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Ryan stood there for a while, trying to stop the crying. Over the last few weeks, he kept it all in. Being so alone, feeling left in the room for ages, feeling completely outside with these powers. Now after almost dying twice, seeing Jex being treated in this way, and now having a group of people wanting to kill them? It was too much, but he had Jex and as he brushed his thumb across his face, he smiled.
"Everything will be alright..." he whispered in a solemn voice. Ryan nodded.
"I believe you," he replied, knowing that him, Errol, and so many others at the mansion were there.

When Danni recommended to get rest, Ryan frowned with a yawn. He was exhausted. He stayed up all day and night. Still holding his hand, he went up to his face.
"I'll talk to you when I've got some rest. I'm tired. Please don't go anywhere!" he joked. He pecked him on the lips and let go of his hand, drifting towards the bed. It was as cheap as it got. Barebones white metal with a hard mattress almost like a brick. As Ryan laid down on the bed, the covers were too thin, and the pillows were too soft. He was not comfortable at all.

 

Joshua listened to Benjamin's response to his question and was going to respond but Walter chimed in before he had the chance. He let out a small chuckle and replied, "That's probably a good idea. Unless you two want to go into extreme details right now, I'd rather get my eye fixed up as best as possible."

Only waiting a few seconds for a response, he turned around and left the room holding his eye and heading for Walter's office mumbling although he wasn't sure if he was heard, "Great to know you can still trust the kid-... younger ones..."​

 

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Like everyone else in the room had been doing, Jean followed suit out of Brendan's room. They had done enough work, and it seemed they had found their volunteer as their inside man. Giving the group a thumbs up, he walked out with Errol. It had apparently taken them the entire afternoon to figure out a decent course of action for the next day, but it was time well spent. Half way to the lab, Jean let out a loud yawn followed by the stretching of arms into the sky. Three minutes later, the young scholar found himself inside the Lab where Clones were just about finished for the day. On the couch, was a passed out Molly with a comic book adjacent to her on the floor. with a small smile, he crouched low to pick up the comic. Eyes looked on to see Superman holding a gargantuan gold globe figure with the words The Daily Planet on them. The comic was placed on the desk nearby, hands reaching out towards a folded blanket. Wiggling the cloth undone, Jean placed it over the little figure that was nestled on the couch.

"Alright guys, let's wrap things up here. I'm exhausted." he said, turning to the clones.

They all started to pack things up, and put things back in their place. While that was happening, Jean extended his conscious further to locate the other clone that had been hard work with physical training. All he could see was blackness, but the sound of T.V. was prominent. It sounded like a action thriller flick was playing. "He must be asleep back in my room..." he uttered, while feeling the myogenesis and bone remodeling occurring in the clone.

Cheeks drooped as Jean was doing his best to stay awake, but at the same time just trying to not think about everything he had seen through Errol and Brendan's hacking. It was truly an upsetting thing to see, and even more so disturbing. Poor Colton, Carter, and all the others that are in those scientists hands. Head slumped low as he closed eyes while standing, zoning out of everything the clones were up to. Tired. He was just tired, both physically and emotionally; but mainly emotionally. Hopefully he could handle all of this the next day. Lifting eyelids up, he found his desk and sat on the chair, laying back to just knock out completly. Lights were on and everything. Eventually the clones finished up and re-merged with Jean, and eventually the other clone would merge with Jean later in the evening when the chair became to uncomfortable for him.

 

• At Raven Sun of WAR! HUH! WHAT IS IT GOOD FOR? ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!
• At the Academy of Delayed Planning
• At the Hospital of Drama

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  Benjamin nodded his head. "We'll discuss the details in Walter's office. Let's move out."
  
  (This gives permission for TwilightBlader to post as Walter being in the infirmary with everyone else.)
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  Alex, would you like to embark on a different mission for a bit? It would be saving Colton and the missing boy Carter from a science lab of sorts. We have information of where they are, we're planning to get them out. Errol sent the message to Alex while arranging things in his office. He sent another message to Brendan. Try not to overwork yourself now. We need you for tomorrow.
  
