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Post by Galadas on Oct 10, 2008 16:36:34 GMT -5
Martin didn't follow any of them, he emediatly transported to the room where Andy was. Andy was awake, he was allready taking the air in the room away. Two company man lay on the group gasping for breath. He stopped when he saw Martin. Martin smiled cruel, he stepped towards the two company workers and opened his hands. The raw dark fire surrouned them, he grabbed both of them by their troat and in a second they were dead." Let's go!" He said, closing his hands and held his schoulder against Andy. They transported in the room were almost everyone was, Martin's group and that of Irial and Mila. It didn't look good, right in front of them were approcamately 10 groups of Company workers. The ones with the guns were those without an ability, it was always "One of Us, One of Them". Martin's group, William, Hin, Andy, Marion, Donnet, the Tall man and the younger boy from his group with the power to freeze, prepared for attack. This was what they were waiting for, to kill the people from who they had to run all their lives. Martin opened his hands again, something deep inside him pulled towards the ones with powers, a hunger maybe! But no matter what, he wanted what they had. He trasported right behind someone's back and smashed his flaming hand right through her body. The fight had started.
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Post by Kyana on Oct 11, 2008 5:25:04 GMT -5
Irial and Mila screamed orders. They could inflict damage without lifting a finger. It was all a mental game for them. Kera, Max and Ive were thieir "guards". It was a system that had long ago proven its sucess. While Mila stripped people of their senses, and Irial brought people to their knees with blinding and unimagineable pain, Max and Ive took them out with lethal blows. Kera was also there, just in case trouble ever arose and they needed to flee. There were four others in Irial and Mila's group. It looked like they were out numbered, but Irial could bring about five to the ground, stunning them, while distracting mutiple others. Mila needed to be closer to take away their senses in full, but numbers weren't a problem. Irial had drawn a gun and began taking aim. She was a great sharp shooter. Mila, having left her gun in the room, drew a long knife, and used it to dispatch her unfortunate blind and deaf victims. Irial could feel the amount of pain given out by each person, both physical and mental. This had never happened before. She only knew how much pain she could bring down on a person. Irial paused. She never could feel what they felt before. Was this a new part about her ability? As she continued, she thought: was this the right thing to do? Hell yeah, this wasn't a time to grow morals. She and Mila would do whatever they had to, whatever loyalties they needed to swear themselves to in order to get back Niki and Shane.
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Post by Galadas on Oct 12, 2008 5:10:44 GMT -5
Martin pauzed, he had killed 4 specials and 3 normal people in the last hour. His healing ability helped him and Andy and William, But for Marion and The Tall man it was to late. He had lost two men allready, but then he gained 5 more powers without anyone knowing it. He now could shoot blue flames out of his hands, just like an old friend, who was now imprissoned at level 5 of the company, could. William appeared next to him schooting down a normal with a gun, Andy lay next to Marion, probaly wounded. Donnet could make and inrase tracks, but when it came to fighting he was useless, as was Hin. The Freezer stood behind Martin, freezing the ground so nobody could really come closer. Martin trasported right behind a special, he had seen that that one could break the ground, The Talll Man disapeared in the whole he made. Just as Martin was ready to burn his spine with his new power someone from behind grabbed his throat and pushed him against the wall. This one had superstrenght, that was for sure. William tried to shoot an other special, but that one healed on the spot and took the gun from William. William was shoked when the girl that healed pulled the tricker. Donnet ran out of the room, feared that they would lose now. Hin was also gone. Martin tried to get lose out of the man's grib, he transported himself out of the way. Then he opened his hands and burned the man's shoulder."Take that!" He yelled. Just a moment later he wasn't able to use his power anymore, none of them, the Freezer also became powerless. Everyone couldn't use their abilities. The Hattian A long black man stepped into the room, his wise eyes looked at Martin, then at Irial and Mila.
