#ahmya.

[kwahme]

Ahmya dresses down on occasion, but mostly when she's home and she'll rock like a comfy sweater and nothing else vibes with her hair up in ribbons. she has a collection of Converse as well that do have a few pairs worn in. Ahmya just doesn't dress down when she's around the college.

[kwahme]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀The Strange Case of

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀Dr. Jekyll ( Ahmya )

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀and Ms. Hyde ( Kawahime )

It's one fact that Ahmya has ‘parents’, and was born, but it's also another fact that Ahmya was created between the fusion of a mortal human soul and an immortal cursed spirit. We’ll talk strictly in her main verse currently, I’ll have foot notes at the end. 

During the process of fusion, two souls became one and while the minds remained separate, it seemed that Ahmya took along all the good natured personality traits and Kawahime took most of the negative personality traits.

Flashback towards the story, Edward Hyde was brought about by a serum the doctor created to repress his inner most desires, and evil nature.

In the novel, Stevenson creates a hero in Dr. Jekyll, who aware of the evil in his own being, and sick of the duplicity in his life, succeeds by way of his experiments on himself in freeing the pure evil part of his being as Mr. Hyde, so that each can indulge in a life unfettered by the demands of the other.

Ahmya is not exactly a hero compared to Jekyll, while she has hero tendencies, and genuinely goes out of her way to do good. She's not a hero, she'll make the ugly decisions for the greater good. She's murdered for the greater good, of herself, even though doing so inconvenience damn near everyone she's ever loved. She's very aware of the fact that her and her headmate are two sides of a whole, however she speaks of Hyde as a third person as it's easier to explain.

Ahmya embraces both sides of herself, making her more of a chaotic neutral. Since she strives for freedom, and hopes for the next generations freedom as well, she'll do what it takes no matter how bloody her hands have to be to ensure that.

Ahmya believes good and evil are only mortal concepts, grasping to understand a grey murky world, and can not be applied to beings such as Kawahime. What Kawahime does is a necessary evil, cleansing the world of vile men. Ahmya doesn't see that as a bad thing really.

Here, good and evil are not related but are two independent entities, individuals even, different in mental and physical attributes and constantly at war with each other. Evil now does not require the existence of good to justify itself but it exists simply as itself, depicted as being the more powerful, the more enjoyable of the two, and in the end ultimately it is the one that leads to Dr. Jekyll's downfall and death.

Kawahime is the representation, and manifestation of a woman's hatred towards man that hurt them and their children, but given the nature of her being, she's both a being born out of love and hate. This translates to Ahmya's hopeless romanticism, and thirst for all things romance, as well as her mothering tendencies towards all children. Ahmya's appearance translates almost directly to rich widow who couldn't hurt a fly, but can buy someone who could. She's also someone you don't ever see angry, much like a 'housewife' who is almost smiling, and ready to take care.

Ahmya is apart of Kawahime, just like Kawahime is apart of Ahmya.

They do not exist without the other, the same way as yin and yang. Good can not exist without Evil, and with that being said, what technically is good and evil is neither can exist seperately.

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde as a story, it talks about the concept of good and evil that exists in all of us. At another level, it is a critique on the hypocrisy and double standards of the society.

Ahmya and Kawahime is the representation of the hypocrisy within the jujustu world, as well as by men, on women. However, what happened in Dr. Jekyll, is happening in reverse in Ahmya.

Ahmya, because she's a woman and physically weak, she's no more than a grade three on paper and heavily looked down upon by the elders. They feel that she is a waste of an exceptional technique, and that it should have been born into a man as was tradition for the last seven hundred years. From birth, she was told she would never live up to the previous wielders, that she was weak and all she was good for was the fact she was beautiful and exceptional for baby making.

The hypocrisy is highlighted in the fact that Ahmya's technique has never been seen at it's full power, as it's never been ingrained in a woman.

Kawahime's power is tripled just by being in the same body as Ahmya, and Ahmya's inability to feel rage is a direct correlation of the trauma experienced at the hands of her husband.

