Young Writers Society

Alexis, telekinesis, Hunter,

"Jesus Christ," I murmured as the light assaulted my eyes. Without thinking, I cocked my gun and pointed it at the way I had been facing when entering the alley. Schera hit me in a blinded daze, but I remained rooted in place.

"Show yourself," I yelled.

Jacob, light/illusion, hunter

Jacob heard the steps drawing closer. He stiffened. If they'd been tailing him, it wouldn't take long for someone to find him. It was now or never.

He leapt out from behind the trash cans with a blinding flash of light and ran towards the people. He wanted to see who it was and get some answers.

Alexis, telekinesis, Hunters:

Within a moment I knew the exact position of where the person was since they started running straight towards our group. That was their mistake. I shot once at the ground to let them know I had one. Their footsteps quickened though. It was still hard to see anything at all, but by triangulating the echoes off the footsteps, I had my guns aimed perfectly at the target.

"If you don't stop running, I'm blowing your brains out." I said softly. I do not make idle promises.

Schera

"Baka!" i screamed as the light surrounded us. What teh hell is going on! I spread out my arms and let the strings to shield us. I don't know where the bloody perp was but at least i could shield myself.

When i opened my eyes. I was all alone at the alley. No one was there. I called my colleague's name but tehre was no response. Everything was dark. I spread out my arms and let the strings flow around me just as a dagger wall came. I was able to block all of them and found the source where it came from.

An illusion i thought and suddenly i attack its source. I opened my eyes again only to be blinded by the light. Beside me Alex and Julienne were trying to concentrate. either that or that they entered an illusion.

"An illusionist" i muttered as i lenghten the lenght of the strings all around the alley. I do not care if i caught the soul of stray cats or absorb a part fo a soul from a passerby-by, all i wnat was to find the prick.
And then he was there. I grinned and prepared myself.

Um, guys i won't be able to post until after school tomorrow. Sorry. Oh, and in case anyone is confused on where Marisol stands, it's all in the DT. Well, I mean it basically says what's gonna happen in my next post.

Jacob, light/illusion, hunter

There was a reverberating gunshot.

"If you don't stop running, I'm blowing your brains out," came a voice.

Jacob slowed to a stop. Fine, you don't want me to run? I'll just bring you to me.

He drew all the light coming into the alley into himself.

Then he projected the image of a wall of daggers coming at the unknown party.

Someone's fighting back pretty hard, he thought as he felt a strange energy come at him, an attack of some sort. Wanting to get a better idea of what he was up against, he released the light he'd absorbed a few seconds ago in a blinding flash. Narrowing his eyes, he was able to make out three figures. He cast an illusion at the two standing closest to each other, so it would look like they were shut in a closet.

Suddenly he let out a scream of pain as a long wispy string lashed his side. It felt as though it was pulling at him, trying to pull him apart...

As he fell to his knees, he noticed a familiar silhouette at the end of the alleyway.

What was going on? And why was Marisol here?

(( That's fine, Phantom!))

Izzy - Shapeshifter

Her eyes flickered open and closed. She caught snatches of a fight. Of people screaming. Of a wolf. Of violence.
Izzy began to stir, pressing her back feebly against the wall. With a groan she pulled herself into standing position and leant back against the surface, her head swimming with the effort.

She could see Chloe some way off, fighting with a guy around her own age. She looked closer and realised that he was the guy from the resteraunt.
What does he want with her, anyways. And what happened to me?

All she could remember was Chloe's paw swiping near her with an alarming speed, she was sure it hadn't touched her but the next moment she'd been flying through the air.
And then only blackness.

Looking the other way, Izzy started as she saw an older guy standing there. He looked tough and determined. And he was staring right back at her, a steely glint in his eye.

I don't like this, she thought, thinking of Chloe's predicament now. Izzy didn't know how to fight, she didn't know what to do.

She could only run away.

Michael

The two sat down at some table, Riley with her strangely named coffee, something Michael hadn't heard of before, and he himself with a simple cappuccino. He opened his mouth, about to say something, to ask her why she'd been so intent on her eyes in the mirror (though he hadn't seen the subtle changes). But at that moment, a howl tore through the air, and many of the shoppers leaped to their feet, running to see what was going on.

Michael began standing, only to hear gunshots start ringing out from elsewhere. He glanced at Riley, "I think we'd better get away from here." The ostensible reason was the obvious danger. But Michael, of course, feared something a little more than the presence of a few gunmen and the sudden appearance of, as it had sounded, a wolf.

Surely that was some kind of shapeshifter, He thought, Which would mean that the gunshots...they must have been government agents or something. He closed his eyes for a few moments, temporarily merging his consciousness with the other two Michaels, warning them of what was going on.

In the exam hall, the original Michael let out an exasperated sigh, drawing a few glances from those around him. And, in the library, a boy who looked exactly like both of them set some books aside, walked into the bathrooms, and promptly vanished.

Riley - powered

"I think we'd better get away from here," Michael said.

Riley had just been thinking the same thing. That howl, was not of an actual wolf. It couldn't have been. Immedeatly, Riley thought back to all the things Travis had gotten her into, all the things he had warned her about.

"Come on," she grabbed Michael by the hand and dragged him away from the coffee shop. For some reason he was just sitting there with his eyes closed.

