Children of Organization XIII 6

Croma suddenly appeared in the cave. Looking at Itachi, he crossed his arms. "Who're you talking to?"

OOC: He doesn't look like raffaello.

 

Itachi turned to Croma. "Nothing. Just thinking a loud." He said blankly.

 

OOC: OC Form
Name: Croma
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Element: Twilight
Powers: He can shapeshift like Raffaello and strong magiks..
Child Of: Revealed later.
Weapon: A staff.
Personality: Cold and cruel, he loves to pick at people's bad points to make them angry or upset.
Appearance:

BIC:

Croma smirked. "Thats the first sign of madness you know."

 

Itachi's face had no expression. "Maybe I have gone insane."
"Hurry up Itachi. You know I don't like to be kept waiting." The voice mumbled.

 

Croma raised an eyebrow, looking around. "taling to yourself my arse. I can hear it too."

 

Itachi sighed. "Alright then. You're the boss." He said to the shadows. Fire gathered in his palm.

 

Croma crossed his arms, glaring at him. "Pfft, i'm not scared."

 

An entire fire ball was in Itachi's palm. He took a bottle from his pocket, and put a drop on it. The fire turned purple. He put the bottle back, and attacked.

 

Croma jumped back, dodging the attack.

 

The fire shot out towards Croma.
The voice laughed manically.

 

Croma dodged again but it skimmed his front. His eyes widened as his shirt burned away. Covering himself up, he pulled his cloak around his front. That was too fuucking close.

 

Itachi smirked. "The poison I put in the fireball is in you. You have three days until the poison reaches towards your brain and kills you."

 

Croma smirked. "It only hit my shirt, nothing more." He adjusted his cloak and attached it around him.

 

Itachi shook his head. "The fire slightly touched you when it burned your shirt."
Clapping noises came from the shadows. "Well done, Itachi."

 

Croma frowned and turned around, pulling away his cloak. Pulling away the remains of his shirt slightly, he frowned as he looked at his chest. Right across it was a burn mark that was blue. Oh fuuck... I can get help now! Everyone would see them... He bit his lip then put his cloak around him again. Croma faced Itachi, scowling. "Heh. I can always use Raffaello as a body like I did before after this one dies. Then i'll regain a new one!"

 

Itachi frowned. "You have been warned." He disappeared.

 

Croma dropped to the floor as he left and held his chest. "Three days to bloody well live... Well this is great."

 

The voice laughed slightly. A warping portal opened in the shadows, and then disappeared.

 

Croma frowned, thinking. "Go get help, live but damage my rep? Or die here and go back into Raffaello."

 

Exwar sighed. He got up, and went into the hallways.
Saske had fallen asleep on his bed.