  Nicole soon entered into the lab, finding Jean already passed out at a desk and Molly asleep on the couch. She smiled when she saw her little girl curl up under the blanket, snuggling the softness of it in her sleep. It was time to get her little one to a bed. She found another blanket folded up and walked over to Jean, draping it carefully over the man's shoulders. Brendan's words had stung her heart, but she tried to not take it personally. She knew this wasn't all about her. She was just grateful in a sense that Carter and Colton's fates were tangled up together, otherwise they probably never would have found him. Once that was finished, Nicole went over to Molly, picking up her daughter as gently and as carefully as possible. Molly was so fond of Jean, it made Nicole happy she had another adult to trust in her young life. Cradling Molly carefully in her arms, Nicole went to the door of the lab and turned off the lights except for one in the corner. "Good night, Jean," she called out in a quiet voice. She then exited the lab, heading to her and Molly's small living quarters within the mansion.
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  Jex felt Ryan's breath ghost his lips before the boy gently pecked his lips. Jex smiled, feeling his heart ascending to the clouds. It had been a while since he felt those soft lips and any affection for that matter. "I don't think I'll move any time soon," the teen joked back, reluctantly letting go of Ryan's hand. He had no idea what time of day it was, but he figured it was night based on the quietness of the hospital and how tired Ryan sounded. He heard the squeaking of the adjacent bed, smirking to himself. "That doesn't sound very comfortable," he guessed. "I think there's enough room on this bed if you want to sleep with me..." he then trailed off, blushing at the thought of sharing his bed with someone he liked. Though he couldn't do much anyways, he just had surgery and all. "Only if you're okay with the wires and... yeah." He was going to let Ryan decide what he wanted to do and what he thought was best for him.

 

Ryan was trying to find a good side on this uncomfortable bed, but he was unable to. His head felt like it was falling through the pillow.
"That doesn't sound very comfortable. I think there's enough room on this bed if you want to sleep with me..."
Ryan stopped, a little freaked. What did he just ask?
"Only if you're okay with the wires and... yeah."
Ryan's face went ruby red. He was glad for once that he couldn't see. What the heck was he thinking? This was going too fast, and Jex needed room. He remained silent, facing away from Jex. He didn't know what to say.
"Jex...I..."
Ryan got his feet out of the bed he was in and stood up, staring at the area next to Jex a little bit. He shook his head, went up to the bed, and laid there flat. It still had the brick like mattress on it. He stared at the wires sprawling off from Jex and placed his head on his arm. It was more comfortable than the pillow. He held his hand and closed his eyes, trying to fall to sleep.

Alex heard Colton's message.
"Finally, someone talks to me," he mentioned to himself.
Where and when are we meeting for this rescue?

 

Everybody seemed to agree with his suggestion and it seemed Jason was in need of medical help as well. This was no trouble for Walter considering the man did enjoy his job, but with everybody in agreement they soon begun to head off towards his office.

Upon entering his office, Walter changed his gloves and brought out a suitcase, leading Joshua, Kassandra and Jason toward separate beds to sit upon. “Alright then, first shall be Joshua, second shall be Jason and finally Kassandra” Walter said placing his suitcase down, opening it up as he begun to tend to wound to Joshua’s eye.

 

With a groan, Shane stood up. He didn't have much of a choice. If he didn't go, Mai would be subjected to more torment, and it would be because of him. He left the cell and walked out with a yawn. He had no idea of the time, but surely it had to be late, was she really going to continue experimenting on them all night? Then again, with a personality like Isabella's he doubted she ever stopped until she had what she wanted. Wandering back to the room they were in earlier, he saw things exactly as he had expected, with Mai still locked down and Isabella still focused on her testing. "Alright, I'm here. I'm not doing anything more to Mai, though, but I'll help with your damn test" the boy said reluctantly.


