have you seen my son -- ghost

[tori]

Game over.

What a weak and simpering thing he was, a real piece of work for the Ascendants to deal with. Well, at one point anyway. He knew he hadn't been around much, he'd failed his one objective. It was pathetic really, how he couldn't even do that much in his life. He wished his mother had never created him, or at the very least let him perish after birth as was traditional for runts of the litter. But no, he'd made it this far now and regretted his decision to do so, however involuntary it was. But that was okay, it was all okay. He'd found ways to dismiss the bitterness for the time being, at least leading up to the period of nothingness and his presence being slim.

So if he was happy, where did he go?

Ah, that was a mystery, but it was a case of him isolating and wandering about, sometimes bringing food back, sometimes bringing nothing back. Depended on what he'd found. But sometimes thing went awry, and such a time had fallen on him rather quickly, and he was not in the least bit prepared. You could say he had a run in with a wandering rogue, things went sour, and Alex soon found himself in some trouble.

A wandering dog, that's what they were, rippling muscles and evidence of torn flesh, much too feral looking to be friendly, old blood had stained it's strong legs, they were cut up and looked chewed on. A flash of silver around their neck caught his eyes, however Alex couldn't make much sense of what it was.

A stick snapping in the distance among the wood is what got this creature's attention, whipping their head around and catching Alex in their sight, the only living creature in the current vicinity. His blood ran cold when his brown eyes met blue, but they were not pretty as much as they were intimidating to him.

They were cloudy, they were full of fear, they were full of desperation. There was so much he couldn't decipher behind those eyes.

Alex was not a fighter, he was nothing. He had lost the altercation before it had even started, and there was no chance to get away now. They were stronger than he was, a beast fueled by pure impulse and...emotion? The only saving grace Alexander had was a sense of stability, but there was only so much he could do.

They were scared. They were scared of him and yet, as this creature stared him down, Alex saw their eyes again. They weren't looking at him. They were looking through him.

He saw a switch flick at some point. A return to reality. It must've been the taste of blood, maybe. But it was a little too late, and he paid for his loss in blood.

He could've sworn he saw them cry.

He had died, alone and cold and with the company of only a stranger who he both didn't know and who had been his murderer. But if that was the case, why did he still feel? Something was wrong. What was wrong was Alexander was not entirely gone. No, no, Alex's soul refused to go.

And so he was here. Returned to the Observatory, slinking through walls, a soft translucent form taking the place of his body, trailed by a dark mist and brown eyes emitting a bright glow.

Where was Harland? Where was Moon? Where was Oni?

// tl;dr: alex died and is now a ghost haunting the observatory

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