Riley and Michael ran toward the nearest exit, avoiding the main scene with the gun shots and howling. They were almost to the door when someone yelled. "What the hell is this?! Two more heading for the exit!"

Marisol-SONIC SREAM-Hunter

Tap...Tap...Tap

Marisol's fingers trilled across the food court table. Of course, Jacob was still no where’s to be found. I'll never find him.She frowned. Just then gun fire sounded.

"Did you hear that?" A lady at the table next to hers asked a passerby. He nodded and when another gunshot sounded he sprinted into the forming crowd of anxious shoppers.

Marisol was already dodging her way through the throng, muttering "excuse me" and “I’m sooo sorry" as she went. When she finally reached the doors someone screamed. Ugh, will you people move! With one last shove she broke loose and stumbled out onto the sidewalk. Darkness tugged at her vision.

Not before she caught a glimpse of Jacob. She smiled. Her gazed traveled down, until she gasped. He's on his knees....why is he on his knees? The image hung in behind the darkness that encompassed her vision.

Schera

A hunter...that was the first thing that came to my mind. He was a bloody hunter! Why the hell would he attack us?! What an idiot...as my two companions began to recover, i bit my lip. His body was surrounded by strings. He was looking at me but not at me. There was something he was looking at...

I shook my head and pulled the strings away from him.
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
He look pale. I was not surprised. Due to his stupid acts, i absorbed almost 1/10 of his soul within me. He can recover soon but for now he was like zombie.
'What happened?!" Alex behind me exclaimed as they went out of the illusion.
"Good news?? we got a new kid on our ahnds...guess we should make a new group. Come on, we'll find Stevie and that bloody Theo. I bet he's not captured that puppy."
I led the group as we went deeper within the alley looking for Theo and more Powereds.

The Hunter

The Hunter's prey saw him. He watched her carefully, but stayed still. The girl got up nervously, but slipped away quickly.

A tight smile grew on the Hunter's face. He slipped forward, after her. She glanced back at him nervously.

The Hunter tailed the girl until she made a wrong turn, stopping in confusion. The Hunter was behind her in moment.

"Good afternoon," he drawled slowly. The girl jumped and spun around. The Hunter nodded to her. He made a decision to wait before attacking. The Hunter had not gone on a Hunt of his own for so long. He wondered what the Powered thought now.

Jacob continued to stare absently at the space around Marisol, his thoughts disjointed and muddled. He didn't seem able to make himself do anything.

What did she do to me? Is she a hunter? Haven't I seen her before? The questions swirled through his head, but the only response he could come up with was This is what I get for being paranoid.

As he started to adjust to whatever that girl had taken out of him, she turned to leave. No, he couldn't let her leave him like this! He had to know what had happened.

His eyes focused and he stumbled forward. "What... who are you? What did you do to me?" He sounded scared.

Izzy - Shapeshifting - Powered

"Good afternoon," came the voice behind me, making me jump. It was slow and measured, like a cat who knows his prey can't escape. Like someone who always got what they wanted.

"Hello." she managed to choke out, her fear expressing itself in just one word.

She knew that if she tried to run again, he would follow her.

But what if I don't run, she thought. Would this guy be able to fly?

She took a deep breath and searched the area around her. There were no windows outside, no way to fly out.

The guy took a step forward. "I wouldn't shape shift, if I were you. I will follow."

But Izzy couldn't help herself, she didn't know what to do. She was so scared, so new to this that she had to try and run. She had to.

In a flash, Izzy was a wolf sprinting away. She put her head down and pushed her muscles more than they'd ever been pushed before.

Michael

The brief moment to warn himself of what was going on had been completely necessary, but it had left him disoriented for a few moments when he snapped back to reality. He was grateful for Riley's quick thinking, though, feeling himself being pulled along by her, towards the exit.

A frustrated shout changed that, though. "What the hell is this?! Two more heading for the exit!"

Michael's face drew into a mask of horror. Sure, he could drop himself out of there easily, collapse this body and only have to worry about the exam. But that would leave Riley to face the hunters alone, and Michael simply couldn't do that to someone.

In the exam hall, he flipped through the paper quickly, judging that eighty-five percent was good enough, and that this wasn't really much to worry about anyway. He raised his hand, requesting a bathroom break, and returned that body instead, so that all his concentration would be focused on more important things. Like survival.

Meanwhile, his shocked face was turned to Riley, surprise written clearly across it, "You're one too?" He said, astounded. How had he not seen that? He'd suspected, for a moment, but it had just been a passing hope, no belief in it.

On the second floor, a pair had just split up, the two taking different directions to close in on Michael and Riley. While they could have simply been other panicked shoppers, Michael knew better. They were too grim faced, there was too much purpose in their movement. And what could he do? His power was useless, if they were armed. He winced inwardly - this was almost certainly going to put him through some serious pain, but they needed to get out of there.

He closed his eyes for just a moment, and two duplicates stepped out of him, seeming to flow seamlessly out from his body. They stood between the closing hunters and their targets, although they were also technically targets. Michael grabbed Riley's arm, pulled her towards the exit again. "That should keep them busy, let's go."

**Those hunters can be anyone, or they can just be another random pair who aren't characters. For the record, if one double is hurt or killed, the others, and Michael, all feel a portion of the pain as well, but won't actually be hurt or die. Like, if one of the three currently there was shot, the others would each feel half the pain, although wouldn't have a bullet wound.**