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Let's start in the beginning, when the Fall happened. Rachmiel, the Angel of Mercy, was an Archangel of Heaven before she fell when she followed The Morning Star out of Heaven and to a battle against God, however at the last second, she fought with the other angels that had turned against Lucifer. Still, she was cast out of heaven with the others, only able to keep her wings and a few special characteristics. Now, she was trapped on Earth, and she traveled the world, but one thing was always the same.

He always came. Different names every time, but every eighteen years she would find him after he had been reincarnated and they would fall in love all over again, but there was one problem. Whenever they would kiss, he would die, killed by the shadows that haunted him and by awakening the memories of his past lives. At first, she would seek him out, but as she tried to run from her, he always seemed to find her on his eighteenth year of living. But all he would feel was a pull towards her, never knowing who she really was until his moment of death, the moment he asked her to kiss him.

The boy is sent to a reform school after the mysterious death of a girlfriend. She was burned to death in a fire that he was near, however besides some burns, he escaped unscathed. But he does not remember the fire, nor what happened before it. The police thinking he had set it, sent him to a reform school to try and work past his anger and seeming anti-socialistic behavior.

When he first gets there, he sees a girl that is all too familiar, but he has never met before. Determined to get closer to her, he tries all he can, but wait, there seems to be another girl that wants his attention. It seems though as if this new girl is hiding something, and she is from the wrong side, though he does not know that.

Tomia saw him and she knew that he was not safe on that first day. She tried to push him away, but watched as Arianna tried to take up with him, and she knew she had to protect him. but how could she do that without him knowing who she is, and who he is to her? Can she hide her feelings?

Name: Bastion

Age: 18

Role: The Memory Deprived Boy

Bio - Bastion was a man of mystery behind him, why did he die whenever he kissed that one girl, why did he somehow always find her, and why did he forget everything that happened to him. Without her he was just a normal human (I assumed he was a human, not an angel), he was semi shy with people, and incredibly quiet to most people. But when he got comfortable with people he interacted better with them. Though his life was incredibly weird, he had been blamed for the death of a former girlfriend and sent to a reformatory, when there was nothing wrong with him. What was there for him in his life, and would he find that one girl again?

Bastion woke up in the same old room as he had been in for the past year or two, with the same old roommates, he dressed up in the same old clothes that he brought with him from the house he once called a home. He then prepared to give a tour to some of the new reforming students, he brushed his teeth, took a nice shower, combed down his once messy and bedraggled hair, got dressed in his nice clothes and greeted the day with the same old face. He was for some reason considered one of the best kids in the reformatory, mostly because there was almost nothing wrong with him that could be found on the surface, it was almost as if one could tell just by looking at him, that he didn't belong here.

Bastion walked down the staircase, pausing for a moment as he looked down at the large crowd of new people who were entering the reformatory. His normal instincts told him to not go down and join the crowd, go back upstairs, hide away from the large crowd of people. But he was sure if he performed well here he would be able to get out of this prison sooner, so he willed himself to walk down the steps towards the crowd. He got to the bottom and walked over slowly to look at the crowd, he was suppose to meet some members of the group and get to know some of them, it wasn't something he was very good at, but he would have to do it. Once he was among the crowd he was pushed around a bit, and after a moment he just decided to stop moving and try to gather his bearings, when he stopped he noticed a white, almost silver strand of hair that seemed to make him have a moment of pause. He then saw a pair of eyes look at him, and he couldn't help but look back for a moment before the girl looked away. He stared for a moment then went to get her attention only to be stopped by other people pushing him to the side, where he fell to his side and tripped, falling to the floor with a loud thud.

Bastion, after falling to the ground had a few moments of delightful kicking, and being stepped on. He didn't think anyone around him was doing this on purpose but regardless the kicks and occasional steps onto his body hurt because of his thin frame. Then it seemed like a light had shone down on him as he looked up and saw a hand, he reached up and grabbed it using his strength and the strength of the hand to pull himself up. The slightly feminine hand held within his own was soft, small he almost didn't want to ever let go of it, and then he heard words, he was okay now that he could hear this voice that made his ears melt like chocolate in a microwave. He looked up at the girl for the moment he could, a nice smirk, as if his trip amused her and a sparkle in her eyes, but something about those eyes also told him not to continue on thinking about the girl.

As soon as the girl let go of his hand she disappeared into the crowd again, but he could see her hair over the crowd with a group of friends, probably ones she had been sent here with. He didn't exactly see much else as when he went to go talk to the girl again the tour guide about to lead the group stopped and silenced everyone, introducing some of the students already at the reformatory. Bastion used this as a cue to run to the front, him along with another four kids stood next to the guide, the tour guide placed a hand on Bastion's head as he introduced the boy, "This is Bastion, one of the schools fastest recovering student, if anyone has any questions just ask this kid." The guide said then moved on to introduce the other three kids. The whole time Bastion was being introduced he looked down to the ground and got slightly red, he was obviously not very comfortable with being the center of attention.

