Family Links Visit Kiabor instead. Yeah, I guess he's ok Blah, Angel. Dat ultimate Goodie Two-shoes... Other pets Graphic and Music Links Link to This Page <a href="http://www.neopets.com/~dark_soultaker"> <img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v441/realitycrisis/darkbutton.gif" border="0" alt="pain is a gift nobody wants..."></a> My Quilt Patch <a href="http://www.neopets.com/~dark_soultaker"> <img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v441/realitycrisis/darkquilt.gif" border="0" alt="Pain is a gift nobody wants..."></a>	Intro Does the insane mind realize its own insanity? If it does then should it be considered sane? If someone is sane enough to recognize their insanity then are they sane? What causes the mind to break? Memories, abuse, confusion, questions of self identity? There are so many forms of insanity and not enough answers. A simple explanation just won't do the mind any justice. But let's be honest, no explanation is needed. Deep down everyone has an idea of what insanity is because everyone is a bit crazy to some degree. So what makes it insanity? The fact that no one admits it's there, not even to themselves. So back to the beginning. Does an insane person know he's insane and if he does...doesn't that prove he's sane? Confused?... That can't be helped. No one's stopping you from looking around, but don't even try to steal anything... Be careful, I'm familiar with all the "Tricks of the Trade Personal Data (I Don't Get You People) Personality - Dark, shady, and mysterious. Sometimes I can have that Leave me Alone attitude... don't take it personally. You might think of me as the strong/proud type, but actually I'm quite insecure. Whoa... Forget what I just said! What I really want to do for now is to inflict a bit of pain and cause some trouble but not for no reason... Location -None. I'm the lone wolf. Well, most of the time that is Identity - I'm a mutated shadow lupe. That's all. Not that you would care. No one knows who I am and I'll never let anyone one find out. I'm the shadow that you can never be sure of. I'm your imagination and a creation of misinterpretation. You'll never find me, no one's That good. Yes, go ahead and blame it on my shadow powers Identification - Black, that's my color, as anyone with a decent degree of intelligence can obviously see. Ugh, you want me to be more specific? Fine. I have glowing red eyes, a long tail, dragon scales, claws, a gold ring on my left ear, and flexible metallic wings. Happy now? Mate - You're joking right? Diet - Anything that has blood I'll kill and eat Likes -Devious and heartless individuals -The "other side" of Neopia -Sweet Sweet Revenge -The cover of night -Plain old trouble Dislikes -Anyone who want to be my friend -Those who try to be heroic -Vegetarians -Scientists -Rain My past - I started out as regular neopet, nothing special. I thought I was going to live an ordinary life but things took a turn for the worse when my first owner abandoned me when I was a pup. You inconsiderate humans! Why do you keep pets you'll only abandon! Those of us fortunate to survive the first year do so by turning to the "Dark Side" of Neopia. Too many evil doers? Quite complaining it's your fault to begin with. *Sigh* So I was young then, I messed with the wrong people and paid the price. Ended up as a lab rat in a top secret laboratory where scientists tested unstable products. When they were done with me I found myself confused and lost. Now I've been taken in by a new owner but I can only stay for so long. So you guessed? Smart. I'm now searching for that laboratory and I'll have my Revenge History What is behind the Terror Mountains? Why is only one side of Neopia shown? Do you know what's on the "Other Side?". No, Huh? I laugh at your ignorance, muahahahaha ect... So now you're probably thinking that you're going to get to learn good deal about me, huh? Hah! You won't learn a thing! If you think I'd tell you every single detail about my past you're wrong. You'll only be told the bare minimum and be thankful for even that. Ok, ok so I'll admit that I omitted some things... cuz they're embarrassing or because I just hate wasting my time telling people a whole Hollywood drama when most of you are just gonna walk away and forget in five minutes. Don't feel bad, I'll give you the outline I promised. Just leave me a mystery... because that's what I am even to myself. Only if I can remember everything that has happened to me... if only... Ah! I'm getting that annoying headache again... Who am I?..... From what I put together I found out that I used to be an ordinary shadow lupe, and just like any other neopet the instant we were born we were given out to owners. This is why I never knew much about my parents. It's nothing to cry over, that's just how most neopets start out in general. However if that was the end of my story it wouldn't be worth telling, so there's more... a lot more. Let's see, I had an owner, a decent home, and pretty much what your average neopet wants, or so I thought. But My owner eventually grew tired of playing with me after only