This is because Dr. Jekyll in the last phases of his lucidity recognizes the danger that Mr. Hyde poses to society and altruistically decides to do away with himself. Edward Hyde would know better than to let himself die, and thus, was left unchecked.

Kawahime, by Ahmya, is viewed as a necessary evil, and has never thought of Kawahime as a threat to society. She's a threat to the ideals of society, and the jujutsu world, which explains why they never wanted to put her in a woman. It was yet another way to limit her power, and influence, as Ahmya's desire for a better spot in the jujutsu world for women is another after-effect of Kawahime.

Ahmya on her death bed conveyed that to Kawahime, and thus, established a bond between the two, allowing them to coexist.

Most of the action takes place in the nighttime and much of it in the poorer districts of London, considered the abode of evil-doers. Most significantly, Mr. Hyde enters and leaves Dr. Jekyll's house through the back door which seems a metaphor for the evil that lies behind the façade of civilization and refinement.

Ahmya is 120 pounds, unassuming, and dresses like a wealthy rich widow who has never lifted a finger in her life. She's got the warmest smile and the prettiest laugh, and she's got eyes that light up naturally. While she's tsundere by nature when it comes to it, she's a mothering type of woman who at first glance couldn't hurt a fly.

Ahmya in reality is a government-funded killing machine who wields what in her verse is considering one of the most lethal sword techniques in the world, and is a master at it. On a deeper level, Ahmya is a being who has been kicked consistently by society and made to feel like she was simply too weak to be of use aside from having children. Ahmya is a being who craves freedom and is deep down so deeply enraged at her lack of freedom that she'll burn down anything that gets in her way of a better future. A more free future, but not just for her, but for everyone. Ahmya lacks the moral compass that tells her that murder isn't a solution, and others ( Carletta ) often have to guide her back towards a more standard approach.

On the deepest of levels, Kawahime/Ahmya is the truest of evil. Chaotic evil at its best, one who only answers to herself and to no one else. A being who does not exist by the standards of mortality, and kills indiscriminately who she sees fit. The only answer that is the right answer is the one she says.

All three of these beings can come through any door, they teach at your schools, they hug your children, they arrive at any time, and be anyone you so desire.

The only trigger Ahmya needs is to be angry, to feel her rage that she buries deep within her, and it's a fact that Ahmya is always angry.

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde = Physically different? 

When Edward Hyde manifests in Dr. Jekyll, he shows immense physical differences in a grotesque manner, reflecting his vile thoughts and evil desire.

Ahmya and Kawahime do not physically change so long as Ahmya is not using 'Cursed Augmentation.' Kawahime is a sentient piece of Ahmya's personality, Cursed Augmentation is the technique that keeps Kawahime's power limited. ( Ahmya is a system with just one other personality, and it can front at any time, is the best way I can describe it. The only reason it doesn't is because of Ahmya's power of will. )

The higher the level she's released on Cursed Augmentation, the closer she appears to Kawahime's, and what is necessarily Ahmya's true appearance.

If the trigger is anger, then the only physical difference is in her eyes, which changes to an almost glimmering crimson red.

In terms of abilities, from the immediate get-go, Ahmya's physical strength and all her physical abilities and senses are quadrupled. She becomes superhuman and being able more beyond what humans can see, as well as the strength to break steel. She can hold this indefinitely, however holding it longer than necessary, makes pulling Kawahime back more difficult than necessary.

Cursed Augmentation is what increases her cursed energy, and aligns her more with Kawahime's true appearance. Ahmya is what Kawahime looks and acts like without her cursed energy. In essence, Ahmya is more curse than she's human, which is something only one person would be aware of because I believe his eyes can tell that she's not entirely human.

Kawahime's cursed energy is something to behold. Due to the influence of Ahmya's rage, it's a terrifying creature of immense proportions. Yuta's is considered to be extremely ominous, and immense ( greater than Gojo's ) and brings the feeling of something unpleasant is going to happen, whereas Kawahime's is feral, savage, violent, and frenzied. Being in her energy's presence makes normal humans act out, and act violently, and get angry to their core due to its overwhelming nature.

