Painful Memories (open - museum)

There was a russian exibit in the museum; this was soemthing that he had to see. Dressed in black dress pants and his purple high collar shirt with a white dress shirt underneath causing his ascot to come out of the center of his collar. Stepping carefully, his white hair over his shoulders while looking at the exibits. He comes to pictures of the romanov family. Staring at them, he remembered getting his picture taken by them. Looking through the pictures, he saw a picture of him when he looked like he was six teen, he was standing next to his thirteen year old cousin anastasia. Him in his royal attire. Sadness spread throughout his body, to remember the day he saw their heads taken off, bullets filling their bodies. that was something that scared him to see again. HE didn't want to remember, but staring at their faces. All the memories returned, their laughs, their kindness, their smiles. Touching his left eye still he made sure no one was in the room before he grabbed the frame.

"My dear Anna. You all could have lived if they had taken my warning. I'm sorry. Its all my fault." Dimitri stared at the picture as he slid it out of the frame not caring if the cameras saw him. "all my fault...my fault...that you are all dead..."

Akachi walked into the museum since she hasn't been in one for a long, time. she came around the corner seeing dimitri taking a picture out of its frame. Looking around him at it, she saw the look on his face was a sad one.

"dimitri." She placed a gentle hand on his arm. "Are you okay? Why are you taking that picture..?" She looked and saw a boy in it that looked like Dimitri.

Dimitri's head jumped up when she touched him. He wasn't sure what to say when she was there. Looking at Akachi, she reminded him of his cousin anastasia asking him what is wrong. His hand fell to his side, as he held the picture in his other hand. A frown on his face. "Damn those humans!!! I'll rip them all apart!!! For what they did to my anna!!!" He stuck the picture in his coat pocket. He pulled out his cane that had a sword inside it. he drew it ready to attack.

akachi was startled by this, she saw the sword drawn. Grabbing the hand that he had the weapon in, she cut herself and it healed. "Don't kill them. Please. Calm down. I'm sorry that your great aunt died. please calm down." She held onto the weapon trying to stop him.

dimitri turned around, looking at Akachi as she cut her hand and healed it. He saw that she had healing powers too. He thought for a moment seeing that she might live as long as he does, dropping his sword to his side. He put it away saving the human killing for when he is in a different outfit and well disguised. he would kill the humans in this town, and use them as slaves like magneto wants. turning to akachi again, he stares down at her with a fake smile on his face.

"Butterfly....I...I..." He bit his lip, and went to storm off to another part of the museum. He couldn't take the romanov exibit anymore.