His eyes widened as her hand rested on Wolfram's should for no more then a few heartbeats.What are you doing with your life, loser? Are you trying to guilt trip this girl into liking you?
Shut up! I don't even know her name, and I most certainly don't like her!
Surreeeeee. That's what your head says, but your heart is telling me something a little diffrent.
Quit it, will you? I don't want to listen to you any more.
"Sure, I didn't start it." Wolfram rolled his icy eyes, but didn't say more.
"No, I don't. No one would want to be my friend anyway."His pupils narrowed, his weak state over. But...Her ympathy warmed his cold heart the smallest bit. Someone cared, just for once, even if it was just the smallest bit.
(Christine is the waitress at the IHOP, most likely the only people who actually know her by name are Delilah and Zion. maybe anyone who spends a lot of time there since her name might be on a name tag or something.)
Alice still worried watched Grace as she walked away from the group.
A noise, barely noticeable. And movement in the trees again. She turned and stared hard. They were wearing dark clothes hoods and face masks. They seemed to slide through the trunks hiding themselves in the shadows. They weren't headed for them. They were going toward Bleddyn and the Cat-boy.
"Guys!" She said her voice wavering and pointed. "DYN!" She started running forward, what would she do when she got there? It's not like she was going to be able to do anything. What did they want?
Wolfram snarled at her."What now? Are you trying to stop her from talking to me? What's your problem?!"
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Jessi turned around. "What is it?" She asked, but Alice was already gone, running towards Wolfram & Bleddyn. She flew after Alice, as fast as she could.
"Um-" Lachlan head snapped around. "What the-?!" His eyes caught the dark shapes and a growl rumbled in his throat. "Well, this is great." He jogged after Alice.
"No she's not." Lachlan snapped back at him. "Look!" He pointed to the dark shapes.
"They're probably just people jogging." Camilla said snappishly, not noticing the masks.
"They are people walking! Does everyone jump to conclusions?"Wolfram growled, trembling from cold.
Alice shot a glare at Camilla. "Who jogs in a group wearing face masks?" She hissed. The men broke out of the trees and surrounded them a couple of them grabbing Wolfram by the collar.
"No. I'm just saying what she said. They are wearing mask so she may be right to be nervous, or she is wrong, it is easy to be wrong!" Lachlan said.
Wolfram gasped, glancing at Bleddyn."Touch her and you will really regret it."He snarled, struggling.
"Where is the Key?" One of the men growled.
Lachlan jumped forward. "Leave him be!" Crashing into one while shifting into a wolf, he sank his fangs into its arm as he laid on the ground.
Camilla raced forward.
"What key?"Wolfram snarled. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a man going for Bleddyn. Suddenly, he whipped around, and pulled away from the men. He snarled, slamming his foot into the guy that was going for Bleddyn's gut."I told you, you would regret it!"
Toby and Alpha walked to the park. When they got there, Toby saw a few men in masks holding Wolfram. "Uh-what's going on? He asked.
Jessi slammed into one of the men, knocking him down. "Who are you?" She hissed, her nails at his throat.
The men who held Wolfram pulled him away from the others, "We'll leave when he gives us the key."
Wolfram hissed softly. Then a dark, cold, look entered his eyes. One filled with grief, agony and a feral rage."Did you kill my mother?"He hissed, his voice trembling.
"What do you think we were looking for? The key kid. There's no where else it could be. She must have given it to you. Where is it?"
The man laughed. "you take one down and three will rise in it's place."
"Jessi! Get off him! What's going on?" Toby asked, tugging at Jessi's shoulder. She fanned her wings out, making him lose his grip. When he moved to try & pull her off again, she used her wings to push Toby away.
"She shouldn't have gotten in the way. Give us the key or you'll meet the same fate."
She growled and slashed his face with her long nails. "Answer me! Who are you?" Jessi snapped.
Lachlan let the man go, and whirled around, staying his distance from the masked people holding Wolfram, snarling at them, his long white fangs bared at them. What are they rambling about?! A key? He glanced from Wolfram to different masked figures. How to go about getting them away from him... And not getting shot in the process. He thought, eyeing their guns strapped to their sides.
A agonizing shriek echoed as Wolfram fell onto his knee's. Even if he tried, he couldn't stop the painful sobs that wracked him, tears falling onto the ground. Thunder roared behind him, as if sharing his grief."She did NOTHING TO YOU!"He shrieked, looking up at them with slotted pupils."Who are you?! What do you want from me?! I have no key!"
Two other men grabbed Jessi by her wing shoulders and pulled her off their team mate. The bleeding man stood. A smug smile peeking through the gaps in his mask.
"We are 'The Pure'. And you, Hah. There's nothing you can do to stop us."
"GET YOUR HAND OFF HER!" Toby yelled, and pulled out a pocket knife to start slashing at the people holding Jessi. Jessi struggled to break free. When that didn't work she turned into her wyvern form and started snapping at them.
"She did nothing? She did more than enough just by existing. Same as you." The man stared down at him disgust in his eyes. He grabbed Wolfram pulling him up off the ground. "Where would she have hidden it then. If not with you."