There's a reason Ahmya can only physically handle Kawahime at full strength for a matter of minutes.

Carletta's existence explained?

Carletta's existence has to do with Kawahime's history.

Long story exceptionally short, Kawahime cursed Carletta's past self to reincarnated ten years to the day every time her host is born. These beings are drawn to each other and are soulmates. Past hosts often married their other half, even though the relationship was not romantic. It was a Mahito and Junpei-style relationship, to which Carletta betrayed Kawahime. Carletta's past self had Kawahime sealed, and as revenge, was cursed to reincarnate with Kawahime.

Kawahime also cursed Carletta to be unable to use jujutsu, the containment jujutsu is a by-product of that curse. This is an innate technique on Carletta's specific soul, and follows her soul through each and every reincarnation, though it wasn't until recently that the jujutsu technique gained power once they understood how it worked. Carletta's past self was Japanese and up until recently, due to Ahmya being in Scotland on holiday on Oct 31st, Carletta just happens to be scottish. It depends on where Kawahime's hosts are born.

Carletta, being cursed by Kawahime, is the only person that Kawahime can use reversed curse technique on without bringing direct harm to Ahmya's physical body.

Carletta can not die, so long as she's resuscitated or healed by Kawahime within an hour or two of her death, so long as Ahmya is alive and Kawahime is alive in Ahmya. That's her curse. She will die a natural death when Ahmya dies, 10 years to the day.

Rinse and repeat for eternity.

------- VERSE / BUNGOU STRAY DOGS

In this universe, it's a more standard augmentation of her physical senses/abilities. The physical differences are much more minute, only changing her eye color and making her a little disheveled and deranged looking.

This verse is more comparable to the story of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.

In this verse, she was born but also created. In this respect, she's along the lines of Chuuya. Kawahime is considered an 'atrocity of the lord' like Lovecraft but she herself does not know what she actually is. It's very likely that she's her own being, and Ahmya is simply a human extension of her being. Ahmya can still control Kawahime, and Kawahime will never outright act without her permission. Kawahime has a basic healing ability in this verse, however, it lacks speed and there will be times that Hyde will have to remain in control for upwards of an hour to ensure that Ahmya will love. Hyde can live through fatal injuries and heal them, however Ahmya can not and will die if the switch is forced or made too early.

The only time Hyde is allowed to attack anyone is Dazai Osamu, due to the nullification ability, but this is incase Ahmya gets hurt and necessarily can't come back easily due to the injury. She'll give Hyde permission to essentially forcing the switch by turning on Dazai. It will almost always knock her out cold, but otherwise, she'll be fine.

In this verse, she says 'Kawahime, would you like to dance?' as a trigger, comparable to Chuuya's Oh, grantors of dark disgrace, do not wake me again. She can, naturally, switch over through rage.

[kwahme]

Ahmya smokes both homemade rolled cigarettes, and refined oils out of a decently long vape pen. She's got different colors depending on outfits, so it depends on how she's feeling what color the vape pen is.

She has them professionally made.

She smokes cigarettes in private, and uses the vape when she's around others.

This is applicable in every verse but the Witcher version, but she smokes out of a golden pipe in that one, so bougie bitch be bougie.

[kwahme]

Ahmya's eye color are legally a disability, and she does not know how to drive, nor can she, among most other things.

Ahmya is legally blind without her sunglasses, she actually can't see well at all. If you have ever had your pupils dilated, that's what Ahmya sees at all times. Her irises are very barely purple, the deepness of the color comes from the back of her eyes. It's like her eyes are one big giant pupil.

However, should she wake Hyde up, her vision improves far beyond what a human can see. Hyde sees through cursed energy, and with Ahmya's eyes being the way they are, it allows her to absorb more information. She can see incredible distances, and down to minute details.

When Hyde is awake and both of them are working in tandem, her other senses are also heightened. She can hear the sound of someone's heartbeat at ten meters, as well as better than any dog sense of smell, she's super human.

