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The bus ride was a quiet and dull one filled with numerous stops. Least the parts that he was awake for. Not too long after the bus has departed Ken had fallen asleep only to wake up at every stop that the bus had made. It was annoying at first but eventually he'd gotten used to it. It was probably for the best anyway. Least this way it lessened the chances of him sleeping through his stop. That would be annoying, despite having an all day pass, he would still have to sit through and wait for his stop to come up again.

Thus began the cycle Ken waking up and falling asleep as the bus made its stop and continued on. Around the sixth time that had happened, Ken had looked out the bus window and found that they had finally gotten to his stop. First thing that he did was to get off the bus before it left again. After getting off, he stretch his limbs. it was odd that he still needed to do so considering how many times that he woke himself up from his sleep. As this was done, his eyes scanned the area that he'd arrived at. It was a pretty simple neighborhood. Nothing took fancy or expensive.

Ken already knew where it was that he was going to go so he made sure to head of in the direction. He'd walked about five blocks until he came to a lone light blue house just standing there behind a small chain link fence. It he wanted to, he could hope over it with no trouble at all, but given the time of day it was, doing so would only lead to trouble, which was something that he trying to avoid causing. Fortunately there was an open window that he could clearly see through from where he was standing.

From what he could see, there were three people sitting by the window. Two kids, one boy and one girl both around 12 years of age, and one grown man. Judging form how they were sitting, they were likely watching tv. Still Ken couldn't help but to smile at the sight. He was glad that his third foster parents were doing well, especially since they had given him the chance to come back whenever. It truly was a shame that he wouldn't be able to take them up n that offer, they didn't deserve to have to suffer through his bad luck.

Before he started to leave, the girl had turned towards the window and noticed him. Normally one might have a confused expression to seeing someone just standing outside their home, but instead the girl had a smile on her face. A smile that told Ken that she remembered him. Probably because his hood was down, but it was a good feeling nonetheless. Before she could alert anyone else, Ken held up his index finger to his lip in a 'shh' motion. It was too late for him to be out and if they knew that he was outside, then they would likely try to convince him to stay. Maybe he would do that when and if , his luck gets better. He won't be holding his breath though.

He moved his hand down from his lip and placed it in his pocket along with his other one as he started to walk away from the house and back towards the bus stop. By the time that he'd gotten there, the bus had just arrived so he kept walking, got onto the bus and swiped his all day pass before taking a seat. This time when he fell asleep as the bus started, he didn't wake up until he was at his stop. His eyes opened and he walked off the bus and headed back towards the academy. Upon getting there, he just walked back to his room and took out a sheet of a paper. On the paper were 7 addresses, the two top ones being crossed out already. Taking hold of a nearby pencil, he crossed off the third one before placing the paper down. "Three families down, four more to go. They're the shitty ones too." He chuckled a bit to himself before getting into his bed. No one ever said when he had to visit them and that he couldn't get a little payback whenever he decided to do so. With that thought in mind, he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

 

He was pretty sure he was speeding, and he knew he ran a stop sign, but he wasn't caught at any point. He knew better than to run stoplights in the event they took pictures of those who ran the light.

When he pulled up to the driveway he ran out of the car and into the house. He looked around shouting, "Nadia?!" Until he heard footsteps running down the stairs. Joshua looked at the stairs and saw Nadia running and said, "Don't run you don't want to-"

Nadia stopped short and brought her hand up to his eye patch and questioned, "Josh what happened to your eye-"
"Don't worry about me. What's wrong?"

Joshua watched his wide wipe away tears from her eyes as she spoke, "It's Abi. She left here at some point and she- she never came home."

Joshua's eyes widened as he quickly walked up the stairs to head for Abi's room, "She's not up there Josh. I looked! A-Also, someone brought home Buttercup and she was kicked around and beat up. I'm worried what happened to her."

Joshua slowly walked over to Nadia and he's shared room, and walked over to a desk where he pulled our a new pair of glasses and placed it over his eyes, even though only one eye needed it at the moment. He walked over to a drawer and pulled out a box. Nadia's hands were folded as if she were praying as she questioned, "Sh-should we call the police?"

He thought about it for a moment, but he didn't want any of her information public. If it was, then Raven Sun would find out about the daughter he never spoke about. They already had enough distrust and uproar with two members, they didn't need a third.