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Post by Kyana on Oct 12, 2008 16:10:13 GMT -5
Irial stopped, her eyes locking with Mila. She blanched. Irial could tell that Mila was tense. He was the man that'd taken Shane. He was there. Irial's lips pulled back into a feral snarl, loathing falling off her in droves. The man smiled. He had two guns, and a long knife at his hip. Irial wished that she could tourture him till death, but his power negated hers, like everyone elses. Everyone had frozen, many startled at the loss of their powers, others watching, eyes glowing. Mila took her chance and drew back the gun. Taking aim, she fired.
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Post by Galadas on Oct 14, 2008 16:20:55 GMT -5
everything went black, Martin didn't know what happened, had Mila hit the Hatian? was he dead? He didn't know, but there was one thing he knew for sure. If they were captured, they wouldn't be just brought to a normal cell, they were Level 5.
3 years in the future
Diego smiled a bit, he knew that. "You shouldn't be here!" The man said, with no explination at all he left the building. Diego looked at Esthar, he didn't know how to leave, how to control the abilities he had all seen. He changed back into one person, that was easy, but how could he control the others. "I'll help you." Esthar said as if she heard his thoughts.
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Post by Kyana on Oct 14, 2008 21:43:36 GMT -5
Irial woke. It was dark; she could feel the rough fabric on her face. Panic overwhelmed her for a moment before she calmed enough to think. What'd happened? Where was she? And most importantly: where was Mila? She sat up carefully. Her hands were untied. That was strange. She had a blindfold on, so she took it off. Even without the cover, the room was still dark. She felt her eyes shift, showing her everything in a new light. It was a small room, sparsly furnished. Definetly not a cell. Was that good? There- Mila was lying on the other cot. Irial leapt over, pulling off her blindfold. Mila's hand shot up, grabbing Irial's neck in a strangle. Irial, startled, threw her off. "Mila, it's me. Irial. No need to kill me!" Irial said, rubbing her throat. Mila blinked, eyes focusing. "Oh. Sorry. I was so comfused. What happened?" "I don't know. Did you manage to get a shot off?" "Yea, but I don't think I hit him. Everything faded after I pulled the trigger." They chatted in silent whispers. Suddenly there was a loud knock, making them jump. A man stepped in. "He will see you now."
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Post by Kyana on Oct 14, 2008 22:13:48 GMT -5
(I know, a lot to read. Sorry!) They walked for a while until they entered a large room. A large fire roared in the harth. "Ah, my finest agents- Irial and Mila. What a pleasure..." Irial stiffened, Mila's hand in hers. They felt each other's tension. "Congratulations on completing your assignment, girls. You really do have no hearts for other peoples' pain and suffering, do you?" He gave a sinister laugh. "Have you heard what you new title is?" he waited, then continued. "I really like it myself; very suiting. Death Dealers." they could see the white of his teeth as he smiled at them. "Since this is true, would you like to see Martin? He's in Level 5. You can rough him up a bit before we really get down to buisness, right? Eah?" "No. We did what was necessary. Now we want Niki and Shane back," Irial hissed, her eyes flashing. The man made a tutting noise. "Not so fast, Iri," he said, using her nickame that was only meant for Mila. "You didn't think you were done, were you?" he laughed again, as if all of this were amusing. "Sir, if you think that we'll do any more, you don't know us." "No, Irial. You don't know us!" his tone was menacing. "We are more capabale then you think." Irial didn't reply, but the hatred was there on her face. "You can't bind us forever," she said. "Really? Oh, but you're wrong. You appear heartless, cruel people, but you do have emotions. And to love, is to lose. Ever hear: is it better to have love and lost, or to have never loved at all? No? Well hear this, Irial, and you too Mila. We will tourture them, kill them too unless you do everything we say. Got it?" Suddenly they understood. The Company had acted quicker than they thought, and tracked their signs. They'd suceeded in leading them to Martin and his gang. They'd never get Niki and Shane back. They'd keep using them as blackmail forever. "How do we know you haven't killed them already!?!" Mila said, speaking for the first time. The man's smile grew crueler. He clicked a black remote, a screen appearing. "Watch and learn, dearies." The screen flickere to life, the date and time on the bottom of the screen. There was Shane, kneeling in a white cell. He reched, blood tainting the white floor. Three men, dressed in black stood around him. Irial stood transfixed, as they took Shane and pinned him to the wall, chaining his ankles and wrists. "Know, Irial, that there's not just physical, but mental pain as well. A woman, with silky blonde hair sauntered in to the room. She smiled at him, lifting his face to hers. "What do you fear, boy?" she asked, blue eyes glowing. "Do you fear death, pain, suffering? Perhaps you're