Bastion stared down at the ground as the tour guide went on to the next child to introduce them, the room was silent besides the talking of the guide until something broke the silence. A girls giggling, a girls giggling filled the room softly and that didn't make the guide happy. Why did the girl start laughing when he was introduced? He lowered his head again even further then reached up and scratched the back of his head awkwardly as he tried to avoid looking at the other students. He then listened as the guide hounded out the girl, some girl named Tomia, he couldn't tell who among the crowd that was, but something told him he probably didn't want to know.

But then he heard the same smooth voice he heard earlier, the one that was connected to the nice white hair and soft small hand. He looked up to see if her could find the girl again but couldn't see past the many other students so he was left in the dark. After another few minutes of the Guide talking about the many rules of the reformatory and things like curfew and such. Then they started to move, Bastion waited till all of the new students were in front of him, then he followed along behind all of them. He spotted the girl Tomia among the crowd, at some point he would need to stop her and possibly talk to her, normally he wouldn't care about most people, but for some reason he was incredibly drawn to the girl, something about her. They walked passed the classrooms he was all too familiar with the guide kept speaking to everyone about the various details of the school.

Bastion followed along behind the crowd, watching as the many different classrooms were stopped in, then passed by. Math, Science, History, then his personal favorite, Psychology. When they stopped in all of the classrooms he always stayed back for a minute or two to say hello to all of the different teacher, they all loved him because he was a good student. He then ran to catch up to the group, seeing they were all leaving the gym he ran to catch up to them only to see the one girl Tomia, leaving the gym after everyone else. He was so close to her, and he almost gathered the courage to stop her then and there and talk to her, but she ran fast back to her friends.

Bastion then idly watched and followed along as the tour went on, now the tour was near the end and the guide was showing the new boys and girls their dorm rooms, this happened to be his dorm as well and many of the students were being assigned rooms, his dorm on the fifth floor could hold two people, as many of these rooms could, and looking through the group of people there may not have been enough room in the dorm to fit all of the people in their own dorms, he hoped he didn't have to share a dorm with anyone weird or loud.

Bastion stood by the front of the door as the rest of the students received their dorm rooms, the whole time he looked out at the bleak lawn and other assorted dead plants that came along with it. For a minute or two he stepped back outside, he walked around the dormitory looking at some of the plants, he reached out and felt the dry brittle leafs that hung dead on the plants. He walked around to the side of the building and found the hose that the building had that no gardeners never came to use, the dorm was the least of the workers worries. He stared up the hose and walked around watering some of the plants, and at some point spraying it so that it rained down on the grass, sadly some of it rained on him and he was noticeably wet from his hair to his shoulders.

He then walked back into the dormitory, now slightly soaked from shoulders up, he had returned just in time to hear who he was assigned with, apparently he was with some guy named Dylan. He couldn't pick out who that boy was yet, but he was certain to meet him soon. He then heard Tomia who got paired with some other girl named Arianna. He was stared at harshly by the guide, she stared at him for a moment then after most of the students had left he got hounded out for playing with the hose and that wasting water wasn't a good thing, though the conversation ended with him receiving a small pat on the head and he was sent off to his dorm. But before he started walking up the stairs he walked over to the girl Tomia, and stood there for a moment before he found the courage to speak to her.
"Um... Hello."

Bastion looked at the girl, he tried not to look like he was staring at her creepily, nor did he really want the girl to think he was a stalker, he kinda did stalk her a bit, but he wasn't a stalker. He stood there for a moment listening as the girl spoke, he just looked into her large sparkling red eyes and seemed to just get lost in them, almost to the point where he wasn't paying attention to them. Then he found himself blushing softly after she tilted her head in a rather adorable manner, her bangs covering one of those eyes he was once mesmerized by, but he didn't mind because he found something new to mesmerize him. His mesmerization didn't last too long once he heard the girl talk about her friend Dylan, he was mostly snapped back to reality once she uttered the words "special person", did that mean boy friend or something? He reached up and scratched the back of his head and gave a light laugh.
"Oh Y-Yeah, Dylan I'm looking forward to rooming with him... You know I saw him a moment ago he seems like a good guy. Um yeah I just thought, as you know... one of the people who's been here for a while I'd give some of the new people some... um... tips to surviving in this harshish area. Well it's not that bad but... it's not the most entertaining... Books... Books are really nice, I guess. I read allot of books, books are... great."
Bastion said, he sounded incredibly awkward and his inflection would change allot from normal to quiet to almost unhearable as if he was mumbling to himself to try and make some form of conversation with the girl but new he was failing. He then scratched his arm softly, the rough sound his shirt made seemed to fill the air around them in the strange silence that seemed to normally follow this boy. He then chuckled again nervously and looked at the girl pushing his glasses up with his free hand.
"Sorry, obviously you knew all of this, you look like the smart kind... You also kinda look like someone that gets along well with the teachers so I'm sure you'll... Um survive this place well and um... I guess move on in life and get passed this... I'm sorry I'm wasting your time. I'm sure you'd..."
He said then just stopped himself from talking and he looked at the girl,he felt completely mesmerized by her again, he couldn't help it sometimes. The awkward tension in the air wasn't uncommon for him, but it felt so strange with this girl because he was comfortable with this tension, as if he'd felt it one million times.