Joshua turned to Nadia and spoke as calmly as he could, "Don't worry Nadia. I'll take care of it. We don't need to worry about the police. Okay?" Joshua opened the box and pulled a microchip from the box and put it into his phone.

"Are you not reporting because of her telepathy?!"
"Nadia I never sai-"
"Dammit Joshua!" Nadia stopped of a moment and rubbed her stomach saying, "Don't listen to mommy's bad language." and then she quickly stared at Joshua as if her eyes were shooting daggers, "She is your daughter! Put that firs-"
"Shut up woman and listen to me!"

The two were deathly silent and Joshua held his head, "Sorry, I didn't-"
"No, I get it. I'll just let you be." Nadia's eyes were filled with pain as she left the room with tears in her eyes and a defeated air to her walking. Joshua could have hit himself for what he just did.

Instead, his phone beeped. Joshua looked at it and mumbled to himself, "Now just what do you think you're doing in California?"​

 

Drearily, Tobias opened an eye. His entire body ached, why was that? It didn't take him long to remember the events of the day before. He remembered getting pulled off of the mission, then going to try to get Cynthia out. He'd tried to get one person out of a cell, and had only ended up getting himself in one. The boy shifted his body so that he was leaning against the cold, hard wall, facing the cell door that kept him seperated from the rest of Raven Sun. He didn't have his claws, or his throwing knives, or any weapons at all for that matter. It was to be expected though, despite Tobias' opinion of most of the members he knew they weren't stupid. With a loud sigh, he reached into one of the pockets of his jacket and pulled out a harmonica. The instrument was one of few things Tobias had from his childhood, and he knew how to play it reasonably well. Taking a deep breath, he began to play, filling the area around with music to pass the time.

Christie rushed towards Errol's office. She'd hurried back from the hospital the day before, and it hadn't taken her all that long to get back, but by the time she had arrived it was getting reasonably late and though she wanted to discuss things as soon as possible there wasn't much point arriving to the end of a meeting, so she had simply gone back to her room. She had made sure to set an alarm for 7:30 though, and the moment she woke up she got out of bed and got ready in about five minutes, a new record for her. She'd then began heading towards Errol's Office, following the instructions she'd been given. She walked up to the door and raised her hand, before knocking on the door three times.


Lucas sat in one of the empty cells, having slept on one of the beds there again. After Lyle's robot had helped fix his hand and bandaged it, he had made his way there and gone to sleep. He'd woken up quite early though, his mind already at work. The events of the day before had been playing on his mind constantly. Not just the gun exploding, not just what Colton had said, but the moving of the robot. He had moved it, he was sure of it. He was one of them, one of those with powers, and that was a truly terrible thing.

He couldn't panic though, and he couldn't freak out. Most people there wouldn't have been able to see it, to them it would have looked like the hit connected. The only ones that could have seen it were Carter and Colton. His eyes narrowed as he thought of Colton. He'd have more than a stern word with that kid, he'd make him regret ever tampering with his equipment. But first he had to cover his tracks, he had to find out exactly how much Carter knew, then he would deal with Colton. Heaving himself to his feet, Lucas got up and began dragging his feet to Carter's cell.


Shane woke up with a start. The images he had seen and created inside Mai's head had been haunting his nightmares throughout the rest of the evening. He'd woken up at least six times, though he hadn't been counting. It had taken him a long time to get to sleep, and in that time he had seen Carter come back with a weary Colton. He had also heard what had been said, and that had raised his curiousity. The boy had held off until then though, deciding that to bother Colton while he was tired and exhausted like that would be a bad idea.

Colton, wake up. I need to discuss something with you, something I think you'll want to hear. First off, I would like to know what happened with the gun and why Carter would have to deny knowing anything about it. If you tell me that, then I'll tell you something I'm sure you will find very interesting; I know how to get out of this place, Shane sent to Colton. There was no need to beat around the bush, he had to cut right to the chase, and after seeing what Colton had been through at that place he had no doubt he wanted to escape just as badly as he himself did.​

 

• At Ariel Labs of Doom
• At the Academy of Hopefully Rescuing Soon
• At the Hospital of Drama

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  Mai laid there with her eyes closed. She was off of the oxygen mask now, but she was hooked up to many different wires and other tubes. She hadn’t stirred or opened her eyes since the night before and kept still, breathing in and out gradually. There was a note on the outside of the door that read: “You both have done well. You have the day off today. Enjoy it.”
  
