Very interestingly, just the other day, I ran into a boy in King's Row... Or rather, this boy ran into me. For once, in I don't know how long, I was trying a different route when it comes to dealing with the criminals of Paragon City. I was talking to them... Trying to get them to reason. Turns out, one of the Skulls I was dealing with in King's Row, was willing to talk and rethink his life choices...
But just as I was convincing him to do so, in comes this crazy kid. I didn't quite get his name... That would have been smart? Nor am I sure I gave him mine... That would have been even smarter. Eh. Well anyways. This kid, dressed in purple and an overcoat, comes in and messes with the minds of these Skulls and makes them go all crazy. One went off and committed suicide, and the other almost got away with it too, if it wasn't for me stopping her. And that's where the story between this kid and me started. Fighting over keeping a woman from committing suicide, with him for it, and me against it... 'Cause again, I was trying a different route.
So there we were, standing on a wall that looked over a steep drop into the traffic below, and I both confronted and opened up that kid to me. Here was a kid that hated people because of how he was treated... So he stuffed that hate and let it out as "jokes" against others, so he could get them before they could get him. Feels all too familiar in some ways, yet different in others. I see myself in that kid, but like, a worse off me. It's sad. He had no real home too, which made it worse. Now I've taken him under my wing, after a lot of talking him down and showing him other perspectives... And my first goal? Find him... And I guess now myself? A safe place to stay. All this time, I've been up in the clouds, keeping to myself at night... But I'm not going to expect a non-Alatash kid to come to join me in the clouds. I'll find a place... I have the connections. I guess meeting him took me off the streets too.