>>The Escape<<

[Yeshallbeasgods]

The government has set up a secret research organization called Technical Studies and Research: TSR. It captures children that have abilities outside of human recognition and tests them to learn what in the brain triggers this in an attempt to learn how to enable this ability in other humans. All the teenagers in TRO's custody were captured at a young age, between seven years old and ten years old. Their families eliminated upon the children's capture, the only people the teens now have in this world are each other. Bonds were grown early in life as they were all ripped away from the warm and familiar and stuck together.

During a fire drill, several teens start looking around outside and soon gather the idea of an escape. Passing along the word to the others, soon, they had a plan. Hardly developed, the plan was doomed to fail but desperate, the teens worked together at every lunch period and soon had ideas in place. The guards are on high alert, feeling like something is going to happen. The safety on the guns are all off, highly trained soldiers patrol every corridor. Now all that left is... The Escape.

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The hallways were darkened, only a few lights lined the halls. Two soldiers patrolled every hall and the teens were left in their rooms for the night. Apolocee sat in the cell, watching the time pass by. Using her special senses, she kept track of the soldiers as they passed her room. The clock slowly ticked closer to midnight and as soon as she felt ready, she snuck out of her room as the soldiers passed again. She found the nearest room and knocked gently on the door, not sure who was inside but her senses telling her that it was another teen like herself.
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[Chromatic]

A single, blinding bright, white colored fluorescent light was all that existed in the psychologist examination office. Hanging low to a small, rectangular table from a faulty wire, it swung back and forth, flickering on and off. One would have thought that such a large government project would have had the money to scrape out better accommodations for their workers. But then, the government was, in this day in age, a cheap, corrupted shell of a system. The politicians cared only for themselves, and their own well being. Hence why they decided that children were to be captured, no doubt.

Currently, this room bore presence to but two people. On one side of the table, adorning a black suit, with a white undershirt, and a black tie, was a white haired, glasses wearing gentleman somewhere in his fifties. Placed next to him on the table was a badge, indicating his status a trained TSR psychoanalyst. Staring him down from the other side of the table was a much younger male with dark hair, and a smug expression. He wore no clothing of his own, but rather, an orange jumpsuit, as one might see in a prison setting. Just another way that TSR kept their kids down. Give them prison uniforms, and they'd lose all hope. That seemed to be the running philosophy.

The two continued to stare at each other, almost daring one another to be the first one to speak. As a shock to the teen, who had been about to voice his desire to leave, the psychoanalyst was the one to give in first. "Well," he stated callously in a voice heavily accented in a meld Eastern European heritage, "I'm glad that you decided to come quietly this time Kaiser. And i'll tell you now that the guards that escorted you here are standing outside of the door. So, don't worry about trying to escape me again. Now, let's get started..."

 

[Chaos]

Jonathan lay in his room quietly. It was pretty quiet as if the guards weren't on duty. "Yeah right they always are on duty," thought Jonathan. He sat up from the cold steel bed the guards gave him. "It feels like I'm sitting on a block of ice. At least they can do is give me a decent bed," said Jonathan. He sighed and knew he wasn't going to get any better sleeping quarters any time soon.Suddenly there was a knock on the door. He was guessing it was one of guards probably going take him to do more experiments. He got off the bed and walk to the door. "Listen what is it. If its about more experimenting I thought I was done for today," said Jonathan. For some reason the knock did not sound rough like the guards did. It sounded gentle and besides the guards would have already let themselves in. He wondered who was his mysterious visitor this time of night.

Hope sat in her room writing her diary. She usually write in it before she went to bed. Today she wasn't writing to much because it was nothing special happen. She didn't get experimented today she was glad. But, it felt strange usually she get experimented earlier in the day but, nothing. Even though her power was one of the strongest since it was ability to cancel other powers she didn't have much control of it. She usually past out every time she use her power. She close her diary and hope no guard came in later in the night. She hid her diary under her bed and soon lay back in the bed. She soon fell asleep with no problem today. Maybe it was because she didn't get experimented today

 

[Oathkeeper(:]

Taylor lay sprawled out under her covers. It's been ten years, but the beds never got any more comfortable. She sighed as she shifted and turned onto her other side. Her cell was dark, as it was even during the day, and usually Taylor would have no problem going to sleep...but tonight, no matter how hard she tried, the peaceful sleep that had kept her somewhat sane these past few years wouldn't come.