more close. She placed her white hand over Shane's bloodied head. He gasped at her touch, back arching off the floor. His eyes rolled in the back of his head and he screamed. Irial looked away. She felt like wreching herself. She felt Mila's arms winde aroud her, keeping her from falling. Tears ran dow her face. She heard the man say: "Ah, love, such a beautiful bond, and so easily severed. To connect yourself to others is to give leverage to your enemies. You of all people, I expect, should know that, Irial. Isn't that what you do? Find the love of other people the use that to rip their hearts out? I've seen you in action; you're immpassive, indifferent to their suffering. You might even smile..." he waited for his words to sink in. "Have you had enough? How about we go on to Niki's video." "NO!!!" Irial roared. Mila tightened her grasp on Irial. "Irial, don't. He's just baiting you!", but Irial and her mad rage, threw her sister off. Irial, threw her mind at the man, but he sat there, not even flinching. "Fool," he spat. The Hattian stepped out from behind the curtain where he'd been hidden. Irial gave a howl of protest and frustration and leapt at him, armed with teeth and claws. A scream stopped her as she collided with the man, her nails digging in. "Do you want to lose everything you care about, Irial?" the man gasped, as she held him in a death grip. "Look." she did- Mila had a knife at her throat, her eyes pleading. "Your boyfriend, your brother and your twin sister. Your parents are already dead. What else do you have to lose except your sanity?"
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Post by Galadas on Oct 15, 2008 15:40:19 GMT -5
Martin woke up, he felt cold stone under he head and arms, his normal clothes were changed into a pants and a shirt. He opened his eyes, night vision was one of the abilities he had gained in the fight, but that one didn't work. Ofcourse not, he was in level 5 for sure, they would do anything to make sure you were powerless. Martin couldn't see much, there was no light in his cell, from what he saw only had a stone table and a sink. His cell was three stone walls, one door and one big glass window from which only a bit of light came through. He could hear people scream around him, from other cells. Not death screams or anything, just people screaming and laughing for attention. Martin tried to sit up, but he was bound to the table. This was the point at which Villians at level 5 would go mad and try anything to get lose, but not him. He knew that all his abilities, every last one of them, would have been made useless. Drugs, that was what they used, on almost everyone. A figure appeared in front of the window, it looked like a shade. Then it went away and a seconde later the door in Martin's cell went open, a young girl walked in, she dragged with her a tray. On there lay a sprayer. Martin felt the drug flowting through his body, it made him weak. He fell back to sleep.
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Post by Kyana on Oct 15, 2008 17:43:19 GMT -5
Irial realeased and stepped away, eyes down. She felt Mila join her. "As you wish, Maste," she said in neutral tones. "But I assure you, if you do anything else to them, I will rip your throat open." It was a sad threat, but it still made Irial feel better. "That was a stupid move, Irial," Mila whispered as they left. Irial shrugged. For now, they'd be pretty free to roam. Cameras were everywhere, they were always watched. If they tried anything, the Company would know. Mila looked around. "Do you want to visit Martin?" she asked. "No." "He was a nice boy." "You say that about all our...vicitims," Irial said. The Master's words were still echoing in her head. They were silent. It took a moment before Irial realized where Mila was leading them. "Mila, I'm not goig. I'll head back to the room." Mila squared her shoulders. "Really, Irial. What's the problem?" "No, Really, Mila. You don't see the problem? He hates us already, why make him hate us even more? if we go, he'll know we worked for the Company. We destroyed what he had for our sakes, and we still are bound to the Company. Did you hear what the Master called us? Death Dealers. I remember when we still had a family, before all this!" Irial said, waving an arm around. "Remember, Mom?" Mila looked tired and sad. "Of course, I remember mom. How could I forget? But you need to let go of everything. If you don't do it because you want to, do it because you need to survive." She sighed. "I hate this as much as you do. Martin will apperciate it. If we can befriend him, perhaps he'll aid us in getting back Shane and Niki." "Fine. But Mila, I don't think thi'll work. It's a long shot."a
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Post by Galadas on Oct 16, 2008 8:30:22 GMT -5