a few weeks. It's the sad truth... not everyone remains in Neopia forever. So that owner left, leaving me alone, I waited and no one returned. From that day on I was forced to care for myself. I guess the scar of rejection never heals because I'll never trust anyone again... Ever! Surviving in Neopia without an owner is no joke, especially for previously domesticated pets as myself. I didn't know how to get a job and I couldn't make decent Np on my own, so I took risks. I turned to the darker side of Neopia and resorted to thievery, then used what money I earned to stay alive. My distrust of all others actually proved to be an advantage on the other side and I learned quickly. This world of deceit I understood better than anything else. I became fascinated with the dark magic of these parts because such power is fueled purely by the strength of the individual. To become one with the dark arts an individual must rely on only himself, knowledge, and a self centered desire for power. I suppose that I was the perfect candidate since my shadow abilities came next to naturally. (I'd probably have a better explanation for my powers if I'd known my parents better) You should know that I became a desperate student of the dark arts and those are the kinds that should be feared most. Eventually there wasn't a dark spell I couldn't break down, decipher and fuse with another, no magic or weapon I couldn't defend against, or person I couldn't read like an open book. I used my abilities to uncover secrets and useful information, which believe it or not, sold far better than any object in underground world. Well, in order to be successful at that I had to keep turned into current events, no mission nor crime escaped my attention. So when I was a bit more ready I took on the most dangerous missions a sane neopet would never agree to. I was confident, perhaps too much for my own good. I've done a lot of terrible things that I'm not even going to bother mentioning. I started out as a common thief, became a spy and assassin, then finally I was Dark the Soultaker... I was infamous, with each mission and kill I completed my reputation grew and my skills were in higher demand from several crime organizations. I was able to charge high prices and pretty soon I earned enough Np to retire and live whatever life I wanted to... but I was enjoying myself. Everything and everyone has an end though and mine came in the form of another plain old mission. If only I had known. The deal was simple enough. I was suppose to break into a top secret lab and steal the blueprints of their latest project. But it was a trap. I should have known, after all, I've made so many enemies in the past it's not even funny. I'll admit that it would have been better it they had handed me over to authorities but that's just not how the criminal mind works. I mean, whose afraid of the police? We've been running rings around the since forever. No I was handed over to one of the biggest underground organizations, an illegal laboratory where science and magic fused to create monstrosities you'll never be able to imagine. Shall I go on... Did you ever wonder where transmogrification potions, mutant paint brushes, gross foods ect... came from? Ever wonder what they were made of or who they were tested on? Well... I didn't need to wonder anymore (not that I ever did). Hah! and those were only the products that were "safe" enough to make it to the official shops. Can you even picture the things that were kept secret? All right, I'll continue... The entire lab was made up of abandoned pets used as test subjects (Big surprise). Due to my past I can understand the unimaginable lengths some people would go for money, but that doesn't mean I want to experience the madness first hand... Too bad, cuz I became one of their test subjects, just another number, another statistic. I witnessed their failed experiments. Double paint brushes, mixed morphing potions, unsuccessful battledome spells, first time medications and that's just the surface. There were neopets who wanted to turn themselves into gods. There were humans who wanted to become animals and then there were the unreleased mutation potions that turned pets into monsters intended to fight to the death for entertainment. All victims suffered from the constant lethal experimentation and poor living conditions. I refused most of it the best I could but my executioners were well informed of my abilities and very capable themselves. I all but died with each passing day. One of my worst experience was when I was injected with mutated dragon's blood. My body pained while adapting to it, and when it was over I came through looking like a draganic monster. Red eyes, claws... on my front side, metallic plates mercilessly sliced through living flesh resulting in scales. Wings of the same metallic material sprouted from my shoulders. Painful? Think of you worst dentist appointment ever and multiply that a thousand fold. After all this I supposed that I was to be used in the next death match and I was right. I was given another injection before the fight. It