Two major drawbacks, her sense of taste goes to shit because Hyde eats humans. Normal food tastes like shit, and it takes a major tool on her, giving her intense migraines and also very tired.

[kwahme]

this was a trap, Ahmya thought.

she tilted her head to the side, Carletta's blonde hair blowing in the light wind around them. slowly, she reached up and removed her glasses, eyes sliding to the same direction. once her glasses came off, the detail in the world tripled. there was a sudden dull ache in the back of her head, finger slipped against her cane, breaking the seal on her blade just in the nick of time. there was a clanking of metal, sparks of steel crossing, as she took a step to the side anchoring herself in place. her eyes followed the blade, the man pressed right up against the small of her back, as she looked down. she recognized that vicious smirk that spread over the invisible man's face. it twisted her insides with guilt, and anger. kawahime's mind was an active hive of activity now that she was awake, oh she wanted out so bad.

amythest eyes stared down at the man of her nightmares, Toji Fushiguro. a delicate hand rested against Carletta's chest, telling the antsy blonde not yet. the blonde bounced from each side of her feet, as if she really wanted to run, but behind her back her fists were bawled so tightly they were white. the fear in her eyes was clear, Toji smirked, knowing this put his target at a disadvantage. this child wasn't prepared to fight.

" I remember you, "

" lucky you I remember the names of women I bed, even the married ones, "

" you didn't fuck me, "

" oh but i did, in a way, isn't that why i'm here, leaving me alive fucked you, should have killed me after- "

" eat shit, "

with that, Toji faced the full force of a punch to the face from Carletta. he didn't see it coming, as the blondes expression changed. Toji's eyes widened in surprise for a moment, the blonde was quite the actress, his body having no choice but to follow his head.

" fucking fight me first, bitch, "

the blonde's heel slammed against the ground, shattering it beneath her, an excited look in her eyes as rocks kicked up into the air. Toji was realizing sorcerers really were all a crazy bunch, this child liked to fight. " oh, nevermind, the blonde likes to kill, " he thought, feeling that murderous intent from the cloud of smoke, just before it brust through with her form. the blonde was crazy, a deranged glint in her eye as she had ever plan to crush this man's skull. what he didn't notice was the brunette who had none in the slightest approaching until she was right behind him, straight down against the ground, while Carletta came from above. it would have been a near flawless execution had it been against anyone else, but this was a walking god on earth. it took only one move to reposition himself to take advantage, the blonde's face cracking against the ground under his fist and the brunette sent tumbling with a foot to the face.

placing distance between the two of them, Toji cracked his neck, and stretched out his arms, a grin on his face. he knew that wasn't going to do anything to the either of them, so he simply let them get up. the blonde popped her head out of the ground, as Ahmya dusted off her jacket. that's when an impending feeling of unease hit him, deep in the stomach, the same he had felt all those years ago.

the thought made the scars against his side throb with memories.

" how did you tell I was comin', " as far as he should know, no one should be able to tell but that fuck. her answer, the tone of her voice widened his eyes. he had greatly underestimated just how deranged his opponents were. this was getting exciting, his jaw clenched, as his smirk widened. spinning the extended cursed blade he had, he was sure he would deliver her just as requested but it would be fun. a challenge. he loved breaking and ruining a challenge. he would win.

" i can hear your heartbeat, why are you here? " she spat blood to the side, that kick almost crushing her nose and front teeth if she hadn't have reinforced her body.

" why else would i be? " Toji asked, a grin on his face. after all, that was the only reason he took this god damn job was to get the satisfaction of telling her he knew her secret.