Lucas watched Colton and Carter enter the arena. He had heard what Kye said, had heard Lyle's justification, but he wasn't buying it. Carter was just a kid, how powerful could he possibly be? "I'm beyond the point of simply asking now, Lyle. Since you won't listen to me personally, I'm going to have to invoke authority. You know where I'm from, you know who I have contact with, and you know that I could close this place down at a moment's notice. It would be a shame to have to mess up so much research, so I hope it doesn't come to that. However, if you put me in there, I won't breathe a word to anyone outside of here. If you need the kid in there, keep him in there, but he needs someone inside to ensure his safety, so for gods sake let me in there" Lucas demanded. He held his gun at the ready, hoping that Lyle made the right choice.​

 

• At Raven Sun of Healing Time
• At Ariel Labs of Doom
• At the Academy of Delayed Planning
• At the Hospital of Drama

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  Kassandra sat down heavily on a bed, watching her other comrades as they filed in to be treated. Two kids wounded three of them. One kid wounded two of them. They were becoming dangerous agents more than helpful ones. If this was how they reacted to a mission becoming terminated, Kassnadra wondered how they were even allowed to work in Raven Sun in the first place if they couldn't work in harmony at all. "I'm not pulling this out any time soon," Kassandra said, placing her injured arm carefully on her lap as she patiently waited. "You're still bleeding pretty badly."
  
  
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  Benjamin cleared his throat as he stood there, knowing that Kassandra and Jason were probably going to banter back and forth who was going to get fixed up first. Both of them were strong-willed and hardheaded, the argument would probably go on forever. "As we were discussing, I think it'll be best to let Cynthia be her own free agent away from Raven Sun. Her membership will be blotted out from Raven Sun and her access to our sensitive information will be limited, but she will still remain our ally. If we reluctantly need her help for anything, we have that line open for her to take on a job we have for her. But she has the choice to deny us as well with no consequences. With her membership terminated, this means that if she was to do anything reckless to be caught by police, FBI, or any other government agency, she will have to abide by their rules, laws, and terms and conditions. Depending on the situation, we may or may not be able to bail her out." He then looked to Jason, knowing that this would be hard on the man. Benjamin saw that Jason had reluctantly taken this girl under his wing, hoping against hope he could make something better for her. It was turning to be the opposite though. It was a manner of time before worse bad luck would catch up to Cynthia. "Now, as for Tobias, that was somewhat expected. It seems he had taken a shine to Cynthia and was prepared by all means to level this place down to make sure she was safe." He then looked at Joshua and Kassandra from under the shine of his glasses, his face set. "He could have killed you both if he wanted to, but he chose to try to maim or injure you to slow you down. Because of lack of communication from our side, which I'm mostly at fault for, it seems that a young member has gone rogue... So, the question is, what shall we do with Tobias? Should he share the same fate as Cynthia? Or shall we extinguish him from existence for good? He is on the Watch List for assumptions of members that have gone missing after interacting with him. What has happened to them, we have no idea or if Tobias is in fact connected to their disappearances. But now with this situation, it seems as if he has no regard for authority or what Raven Sun stands for anymore."
  
  
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  Mai opened her eyes tiredly, looking at Shane where he was standing. She heard what he said that he was going to leave her alone and she breathed out slowly, mouthing a Thank you with her lips. She didn't know if Shane was good or bad, or just confused. It seemed like her view on the world had been obscured and altered because of this place. She didn't know who or what to trust anymore. She focused her eyes on the ceiling, wondering how Colton was doing. Hopefully Strain was going to take it easy on him and not push him as hard as he had pushed her.
  
  
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  The robot that Colton had messed with twitched as it walked and then lifted it's arm, shooting plasma blasts at the boys. Due to being messed with though, the shots were sloppy and began to go a little crazy, missing the targets by a few inches to a few feet. The robot was then hit by the pebbles, stumbling back as the bullets just dented it and shot up at the ceiling. The second robot that Colton messed with had red eyes, creating its arm into a sword and stabbing the third robot through the chest, disarming it completely. The other robots knelt on the ground, bringing up guns and began to fire rubber bullets at the boys.
  
