((ask and ye shall receive.))
"Now, I know what you're thinking." Oni began. " 'Oh! What a terrible person Oni is, surely he won't let me take my cousin away without me doing him a favor! I do declare!" Oni micked Haze's voice, making her sound slightly like a southern belle.
"Well, you're wrong, mon soeur. See, me letting your cousin go isn't so much a favor as it is a peace offering. A show of good faith. I'd like you to join me, to join the winning side in this little war we've got going on. I think you'd be able to make a very nice life for yourself, the kind of life you know you deserve, and better. You know when the meeting time is and where it is, but really, I'd like a yes or no answer. Either way, I'll let you take little miss Starshine right here, to show I mean no harm. I admit I walk a fine line, and I have killed before, but I would never kill someone who has done me no personal wrong. If you deny me, no harm will come to you. However, denial will also mean you won't get any of the substantial opportunity pie that's still baking in the oven until you-know-when."
Oni paused for a moment.
"Nice belt. That new? I'd stay away from the techno-style if I were you, but hey, that's just me.
"More to the point, I'll be honest. I know who you are, whether it's fair or not. so I'm gonna divulge a few secrets to you." Oni turned to Flame.
"Bubelah, i'm gonna think some stuff to you that I want you to transfer to Haze's mind.."
Flame merely nodded his head.
"K', here we go." Oni tilte his head slightly and looked at Flame.
My name, Oni thought. Is Aleksander Uy. I'm a Jewish half-Russian/half-japanese, and I've been living in this city since I was born. I used to be a happy go-lucky kid. Exceptionally bright, and in the prime of my life. Then, what else, I was in a horrible car accident. It's been done to death, I know, but it's what happened. Paralyzed from the ribs down, all I could move was my arms and my head. So, naturally, I built this suit to let me walk. It worked brilliantly, even though to make it work the suit had to be irreversably binded to my nervous system. But it worked like a charm. I could feel anything and everything that came my way. And no, I didn't immediately put in weapons and run around punching people. It used be just plain silver, covering my back and my legs. I could easily cover it with clothes.
So, for a few months, everything went hunky-dory, fine and dandy sugar and candy. Then my mom died in the collateral damage of a super-hero fight. Yes, this is the part where I put weapons in, turned the suit into full-body armor, and became Oni. The end.
Look, times are tough for everyone, and I think I have an idea to end all the war and suffering. i'm going to unite the villains, and with them, crack down on the heroes, scare them all out of their costumes. And for a little while, thins will be kinda bad for the little man, unfortunately. But we, the winning team, will be living like kings, champaigne and caviar and cocktail parties on a charter ship to Venus. And eventually, as time goes on, the lack of heroism will stir something in the bad guys, realize how bad they need the good guys. After all, in order for the devil to be truly evil ,there must be a being of total good. Without the one, the other falls apart.
Okay Flame, that's all I got. You can cease telebroadcast now.
"So?" Oni asked "How about it?"