  
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  Carter laid there in his bed, listening to the noises around the science lab. He remembered all that had happened yesterday and wish he didn’t. Colton did something bad, and told him not to tell. He hoped the man would forget about it, but it wasn’t likely. The wound looked pretty badly. He knew that Colton was trying to do the right thing, but it didn’t get them any closer to getting out of here. It just made things worse.
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  The door opened as Christie knocked on it. Errol had opened it with his telekinesis and then smiled at the girl. “Come in, come in. We will begin the meeting shortly.”
  
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  Danni listened the best she could, but she was becoming tired by the second. “There are nightmares of different kinds when your powers awaken,” she specified softly. “It probably doesn’t mean anything, your brain is just playing tricks on you. Why don’t you take the next watch?” As soon as that was all arranged, Danni laid her weary body on the hard spare “guest” bed, passing out right away in a deep sleep.
  
  
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  Kiki skated back to the hospital as fast as she could. She had a bad feeling that something was about to happen and needed to stop it before it did. She shouldn’t have left in the first place, she should have stayed behind a bit longer. Approaching the entrance of the hospital, she picked up her skateboard and ran inside, avoiding confused people, nurses and doctors. She ran to Jex’s recovery room and burst through the door.
  
  Danni stood straight up, ready to attack when she saw who it was. It was the strange girl from yesterday. “Kiki?”
  
  The pink haired girl was panting and out of breath. “You… Need… To…” Kiki took in a big gulp of air and looked at Danni. “There’s bad men coming! They want to kill Jex, they want to kill all of you! You need to get out of here!”
  
  “Wait, what? Who wants to kill us?”
  
  But Kiki’s eyes suddenly widened and she ran to the window where Jex’s bed was and spread her arms out in front of her. “No! Please! Don’t kill him! Don’t shoot him! He’s good! He’s actually-“
  
  As Danni began to move, the window Kiki was standing in front of suddenly seemed to explode and the girl cried out, falling to the ground.
  
  Everything was going too fast for Ryan to process. Kiki came in, explained what was going on, and then she was gone. "NO KIKI!"
  
  “Kiki!” Danni rushed over to the girl, but knew it was too late. The girl had a wound of some sort right in the middle of her forehead, already bleeding on the floor as she stared glassily at the ceiling. “Damn!” Danni turned to the window, only to see a flash of light on the roof of a building. Assassins. A sniper. Danni didn’t know how many they were, but she spotted one of them. Quickly, she used telekinetic push to shove Jex’s bed and medical equipment out of the way, moving away from the window. “We need to get out of here!” Danni shouted to Ryan, preparing to make the move to get Jex wheeled out of this room. She was coming up with a plan, but it was sketchy. “We need to find an ambulance we can highjack and get out of here with Jex. I dunno who else is coming, but we need to move, fast.”
  
  Adrenaline running high and angry, Ryan quickly got out of the bed and followed Danni as they pushed him along. So many emotions were running through him: remorse, sadness, anger, terror. He didn’t have long to process, however, as Danni explained her plan someone appeared.
  
  Down the hallways, coming towards Jex’s room was a man in a gas mask, walking quickly with a gun in one hand. When security tried to stop him, the man knocked them down and out of the way, five doors down from Jex’s room. He meant business, and he wanted to get it done as quickly and flawlessly as possible.
  
  Ryan saw the man coming and thought of an idea. He felt heat coming from one of the storage rooms of the hospital where the blankets were kept to warm up for the patience. Concentrating on that, the heat streamed through the air and quickly slithered it’s way to Ryan’s hand, forming into flames. He was immediately tired from doing such an action as he was so new to his powers, but he managed to pulse a fireball from it and attempted to knock the man’s gun away from him. The man was quick through, moving to the side to let the fire ball hit behind him. The man then aimed the gun and fired, only to have Ryan suddenly appeared from nowhere and punch the man with a clothesline move, knocking the guy back. Ryan immediately felt sapped of energy and began to fall back from Danni, who was moving quickly down the hallway with Jex the best she could.
  