  "Watch out!" Carter shouted, getting into a stance behind Colton. The kid then suddenly formed a large barrier between them with pebbles using wall generation from Telekinetic Constructs. The boy grunted as he strengthened the wall with more pebbles as it was being pelted by the bullets before using Telekinetic Push to propel the wall forward to the robots. They were soon pelleted with the tiny rocks, falling under the piles for a moment. Carter gasped when he released the energy, bending over to catch his breath. He hadn't done that before, he thought all he was capable of was making things float, explode, and push away. All he did was thought about protecting him and Colton and thought about the heroes from the cartoons his momma used to watch with him, controlling elements and whatnot. He had practiced it here and there when he was back at home, safe and sound, but never pulled off something that big. His body ached and sweat poured down his face, but he knew it wasn't over yet. He couldn't pull off something big like that again though.
  
  Suddenly shots fired in from above as six flying robots began to swoop in on the two boys, throwing colorful bombs at them. Some where blue, others were red, yellow, and green. Blue was ice, red was explosive fire, yellow was blinding flashes of light, and green was very mild poisonous gas to alter their vision and make things slower or unclear.
  
  
  
  
  
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  “If you feel so inclined to be with them, go right ahead. I'm sure they would love to have someone who had made their lives a living hell with them. Should be interesting. Better hurry on in there, I'm about to close four doors on them. Colton is trying to mess with the mechanical works of the door." Lyle stared at his monitor, which flashed "Warning, Door Commands Being Compromised." He didn't care if a gun was being pointed on it. He found it more intriguing than anything that a man who hated those with powers so much was fretting over a small boy who had probably been forgotten by now.
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  We will discuss it in the morning, 8am, my office. Be there.
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  Danni listened to Brendan's thoughts on what her uncle had found and how he felt like he had an obligation to save them. We all have to save them, Danni thought back, watching as Ryan climbed in bed with Jex. Well, at least she knew Jex was not that kind of person to just jump to mature things, especially after surgery. She adverted her gaze and pulled her knees up to her chest. At least the little shit is still alive, she thought to Brendan, referring to Colton. Probably finally listened to me about not half-assing everything. She had colorful language right now, but it was to cover up how deeply terrified she was that they would be too late to save any of those four kids and teens. She decided to not tell Brendan about Jex maybe being powerless... Now was not the time to focus on that. I should probably leave you alone to figure out the programming and whatnot. I just wanted to check in and give you and update. I wish you luck.
  
  
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  Jex adjusted the best he could without moving around too much, wincing in pain as he felt his head throb. The warmth of Ryan by him though was comforting and he settled down, keeping his eyes closed under the bandages. He felt Ryan take his hand and smiled, weakly squeezing his hand back back. "Ryan... You know I wouldn't... jump to things... Right?" Jex kept his head on the pillow, not being able to move around much. "I'm not that kind of guy... I take it slow. I just want to make sure... you're safe..." He was trailing off as the medication was working overtime to try to put him back to sleep like he was supposed to be.
  

 

Ryan was close to falling asleep when Jex started to speak.
"Ryan... You know I wouldn't... jump to things... Right? I'm not that kind of guy... I take it slow. I just want to make sure... you're safe..."
Ryan felt Jex grip his hand weakly. He needed rest. Ryan smiled, and cushioned his head on Jex's arm.
"I know. I don't want that anyway. Just don't take care of me to the point of getting you in danger," he sleepily said. "I'm still new to all of this, but I can handle myself, okay?"
He gave Jex's hand a squeeze and began to drift off, falling into a deep dream.

He was in the alleyway again, staring at five people with hoodies on. It was dark.
"Where is Jex? Tell us or we'll shoot," one of the men said. Two of them had pistols in their hands. It began to rain heavily around them like bullets. Ryan remained silent, not knowing whether or not this was real or not. It felt like he was really there. He was panting, out of breath. He must have been running away from them. Flashes came into his mind. People he saw from the mansion were shot by them, and now he was next.
"Who are you?" Ryan asked.
"People who want neutrality. No psychics, no Raven Suns, no government experimentation." a woman said. "We want all of this to end. Now where is he?"
Ryan stared at the guns, ready to accept his fate. His heart was pulsing fast.
"I don't know! Why do you want him!?" he asked, worried about the one he loves.
Suddenly a shot was fired towards Ryan's leg. In reality and in the dream, he screamed. Ryan fell to the ground, soaked in water and the blood seeping through to the puddle. It pierced through him and broke a part of his leg. It felt so real. Ryan continued to scream in pain and his vision began to get foggy. His head felt woozy as he was trying to process the pain in his leg. He felt pale. A man in a brown hood came up to him, gun facing towards Ryan's brain, his face in black.
"Last chance. Where is Jex?"