She let out an exasperated sigh as she lay on her back and stared up at the ceiling....though she couldn't really see it. She figured she'd just lay down until she could fall asleep or morning came...whichever came first.
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[Piercing Light]

Sitting in his room Capell tapped his foot impatiently. "Come on, come on." The plan to escape was to be put into action today, and he didn't feel like waiting much longer. He stood up and started pacing the room. "Don't tell me they chickened out or something..." He walked up to his door. "The guards should be done checking this area by now." He turned the handle. "Locked." Tapping into his power, he lifted the tumblers inside. With a satisfying click the door opened. "Yes!" He pushed the door open and looked around, the hall was clear of guards. Scanning the gray walls he spotted the fire alarm. It was the key to the plan. Normally the entire place was on lock down, however when there was an emergency, say a fire for example, the building's security system unlocked the exits. "Okay everybody, I hope you're ready." He pulled the alarm. Immediately the complex was filled with flashing red lights and a blaring siren. "Alright! Time to blow this joint!"

 

[Kiba]

Slender fingers strummed rhythmically across the body of a worn guitar. Another set of fingers up on the neck of the guitar, changing form and moving up and down the frets every few strums. The soft melody loud enough for the guards, the people imprisoned next to him, and those directly across from his room to hear. The tune stopped as one of the hands rose up and pushed a few stray hairs from the boys face. It then moved up to the tuning pegs and twisted one, strumming to hear a slightly distorted note become perfectly tuned. "All right," said David softly speaking to himself. He was lucky enough that they let him keep the guitar knowing that he couldn't harm anybody with it.

He adjusted his position, his back against his bed and began to strum the intro chords to a song. His voice, sang out clearly and lovely.

♫ I walk by the rivers edge,
skipping smooth wet stones
and watching them sink

I never was a fan of innocence
I've got two black eyes
and an empty fifth of gin

and I see I'm wrong for you
but we tried
you swear I'm hard to lay beside-

His singing was cut short by the sound of an alarm. He calmly checked his watch and a look of confusion flashed across his face for a moment. He closed his eyes briefly and reopened them. Those in neighboring cells were wondering what was going on. It's too early, He thought and quickly stood up and walked over to his door, leaving the guitar on the floor. He opened it slightly and noticed a couple guards running towards the exits. He sighed, quickly placed the guitar in it's case and slung it around his shoulder. Let's do this... He thought and stepped out the door.

He veered right and could hear some of the guards footsteps up ahead. He walked a brisk pace, making sure to keep tabs on any guards around him with his ability. He noticed that most of the kids were awakened from sleep. They're terrified, he thought as he passed a couple cells. Turning right once more he accidentally bumped into one of the kids. "Sorry..." he said extending a hand to help him up. He noticed the pulled fire alarm on wall beside them and his lips turned down. "So it was you huh?"
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Song is Heartfelt Lies by Ron Pope. I take no credit for the lyrics. ^^

 

[Yeshallbeasgods]

"Listen what is it. If its about more experimenting I thought I was done for today,"

Apolocee chuckled softly and glanced around for any sign of the guards before quickly ducking into Jonathon's room. She knelt close the the ground and looked up at him with her bright golden eyes.

"You're guards are patrolling another part of the hall, we can get to-" It was then that the fire alarm went off. "Dammit! The soldiers will be on alert now. We should have grouped together before hitting the alarm, they'll have an easier time of getting now that we're spread out." She muttered to herself then took a breath.

"Now or never, let's get the hell out of here."