  Danni, seeing that Ryan was slowing down, cursed and pulled Ryan towards her with her telekinetic, and since Maka is very tired RPing with herself, they got into an ambulance from the back, hopped in, and drove away. The man and sniper were left behind.
  

 

Tobias chuckled a little bit as Cynthia yelled out at him. For a moment, he considered continuing on, making the music louder even, just to annoy her. As he thought about it more, he realized how bad of an idea it was. He didn't know if Raven Sun was going to allow him to live or not, but one way or another he figured he could no longer count himself as part of it. That was fine with him, but if he really was on the outside then Cynthia was the only person he considered to be an ally, and he wasn't sure if he was willing to lose that just yet. "Sure thing, Cynth, but when you get bored to death don't come complaining to me!" he called back, before relaxing and pulling the hood over his face, reducing his eyesight and doing his best to go to sleep until someone came to get him.


I see, Shane sent to Colton, Carter's lucky to have someone looking out for him. I don't need to be a telepath to see the kid's lonely. As for the gun, sounds like it would've been fun to see. I'd imagine he would have to be fairly pissed off about that, maybe I can use that to my advantage. If I can find a way to mess with his head, then he might be our ticket out of here, I'll just have to- the boy started as he saw Lucas approaching their cell. Give me five minutes. I'll see if I can't turn things to our advantage.

He forced a grin as Lucas approached the cell. The investigator's eyes were on Carter, but that would soon change. "Good morning, detective. I heard about your arm, terrible tragedy. Are you here to take us to our tests today?" Shane asked.


Lucas barely reacted when Shane mentioned the arm and asked if he was taking him to his tests. The investigator shook his head, but turned to look at Shane."I'm not aware of any tests. I'm here to ask Carter a couple of questions. It won't take long. It's to do with my arm"he said simply, telling the truth but not completely. He noticed Shane had a look of curiousity on his face."Something on your mind, Ware?" he questioned.

"Why is it that when I read your mind all I hear are groceries, or information about the local football teams, or the latest gossip about television? There's never anything relevant to the situation. Even if you do think about those things, surely a man such as yourself thinks about what he should or should not be doing at that time"

"I've trained to prepare for confrontations with telepathists for years, did that ever occur to you?" Lucas asked, keeping his voice calm and collected.

"Admittedly, yes, it did. Buuut after that, I thought about it a little more, and I can't remember anyone else being like that unless they had powers like me. Either it was just silence or I could hear everything. So, detective, either you're less intelligent than you seem, or you have some kind of aid. Secret training perhaps? Maybe you have powers yourself? Some mechanical device?"

Lucas froze. He knew. He wasn't sure how, but this kid had figured out that he had a chip in his brain. Either that, or the kid was bluffing, but if he was bluffing then he was damn close to guessing the truth. "Like I said, I've trained" he said. A chill went down his spine as he saw the grin widen on Shane's face.

"What are you hiding, Lucas?" Shane asked. Though Lucas was very, very good at hiding his emotions, Shane had seen the momentary flash of worry in his eyes at the mention of the mechanical device. And as Shane knew, machines could be overworked. No sooner had Shane asked his question than he began pushing into Lucas' mind. He knew the thoughts weren't his own, and he was going to prove it. His face tightened into a look of concentration, his eyes narrowing and a slight frown appearing on his face.

"Just what are you doing?"Lucas asked, but he got no response. The boy was concentrating, but on what? Too late, he realized what was happening. Shane was trying to bypass the machine. The second the realization hit, Lucas could feel his mind working in overdrive, the little machine struggling to repel the force of the telepathic assault. Who was this kid, and why were his powers so damn strong?!

Shane continued pushing, trying to overpower the machine. He could feel it struggling, he could see the worry on Lucas' face. Lucas knew what was happening, he was sure of it, and Shane probably would have laughed at Lucas' attempt to grab his gun out; but his gun was destroyed, gone, and Lucas was defenceless, but Shane couldn't laugh due to concentrating so hard. Just a little more, a tiny bit more and it would be...​

Lucas screamed. His head was pounding like never before, everything was dizzy for him, and his vision was blurry. But that wasn't the worst of it. No, the worst of it was he knew that Shane had done it. He had over worked the machine and fried it, and then he had entered Lucas' mind. Lucas wanted to turn, to leave the room and run for help, but he couldn't. Against his will, his body was choosing to stay there and not act any differently. This was Shane's doing, he was sure of it.