Ryan opened his eyes, panting and sweating. He looked around frantically, noticing his leg wasn't injured anymore. It was just a nightmare. He was with Jex still in the hospital room. It was in the middle of the night.

 

Lucas relaxed a little bit as Lyle gave him permission to enter the arena. He wasted no time, entering the arena and making his way over to Colton and Carter. "Just to be clear, I'm here to protect Carter, not you" he said to Colton. "However, I do need the two of you alive, ideally in good health. So, for the moment, consider me your ally" Lucas informed. He swiped at one of the robots as it neared them with the dagger, knocking it back but at the same time getting hit by a blue bomb, causing a chill to go down his spine. He shivered a little bit, realizing that perhaps using a dagger wasn't the best idea. No, he needed range to fight these things. Thankfully, he had brought his gun with him. Pulling it out, his gut feeling was that this was a bad idea, but the logical side of him told him there was no reason not to use it. So pulling the gun out, he aimed it at the nearest robot and fired.

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As the gun exploded in Lucas' hand, he felt an unbelievable amount of pain. Overcoming the initial shock, he looked at his hand; it was very, very badly messed up. He wasn't sure if he would ever be able to use it again, though he hoped that he could. Thankfully, he was ambidextrous, so he was just as good with his left hand, but it would put him at a serious disadvantage. How had it managed to explode though? He checked his equipment daily, making sure that it-

Colton

He had no proof, but he was sure that the boy had done something to it. That was a big mistake. However, he had to worry about the test now, hand or no hand. He coughed a little as the gas bomb was dropped on them, and immediately he saw another robot approach them, holding another bomb as it went towards them. Lucas went to stab it with his dagger, but in the explosion he realized he'd dropped it. Instead, he reached out and simply shot his arm towards the robot, pushing it far away. His eyes widened in shock, however. His hand had been only millimetres away from the robot, so he wasn't sure if anyone else had noticed, but he hadn't actually touched the robot. He'd used telekinesis. How was that possible? A thousand questions began appearing in Lucas' mind, but he couldn't show his confusion. If other people knew he had telekinesis, he was a dead man walking. Instead, he nodded to Colton. "If you let me die, you'll be just like the rest of you, you'll prove I was right about most of your kind being notihng but murderers. You want to talk about what was taken from people? I saw my parents raped and murdered in front of me by your kind, their remains scattered in a smiling face. How's that?" he retorted, before making his way to the building Colton had mentioned.


Shane followed Isabella quietly, pushing the IV and the heart monitor. He was tired, but he wasn't going to tell her that. In fact, he did his best not to show it. He didn't want her thinking he was some weak subject that was going to be useless. However, that train of thought came to a halt quickly as she mentioned only needing Shane. That worried him. What was she planning to do to him? What was she planning to do with him? He waited until they got back to Shane's cell, and then he wandered inside and looked back at Isabella. Despite him feeling terrified, he managed to fake a grin. "See you tomorrow, second date's always more fun than the first" he lied, having to practically force himself to say the words. He then layed down on his bed and tried to get as much sleep as possible.​

 

• At Raven Sun of Healing Time
• At Ariel Labs f Doom
• At the Hospital of Drama

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  "Tch." Benjamin was running into more problems than solutions for these two. If only they would just execute them- No, that would be bad. But that would be good as well. He massaged his chin through his beard, thinking deeply. "We will discuss this more in the morning. For now we'll keep them under lock and key until we can figure out something for them. It's late though, let's all get some rest."
  
  
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  Lyle acknowledged Isabella's message with a nod before pushing some buttons and typing in some code. The simulation suddenly froze, ending all fire from the robotic side. The door to the arena opened and Lyle stood there with his hands tucked behind his back "It's time to wrap up for the day. Carter, Colton, it's time to go back to your cells. Lucas, I'll have my medic robot take a look at that hand.
  
