Thread: One in a Million (ThomasRHellsing & Kiandra_Black)

Thomas smirked at the man as if he knew a joke no one else did, Silly old fool, if it was that easy to kill me, I'd have done it decades ago and the word would be better off. Smirking at Eavenly he said But Alice is so much more fitting, a little girl going off on an adventure. Where beasts and monster lie in waiting only a self important cat to guide her, and keep her from running into something far worse then either of them can handle. The infamous assassin relaxed and fell backwards landing on air as if it were a hammock. He stretched out his arms and rose to about her shoulder level. His right leg hanging off of the rest of his body dangling similar to how he'd looked on the wall. No tricks, no illusions, the man chuckled as he said Why walk the bags when they seem perfectly capable of walking themselves. Looking at the bags, he said Hey you lot quit being lazy, up and at it! Come on, march one two three, march one two three, march one two three, march one two three. The bags stood at attention and followed Eavenly, Thomas floating beside her the bag on her shoulder trying to walk but it' short Stubby legs meant it looked more like a cat trying to reach the ground but was way too high. Thomas had a flash of doing this for a girl long ago. The pain wasn't' happening right now, no more needle, no more screaming, just him and the girl. Her sad because one of the meanest of the men had hurt her in a new way and more importantly broken her dolly. He remembered her crying despite the blood on her thighs, the dolly was what he cradled. He'd known then she'd be dead within a week. He'd done what he could to help using a small bit of his power making her dolly stand up and salute before reattaching it's head. She'd stopped crying and cheered for it. He hadn't been surprised when she hadn't come back from improvements a few days later the ones who cried never did, eve though he'd fixed the Dolly. He broke again not able to understand why it laughed at him, blaming him He couldn't' save himself much less her. For over a month that had been his cycle destroy the doll tired of it's looks then rebuild it just encase Alice came back. Then destroy it again, because it new as well as he did she'd never come back. Then remake it JUST ENCASE. Thinking about it now, he realized how pathetic it was, and yet stuck away somewhere in his dimension was the doll, still looking at it had back then. That was Thomas's ability, dimensional shifting however through decades of experimentation the laws of his universe were broken beyond measurement, which allowed him to control them, within reason. Thus giving him his own special abilities, invisibility, intangibility, even sending out small pockets of hi universe to effect things, for example in hiss universe luggage carried itself so he replaced his universes luggage with her luggage and it did as he ordered. It meant great things for him, and was fun most of the time, but occasionally memories he'd shunted off into it would bite him, such as the one about one of the original Alices. Shaking it off he said, Sorry Alice, was dealing with some of my memories, what were you saying? He knew that mischievous evil smile had been on his face, it was his go to expression. The facility hated criers, but smileys, smileys always came back. He genuinely smiled as he remembered burning that place down with the other subjects and doctors inside of it. Shaking away more memories he said, Sorry it happened again.