" consider it a lose string she's trying to tie up, after all, the only reason she brought me back was because you hired her to kill your husband. "

that's the trigger, and that unease he felt rushed him, because when he looked across the shattered concrete, and so long as he didn't let her release that creature, he would win, plus if he needed to, he had a fall back plan.

amythest eyes glinted with malicious amusement, " i didn't realize the person she'd bring back was you, of all fuckers- as if i didn't almost die the first time for my transgressions- but it was for my own greater good," the tone of ahmya's voice was not the same as usual, it was dark and hollow, void of emotion. she bent down low to the ground, and pushed off, it was a fight. unfortunately for ahmya, the opponent was one of the few one earth who could register her movements based on eyesight alone. the clashing of their swords cracked with the force of thunder, as ahmya stared up from below him, the way she fought was incredibly low to the ground.

" but it's different now, i'm stronger than before , "

toji moved, but ahmya followed, her eyes glowed bright amethyst as she took in all the immense amount of details. toji could only make an offhanded observation to himself, evading her blade with his own, she was much stronger now. not physically, he knew she had no true physical strength, but she was faster than the eye, and her reflexes and agility were far above even his. he could imagine her eyesight was better than before too. if she actually uses her ability, she could easily kill him. he'll have to end this quicker than he thought.

there was a sudden surge of cursed energy, then the ground simply ceased to be ground, flowing upwards like liquid before simply bursting into a cloud of rubble and dust. ahmya could sense him, she could smell him, she could even see him amongst the dust to a minute detail, but she still wasn't at a tenth of her true power. the clanging of carletta's cursed weaponry showed that she was currently engaged against toji's sword, which blocked each of her brass knuckled blows.

carletta dropped back, her foot landed against dirt, the forest spreading wide behind her. they had been brought to the divorce temple for a reason, there would be no one here but her parents, which were both incapacitated at the moment due to toji's influence. she shifted her foot, leapt off the ground, just in time for toji to appear where she had been, where she would have lost her head. she stuck her tongue out at him, as she took to the left, and ahmya dropped into the fold by the right, both doubling around him and driving inward towards him.

" nice, "

it was then ahmya realized that his target was not her, he spun with that malicious smirk, closing the distance between himself and carletta before she could register, driving his blade through her throat. carletta's ability negated cursed techniques, meaning cursed blades and tools break upon meeting her skin, so she had been lured into a false sense of security with the fact he had been using a cursed tool. the smaller blade went through like butter, slipping her throat wide, and sending blood flying.

time stopped around ahmya, for her eyes, it was quite literally.

with carletta's blonde hair and lifeless eyes staring back at her, she began to laugh, her face contorted. toji seemed to be caught off guard by this, expecting the brunette to lost her shit, but not in this style. the blade dropped out of her hand, clanging against the ground as she reached her hands to her chest, the laughter becoming more deranged and crazed as time went on. his eyes widened, this was exactly what he had been told to avoid.

" i'll fucking slaughter you, " ahmya's voice came, " i'll kill you, i swear i'll kill you, " she was muttering, having lost all sense of herself, " i'll kill you, " she muttered again before she dropped her weight to the ground and pushed. her fist against his face, he never saw coming, he didn't register her movement in the slightest, she was just there. he tumbled through the forest head over ass for a second, she had suddenly so much more power and yet she didn't activate her technique.

it didn't matter, she had done exactly what he wanted, he settled amongst the clearing, the three disasters in front of him. " you pissed her off, " toji shrugged as mt. fuji spoke, talking about how she hasn't tried to activate her technique so it's fine. not that he really cared about any of this, he was just here to kill ahmya for personal reasons. " fuckin' moron, the bindings are what we need to worry about. " toji's eyes widened for a moment before focusing back towards Ahmya's presence, which had begun to spiral out of control, her once mellow energy melting along side one that caused his entire body to tremble. it was feral, so rage filled it was a desperate animal fighting for its need to survive. the most dangerous of breeds, "my job is done, later."

he turned his head, and suddenly realized, he was talking to a headless mt. fuji. ye he was out of there, whatever that creature was, he wanted no part in that.

---> a few seconds before.

back where ahmya and carletta's body were, ahmya stood where toji once was, her arms danged to her front, her stance was wide, and when she lifted her head, the crimson right eye rolled into place.