"Carter, this man has been keeping you from your mother for too long. I'm going to find out what makes him tick, and I'm going to get us out. Now, detective, lets find out what you were so desperately hiding from me" he said with a low chuckle.

Lucas started sweating, his mind now open and vulnerable as he felt a feeling he hadn't experienced since he was a child; fear. True, unparalleled fear. He was at the mercy of one of them, of one of the-

"Keep in mind I can hear what you think, Lucas Beaumont. Call me a freak, and I'll fry your brain just like I did that little chip that no longer works"

Damn him, damn him! He knew! And soon he'd know about-

"Ouch. First time riding a bike and you failed, second time you rode straight into a tree. Not very good are we?"

He already had access to memories that early?!

There was a pause as Shane momentarily stopped reading his mind. He'd just seen the night Lucas' parents were murdered, in every explicit detail. It was quite horrific. But... "You know, my powers don't just let me see the memories you have. It also lets me see those that you don't; repressed memories. Or, in this case, repressed details. You think you remember how it happened? You're wrong, let me show you how it really was" Shane stated, removing the wall that had prevented Lucas from remembering.​

Lucas saw the scene again. His father cut down before him, his mother being raped in front of him, and him being held against the wall by The Smiling Butcher's unseen force. Except it wasn't the telekinesis of that criminal. His mother, while being violated in that way, was screaming at him to look away, not to watch, and was holding him there against the wall, unable to do anything. His mother knew him well enough to know that should he be able to move he'd go straight for the criminal; retreating wasn't an option, but it was her that had kept him there. More importantly, she was one of them. She had powers, why hadn't she told him? Did his father know? How could she have kept something like that from him?! All his life he had hated those with powers, and now he found out that his own mother had been one?!

"Get out of my head!" Lucas shouted furiously, before Shane finally released his grip on him. Lucas stumbled backwards into a desk. He couldn't think of anything other than escape, and that was exactly what he did. Faster than he had ever run before, Lucas completely lost his focus and ran back to his cell and slammed the door shut, where he broke down into a sobbing mess.


The edges of Shane's lips curled into a smile. He turned to look at Carter. "Carter, before I say anything, I'm going to make you a promise; I promise never to use that on you, so no need to fear me, okay? What I just did, I showed him a memory he wanted to forget. But in doing so, I showed him how powerful I can be, and now he's scared. A scared man makes mistakes, especially when I can manipulate him into doing things. In other words, Carter, I just got us out of here" Shane said to his cellmate, before sending a telepathic message to Colton. Sorry, I think I was about one minute longer than expected. The gun exploding on Lucas is far out of his concern right now, I just broke him, Colton. Right now, he's more terrified than he has ever been, but more importantly I found a way to get past the device stopping my powers working on him. Now, I can manipulate him, and now we can begin planning our escape. I would say we wait a few days, try to recover our strength, and then I'll use the detective and get us home.​

 

Slowly his body began to move, his head slowly rising from the desk before him and eventually he began to sit up with groggy eyes. Closing them, Walter let out a loud yawn and stretched out his arms before letting out a big sigh. “well that’s not a pleasant way to sleep…” Walter said scratching the back of his head as he stared over at the half made electronics before him. “I guess I worked myself into a slumber…” Walter said closing his eyes as he shook his head with a smile.

Brushing his hair back Walter stood up and head off to the washroom he held in his office. Staying up working on his inventions was common for him and staying the night in this place was far too common as well. If was because of this fact that Walter had the morning necessities prepped in the washroom. Splashing his face with water and finishing brushing his teeth, Walter returned back to his office and took a seat upon his office chair, letting out a loud yawn as he took a seat back. He had no idea how much sleep he got, but from the groggy feeling he still had it must have not been much. Taking grasp of the electronic device he was making, Walter leaned back upon his chair and placed his legs on the desk. The man merely narrowed his eyes and smirked as he held up the device and stared at it “the brain is such an interesting thing...so much potential…just what makes it tick...I wonder” Walter said.

