The wind was still. Not a single rustle down the street to her left. Just the cracked pavement and some abandoned buildings. She clenched her teeth tightly as she twisted the handlebar off of an abandoned broom that was left in a nearby building. With a yank, the head of the broom came loose and she was left with a staff as long as she was tall, the broken metal at the end twisted to form a point. She examined the sharpness with her golden lizard eyes. Nodding, she set off.

Odette should be starving by now. It had been almost a week and a half since she has had even a slight morsel to eat. The little girl wouldn't have much longer. Lucia tensed, her clamp on the broomstick tightened. If they were to survive in this world without their mother, she would have to take control.

A snarl ripped through her angled teeth as she walked on, the musty orange sky hanging low above her.

Around her everything was in shambles. Buildings were leaning against each other, their windows broken and gaping. The sidewalks were crumbles of cement, roads were split into two by huge cracks. Telephone poles stood crooked and arched, their wires tangled in impossible loops and knots. Most of the traffic lights were busted. The ones that managed to live, flickered on and off in irregular beats. Ashes floated like bubbles in the air. The sky resumed this sort of peculiar murky orange color. Eversince the Dark Days, the ashes never truly faded into the atmosphere. 50 years later, the sky was still orange. The clouds were still a dark grey. It was as if the gods had set the heavens on fire.

Lucia never seen it herself but she imagined that before the mutations occured, the city must've been a very beautiful place. Clear skies, shiny chrome buildings and streets as smooth as mirrors. It must've been a lovely place to live. She could still pick out some beauty in her broken surroundings. The multicolored sky right around twilight, when the orange complimented the darkening time. The smoothness of the shattered marble pieces of an old building titled the City Hall. The remains of a glorious statue of a beautiful woman holding a torch. The stars that, though dim, faught to keep alight during the night.

But other than those little things, the world in which Lucia lived in was a living nightmare. The humans left long ago. Long before she was born. And the world they left behind was not one to be missed. With a city like this, ratted down and infested with monsterous beasts, Lucia thought it was smart for the humans to leave while they still had the chance.

But she cannot shake the vendetta that had seeded itself within her. Why do they get to thrive in a pretty city up in the sky? Why don't they have to go through the hardships that the rest of them go through?

She tilted her head back and caught a glimpse of the familiar oblong disk that floated in the distance. Ontop of the plate was a plethora of little rectangles and squares. It was a sight familiar to the inhabitants of the Downworld. It was a reminder of the Abandoning.

The world receding from the Great War was not a beautiful one. The world was engulfed in complete destruction. An imbalance in the galaxy caused cosmic radiation to plummet straight to earth. Mixed with the nucleic radiation from the bombs, exposure to the outside suddenly became deadly.

The radiation caused mutations on some of the human population. Those who absorbed a great deal of radiation mutated into morbid creatures that barely looked like their human bodies. Those who absorbed little to medium radiation kept their humanoid body-types but grew characteristics like horns, extra limbs, estranged wings and the like. As their physical bodies changed, so did their internal structures.

Some of the lucky mutated started to develop peculiar abilities. Telekenisis. Inhuman strength. Enhanced hearing. Heat-vision. etc.

As the population morphed into disgusting creatures, the enviroment started to decay as well. The radiation fizzled most plants. Those who survived mutated themselves. Turning into poisonous, oversized life forms. There is only a handful of beautiful plants left. Buildings eroded for when a storm came, the rain took the toxins in the atmostphere down with them. Smoke and debri littered the air. Those who absorbed much radiation became rabid beasts that hunt and tear anything that they see fit.

Those few humans who were spared from the mutations locked themselves in a barrier. The elite of the human population worked for years to build a city that is designed to keep them away from the chaos of world around them. It came to them that the only way they were to avoid the destruction was to build the city out of both the beasts' and the radiation's reach.

And so the floating city was born.

Those who had no radiations in them resided in the floating city. Those who absorbed even the slightest bit of radiation were left behind to thrive under the harsh conditions and constant danger from the beasts.