(kyana, since there is only two of us!! how about making some more characters? ) ( Now I made a long reading part ;D) Martin woke up a little, to see a young woman stading in the door way, did he know her? She had long blond hair and smiled warm. But there was this scary thing about her, as if Martin knew her, he had never seen her before in his life." Poor little Marty." She said. Martin compleetly woke up, that voice, it was just like... like... "You ran away from us, and here you are! back!" The woman said, she laughed cruel and sat down on the table where Martin lay, looking at something beyon his vision. "What are you doing here, mom?" Martin asked, mad, his mother had the power of changing her appearance and that of others, but her soft voice was still the same. "We work here, dear! All our lives." She said. "We?" Martin asked, he could allready guess who the second person in the room was." I thought you and Dad were dead, killed by the company." "The company doesn't kill special people like us without a reason. We were to be a happy family under the sight of the company, but you just had to run away." An other voice said, lower and not so warm and welcome. "We could never become a happy family." Martin said, he felt the drugs escaping, just a few minutes longer and he could do what he wanted to do from the moment he ever heard of the company... kill his parents! the people that told him he would become a killer, no mather what. "We didn't needed you to become a happy family, we still have your little sister." His father said, laughing cruel." But you were in the way, our plan was to bring you in. The company would asure our protection if you were safe at level 3 where you could do no harm to anyone." Martin at the moment didn't listen to the plans his father and mother had if they had turned him in. For all those years he thought they were dead, it didn't make him sad that they were dead, only that his little sister was too. She was just one year old when the company came into their house. Before that Martin had plans of his own, when he was old enough he would get his little sister away from those two crazy people that called themselves hhis parents, but it was probally to late to. His sister would be just like them. "If you hadn't run, we would have been a happy family." His mother said, she bow over Martin. printing her long nail into his cheek." Now there is no way to run, you'll stay here all your life, the world will be a better place without you in it. One Villian less." Martin opened his hands, black fire melted the riens around his arms. He pushed his mother's hand out of way. He sat up and smiled to his amazed parents." I'm not a Villian!" He yelled angry and pushed both of them against the wall, the black fire didn't kill now, it made him stronger. 3 years in the future FranceDiego turned away from Esthar." You can't help me." He said." I have to do it myself, but first I want to find out what went wrong in this future." He turned back to smile to Esthar, but she was gone, as was the top of the building. In stead of that he was in a small room, which had one little window. He looked around and saw two man standing in front of him, he concentrated more on one of them, who looked exaltly like... him. "You can't travel to the future without meeting your self." He said, future him. He didn't look much different, only them that he weared a long dark coat and his hair was shorter." I can guess that you're here to find out what is going on." Diego nodded. Future him smiled." You remember Acuer?" Diego nodded, Acuer was the time traveler that was stolen from him. "Well, I can't tell you what happened to us. That would lead to serious problems, you have to make those desicions yourself. But I'll tell you what happened to the world." He grabbed Diego's arm and just a second later they were standing on top of the red brigde in New York from which Diego couldn't remember the name. He could see a little light spot from the middle of the city, a explosion followed. Scared he held his arms in front of his face, but they were allready back in the little room. Future him looked serious." New York exploded, then a million other cities in the world did, all by specials like us, that could heal and blow up. We lost connection with America, Asia, Australia and Africa, but from what I know. People were kipnapped around there, they never came back, all dead. Not only special people like us, but also not special people. A virus spread in Austrilia and Asia, it almost reached Europe. But we got to stop it, it's that you know!" "How can I stop it?" Diego asked scared. "You can't!" Future him answered." I can only make sure that you know." "For what good?" Diego yelled." I can't stop it, what good is it that I know then!" Future him took him by his arm, they teleported to a big mansion. It was beautiful even with the dark shadows and the furnature teared apart." Where are we?" Diego whispered. Future him didn't reply, he walked through the long halls of the mansion until they reached a big door, that was the only place so far that had light. The inside might look better than the grey outside and all the scary paintings that hung in those halls. Diego couldn't get the paintings out of his head, the paintings showed dead and dispare, it was scary even when it was only a painting. They stood in front of the door, two paintings hung on the sides, one showed a boy/man that shooted black fire through his hands to two girls that looked compleetly the same. The other painting showed a cliff and a man falling. Diego didn't know what they meant, a story, or maybe something that happened. After a few minutes of silence Future him held his hands in front of the door, that simply went open without a touch.