suppressed my mind and left me with my basic survival instincts. Kill! That was all. They released me into a ring. Walls rose from the sides to form a dome. They were transparent and looked like glass though they were anything but that. The walls were created from an ingenious fusion of science and magic creating a material resistant to both. Ironically, I had once helped the scientist who had created that material. Oh how those who hated and feared must have cheered when I walked into the dome. They wanted to witness my death no less. My opponent was released a second later. No, opponents to be more specific. I was one against ten. I didn't expect it to be a fair fight. If I had been myself during the fight I would have ran strategies through my mind. But because of the injection my mind only screamed Kill! It was certain death and my subconscious knew it. The first creature leapt forward, claws outstretched, baring abnormally large fangs. I collided with the beast and remember shredding it into pieces, doing the thing a favor really. Then the nine other monsters made their move... after that, the whole fights a blur. What I can remember was my desperation and need to survive. Then pure darkness and screams of terror. I was Not going to die, Not like this, Never, I'll Kill Them All! I didn't know it at the time but I had unlocked a new level dark energy. The sides of the dome cracked then split open. I flew away... sped away like a passing bullet. I didn't have a clue where I was going, wasn't even thinking about that to tell you the truth. I was too focused on getting away. Must have been more exhausted than I thought though, because no more that fifteen minutes later I dropped right out of the sky. That wasn't the worst of it. The injection destroyed my memory. Not all of it. I remember what I've been though and all the tragic events that still haunt my nightmares but the serum's most important role was accomplished... Names and faces float around inside my head and I'm unable to match any of them. Even worse... I have trouble piecing together the order of events that took place. It drives me crazy! Believe me when I say that having half a memory is worse than having none... I did eventually recover physically due to the help of some weird family. They decided to take me in. I thought the decision was stupid. Who would help a stranger, a stranger who would kill and betray you in an instant. But I didn't do either, they were the first to show any form of care towards me ever since... ever since I can remember... My mental state never healed. The family was okay but nothing lasts forever. I left. I needed to search for my identity and my past but most of all I wanted revenge..... Story Now here's what I do remember. Random stuff that came along after that whole incident. So if you're bored, well you must be if you stayed here so long. Either that or you have a death wish. Maybe you'll read my story, maybe you wont. I don't care. Well then, after the whole laboratory incident I vowed to destroy that lab. You're crazy if you think I'll just let them get away with what they did to me! The more I think about it the angrier I get... I Will Have My Revenge!!! Each day I forced myself to try to remember and each day something new would come to me but like all the other fragments of my mind, they don't make sense, none of my memories made sense. But over time I was able to create a rather poor sketch of my previous life, that's why you were able to read that cruddy history of mine up there. So faces and names floated around in my broken mind, they still do. But I'm not stupid, no where near that. What I did remember I put to good use. I spent years searching for the people I knew from my past and when I found them I forced out every bit of information they had. Most were people I've worked for or with in my darker days. A clue here and a clue there. I spent all my time working backwards, killing those who failed to open their pathetic mouths. From the information I've gathered I figured out the lab mission I was given, the sick joke. Then I searched for my employers. There were only so many criminals who can be linked to the illegal laboratory, all top class crime lords so I had a vague idea of where I should start looking. It turned out that my former "employers" had one hell of a reputation in the underworld so that only made the search a whole lot easier on my part. When I finally learned the location of their headquarters, I entered disguised as some ancient artifacts dealer...everyone thought I was dead and it was better to keep it that way, the less people who knew me the better. I actually did go through the trouble of stealing some ancient artifacts... my act had to be believable you know. So I went around talking about how the stuff I was selling would increase the success rate of future crime operations and what not. After a few false faced conversations I learned about the mission I was given and the laboratory I was supposed to break into and soon after I also learned of its location. So I left, disappeared without a trace once more