 

[King Wolfe]

A young man woke up to the sound of snapping fingers in front of him, he weakly lifted his head up and saw to whom those fingers were connected to, "You aren't done with Christopher." Said the man coldly, Chris bowed his head and scoffed inwardly, he hated when people called him that. He looked around him and remembered where he was, a small white room, it was cramped, smelled like decayed bodies, and the bright white walls blinded him. There was a small and meek light fixture above, it cracked and buzzed occasionally, it's dim light barely shined the room. Chris look ahead, he was sitting in a cruddy white metal chair that squeaked and groaned at the slightest movement, there was a small white table in front of him, cracks decorated it and writing scratched the surface from; 'This is hell!' or 'Thus I refute thee'.

He checked himself, looking down at himself as if to make sure he was tangible, his hands were tied behind the back of the chair and his face was covered in a mask of sorts, a silver metal mask covering his face, more specifically his mouth and nose, it left his eyes open but black shades were placed over his eyes. This was to insure none of the 'doctors' got caught in Chris' illusion, he can trigger the illusion by sound or by making eye-contact. He looked at the 'test subject' in front of him, an older gentleman, he had a beard with gray streaks at the end of it, his hair was disheveled and hung in his eyes, his eyes were crazed and glazed over he too was confined in his chair. They wanted to hone in Chris' abilities, and in order to do that he was to trap a convict in an illusion and torture him to the point where he confesses to his crimes (he was found not guilty by the doctors of this place in exchange he 'volunteered' for this experiment.)

It isn't that Chris couldn't do it, he has been trying for over 5 hours, no breaks, no chances to rest, he was exhausted to say the least, his eyes burned with pain and the pain radiated from his head all the way over to the rest of his body.

The doctor who was clad in a white lab coat, was in his 40s, he had a shiny balding head with little hair on his sides. His face was sharp and bird-like, he looked tired and bored, and large round glasses sat on the bridge of his nose. He leaned in forward and pulled off the black shades from Chris's eyes, he avoided eye-contact and scurried out of the room.

Chris sighed heavily and felt his warm breath bounce of his mask and hit his mouth. The man across him bounced up suddenly, then a voice was heard echoing in the room, Test Subject Number 456-700A, please stay awake, if you have trouble doing that we will administer small electric shocks to you, thank you. A dull and almost robotic voice stated that every time the man fell asleep, he looked around the room and struggled out of his seat, "Let me out of here!!!" Screaming at the top of his lungs he had no reply, as he looked around the room he made on fatal mistake, for one brief second he made eye-contact with Chris.

In that second he caught him, the man woke up to find himself in an empty field, tall green grass surrounded him, the spring sun shined down on him, and a gentle breeze caressed his weary body. He plopped on the floor and looked up at the sun content with life, he soon realized he now had the body of a 6 year old, and that this field was his grandfather's farm, he smiled as the sun warmed his young face.

The warmth became hotter, with each second the heat intensified, he opened his eyes and the bright sun nearly blinded his eyes, his body felt incredibly hot, feverish, no even worse! He got to his feet and began to run but it seemed the sun followed him, running and running he had no escape, soon his back burst into flames, dropping to the floor he tried to smother the flames but the entire field was up in flames, he cried out in pain but the fire continued to burn. Looking up at the once blue sky that became blood red he became terrified as an image of a young woman appeared on the sky, the woman he killed. He cried out in pain, screaming until his throat burnt sore, looking at the floor he saw his skin was melting off, "OK FINE! I DID IT, I DID ITT!!!!" The young boy screamed and with that the field was gone, the older man dropped his head on the table, his throat was sore and his back felt hot, though that was an illusion Chris has complete control over the person's body so he can make them feel real.

Chris was exhausted as well, he watched as the man dropped his head on the table and began to drool, he passed out from the illusion. He felt something warm and wet race from his eyes down to his chin, blood.

He used his powers to the extent where his eyes began to bleed, he leaned back and became startled by the sound of an alarm, looking weakly up to the wall he noticed the time, E-early.

