Journey To The Past [Pyramid Head + Yomi]
-Sometime during the night, when all the students had slumped off to bed, and the previous day's events drawn to a close, an eerie silence fell upon Tancho Academy, disturbed only by an occassional gust of wind. There were few, if any, lights still left on within the buildings, for not everyone slept early like the more conscientious students did. Under normal circumstances, one particular student would fall into that bracket, but there was no chance of ever having a normal life again. Neither was there anything normal about this night.-
-The door to Yomi's dorm room was opened, as she stepped outside as quietly as possible. She picked up Shishio, which she propped against the wall moments ago. With this in her left, a stick of Pocky would be placed in her mouth with her right, then the box deposited into her bag. On nights like this, she didn't need anything else, so the bag was placed inside, and the door was closed behind her, before she started making her way to the exit.-
-Yomi was aware that the security guards would be out and about, to ensure the peace and keep the students in line---in fact, two of her friends were part of the security detail. Even knowing this, she still chose to sneak out at night, check the environs, make sure nothing was amiss and if it was, deal with it. Not only that, Yomi knew that the appearance of Hell Butterflies were a pre-cursor to something far worse, so she wasn't just going to ignore the signs and pretend it was a coincidence. It made people wonder how she was capable of having a normal sleep schedule and balance out her life without having a nervous breakdown.-
-However, it was a ruse. The so called "normal life" was the secret identity. The head of the Isayama family, the exorcist of the S.D.C.D with the deadly blade , was her true identity. And now, Yomi was on duty. When the doors pushed open, the mask would be discarded, and her true calling would begin.-
Here we go.