my name is Cassius “Cainn” Clay. i earned my nickname Cainn by always being trouble from a young age through my years until even as you read this. i am essentially a bad person, having seen my parents tortured when i was only twelve years old. they begged me to put them out of their misery, and i obliged. since then, i’ve killed almost daily. it’s like a drug to me. i try my best to only kill bad people, but that isnt always possible. i put a mask on my face which is based in apearence on that of medicine men in Gallileo’s time period. i wear a leather trenchcoat with a hood that stretches over my head tightly, concealing my face. all you can normally see is a lock of orange hair, the color of fire. wen i ramove my hood, my demeanor appears childish, as does my face, and my voice. this is a ruse to prevent people to see that i am there to kill. when i pull my hood up, i become deep voiced and deadly, uncaring and merciless. my powers are the ability to swim in anything solid as if it were water, and the ability to make you picture things in your mind. i carry three weapons, including a large machette which i refer to as Alice, and two modified pistols with many kinds of ammunition to which i refer to as Ebony and Ivory.
My name is Michael “Mickey” Greyson. my nickname is merely short for my first name. i ran away from home because my parents were embarassed by my powers, and i now reside in a forest nearby a college where i take alchemy class. i carry my keyboard everywhere, and it is my main weapon. i play music and sometimes sing as well, and i use my powers to use the music to heal, attack, or control people. i can only control ordinary people though. i use my music to keep me young forever, around the age of 13.