt he was smitten before his time came.
Raichel didn't move at all, just glared at the two as they passed with a smirk. Mina noticed her and the whole time they were passing by she kept her eyes glued to her older sister. She wanted to talk to her, to ask her many things, but as always she didn't have enough courage to speak to her, frightened that she will be ignored, insulted or anything alike. Those minor things always hurt Mina more than it would anyone else, especially if it came from her sister. Finally she decided to turn back her head to look in front of her. She lifted up one arm, rubbing her eyes and wiping off some tears. "Yes... Alright..." She said with a more silent tone than usual. She still stuck to Daniel's side, letting him lead the way to his apartment.
"Holy-" Chris shouted as he burst up from the ground that he was lying on. He looked around, utterly confused at the sight of him still having a pulse. His family was coming to visit him but as he walked out to greet them, his family car screeched off the road and crashed into him, ending his life indefinitely. However, as he looked around to find them, he noticed that their car had crashed into a light pole which made engine explode, releasing the flames that tore through his family's bodies. He went over to see what had happened to them and the aforementioned description is exactly what he saw. His family's bodies were burned to the core, utterly torn apart by the flames. Feeling extremely remorseful for what had happened, he fell to his knees as tears came to his eyes, flowing on the ground in front of him as if he was trying to make a mini-riverbank there. Then, as his remorse began to fade, he realized something, "why he was the only one left alive?" There must have been a reason, although, most motives for why he was brought back to the world of the living were quite unknown to him. He stood back up, as he began to pull out a cell phone his mother had recently given him on a visit earlier that month. He started to dial 991 but he stopped as he noticed a few people walking up the sidewalk next to his accident. He walked over to them to see what was going on.
Daniel glanced ahead as they made a turn. Confronted by another accident, he whispered, "See, Mina... looks like someone else lost a loved one today. Maybe more..." Coming to an unplanned stop, though, he stared on, to wonder who it was that sparked his attention. "Is that... Chris?" he guessed, remaining motionless.
"Are you trying to comfort me by telling me more people died?" Mina questioned, rising one eyebrow while looking up at him. Once he stopped, she came to a stop as well, looking down in the same direction. "I... don't know. I think so." She glared down at Chris suspiciously.
Raichel was walking up some steep metal stairs within a skyscraper. She held her black dress slightly above her ankles with her hands so she wouldn't step on it and fall back. She seemed to fit perfectly into the dark, black, mysterious scenery of the halls. Only her silver eyes were pointing out of the whole atmosphere. A couple of times she would glance over her shoulder, having a feeling there was another presence, but she would never see anyone, nor hear anything. Finally, after climbing up thirteen stories she reached the roof. The door leading to the roof was old, metalic and rusty, and after five tries she managed to pull it open. As the daylight hit into her face, she just closed her eyes turning her head away. She climbed up the few cemented stairs finally reaching her destination. She slowly and elegantly walked towards the edge of the building, dropping her black/gray dress sag along behind her. "Peace and quiet." She thought, standing on the very edge of the skyscraper.
"Might not wanna get that close to the edge... that step's a real doozy." A dark, gloomy boy stated, entering the scene from the door Raichel came through, and walking up the short set of stairs himself. "It's quite windy up here, actually... that's how I fell off." he spoke, with a smile. "And died."
Raichel didn't seem surprised she wasn't alone whatsoever. She just rotated her head slightly, looking at the boy over her shoulders with her cold stare. "So sad. So tragic." She said sarcastically now turning around completely to the person. "What's your name?" She asked, examining him head to toe.
"Rickey. Just Rickey." the boy answered. Then approaching her, he continued, "I saw how it happened to you. What do you think is worse?" His eyes glowing, he asked, "Falling off of a skyscraper, or smashing dead-straight into another operating vehicle?"