[i]"... excuse me, sir, but did you just kill that person?"[/i] It was a young, quiet voice, coming from behind the man with the gas mask. If he turned his head to see who it was, he would see Ike; a boy with no more than 13 years of age. Ike was a rather skinny individual, even with his mesomorphic body type, due to a life with minimal food. He had a hair of messy, unkept blond hair, along with icy blue eyes, an angular facial structure, and a pale skin complexion. He wore rather simple clothing; a white t-shirt along with gray sweatpants, and no shoes or socks. His bare feet were covered with dirt, soot, and scars, but the boy didn't seem to care. The strangest thing about him, however, was the black rune he bore on his right forearm. It was a sinister one in appearance, but also in nature; it appeared... evil. Demonic, even satanic, and it was clear that the boy had noticed the brand's sinister nature.