"cursed augmentation; bindings full activation, " ahmya used to scream so violently when the bindings began to seer themselves into her skin, the black bands much unlike the tattoos that formed on sukuna. these were bindings, the type to limit the power of the cursed spirit living in her, as ten of them, the most painful of all the large black band that covered her neck to collar as she trembled, with closed fists, the searing sensation of pain unbelievable, yet she made no movement.

the bindings were the problem, because Ahmya's technique was always active. what babydoll?

" kawahime. it's a fucking buffet. "

---> current time

hyde's clawed fingers held onto to mt. fuji, she had removed it without him even noticing, as his eyes blinked and realized he wasn't attached to his body. she leaned over to look at him from above, a bright and evil little grin on her face, " evening, jojo. it's been a few fuckin' centuries hasn't it? what the fuck do you want raising me from the dead ? "

" we need your power, we're- going to " she tightened her grip on his skull because it made him struggle to talk, and she laughed at his struggle. " the age of curses is comin' the true humanity will be us! we need your help, "

" say sike right now, "

" what? "

" i said say sike, " kawahime's lips began to pull into a smirk, one beyond anything a human could manage on this earth, her lips pulling back to her ears before she looked between them. jojo's head landed in hanami's arms, before those black and red eyes turned, " say fucking sike, " kawahime's arm extended out, waiting for something, horns poking out of what was ahmya's dark brown locks, ahmya's face tattoo'd with and her eyes taken black and red. she was both ahmya and kawahime, mixed together and speaking as one. this is the truth, cursed augmentation was as it seemed. a direct augmentation of her physical and cursed energy. the physical change was just because kawahime and ahmya were of the same soul, and the same cloth, and the same body so it's kawahime reverting back to her true form. edward hyde was only the same the good doctor gave his deepest evil desires.

" is that why you thought to kill Carletta? because you wanted me to join you, "

" she's a human! she's not one of us, she's not us. you don't need her around, "

kawahime's eyes narrowed, her energy beginning to spread across the open air, dagon's face emptying in fear at the feeling of such an vile feral angry energy. if they thought that, then they had no idea what game they were playing. carletta was important to both ahmya and kawahime, because respectfully, carletta was the soul of the woman, the human, kawahime had loved, and the soul of ahmya's great grandmother from seven hundred years ago.

" .. then you know fucking nothing, and coming here was a lost fucking cause, tell the fake geto I smell on you, i'm not interested. "

kawahime tilted her head a little, the wanderer slamming into her hand as she called for it, before disappearing and reappearing in front of Hanami, " run, " she ordered, her voice laced with cursed energy making so they could not refuse this, hitting them with the force of the blunt blade. before the devastation that hanami and jojo's bodies caused as they flew through the forest, " tell toji i'm coming after him, " she held the sword up towards dagon, " now pound sand, and tell geto, or if i remember correctly, Kamo, to try me himself, see if he can manipulate me, i fucking dare him, " kawahime knew that was impossible, due to the simple nature of his gender. a man could never control the form that the hate from women took.

dagon was gone within the instance, before Carletta's alive ass popped out of the forest with a bounce in her step, " thank god for reverse curse techniques, " she flashed a finger gun in kawahime's direction.

" try thanking me that you can't be killed. " kawahime growled before letting ahmya come back to the front. kawahime had declined to take the fight this time, simply because ahmya's body couldn't withstand the amount of time she would need to win. " tell her when she asks, it was a fight i wasn't going to win, "

[kwahme]

mind: does my muse have any mental conditions that affect their lives? what are they? how do they handle them? what coping methods do they use most? 

akali; ptsd, narcissistic personality disorder, anti-social personality disorder, neurodivergent due to altercations

ahmya: ptsd, ADHD

hayami: anxiety, depression, generalized anxiety disorder

airi: depression, suicidal tendencies

Carletta: DOD, and anger problems

[kwahme]

the sound in her head wasn't the sound of screams, it was the sounds of hush hush by miyavi. it wasn't the sound of her blade cutting through bullets, it was crisp guitars.

how this began.

