Voltages (Closed)

Spoiler

Most definitely.

I took a wide stance, charging up the power I'd need for a wide-field gamma ray burst. I just hoped Mince would be able to hear me. Once I was ready, I dialed back my vision to microwave frequencies, so I wouldn't blind myself.

"Now!" I shouted.

Trevor and the others pancaked--

And I unleashed a gamma ray flare, right at the Hiddens. The beam clipped Mince, but Nephil and the others got the worst of it. Every single one of them dropped in place, out cold. Then came the shockwave of superheated air, knocking me back a few steps.

I returned my vision to ultraviolet, and tapped Trevor to let him know I was finished. I didn't use gamma rays often, because of the side effects--when the Hiddens woke up, they'd have pretty bad headaches and temporary retinal damage--but Trevor had definitely made the right call, letting me use them this time.

Spoiler

This is not over yet!

Nephil

I barely see it happen in time, the blind girl unleachs what I knew immedaitly gamma rays, I move in front close my eyes tight and push Masamune against it, it blew up but I wasn't harmed Zaen stands with her eyes closed but the new recruit and Twila were out. I see Fang my old sword glow a bright white and so does Masamune.

"That's how you want to fight? Have a taste of you're own medcine! Masamune unleach you're power!" I yell as I swing it around unleaching wave after wave of gamma rays back at the blind girl.

She forgets about Masamunes power and looks away shes knocked to the ground unconceious, I look back at Trevor and armed myself ready for battle as Tori joins him at his side, this was going to be one heck of a fight. That was easy enough to tell..

Mince

Something clipped me and I stumbled. Everyone around me collapsed, and I screamed in pain. I fell to a knee, my firey form shimmering. I sheathed my sword, trying to close the gates. Pain exploded in me, and I arched back, the fire burning the new girl and the HIdden. I couldn't turn back!!!!!!! I screamed louder, fire exploding from my mouth. No way was I going to die. The Loyalists needed me.

I hugged myself, trying to force the gates closed. I unsheathed my sword again, and the flames around me shimmered enough for Trevor and the others to see my stab myself. MY sword shook as it fed the flames. Fire started to appear everwhere, but I had to stop it. I screamed again, my voice cracking, as the fire started to burn me as well. I was losing my powers? I couldn't!

I struggled to stand, and placed my hands on the hilt, and shoved the sword deeper. The fire stopped burning, but now blood was staining my shirt. I didn't care. I blinked a couple times, starting to gain control again. I growled, breaking the chains holding my subconscious from getting control. Any fire within 50 miles faded as I managed to turn normal.

I fell to the ground, pulling the sword out of my stomach, sheathing the bloody blade. I smiled weakly at Trevor, before going into a coma.

Trevor

Nephil and Zaen are somehow left standing after it's all said and done. Just after Stella finishes, Mince goes through hell. He stabs himself, trying to get under control, and my heart leaps in my throat. He was a little brother to me, and I hated seeing him this way.

He screams and I stop myself from heading forward, knowing that there isn't anything for me to do. Once his flames go out, he collapses with his sword, dripping blood, sheathed. I rush to him and catch him before he falls.

They can handle him... I have to help Mince...

I lower Mince to the ground and ball up his shirt around the wound, putting pressure on it. He won't wake, and I don't try to make him so, knowing full well that he's out.

"Just hang in there," I whisper.

I stand, his blood covering my hands, and glare at Nephil, blaming him for it all.

"Tori, keep the Shadow occupied," I order, drawing my sword once again, "My brother is mine."

Nephil

The tension rises high and Zaen walks forward to meet her sister half way, water floats in the air and a sheild of wind surrounds me and Trevor. There would be no help from either side, Trevor draws his sword and charges me. I charge in to with Masamune drawn, and clashed, the force of our two blades meet as sparks between the two keep appearing from the force between the two blades. I could feel the anger raidating from Trevor as our swords met. I smile and keep my cool during the battle.

"You're a lot angerier that what you're usually, I'm sorry did I rub you the wrong way when I tried to reconnect with you?" I asked as he sneared at me.

Trevor

"You're a lot angerier that what you're usually, I'm sorry did I rub you the wrong way when I tried to reconnect with you?" Nephil asks.