  
  
  Kye made her way passed Lyle and into the arena, hurrying over to Lucas and totally ignoring the other boys. She stopped when she was near him, grabbing for his injured arm as gently as she could and looked it over silently. Darkness shadowed her eyes and she glanced at Colton and Carter, glaring at them as some sort of monster clawed in her to get out. "Bastards!" she whispered, almost tempted to pull out her sword and charge at Colton, but then she stopped and looked back at Lucas's hand. Fingers carefully ghosted over the wounds, and she shuddered, breathing heavily as she fought to keep the rage down. Someone had severely hurt her comrade, and she didn't know who or how exactly. Lucas's gun backfired, that much she knew. But he always took such good care of his guns. This wasn't some kind of freak accident. "Lashing and gnashing they'll face!" Kytheria spat, turning to look at Colton and Carter with warning eyes. ​
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By the time they had come to an inconclusive punishment, Joshua's eye had been treated by Walter. He decided it was probably best to wait a bit before heading home, so his wife wouldn't freak out about his eye. However, when he went to check his phone (which he had muted this whole time) he noticed his wife had tried calling him several times. He then went into a panic, wondering if perhaps she had gone into unexpected labor.

Joshua excused himself from the room and left as he called his wife back, he waited impatiently until he heard her voice, "Josh?"
"Nadia, I'm so sorry, I wasn't getting your calls until now. What's wrong?"
"Joshua..." there was crying on the other end and he tried consoling her, "Hun, I can't help if I don't know what's wrong."
"J-just please come home."

The phone clicked on the other end and Joshua hung up the phone mumbling, "Shit." to himself as he ran for the exit and climbed into his car and began to drive, without regard to his eye.​

 

Walter silently listened to the other speak on about the problem children. It was quite the difficult choice to make, but he didn't mind either choice, though if he had to choose then he'd rather the girl live and the boy die. Nonetheless he may give his opinion tomorrow as he finished up stitching up the wound upon Joshua's face. "The wifey will definitely not like this, hmmm, with the treatment the wound isn't too bad..." Walter said taking off the gloves he wore and tossing them away. "I advise keeping that eye shut for a few days, allow the wound to heal and all..." Walter said tossing over a eyepatch towards Joshua "Use this, tis quite the great fashion item" Walter said before walking off towards Kassandra.

If Jason said he was tended to then Kassandra would most likely be the best choice to go next. "And next is you Kass, its been a while. Your looking quite lovely today" Walter said closing his eyes with a cheerful smile. Taking hold of her hand Walter held it as he used the other hand and yanked out the knife from the arm. Of course he could have let out a warning but she was a tough assassin and she would have been ready for it. Taking the time to stitch the wound, Walter finished off and gave the girl another smile "There, all done" Walter said.

With that done, he moved on towards the second in command and closed his eyes with a chuckle, changing gloves once more "The life of a father and second in comand, heh, never easy" Walter said softly, speaking to the second in command as a friend. Working on stitching the side of the man, Walter closed his eyes and let out a sigh "Well then, wounds are complete" Walter said stretching before taking a seat on his chair "Quite the interesting day" Walter said with a pleasant sigh.

 

The glass doors parted ways as the sensors picked up my presence, allowing for me to move on through the emergency entrance and out into the underpass where cars come for pick up and drop off. A car was waiting for me where inside my mother waved with a sympathetic smile. Holding onto to my purse, hands reached out to the door handle and pulled at the lever once within reach.

"Hey sweety. Everything went ok?" mother asked, reaching over to plant a soft kiss on my head.

"Yeah. I feel a little nauseated, but other than that I'm ok. I just want to go home." I replied, feeling like a child again.

"Okay. Put your seat belt on." she commanded, as the car started movement.

My head simply nods to her wishes, feeling a small bit of embarrassment.