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Post by Kyana on Oct 16, 2008 17:11:18 GMT -5
(oh, ha ha. lol.) (making new characters? Well you always do that, but as in main characters, perhaps we could make one more, I guess. Sure, why not?) (Galadas, do you mind if I do a little something with Martin's parents? I have a small plan, but, idk. You could kinda take the incentive and go with it. If not, I'll change my post.)
Mila opened the door, Irial hanging behind Mila. They stepped back in shock as they saw what'd happened. Mila reached in, stripping Martin of his senses. She didn't want anything else to happen. Irial stepped out side and hit the "call" button, summonig two people and the Haiitan. While they wrestled Martin back down to the table and gave him an injection to neutralize his abilities, Irial and Martin moved farther into the room. Martin glared at his parents. Martin's mother's eyebrow shot up as she saw who it was. She gave a smooth, tight-lipped smile. "Hello, Irial. Mila..." she said, inclining her head, her eyes cold and steady. Irial gave the same smile back to her. "Clary," she said, her eyes flashing. "Looks like we came just in time?" she said, a smile in her voice. A tension seemed to build in the air between them before Mila said, "and your buisness here?" she asked, her face a mask. "It is all my buisness and none of yours," Clary (Martin's mother) snapped. "He's our son, know you. You only had to retrieve him, and nothing more." "Really?" Irial said, her eye brows shooting up. She hated Clary almost as much as she hated her husband. There had always been tension between them for a rise in power, a battle that at the moment they were winning, but Irial would't let that be known. She's cut out her own toungue before that. "Because he is our buisness. The Head sent us to see what information we could extract from him." she hissed. It was mostly a lie, but the best lies were made out of some truth, and Mila and herself had a nack for twist words and truth. Clary hesitated. Her husband, who hadn't said a thing came up behind her and whispered into her hear. She nodded. "Fine." Turning to Martin who was looking confused and angry, she gave him a mocking smile. "Night, son." It would've been sweet words, if not for the cutting edge of her voice. Clary and her husband swept from the room.
Irial and Mila locked the door. Martin was still staring incrediously at them, an accusing look him his eye. "You too? How could you..." he spat, a snarl carved into his face. Mila smiled, a half-heartedly warm smile. "Martin, please, lets us explain before you think the worse of us." she said.
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Post by Galadas on Oct 17, 2008 16:33:07 GMT -5
( I'm going to do something to involving your characters ^^ only it's in the future.. so if you have any problems.. tell... )
3 Years In The Future Somewhere in France
Diego stepped into the room after Future him, he couldn't see who was standing right in front of them. "Mila?" Future him called. A young girl jumped out of the shadows behind them, she closed the door and looked mad at future Diego." What the hell are you doing here?" She asked loud. Future Diego smiled." I came to ask you a favor, Mila." He said. Diego had no idea who the girl was, only that she was called Mila, and what Future him's plan was. Mila walked past them and they followed her with their eyes." Didn't I do enough for you yet?" She asked sad.
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Post by Kyana on Oct 17, 2008 18:51:28 GMT -5
(I've changed my post to fit what'd happened. Sry, mustn't seen that.. idk. Anyway, I've made a new character also.)