I charge him again and kick him backwards, seething.

"This is not about you!" I shout, raising my sword again.

Kira Lowell

I walked out unnoticed, Nephil was free. But I realized the war between the Loyalists and Hidden was such a bloody war, it had to be stopped. How I didn't know, I moved quickly though the woods as I think I finally pop back into camp to see Jop and Aaron sitting around the camp fire eatting.

Nephil

I rolled out of the way as Trevor brought his sword down on me, I get up quickly as I watch Trevor with caustion. He was dangerous and I knew it, but something kept me from attacking something in the back of my head that told me this was a useless fight. But I stood my ground for now until I could figure a way out with all my commrads in arms. Trevor charges again and we start slashing at each other with blinding speed.

Twila-
Everything's moving quickly; far too quickly. Light, darkness, fire, all assault us in mere moments. I grab Coryn and try to back up, slipping away, but he falls over a bush or something. The blind leading the blind just doesn't work.
We huddle on the ground together, completely defenseless and blind. I sway back and forth and the loose dirt sweeps from side to side with me. I hear the sound of a sword fight but, not being able to see anything, have absolutely no idea who's fighting whom and who's winning- if anyone is.

Victoria

Zaen faces me again. "AGAIN?! Seriously?!" I say, glancing at Trevor. I chuckle and look back at Zaen, "You better have trained."

She shoots me a look and I grin, taking my bow and arrow from my back and lighting the arrow on fire so the point was hot. I smile. "Come at me."

Zaen

Tori seems to make this out to be some kind of joke. Her friend is hurt and the other is battling against Master. I don't see what's funny about that.

I draw my sword and challenge her to strike first.

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Trevor

I charge him again, my rage filling me, and smile cynically as sleet falls around us. The wind whips but doesn't affect us at all.

Victoria

I sigh and point my arrow at her, aiming. Somone bumps into me and I look at them, dropping my arrow. "Thank you."

I look back at Zaen, "No weapons. Just fists." I challenge, wondering if she can handle that.

"But...If You can't handle that..." I grin.

Spoiler

Feeling a little god-modded. Stella's reaction time isn't that bad; she would absorb her own gamma rays.

I popped up a few seconds later, a big dark spot in my ultraviolet vision. I switched to microwave, thinking about how good it would feel to melt that guy's big hunk of a sword right in his own hands.

Then I took a few steps backward, mortified that I would think something like that. This was getting ridiculous. This fighting had to stop, before someone got killed.

I grabbed my bow and took off out the other side of the building. I had joined Trevor's group to search for the Shadows, not to cook Hiddens' brains inside their skulls. If Trevor wanted my help, he and Nephil would have to solve their problems first.

Jop

Kira finally came back after sometime, but there was something off about her. She was shaking and had some blood on her.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Those Loyalists! They attacked us. One of them was harboring a fire demon. One is a former Shadow, and to be specific, Nephil's brother. There was a blind girl, and another Shadow," she said spitting onto the ground.

Kira Lowell

I walk over to Jop and Aaron seriously shaken up at all the fighting at all the willingness to kill one another. I don't suppose I'm much different, but I was shaken up none the less. I sit near the campfire and blast it with a round of fire, I stare at it intently as I think of the horrifying site of that fire demon. How he was practtaclly immortal. I was shaken up badly.

"Are you alright sister?" I hear one of them say but for some reason can't make out the voice.

Stella

I stomped through the woods, trying to walk off my anger. Anger? Was that what it was? I didn't know--anger, frustration, fear, horror--I couldn't tell the difference anymore.

When I was sure I was out of range, I slung my bow over my shoulder and slowed my pace a little. I couldn't see much in the microwave range, but for once, the darkness was nice. I'd always liked looking at the Milky Way in microwave--it didn't look like the fuzzy band it usually was; instead, it was this great big mess of filaments, like some artist had attacked the sky with paint-soaked pipe cleaners. Most of it was colored cheester, with a few spots of prawlien--the microwave version of hamlish.

Suddenly, I felt hot air in front of me. I quickly tuned my vision to infrared--

And I froze. In front of me was a clearing, occupied by two girls and a boy, and their fire.