Ahs: Asylum Characters Novels & Stories

Ashton said in a low voice feeling guilty. "And can I know who you're? And why do you want to talk with me instead of Amara?" Aiden asked raising his brow as he stood up from his bed hovering over the short figure of Ashton. He did nothing, it's just that Ashton is shorter than him............ a lot. "Oh I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Ashton Ryder. Best friend of Amara!" Ashton similed as he stretched his hand for a handshake which Aiden gladly accepted. "I'm sorry I've used your name somewhere and you -"

Bianca, Mr and Mrs Kingsley daughter said and hissed. “No, it’s not why I am here , I mean yes, I didn’t get the job, I came here cause I saw someone ” Jasmine said quickly. Her eyes widened. Mrs Kingsley raised a brow. “Who?” Jasmine hesitated. “Selena ” Everything went silent. Mrs Kingsley stood slowly. “What did you just say?” “I saw Selena,” Jasmine repeated, her voice low. “She’s alive, She was walking down the hallway in Damon Williams’ mansion, She looked healthy ”

Just… watching. “Containment through social attrition,” it observes eventually. “Efficient. Subtle. Effective.” “They’ve gotten smarter,” I murmur. “They have adapted,” it answers. “Adaptation is required from you as well.” That afternoon Elias sends in the soft option. Her name is Clara. She has kind eyes, a gentle voice, and the kind of posture that says I’m not here to fight. She knocks and waits, Actually waits. When I opened the door she smiled like we’re old friends catching up.

Ralph had dozed off on a single sofa after getting bored with his game. As for the payment account, Asher decided to use one of his late mum's accounts, which his dad had left for him, and which he said had originally belonged to his late uncle, who registered it under a pseudonym; Rainbow Cloud. Excellente! My mum returned immediately we wrapped up the setup, so I went to assist her with the cooking. Ten minutes later, Asher burst to the kitchen in excitement. “You won't believe it. Three requests just came in."

Bracing myself, I jogged all the way to my destination and hurried upstairs to Haidan’s office, where everyone was already waiting. When I entered, Ashton didn’t bother to turn around and acknowledge me. However, Asher, who sat to the side, looked up and smiled. It took me a moment to recognize him as Haidan and Antoine had provided him with a golden mask that covered half his face, hiding the burnt skin there. "Good morning!" Haidan called, smiling. "I was just about to call and make sure you remembered." "Sorry, had to feed the kids before coming." I said, taking a seat in a chair beside Ashton.

But she wasn’t safe. Not yet. Regrouping They reached a safehouse outside Rome before dawn. Ayesha sat on the edge of a battered couch, still dripping wet. Zayn stood across from her, arms crossed. “You need to tell us what happened.” Ayesha exhaled, her mind spinning. She looked up at them. Then she said the words that changed everything. “I was never supposed to exist.” Silence. Adrian frowned. “What?” Ayesha clenched her fists. “Project Azrael. It’s me.”

Ash had a fawning smile on his lips as he answered what Maki question is, Using a tone of 'as a matter of factly' Name: Ash *** Age: 27 years old Identity: A5 Class Heroes Special Secret Identity: Army of Protective Team Cover Original World: Earth Ability: Wood (Requires Upgrade Ability) System Name: System 0000000096321 Binding Method: Soul contracted (Effective both to the Host and system) Special Circumstances: Mental Patient Patient Record #165 : PSTD Ash answered in his usual steady voice but had a hint of fawning with the Maki guy, "Our superiors from the top wanted to make the S level heroes take care of it because we, as an ordinary heroes cant take care of the monsters attacking th

Just like Lazarus and Hajime, Haru and Azazel, Cedric and Asahi, Lorenzo and Leo. --END OF FLASHBACKS--

Driver guy looked amused again, "Well, would you like to introduce yourself first, or shall we?" He seemed to have something of an air of authority to him, like the other two let him take the lead naturally. He was also the tallest, and bulkiest of the three, though they were all easily over six foot and heavily built, with well-defined muscles. She smiled awkwardly, "Uh.. well, I'm Ashallia," she said quietly, her nervousness coming through in her voice, "Most just call me Ash or Asha, though."

*** Writer’s POV: Asahd made it back to the apartment the next morning, completely exhausted and even more unsure of New York City and the girls/young women that lived it it. He was homesick. He was money sick. All he wished for at that moment, more than anything else, was to return to his country. -- He unlocked the door and got in. It was six AM and the others were still asleep. He went to his room and collapsed on his bed.