The doctor ran in the room to check on the convict, "Impressive, it only took you 4 hours 32 minutes and 45 seconds to break him, you are still too weak, if your initial illusions were as terrifying as the one you used to break him you would've been out of here a lot faster. Don't be so considerate of other people's well-being fool." He said coldly, he turned to see Chris's head down and blood dropping from his eyes, he grabbed his head and pulled it up worried he might've died, another mistake.

Chris started the illusion the second he made eye-contact, in two seconds the doctor fell forward unconscious, Chris, breathing heavily, jumped in his seat, he pulled his hands away from the chair and was free. He fell forward and untied the ropes confining his feet. Wiping the blood from his eyes, he removed the metal mask and he broke through the door and sprinted down the hallways, "All right, guards should be coming right around the corner... Now!" Muttering to himself he was correct, he did a somersault and jumped over three guards surprising them all.

The first one swung his baton at him, he ducked underneath it, performed a sweeping kick knocking him on his back and punched him on his chin, the other two ran forward, but Chris whistled catching both of them in his illusion, in a second they fell over unconscious. He wasted no time and continued running, turning a corner he bumped into a boy that was helping another one, knocking him down he fell over on top of him.

 

[Amalthea]

It's dark...again. Why is it always dark? Alice thought to herself. It's not like the light does anything to hamper my visions. She was getting more and more frustrated with her situation. She was always telling herself that one day she’d get out of here, but the question was when…That’s when she was hit with another vision: the guard had a paunch, but most of them did here. He led her out of her room to another lab. The scientist that met them there stabbed Alice with needles over and over again…

Alice yelled as the vision ended. This was it. She had to get out of here now. When the guard came in about 3.5 minutes, she’d use some of the karate she’d learned to get away from him and out the door. Alice sat up in her bed and centered herself. When the guard opened her door, she launched herself at him, taking him down with a swift kick to the head. He wasn’t , but he wasn’t talking either. Alice peeked down the hall both ways, then dragged the unconscious man into her room. She tugged him onto her bed, then stole his keys gun and boots and locked him inside what was once her cell.


(OOC: Will post for Siri separately)

 

[Oathkeeper(:]

Taylor was just on the edge of sleep when the fire alarm blared through her ears. She nearly jumped halfway to the ceiling. She sighed as she slowly sat up in her bed.

"So...it was more than 'just talk' after all..." Taylor said to herself as she stood up, giving herself a moment to get past the dizziness that normally followed whenever she got up quickly. She walked over to her cell door and jiggled the handle. Locked. Of course. For the past few days, Taylor had heard some talk from the "students" about breaking out of the prison. Until now, she didn't think much of it, and she really didn't think anyone had the guts to go through with it. Luckily, she had been proved wrong.

It had been a considerable amount of time since the guards had passed through this area, so it would probably be a few minutes before they made it back to release all of the inmates and get them to relative safety, though they probably also knew of the plot to escape. If there was any ever chance of Taylor being able to break out, now would be the time.

She stood back a few feet and took in a deep breath. Locking her eyes on the door. Her power wasn't that developed, but if she could at least loosen the locking mechanism, she should be able to break the door enough to get out. She then focused on the lock and pushed her hand out in front of her. The force sent from her hand seemed to bounce off of the door and sent her flying back against the wall, though the lock was dented. Albeit barely.

"Damn it..." she muttered as she slowly stood up, brushing herself off. She needed to focus more. She took in a large breath and focused all of her thoughts on moving the door. She thrust both hands forward in an attempt to open the door, and this time the lock busted.