And thus, the humans abandoned their own kind.

Those mutants who still were capable of emotion and rational thought began to feel a deep hatred for being left behind. What's more. Every year, the humans of the floating city extract one of the mutations every year to examine them for scientific purposes. Though it wasn't a big deal when a beast was taken, the humanoid mutations experienced great despair for having their only loved ones taken away from them.

They were basically treated as animals and tossed aside to live in such a nightmarish setting with no hope of ever getting into the floating city. Even if they did build their own settlement they still live in a world where they have on peace of mind, no steady food supply and constant danger. (as told by Trowa)

One day, the mutations decide to finally fight back. A humanoid mutation volunteers herself to be a part of the yearly examinations as a secret spy. She is taken to the Floating City and what she sees is heartwrenching

Deep inside the hallow portion of the moon lives a lunar being called Eleia. She lives inside the moon in a spiritual forest that creates lunar energy. Apperantly the energy has the ability to replenish and purify life.

What the spy sees while she's in the Floating City is that the humans have somehow found a way to harness that lunar energy for themselves. But instead of using it to REBUILD the broken world beneath them, they use it in vain. To extend their own lives artificially, for use of entertainment as light shows or beauty products and fashion. Slowly, they use up the lunar energy for themselves in trivial ways when they could be saving countless lives.

The spy sends down the information back to Earth through her mutated ability, image telepathy. The sight is the last straw for the mutations. It angers them enough to band together and think of a plan to somehow infiltrate the city in mass numbers and hijack the energy source for themselves. Spurred with their betrayal and hatred for their brethren, the mutations push forward with all their efforts.

A revolution has been sparked.

Old Stuff From Her Old Character

-insert drawing of stone tablet here-

You decide to pick it up and examine the artifact. The words were eroded into the moss-covered rock in such a way that you could barely make them out.

It wasn't like it was your fault for getting lost in The forests near Geraptiku. Your friends had been the culprits for they had whole-heartedly believed that the prank would be immensly hysterical. You, however, do not find it amusing at all. Especially now that you have gotten lost. It was around noon time but the sun could not surpass the density of the leaves above. It was like a thick blanket that soaked up every ounce of sunlight.

You turn your attention back to the stone tablet and strain to read what it said. To your dismay, it was written in a language that you could not decipher. The letters were sqaddled and scratched on in harsh markings and thick lines. The letters -if you could call them letters- were rough, drawn with quick strokes. You twist and turn the artifact, hoping that you could somehow magically read it.

Taleet vashten enkai tes.

Your heart skips a best as the voice rang in your ears. You twist your head around in alarm only to see nothing but rustling leaves.

That who shall be nurtured in the hands of a daemon.

This time, the voice came from infront of you. Snapping your head forward, you nearly fainted from the shock of an individual standing infront of you.

It was a woman. Clad in black garments, her red skin almost glowed in the contrast. Her hair was a striking electric blue, her eyes were a deep midnight aqua, the irises a liquid golden. They seemed to illuminate in the dark. Her smile stretched wide, her jaw crooked and disfigured. Amidst her lips, two yellow teeth poked outward. Her posture was a bit tilted, her hands before her, long fingers in a claw-like action. However, what astonished you the most was what looked like blue fire smoking from her hands, feet, and tail. She was attractive. Yet not in the way that you see often. More like in a sinister way. She resembled some sort of daemon. Or a dark being.

Taleet vashten enkai tes. She said again and you step back in alarm. That is what the stone says.

You were frozen in your spot, your heart pounding in your chest. What should you do? Should you run? Or...

Do you talk at all?

Her voice was demanding, demeaning. The way the venom rolled off her tongue was intoxicatingly horrendous, yet it was somewhat appealing in a way that made you think twice about engaging in a conversation with her in the first place.