 

• At Raven Sun of Calm After Storm
• At Ariel Labs of Doom

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  "Benjamin,
  
  I am going off the grid for a few days.
  You know I wouldn't do this unless it is important, and it is.
  Abi is missing.
  I don't entirely know what's going on, but I'd rather keep it down low and hope to hell this was just a mix-up of some sort.
  I will let you know if for whatever reason something goes wrong, but I doubt it.
  
  Joshua."
  
  As soon as the old man read the note, he threw it in the fire place, watching the note be licked by flames. He could handle so many secrets, and this was one of them he could tolerate. Raven Sun had come to a decision, and now it was time to enforce it. Joshua would not have to worry about paperwork anymore. He walked away from his office, cane in hand as he made his way down the hallway to the cells, ready for what was at hand. He soon arrived, seeing Jason standing there, watching his daughter's cell. He approached the man and clapped him on the shoulder like a grandpa would do to an in-law before sighing out lowly. "Are you ready for this?" he asked Jason, being genuine with his questioning.
  
  
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  Kassandra walked down the hallway, keeping her eyes peeled as she patrolled the halls. Everyone was under strict command to keep an eye or an ear out just in case something else was to happen. She looked down at her bandaged arm, running her fingers over the gauze. Maybe she should see about the bandages being changed... She could do it, but her father would probably have words with her if she did. Finishing her round, she walked to Walter's office and knocked on his door.
  
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  "He does terrible things," Mai whispered almost incoherently. Her eyes were still closed, her mind trying to work overtime to repair the damage that Shane had done. "He's confused, but he's not afraid to hurt others. He's mixed up, and feels bad afterwards, but it..." Tears rolled down Mai's cheeks as she talked, suddenly finding it difficult to spill out. "She stood by, he had a choice... He chose..." She took in shaky breaths, knowing she was probably not making much sense right now. She didn't want to rat out someone who had similar powers, but it still threw her off guard. For a long while, she believed that those with powers were the good ones. The scientists were the bad ones. She would have preferred to face Lyle and his experiments over Shane's and Isabella's mind manipulations. "Did we fight yesterday?" she asked in a strained voice, keeping her eyes shut tightly.
  
  The medic robot came in right on cue while the meal robots delivered oatmeal with real blue berries and raspberries on top, milk, orange juice, buttered toast, and some bacon and eggs. The robots set the trays of food on the hospital like tables that could swing over the bed to make it easier for the patients to eat before exiting out. The medic robot gave Colton his daily vitamins and medications after analyzing him. Unlike the fighting robots, this one repelled psychic thoughts of any kind, thus making it difficult to disarm through telekinesis. "You seem to suffer the symptoms of pneumonia. You need breathing treatments, twice daily." The robot's chest opened and out popped some kind of breathing machine with a full face mask attached to the machine with tubes. The robot set it up by Colton's bed, and then handed the mask to Colton. "When you are ready, turn on the machine and keep the mask over your nose and mouth. This should help with the coughing." It then went over to Mai and checked her vitals. "You are experiencing early signs of depression. Chin up, relax for today. Everything will be alright." With that, the robot then exited the room, locking the clear door behind it.
  
  
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  Carter was sitting there on the bed, eyes wide in horror. What he was seeing before him was something he had never witnessed in all of his young years, not even with his abusive father. He looked up at Shane when he promised not to hurt him like that, but he was still scared. Not even his little sister did things like that. He slowly nodded his head, swallowing a lump in his throat. He then heard a low pitch frequency (PLEASE BE CAREFUL, THIS NOISE WILL HURT SOMEONE'S EARS, ESPECIALLY IF YOU'RE SENSITIVE TO NOISE) noise and looked up, only to cover his ears soon afterwards as it became more and more intense. "Ah!"
  
  
  
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  Kye walked gradually into view, her yellow eyes locked on Shane as she walked closer and closer to his cell. She was not happy, not in the slightest. Someone messed with her partner; she was going to mess with them back. She pulled out her katana as she approached, letting the blade glisten in view as she walked towards the two subjects. "Little mouse, little mouse... A body louse... Pest, pest, should kill, mmmmm." She licked her sword, staring long and hard at Shane, not seeming to be bothered with the hertz frequencies coming from her hat as Carter yelled out in pain and writhed on his bed. She then pulled back her tongue and lowered her sword, clicking her tongue to the roof of her mouth when it reached 2531 hz and smirked slyly. "Cat will no nice nice next time mouse will mess. Seek to search for kind of yours." She tipped her hat to Shane, and then turned away. "But warn, storm is neigh... Death's shadow close by..."
  