Joclyn walked down the street, her eyes cold. She could feel all the living animals, humans and others for about five miles away. She shrank her senses to the building. She always took something about from people she inhabitated. No one knew her true power. It was her secret. She could take over people's bodies; go into them and control it, like a puppet. When she was in another person, she could change her appearance by stealing a particular attribute from the body that she was in. Because of this, she always looked beautiful- stunning, her eye, hair, skin,ect. color, shape, size always shifting to what she wanted. She loved to take that of animals too; they were the most beauiful and graceful. They were so interesting. The Company only knew that she could move objects, control them. The knew nothing of her other abilities. She saw her reflection pass by in the black windows. Her eyes were at the moment a tiger gold with her hair raven black with pale skin. She was only 15, but already, she could control her two powers with incredible precision. She was one of the youngest.
Joyclyn fiddled with her black curls as she entered class. She still wanted to live a normal life, even though she often missed school and always was getting into trouble. She always had to change schools to keep out of the Company's radar. Her gold eyes, black hair was how she usually kept her apperance when at school. She sighed, thinking about what'd happened the night before.
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Post by Galadas on Oct 18, 2008 4:42:59 GMT -5
"Sure, explain! It's not like I'm going anywhere." Martin snapped, he was so right about them, they were not to be trusted and he should never took them in.
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Post by Galadas on Oct 18, 2008 4:51:49 GMT -5
3 Years in The Future France
"It's not like that, Mila." Future Diego whispered serious." We need the ability of one of "your Friends". If you just let us absorb that one ability, Mila." Mila shook her head." It's always about abilities when you come here. And I'm not getting you to absord that ability. Who's help do you need." She asked. "That girl who can find anyone." Future Diego said and handed over a photo." To find him." Mila nodded and took the photo." Who is it?" "None of your bisiness." Future Diego snapped. Diego felt out of the talk at that moment, what was he doing here anyways. Future him had a plan but he didn't know what. He excally hoped that Future him would bring him back to the past, so he could stop this future. Mila nodded again, she gave the photo to a girl on the other side of the room and walked back." Who's your friend? He looks like you! Went to the past again, Diego? To stop this?" "Yes!" Diego said, smiling a bit."We're going to stop this future, Mila. And get your sister back."
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Post by Kyana on Oct 18, 2008 10:41:59 GMT -5
Irial stood, impassive as Mila stepped closer, her movements wary. "Martin, we're as trapped by th Company as you are. Pawns in this world conquest." "Really?" Martin said sarcastically. "And that's why you're not chained to a table as well?" "There's more too it. They said if we served them, one part of this service was to capture you, in which we somewhat suceeded. That was the last promise we made. If we did it, then we'd get our little brother back, Niki. And Shane," Mila explained. "Except that they don't plan to honor it. They want to keep us here- forever. We're free, but forever chained, bound to the Company," Mila said bitterly. Martin saw Irial's hard indifferent mask, fall, her face twisted in pain. Irial stepped closer, her unusual eyes catching the light. Martin saw her eyes were gistening with what...tears? "We can help you," Irial said, speaking for the first time, as she blinked away the water in her eyes.
3 years in the future
Mila, her face hopeful, she looked up from he hands, her eyes sharpening. "You can? You will get her back from those...those...monsters?" she said. Mila seemed to have aged twice fold. Her long silky black had hung limp aroud her shoulders, her peircing green eyes faded. Dark circles hung below her eyes and her face seemed swallow. She was a ghost of herself, her body thiner from either lack of eating or just saddness. She smiled. "That would mean my life," she said. I would give you my own abilities as well if it meant having Irial back and well..." she thought. "but what if we're too late?"
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Post by Galadas on Oct 18, 2008 12:43:09 GMT -5
"How?" Martin whispered, he still didn't trust them, but he knew what the company could do to people.
3 Years in The Future
Future Diego sighed." It's probaly allready to late, but that's why I... We have to change the future. And that's why I need to find that person on the picture." He said. Diego listened a bit confused, Future Him told him that there was no way he could change the future. But to Mila he said that there is. Future Diego did one step closer to Mila, as if he wanted to help her, give her a hugh, but he didn't." And I don't want your ability, Mila." He said. The girl who had the picture walked back to them, she handed over a paper. Future Diego opened it and nodded." Thanks." He said, then he gave the paper to Diego." Your first test to control your teleport ability."