Her words then seeped into your realm of understanding. "D-Does it really?" You sputter, "How did you know?" You weren't really curious. The only thing you were curious about was getting straight out of the way. This woman, whomever she was, made you increasingly uncomfortable.

Because the phrase pertains to me.

You were somewhat not suprised. So she was cursed? That would explain the dark blue fire and the eyes that sent chills down your spine.

Where are you from?" You ask, feeling a little less scared. However, the look on her face made you hesitate. She snickered silently, her eye closed tightly in amusement. She trembled, her laughter was dinging. Like a haunting bell. It seemed to bounce off the trunks of the trees and spring around the dense forest.

I'm from the Village of Altek. East of Geraptiku. And may I ask, traveller, what you are doing here in this forest. It isn't safe to be wandering around so late at night.

You eyes quickly shot open. Altek? You've never heard of such a village. Then again, you never really associated with the City of Geraptiku anyway. The area around here always gave you the creeps.

My friends had abandoned me here. I was simply wondering if there was a way out of this jungle?" Your voice came out much stronger than you had expected.

The creature -looked like some sort of acara?- chuckled. If they abandon you, they aren't your friends now are they? The question pondered within your head but before you can answer, she spoke again, her voice low and melancholy now. I once thought my village was my friend. Until they left me out here all alone. She clenched her fists and your heart started to pound. What if, in her anger, she exploded into a rampage? You weren't exactly in the best position if such a thing were to happen.

Those selfish disgusting rats. They blame it on me. she mumbled. You wanted to badly to leave her be and get on with your route in finding your way out. However, her appearance scared you in a way that it even intimidated to shift from one foot to the other.

They left me, they did. The curse of Lucian. Then she snapped her head up to face you and you were suddenly engulfed into her golden and black eyes. They penetrated towards the back of your skull and you shiver. Tell me human, do you believe in the curse?

You were struck speechless. You didn't even know what kind of curse she was pertaining to, much less chosen whether to believe it or not. "U-um. If you don't mind me asking... What curse are you-

What Curse!!! Ahaha! This human claims that they do not know the curse!

You were startled by her sudden interruption and outburst. Her voice was raised so loudly that you swore that the jungle trees nearby rattled.

You clutched the stone tablet with tight fingers and shielded yourself with the rock. "Well, I'm not from here so-"

It doesn't matter if you were not from here. Shakmet nvas vextap!She spoke in her foreign language, You should be aware of the dangers before you come and venture in these lands.

I apologize for being so ignorant." You mumble mostly out of fright that she might create another outburst.

My name is Lucy, and I will rid you of your naivety and inform you of my story. She hesitated, But we must move to a more secluded area. Even the trees evesdrop in this cursed jungle. She looked around, as if paranoid that someone unwelcome might be around. "Come human. I shall tell you about the orgins of the writing on the tablet that you hold so obliviously in your palms.

With that, she took your hand and a cold sensation tingled from where she held you. She then pulled and led you into the dankness of the ancient jungle.

Full-Name: Lucielle Veiga
Known As: Lucy
Species: Acara
Color: Mutant
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Occupation: Rogue
Relations: Reincarnation of Lucian

Lucy was born in the village of Altek some 19 years ago. However, while she started her life, her mother had ended hers. Lucy's father had left the village before his daughter was born so the little newborn was left with nobody. She was then put to the household of her aunt, her father's sister, to grow up.

Lucy had been a playful child, happy and cheerful, she especially grew an interest in fire. Every night, she would stay up against her Aunt's rules and sneak out to watch the village fire dances that took place at the end of each month.

Around when Lucy was 7 years of age, the village began experiencing mysterious phenomenon such as some villagers found dead with no red liquid on the site, buildings found completely crumbled when no earthquakes had taken place and animals gone hysterical and paranoid.

Nobody could make out the reasons as to why such events were occuring. However, the village Oracle hypothesized that the underground shrine where the the evil archer, Lucian, was sealed away many years before (Scroll down and read "The Curse of Lucian") may have something to do with it. Eventually, word spread and people began to worry.