Ever since this dilemma arose, it's been like this. A part of me feels off, and not catering to this scenario. It makes me feel like a child, dependent on others to get around and to thrive. It's depressing, and yet ironically the other part of me enjoys this pity...this vulnerability. All this time it's been school, work, training, study, and repeat. With this situation I've found myself in, I get the opportunity to enjoy a nice vacation because, "I have a cancer". So maybe that's why it's depressing, because I KNOW I'm merely using this as an excuse to stop everything else I've been working hard for in these past few years. In reality, I'm more than capable to take the bus to school, work, hospital, the dojo, and my dorm. This cancer isn't hindering me, I am, and although I know this... I still feel weak for submitting to this desire.

The sound of rain drops clattering against the car resonate within the car, calling to me as my elbow rested on the side of the closed window with my head slumped against my hand against the window. Drops slide down my view of the city. I can't help but sigh as my thoughts fade away, obscured by the calming sound of rain and thunder.

Whatever. Nothing I can do about this. Might as well enjoy the ride until it's over.

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Jean awoke in the middle of the night, eyes groggy and swore from coming to use while in the middle of a deep sleep. A blanket was dressed over him, and most of the lights were turned off. He was feeling very off right now, and all he wanted to do was go to bed. And so, he rose off his chair, dropping the blanket on the chair, and walked out of the lab. He locked the door and dragged his sorry butt to the room which was a ways from the lab. It took a while, but he made it eventually. Keys inserted into the lock, and turned to unlock the door to his room. Upon opening, the sound of T.V. emanated from the living room.

Eyes adjusted to the light in the darkness, still groggy as ever. He looked to the sofa and found that it was practically calling to him to lay on it. However, he wanted his soft bed. So he turned off the T.V, not giving it much thought as to WHY it was on in the first place, and dragged himself to the bedroom, passing by the last remaining clone that had yet to re-merge with Jean. It was just standing there, shirtless, and unmoving. He didn't realize this until reaching the bedroom entrance, where he stopped. Head turned to see the clone standing behind him, staring at him. It caused for a bit of a jump scare, but nothing crazy. A typical sigh escaped Jean as he collected himself, feeling more tired that frightened or surprised.

"Let's get this over with..." was all he muttered, referring to the re-merging.

No response, rather it just stared back soulless.

A brow raised itself in question, but only briefly when Jean came to the conclusion that he was probably just so tired that their hive-mind like link was off or something. Whatever, he just wanted to hit the hay badly. Jean extended a hand out to the clones chest as to begin re-absorbing it into him when suddenly a breath of air came out of a small gap through the clones lips. The air was somewhat compressed, like it was trying to sound out a word or on the verge at least.

Jean's hand stopped only an inch away from the clone. Eyes widened in confusion and curiosity.

"What...?" Jean uttered under breath.

Was their link back in synch? It had to be or how else was this even happening? Jean waited a minute for something else to happen, hand still in front of the clones chest. Nothing occurred.

Eyes narrowed at the false alarm. It was probably just a normal biological reaction, an instinct of lungs to inhale and exhale through mouth or through the nostrils. Hands pressed against the chest, and immediately the clones cells began to mends with Jeans, breaking down into smaller molecules like protein, Polynucleotides strands, amino acids, calcium, vitamins, minerals, water, etc. It looked weird, play-dough fusing with play-dough, except the play-doughs were Jean's hand and the clone. When everything had finished, Jean moved the hands joints as a warm up, testing to see that everything had been mended properly. When that was all good and done, Jean walked to the bed, and just fell flat asleep.

 

Ryan was still out of breath by the time Danni began to talk to him. His heart was racing as fast as a battle drum at the march of war. He was so panicked.
"That nightmare felt too real. I was back at the place I was shot, and there were five people with hoodies on. They asked me where Jex was, and I didn't know where he went. I was chased and others from the mansion were killed by them. They were going to shoot me too if I didn't know where Jex was. They said they were from a group who wanted all of the chaos around psychics to end. They shot me in the leg and were about to kill me. It was strange though. It felt like it was real," he said quietly looking down at the covers. He gazed towards Danni, who seemed pretty tired.
"Are nightmares worse when your powers are awoken? I haven't had one since before I got shot that day."
As Ryan was about to suggest that he would take over Danni's watch, he heard someone running towards the room in a hurry and a commotion outside.