" tsk, boys, we know that I'm here because you've been stealin' naughty naughty~~~. " the doctor cooed, her cane clicked clicked against the ground as she walked towards the men. she was unassuming, dressed to the nines. her heels were far too high for her order of business, and her hat was never going to stay on, the silk fabric robe was going to be drenched on blood and how does one move with immense flexiblity in tight leather and a corset, with not sleeves. it didn't help that in the moonlight, her skin looked almost translucent, and she basked in the attention of the men who couldn't help but drool a little at their executioner.

" we didn't steal shit, "

" tsk, let me introduce you, boys, " with a swing of her cane, she snapped it into her hand and took a bow, " my name is Dr. Jekyll, nope, before you ask I'm not that kind of doctor, loves, " and she lifted her hand, to her mouth and laughed, " you uncultured swines will have no idea what I'm talking about, but for those watching our little adventure, consider me Dr. Lector,"

amythest eyes flicked to the side, and because it was night, they had a self sufficient glow to them. it was the way her eyes let in too much light, a deformity to most, an advantage to someone with her ability. while they were fighting at a disadvantage, she could see in crisp beautiful detail so microscope, she could predict the movements of muscles before they moved.

" now let me introduce you to Hyde, your executioner, and the person who will be serving you for dinner, "

meaning, they had already lost the moment she walked in the door. with a snap of her fingers, the music decended in her heels as she spoke the magic works, "Kawahime, let's dance," and her pupils shot to the rim of her amythest irises and when they retracted, they were a bright crisp crimson red that glowed in it's how right. Ahmya had wore headphones in preparation for not wanting to here her other half rip human beings to shreds.

as soon as Hyde took over, she snapped the cane around into her hand, breaking the seal at the handle. " what the fuck is that, " a man shouted, Hyde's wicked grin was instantaneous, the distance between them closed before he could process that he was dead, his head rolling to the side as she stepped on it.

" let's play boys ! I love a fiesty bounce, come on, bring your guns, let's see what your fucking got, scum! "

they shouted about getting her, to which Hyde answered by crushing to skull of the man she had killed, drawing her blade only once and cutting through the hail fire of bullets much to their surprise. they questioned what the fuck was she when she used her hand to break the ribcage, and spine out of a man.

" fuckin' shit, you ripped my robe, don't men have any respect for women ! " Hyde's boot slammed down on the man's head, and she lifted it, and down it went again, the sword was vibrating next to her visibly on camera. the angrier Hyde got, the more bloodlust that dwelled within the wanderer, and the more bloodlust within the wanderer, the more uncontrollable the blade. Hyde's red eyes shifted before she drove the sword down through the man's stomach, ripping it up through his chest and up out of his skull, splitting him wide open. " there, happy. picky bitch. " Hyde muttered, as the wanderer was a reverse blade and Hyde had killed these men without so much as flipping the sword. she had ripped through a man's everything with the blunt edge of her sword, slipping it against the sheath before hearing the sound of another gun. it was like he thought he got her, the bullet coming right before her eyes, a flurry of hair staying as she flew back through it but then, she moved her feet against the ground and launched herself forward. before his final moments, he'd realize, Hyde had caught the bullet in her teeth just as she spit it out at him.

no one questioned what she was as she cut down the rest of them, showering herself in blood in due time before coming down in the strangest of steadiness. as if the feral anger that had been in Hyde's creature when she first appeared had been qualled, red eyes flicking towards the cameras watching them. Mori and Ahmya's husband watching someway off. " oh..I'd eat his heart for you, " hyde mused outloud, a slight sense of deranged still on her tongue, but in her own way, she was caring for her half.

" I can do it myself, "

" oh do let me way, baby girl, oh I'd love that!! love that love that, "

Hyde clapped her hands playfully in front of her face, though on camera all you could see was her back and her large hat, as she slipped out of the room, a grin on her face. by the time she exited the building, the ride waiting, her eyes were amythest and covered with sunglasses.

ahmya bushida. mission one. complete success. ability name - the strange case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, or so it seems.