"Yes!" she said, jumping up and down in excitement as she skipped over to the door and pushed it open. She slid out of her cell and gave herself a moment to adjust to the lighting in the hallway before she started to run.
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[Piercing Light]

"Yeah it was me." Capell said, grabbing his hand and standing up. Just as he said that he saw another boy run into him. "Oh, hey Chris." He said with a smirk. As they both got back up Capell cracked his knuckles. "You guys ready to get out of here? We should waste no time in meeting up with everyone else." They all knew the layout of the building, as well as the surroundings. The complex was surrounded by a dense forest. Many of them would be taken outside for training, so they took the opportunity to scout the area. They all agreed on a small clearing in the woods to meet up. Stepping around a corner Capell bumped into a tall barrel chested man. He backed up and looked up at him. "Hey there Jim... We're just uh. taking a walk." He laughed nervously. The tall man simply grunted and made a grab at Capell. He quickly ducked and countered with a punch to his gut. The man laughed. "Oh shi-" Jim kicked him in the chest, sending Capell a good seven yards across the floor. As he slowly tried to get up Jim charged at him. "No you don't!" Capell yelled, swiping his right hand, oping a door swiftly with his powers. Jim ran straight into it. He staggered for a few moments before falling to the floor with a thud. "Geez, That guy is always a pain."

 

[<3]

Dawn sat quietly in the cold corner of her confined cell. Her melancholy hazel eyes stared down at the spiral ringed book she now mindlessly doodled in as she rubbed her temple still raw with pain from the latest experiments they performed on her.

A single tear raced down her pale skinned cheek marking the white page. Remembering what they had done was worse. Nobody wants their mind to be so carelessly fiddled through when wide awake and with so much pain and fear. She remembered her beckoning screams, struggling with the bonds that tide her to that cold steal table, the blood trickling down her face mixing with her tears. However, all of it was done in vain.

The scientists continued to stand above her, ignoring her pleas. Although her eyes were fogged she could still see through the sound proof glass case surrounding her to notice their smirks, the very ones that reminded her of his smirk.

They touched her in places she could never have never imagined. Their greedy hands only taking and not caring for all the pain. So much pain. And the blood. She drowned in it. Legs slipping as she kicked and squirmed attempting to get out of his reach but failing. His laugh, that callous laugh was all she heard above the screaming and the beatings. He didn't care. No one did.

"Shut up you stupid girl!"

Dawn's scream filled every corner of the room with an unbearable high pitch scream as she leaped out of her corner, the book slapping hard into the concrete floor. Her chest heaved up and down racing along with her rapid heart threaten to leap out at any moment. Dawn's eyes darted across the room inspecting it as she curled her arms around her chest for comfort.

The voice sounded so real. So close. As if he were whispering them in her very ear. Her powers playing tricks on her again, she quickly realized, but they were so good, so real. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as Dawn crouched down to the floor, holding herself tightly together in case she fell apart.

"Nobody wants this. Nobody." She cried rocking back and forth on the heels of her bare feet, her head buried so far into her arms she longed for it to never get up.

"It's the same thing, every time." She thought. "There's no escaping them. Night terrors, day terrors, they're all the same."

It was then when she heard it. Lifting her head, her face filled with the curiosity of a small child, she turned her attention towards her door. The sound was mild, however, her ears were more acute than the average. It wasn't uncommon for Dawn to hear the sounds emitting outside her room. The cell was only built to keep sound in, not out.

Dawn stood tall, afraid to walk towards the door, but did so against her better judgment. Standing on her tippy toes she peaked through the small window and noticed the guards rushing towards the exits. The other children had been quietly planning an escape, she had forgotten it had been planned for this night. But, wasn't it too early?

Dawn turned to her left to pick up the device that was always mandatory for her to wear every time she stepped foot out of her cell. It was an odd design, and it was the only one in the world. Built to keep her mouth closed with electric currents traveling to her brain keeping her from using her powers.

Her hands drew back slowly, unable to determine whether to wear it in case she was caught and then punished. Rubbing her wet face with her sleeves, she picked up her small book from where it had been dropped and cautiously opened the cell door.

The halls were clear of guards but this news was not enough to set her mind at ease. She had never wondered the halls without her helmet and in turn, never communicated with the other children. Could she trust them?