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Post by Galadas on Oct 18, 2008 13:08:56 GMT -5
Alex walked through his room, he sighed everytime a minute went by. He was still waiting for his food because this might be the moment he could escape, they would give him food and then exam him for the test of today, that meant no drugs. And for some reason the Company still thought that he was harmless, that he didn't wanted to go out because he could hurt so many people. But Alex knew he had been here for long enough, he didn't have an idea about how many days or months had allready pasted, he lost count a long time ago. After a few minutes a man opened the door to Alex's cell or room as he called it. He held a eye on Alex when he lay the bord on the bed. He said nothing and left the room as he came in. When Alex finished his plate four persons fully dressed in white walked in, they grabbed him and dragged him to an other room, one on level 5. It was a smaller cell then his room in level 4, he was put in and the four persons left. Alex knew what to do, he only had to do it before the door closed, only then he plan would work.
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Post by Kyana on Oct 19, 2008 18:48:40 GMT -5
"How? Well for one, we're not trapped in a cell," Mila said. "We could work something out..." Irial was silent again, glaring at the far wall. "I hate that woman...." she said. Turning to martin, she set her cold gaze on him. "Clary is your mother?"
Joclyn made her way down the street. Finally- school was over. As she passed the window, she noticed three people staring at her. Disconcerted, she walked faster. The three people stood up and started to follow her. That was obvious. She started to run. The streets seemed eeirly empty. She looked behind her. The three people had begun to run as well. Suddenly one had disappered. She screamed as she ran into something. But nothing was there. A woman, invisible before smiled down on her. Joclyn scrambled up. By now she was circled. One man, attacked, wrapping his arms around her. Screaming and kicking out, she managed to make contact. She saw a pot of flowers. The pot suddenly picked up and smashed into the mans head. He fell, unconscious. The woman seemed to fill with rage. She disappered again. The other man seemed to have no power. She leapt up and ran. A coffee shop was around the corner. She dove into it. There was a bunch of people. She felt herself change, as she jumped into the body of the first person there. Suddenly she was seeing through thick glasses. She held a bag and a newspaper, and had a thick head of hair with a black work suit. The three people ran in a moment later, looking around. She smiled knowing they couldn't see her. She pretended to ignore them. Who were these people? Why were they after her? She thought of all this. Deciding to leave, she descretly went to the door and left. The man's body felt strange. She walked onto the bus. Sitting down, she allowed her heart to slow.
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Post by Galadas on Oct 20, 2008 10:20:46 GMT -5
Martin nodded from yes." You know her?" He asked totally off the subject, he almost knew for sure their plans wouldn't work, the company had their eye straigth on them and camera's all over the place.
Alex waited in patients, two of the white dressed persons were still standing at the door, making calculations and attetching wires to Alex's body. If just that door opened up, he thought. Every minute looked like it passed so slow. Alex looked around, the two other persons were standing behind glass from which no blows from him would work, special desighed glass. But if just that door was open he could blow up the whole of level 5 with just one blow. They wouldn't exspect that he would escape, they didn't see his inside smile more as the minutes passed, only the sad face. He had been here for so long, work with them for so long, hadn't tried anything for so long. So long, that they had gotten soft with him. Just a few minutes more and it was time to blow up.
3 years in the future
Diego looked at the paper, he could remember the street, but how was he able to control that ability. Then Future him shook him awake. "Good job!" Future Diego said and smiled, they were standing in front of a house blok in a small street. "I did it?" Diego asked looking around, he began to smile, laugh and jump around. He looked like a small child but didn't care, he did it! All by himself. And now he knew how, he just had to think about the place, as easy as that. He stopped with jumping when he say Future him walking into one of the houses." So, can you explane now? Why did you say to that Mila girl that you could stop the future from happening while you said the opposit to me?" Future Diego opened the door, he walked up the chair." You need someone from my time to stop the future." "But what about the butterfly effect?" Diego asked trying to look Future him right in the eye, but he dodged the look. "This person isn't going back to your time, he'll give you his power." "Huh?" Diego stopped, he felt a bit confused." Can you give it to me than? you know it too then, right?" Future Diego laughed." You can't learn how to use powers from yourself, because we can only copy them, you need the real one." Diego nodded, what power do I get them?" He asked.
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