Lucy, being an adventurous, 7 year-old girl, accepted a dare from her friends to stay in this underground shrine for about half an hour. During her visit there, she was suprised to see midnight blue fire blazing the walls. Turns out that she was the only one to have seen such wonders. When the villagers had entered to inspect the shrine the night before, they found nothing out of place. Even the urn or Lucian's supposed soul was untouched from the time it was set in place.

When she entered the deepest part of the shrine, Lucy shivered from a draft that appeared out of nowhere. At the sight of the urn where Lucian was supposudly sealed attracted her for a reason she couldn't decipher. The blue fire continued on burning and it dazzled the girl. Somehow, with a slight wave to her arm, she somehow managed to make the fire obey. She grew fascinated and continued on playing with the element. It interested her how despite it being fire, it was incredibly chilly to touch as it wrapped itself in her fingers. As a child, she had no idea what she was doing and she molded the heat into several shapes, entertaining herself with the colors and feel of the icey dark fire. She did not know, however, that this was the same fire that the dark archer, Lucian had been famous for controlling many years ago. This was the beginning of the end.

Lucy stayed in the shrine for way more than an hour and the children began to get worried. One of them brought the attention of the entire village and explained their dare. In alarm, some rescuers decided to bravely venture into the underground shrine and search for the little girl.

Once the first villager saw the little girl playing with the black fire, it was all over. Lucy was extracted from the shrine and sent home to her Aunt's house.

Small tremors of Earthquakes struck the village that evening.

That night, the village council held a meeting concerning the 7 year-old little girl. The Oracle dubbed Lucy as a daemon child being connected to the dark archer Lucian and explained that it would be to everyone's benefit if she was removed from the village. However, one council member argued that Lucy was still a child and that, being only 7, was much too young to be sent to venture out into the world. She explained that though Lucy may have a connection to the vile Lucian, she was still a member of the village.

This villager won the vote of the majority and Lucy was spared, at least for the time being.

However, just because she was saved from being abandoned into the jungle, the word eventually spread to "be aware of the cursed child."

The little acara simply woke up one day, asking her friends to play and was greeted with ignorance and sneers. Lucy, being completely oblivious, was at a loss for the reason. She began to notice that the villagers kept their distance, giving her peculiar looks as if she was some kind of monster. Even her Aunt seemed to be reluctant to be near her, leaving little Lucy wondering why everyone was treating her differently.

This behavior lasted until Lucy was about 19 years of age. During the course of those years, many more villagers were disappearing mysteriously and the earthquakes were getting more frequent. Many accepted it as Lucian's curse getting stronger every year. Eventually, with all the sneers and rude remarks, Lucy began to realize that she was cursed. However, she had grown up as a strong, outspoken woman who would bark back a comment twice the sting of one directed at her. Though she knew she would be severely punished for it, she sometimes would play around with her dark fire -which she learn to produce herself- in secret.

Finally, after a large tremor that nearly wiped out the entire village, the villagers went on a riot. They banged on Lucy's Aunt's door and demanded to destroy the now 19 year-old girl. Her Aunt reported this behavior to the Elders of the Council who came to the decision that Lucy was now old enough to be sent out and that there will be no more delays.

Though she rebelled against the act, she was escorted by Village Guards high up in the mountains near Geraptiku blindfolded so she could not return. The village rejoiced, though her Aunt was melancholy despite her relief of the curse being broken. However, even with Lucy gone, the village still, up till now, experiences harsh "natural" disasters. Many postulate that it was Lucian's soul extracting revenge of them for banishing his connection. Others claim it is simply Mother Nature.

Lucy, now knowing the reason why she was banished, longs only to have her village accept her again. She roams the lands trying to make sense of Lucian's curse and attempt to find a way to lift it. Spunky, adventurous, and outspoken, she will not stop at anything to finally lift her curse and return to her village with open arms.

Lucy's Full Ref:
-WIP-