[center][h1][color=6ecff6]Disc O. Baylor[/color] and [color=ed1c24]Deathedge[/color][/h1][/center]

Deathedge sighed, finally happy to find that he was reunited with-

"H-h-hehhel-lp-p-p-p!!!"

[i][color=ed1c24]Goddamnsh$%f#$%b#$%#a$^cu%$f@#$ingbrainholes,[/color][/i] Deathedge thought as a vein on his head popped.

Turning around, the white-haired man marched past the people he just brushed by earlier, cracking his knuckles.

"[color=6ecff6]It's A-OKAY, MY CHILD![/color]" Disc proclaimed as he laughed like crazy, rolling back to where he picked up Penn for some really odd reason. "[color=6ecff6]I will find the nurse! But first, where's the nurse?! WHERE'S THE CHOPPAH?![/color]

"[color=6ecff6]WHERE DID ARNOLD GO?![/color]"

Right as Baylor asked a question out loud, the white-haired man raised a hand as he walked toward the disco-maniac... before delivering a simple chop at the dancer's head. Disc fell face-flat on the ground and dropped the boy, automatically proceeding to perform a bunch of breakdances as he screamed "[color=6ecff6]AGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! GET TO THE CHOPPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!![/color]"

Attempting to preserve the sanity of the person who nearly went into a dizzy hellhole of confusion, Deathedge picked up the boy (Penn) before walking a little away from the breakdancing Disco King.

Putting down the person, the white-haired man grumbled, "[color=ed1c24]It's bad to touch insanity. Go get some people who won't fling you around like a ragdoll.[/color]"

With that said, Deathedge could not help but notice how feminine the person looked. He wondered if the person actually had no gender at all, which was why he kept on referring to the frail figure as "a person." Scratching the back of his head, Deathedge began to head toward where he original went towards before noticing a dark-haired woman and a boy who looked as if he were about to use something similar to Deathedge's powers (Blood Manipulation).

He gave the man with the red cloth (Leon) a somewhat worried look before turning to the woman next to him ([color=ed1c24]Evelyn[/color]), who made him look even more worried. Despite becoming arrogant to a certain extent due to exposure to hard-headed weirdos at his home, it was still evident that Deathedge had feelings... feelings that miraculously went unnoticed for so many years. Cursing his own looks, the white-haired student glanced at the woman ([color=ed1c24]Evelyn[/color]) who now frowned at something.

(Un)fortunately for Deathedge, the familiar aura of the devil crept back into him. Fearing that people would notice his extremely misunderstood and awkward presence, Deathedge decided to get moving again. He dusted his black coat as he walked on ahead, though, unbeknownst to him, a silver locket fell on the ground. The man soon vanished from the scene; a signature trait that seemed to define him in the [color=ed1c24]Bloodedge Chronicles[/color].

...Though, he did not even know of such a thing like [color=ed1c24]Bloodedge Chronicles[/color] yet. And the day he hears of it would be the first and last time he would ever want to know about it.

[center][hider=The Locket][img]http://ep.yimg.com/ay/tpa/the-vampire-diaries-inspired-elena-s-antique-silver-locket-2.jpg[/img]

The locket is locked. A tiny two-number key combination is required to unlock it.

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The back of the locket has the words "A dozen without two halves" on it.
The current lock number is scrambled into "5 / 6".[/hider][/center]