on my search for that lab. When I arrived at the supposed location of the laboratory I found nothing, nada, just a big empty space. No trace that a building has ever been there, the place was deserted, filled nothing but over grown foliage. Then after talking to some locals I came to the conclusion that the lab had moved. It still exists, I'm sure of that. It just changed its location and not for the first time too. I mean, what kind of illegal laboratory is dumb enough to stay in one place. But still, it got my spirits down. How much longer would I have to search and where do I start looking again. I needed time to think, to clear my mind. So I went back to the location of the laboratory and just sat there, hoping in vain that some suppressed memory of mine would reveal itself and point me in a direction. Well, I got something close to that. While taking the closer look at the place I came across an old ally. I didn't recognize him at first but he remembered me. It was a gallion a deceased one to be exact, thankx to the lab. The ghost of a petpet couldn't rest in peace for obvious reasons. Odd, he seemed to have been waiting for me all this time. Now I continue my search, and this freeloader tags along. Ok, in my current state traveling with a companion is better than traveling alone. So he stays and receives the name Venom. I allow his company only because the creature was and is quite resourceful. Talk about getting it off your chest The Freeloader This is Venom, my dead Gallion. He's a creepy little fellow, which is just the way petpets should be in my opinion. In the laboratory he was my neighbor.(Meaning that our cells were right next to each other) We teamed up in an attempt to escape once... Not going to get into that. Anyway, Venom lost his life. I haven't seen him for more than a year but we were reunited when I vowed revenge on that lab. Now Venom is a ghost and I'm good with spirits. He may be even more useful as a ghost than he was alive and he doesn't mind my reasoning because we both have something in common. Neither will rest until those responsible for the laboratory pay the ultimate price... Oh, in case you were wondering about the Zytch, it's a gift from Kyria's sister. Why it attached itself to Venom is beyond me. Ghosts don't have blood which is a Zytch's main source of food... but Toxic does seem a bit different than other petpetpets...... Some People I Know Family -Kyria is the human who found and took me in... well, it could be worse..... Ok, ok she isn't too bad but that doesn't mean I'll trust people. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself so I don't really need an owner. Get it straight, I Don't Need An Owner! -This is Kiaborwolf. Kyria introduced me to him, probably to get me to trust her or something. So about Kiaborwolf... Well, to most neopets he's just Kiabor and obviously he's a wolf. What's a wolf doing in Neopia? Go read his story to find out yourself. Kiabor is the first wolf I've meet but he's ok. Anyway, he likes to call himself my brother. Pfft, he has a long way to go -Angel is annoying and that word pretty much sums it up for me. She doesn't agree with anything I want to do and she keeps blabbering about being nice to others. Ch'a right, what planet did she come from? Do I even want to know? Not! I shall spend the rest of my miserable life trying to avoid her... My Associates -Ah Nightmare, I have yet to know him. Like myself, he is a tortured soul, bound by hardships I wish every fortunate pet to one day experience. Well, that's why we make a good team. But I do prefer to work alone. We have gone our seperate paths and I doubt I'll ever see him again some day. Perhaps this is for the best. -I met Zaina when I was in a critical situation. I owed her but now we're even. It's not a bad thing, but now she wants to accompany me on my search for a certain laboratory but I don't think that's such a good idea... for obvious reasons -I just met Kraezin and I can tell that she has had quite a past (not too different from myself). It's too bad she can't remember any of it though. I can relate to that. My memory problems are also continuing to grow. After some discussion, we've teamed up in an attempt to recover her memory. -Ecipse seems to be the demonic type. Her curiousity and perhaps fate has led her to help me with my latest assignment. We're tracking the myterious Shadowbane and it looks like we're going to be fighting a lot of his undead pawns on the way. I hope she knows what she's getting herself into. Those who travel with me usually don't last too long...	Statistics Name- Dark_Soultaker Shortened- Dark Slave- Kyria Species- Mutated shadow lupe Gender- Brute Rank=24 Hit Points=17 Strength=38 Speed=19 Defense=31 IQ=35 Skills- I have the power of the shadows, most I've learned on my own some where given to me by such as the Dark Faerie for completing her quests. Not much is known about this type of power, even I'm still discovering it slowly Height- Do I look tall? It's because the neck isn't it? I used to be 65cm but I have dragon blood in me so there's no telling how big I'll get