Wolfram stared at him with a icy glare."My mother was a beautiful and caring human being! How dare you kill her....She was nothing but kind to everyone! She accepted me when no one else did!"He snarled, struggling away."HIDDEN WHAT?! KEY TO WHAT?!"He shrieked."I don't know what your talking about!"
Alice stood still and stared in disbelief at what was going on. Who were these guys, what could they possibly want? Obviously he had no idea what they were talking about. All she knew is she wanted out of there. What was she doing running in to danger?
A ginger tabby cat with green eyes watched, feeling a bit hurt. Was this what her custodian thought of her when she was at school, talking with her many friends?
I don't hate you! Sherri, a lover of everyone, was slightly offened. But in her cat form she could not speak a word of English.
This 'catboy' was making her seem low. Still, she kept her dignity about her and trailed the inhumans as they walked towards the woods.
Brisa froze, then scooped up a big handful of pebbles and used her trusty hoverboard to shoot up over the heads of the people attacking Wolfram. She then began pelting them with rocks, using her telekinesis to make sure each one accelerated at a high speed and hit their mark.
Sherri sighed. If only she could be that powerful. She couldn't be helping at all in this form. For once in her life, being a cat didn't seem so great. Still, she was glad she wasn't stuck with any other power. She just didn't feel very powerful right now, especially since with her limited color vision, the boulders being thrown were very hard to make out among all the greyish-brownish tones. Even the sky was overcast so she couldn't see one of the few colors visible to her in this form, blue.
"Uh- Peter," he mumbled quickly. The shyness was already coming back. "Yeah, it's fine... They.. they don't trust me much, anyway." Peter, c'mon! Stop mumbling! He looked up, finally meeting Fritz's eyes. "Um, I can't really climb. Maybe-?" Then he noticed something. It was Grace, marching toward them.
Grace turned around just in time to see the first of the masked people grabbing Wolfram. "Guess I better help," she muttered, her heart quickening as she noticed more and more of the masked people swarming out of the cover of the trees. She sped up her pace, sparks starting to shoot from her hands. She had brushed against a power outlet at some point, and had a small reserve of electrical power. Not enough to knock someone out, but maybe enough to surprise them. She was almost to the group when something hit her in the shoulder. "Ow- what-" Grace fell to her knees, intense pain blossoming in her shoulder. She looked up in time to see a woman in a mask with what looked like a dart gun in her hands. "This isn't good," she muttered, then promptly collapsed.
Peter saw Grace turn and finally realized that there was something big happening at the other end of the park. And his sister was running right towards it.
"GRACE!" He shouted, seeing her fall. He concentrated for a second and teleported to her, the large distance making him stumble, but luckily nothing more. "C'mon!" He muttered, and felt relief wash over him to see her still breathing. Then his breath caught in his throat. He carefully reached forward, and pulled a strange-looking dart out of Grace's shoulder.
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Bleddyn let out something of a snarl that she didn't know she was capable of as the questionable league of masked individuals surrounded them aggressively.
Thanks, Dad.
So these were the guys that had killed Cat-Boy's mother.
I feel one droplet of gratitude toward you right now:
For getting me out of that intense conversation.
Otherwise-
Bleddyn abruptly cut the silent declarations off and flung herself into the heart of the standoff.
They were everywhere, imposing enough that it was tempting to give them what they wanted.
If anyone knew actually what they sought, that is. From his body language, Cat-Boy honestly didn't have what they seemed to be demanding from him; that, or, he was really good at lying, even under pressure.
But when it came to defense, they weren't up against the masked people themselves- the dart guns and tasers swinging from their belts were the teens' real foes.
Sparks of irritation raged in her head when she heard cat-boy vow harm to anyone that harmed her.
How DARE he suggest any amicable affiliation with me besides raw tension.
"You're the one know needs help," she muttered nastily as his weakened heart overrode his fighting spirit and brought him to his knees.
Then, for once she let herself fall prey to guilt and hoped his distracted ears hadn't detected the cruel savagery in her tone.
She swiftly rammed the man approaching her and dodged another coming alongside him. As she shot by him, her eye caught his arm lifting to deliver a potent dart to her back and sedate her out of the way.
Immediately she was at his elbow, forcing it to straighten and send the dart speeding harmlessly into the woods when the trigger was pulled.
With a quick twist of her arm that brought stars to her eyes, Bleddyn freed the stun gun from his loosening grip and brought it to her own shoulder. Her face set hard, she backed away, her confidence bolstered perhaps a bit too much through the weapon she wielded. She brought the gun's sight to her eye and prepared to fell the first of many of the assailants by their own weapon.
The mask she faced was expressionless, but suddenly somehow she was given the feeling that the man underneath was jeering at her.
I'm about to drop you like a stone...why?
Then an unwelcome sensation exploded in her shoulder, folding hard into her joint and seeping beyond without even getting resistance from crackly nerves.
Oh crap.
"key....key....KEY...."
As her legs folded beneath her and dropped her uselessly on the gun, Bleddyn was left with nothing but to subconsciously brood what the heck a key was.
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