Stepping forward, Dawn chose to turn left. The corner wasn't to far away and the idea of running away was beginning to become appealing. Her heart beat increased as she slowly jogged to the corner, making sure to look in all direction in case of being caught.

She turned the corner and looked in front of her just in time to watch another boy knock down a guard. Dawn froze where she stood, her eyes wide with fear as she studied them all. Her arms still tightly closed around her and her book pressed against her chest with an unknown force.

She hoped they would not notice her. But she was too close, and there was no way she could get away unnoticed.

 

[Kiba]

"You do realize we're way ahead of schedule..." David said coolly and shrugged his shoulders. "It's all right. It seems it's working." He watched as Capell attacked the guard and as the guard tumbled into one of the rooms. "Geez, That guy is always a pain." Capell said. David turned around and realized there was a girl there. "Dawn..." he said though he had never met the girl before. "No time for small chatter... We gotta get out of here. Just follow us."

David used his ability to scan ahead and make sure nobody was patrolling anywhere. "The coast is clear," He said enthusiastically. "Let's go."

His footsteps echoed as he walked down the hall. Hmm, Left or right? He thought and sensed four guards to the left. Right it is. He thought and turned right. "Come on guys!" He said and waited for them to catch up. "I don't sense any guards in the next few passages. Capell, watch behind. Your ability will be quite useful is someone tried to run up to us. Christop- I mean Chris keep your eyes open for any guards up ahead. I'll keep checking our surroundings. Dawn, you stay between us, Got it?" He didn't like giving orders but he knew without some organization they would get no where. He made his way down the hall and there was another fork. Left or Right...

Guards on the right... and on the left... hmm... "Hey, there are guards down both ways. What do you say?" He asked the two that were with him.

 

[Aliahya]

As Ardri looked back on the last hour of her life she hung her head in shame, her third body lay in front of her. The body of a youth at the age of about 12 lay dead with three incision marks in his chest. She looked around the testing hall at the blood and sweat that thickened the walls. As she looked at her fellow testers she announced the time of death as a siren blared and water sprayed from the roof. “Damn it, you, wrap this up and take it to the incinerator” She pointed to a three guards outside the room “ I’d like you to go check on subject 456-700A, he is in test chamber 4A” They left immediately. “QUICKLY, also check the children, something is amess” she shouted out the door. They replied in a unison of “Yes ma’m”

Ardri placed her fingers to her head and sighed again, she ran out taking off her blood stained apron and mask. Washing her hands she thought to about her father, she was doing this for him. As she opened the door she heard over the COM system “CODE RED! CODE RED! TEST SUBJECTS HAVE ESCAPPED THERE CELL! CODE RED” She was drenched from head to toe but that didn’t stop her from grabbing her belt filled with tazers and needles filled with knock out liquid (I forget the scientist name of that stuff) “Damn two jobs” she said as she ran into a brawl between Capell and the guard Jim, she watched as Jim was defeated in a quick use of capells powers as a door was swung open. they girl called Dawn and another boy teamed up with him she saw this as her chance to delay them as much as possible "Excuse me! " She said innocently " i hate to be a stick in the mud, but you shouldnt do this, im not a guard so you can trust me " But even so she needed her partner now, where was Siri?

 

[Amalthea]

“CODE RED! CODE RED! TEST SUBJECTS HAVE ESCAPED THERE CELL! CODE RED”

"Shit," Siri muttered under her breath. She jumped off her bunk and grabbed her belt that carried her twin pistols. Unlike her partner Ardri, she didn't need the kids alive. Her job was elimination. But, just in case, she grabbed her stunner as well and clipped it into its holster.

Jogging down the hall, Siri caught a glimpse of the test subject Capell take out Jim and run out. Immediately, Siri made to follow but stopped short as she caught sight of a drenched Ardri.

"What happened?" Siri yelled down the hall to her partner. "I thought they were secure. Boss isn't gonna like this."

 

[King Wolfe]

Chris clenched his teeth as more and more people began to pile up the hallways, he could get rid of them with his illusion technique but he used it so much torturing the convict he would have no energy left and possibly die, he had to risk it though. He pursed his lips and got ready to whistle, just then a tremendous migraine took over, he clutched his head and got to his knees, his eyes bled more, he wasted too much energy with the first guards he saw at this rate he'll have no chance. Another wave of pain shook him, he screamed out and fell to the floor unconscious.

 

[<3]

Dawn flinched when he heard the boy -- David, she thinks his name is-- address her. She only remember passing him through the halls, she never realized he knew her name. He beckoned for the small group to move on forwards. Dawn obeyed, jogging to keep up with the boys long strides.

"I don't sense any guards in the next few passages. Capell, watch behind. Your ability will be quite useful is someone tried to run up to us. Christop- I mean Chris keep your eyes open for any guards up ahead. I'll keep checking our surroundings. Dawn, you stay between us, Got it?" Dawn nodded quietly taking her place between them. Her ears pricked. She could still hear the scurrying of footsteps even underneath the loud sirens.

"Hey, there are guards down both ways. What do you say?" David said as they stopped before a forked in the road.

"Left." Dawn said quietly, lifting her head slightly to look at David. "There are few men on the left, and they are scared." She pointed to the direction she wished to go in. She, more than anyone, knew that fear makes people weak. Taking on guards who bare fear in their hearts will be easy to defeat.

"If we hurry, we can take them by surprise. They comfort themselves with the fact that we will not be traveling in a group." Dawn could tell this all by the sound they made, and that gave Dawn some courage.

"Excuse me! " Dawn almost leaped out of her skin as she turned around and saw another woman rush up towards them. Dawn took a few steps back, on her own guard. "I hate to be a stick in the mud, but you shouldnt do this, im not a guard so you can trust me "

Dawn noticed the womans belt. "I-if your not a guard, why are you carring such simmilar weapons to them?" she accused, backing away further. If they wanted to get away, they had to leave now.

 

[Amalthea]

Alice ran down the hall, keeping to the shadows as much as possible. She was lucky she hadn’t run into any other guards. A small vision flashed in front of her eyes of a group of guards down the next hall, facing the other way. There was another group of escapees coming down the hall from the opposite direction. The same group of guards was in both of their ways.

Alice quietly moved around behind the guards, then pulled her fist back and punched one of the guards in the back of the head, leaving only four of them standing. They all went after her, but she knew the other group of kids was just down the hall. They’d get here and help her out before anything major went wrong…hopefully.

 

[Aliahya]

“Dang it!” She saw Siri at the other end of the hallway, “We have three in this area! Come on! I can suppress but we need them alive, this time, to be honest I don’t want another dead body on my hands boss is already mad enpought as it is” she ran after them and projected her power in the nearest perimeter towards Dawn, Capell and David. They would not be able to use their powers at all when she was in a good 10-metre radius. “Siri! I’ve suppressed them, your still able to use yours, quickly!, we need them! ”

 

[<3]

Dawn had expected the woman to become aggressive, however, it was still a shock notheless. The moment the woman picked up her foot to charge towards them, Dawn had already began bolting down the left corridoor. She stumbled over her own feet as the shock made it's way through her small body. She could hear another girl directly in front of her fighting the guards she had previously heared.

Dawn closed her eyes tightly, praying this one was on her side. One of the guards shouted at the girl she believed was named Alice and Dawn took this as her chance. Still running towards them, Dawn emplified the sound of the man's voice. The bulky man clasped tightly at his head as he paused in front of Alice, the other men froze, worried for their friend.

The guard screamed louder, each time he did so, the screaming inside his head grew louder and unbareable. He collapsed to the ground just as Dawn ran past grabbing the other girls arm and dragging her along side her. They had no time to pause and fight the others, they had to escape before they caught her and started all the pain again.

Touching another human was odd to Dawn, but she ignored the sensation begging for her to withdraw and return to her empty room. She had to do this. Besides, the three man she had left behind would be following them by now.