  With that threat, she waltzed off, leaving Carter gasping for air as he rubbed at his ears to try to calm them down from the frequencies Kytheria had inflected upon them. The Raven Sun member walked to where Lucas was, crouching in front of the cell before holding out a donut and a cup of coffee to him silently, watching him with a sad countenance on her face.
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Tinkering around with the contraption in his hand, Walter lazily continued on until there was a sudden knock upon his door. Glancing over at the door, Walter raised an eyebrow quite curious about just who it was and what exactly brought them over to his office. Did somebody get shanked so early in the morning? At this point Walter was not surprised if that occurred. Sitting around wouldn’t solve such an answer so the man decided to open the door and see just who it was.

Kicking the table he rested his legs on, the office chair that Walter sat upon began to roll towards the door. Spinning the chair so that he’d be facing the door, Walter immediately placed his foot on the door the moment he got there, bringing the chair to a halt. Hopping to his feet, Walter opened up the door and raised an eyebrow before suddenly closing his eyes with a pleasant smile “Ah! Kassandra! quite the pleasant surprise. Your looking pretty today. Come in, sit!” Walter said offering the seat he had just used to traverse across the office. “So what bring you in today?” Walter asked

 

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Confused by the flattery, Kassandra raised an eyebrow as she walked into the office. She had done nothing different from yesterday, and yet he called her pretty? Why? Deciding not to take mind to the comment or take a seat, she stood behind the chair and looked to Walter. This shouldn't take long after all. "I'm sorry to disturb you, if I did," she said, taking note of Walter's work bench and that the man seemed to have been in deep thought when she came around. "I came to ask about the bandages... If you need to change them or not and how often if so." She went right to the point, as always. If she came off as rude or cold, she didn't mean to. She didn't have much of people experience cooped up in the tech room day in and day out, nor was she given the chance of much interaction. Her father wanted to keep her safe, as any father would. After a certain someone went haywire, the hold on Kassandra's life was much tighter and more secured than ever. Benjamin did not want to risk assassination or some other horrible thing from the mysterious party. Her older brother was another story though. He could handle himself just fine.

 

Kassandra spoke in her normal emotionless self but Walter didn’t mind, perhaps this was probably what he liked about her. She spoke about disturbing him but this was the opposite. “Oh nonsense I love the company” Walter said with a smile. He really did not really interact with much people aside from those of the Raven Suns. There were the prisoners he had to interrogate, but most of those were definitely not good examples of good communication.

With her question asked, Walter crossed his arms and stared at the wrapped wound. “Hmm, I’d probably advise once or twice a day” Walter said before looking up at the girl. “you can change the wounds yourself, though another piece of advice is that you should have somebody change them” Walter said closing his eyes with another smile “If you’d like, I wouldn’t mind changing them when you need them changed. It’d probably be fast with me and it’d allow me to examine the wound” Walter said.

 

Ryan woke up in the side seat of the ambulance. He realized he must have passed out after the lack of sleep and the power he used. Dazed, he looked over at Danni. This plan was crazy and Kiki was gone. Jex was between them.
"What happened?" he mumbled, now staring at the road ahead of them. It was cloudy, but the sunrise was able to slip through the cracks. The clouds were purple, and if it wasn't for what was happening, he would have thought it was beautiful. The sunrise reminded him of Kiki's upbeat personality, and now she was gone just like that. "Kiki..."
Tears ran down his face. She didn't deserve to die like that. No one does of course, but especially her. Kiki being so happy-go-lucky, but getting killed so violently was really upsetting to Ryan.

Alex was waiting by the office doors, ready for action. It has been two long days of nothing to do. Carrying his sword behind his back, he wanted to save that idiot, Colton. Maybe after saving him, people would shut up, but with so much drama happening, it might just be the beginning.

 

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• Raven Sun
• At the Hospital of Drama

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  "My father may have issues if I try to change them myself," Kassandra said, looking at the bandaged arm. "I'm trained to do so out on the field, but he would scold me as why I would let a medic's talent go to waste if they were readily available here." She then glanced at Walter and nodded her head once. "You know the extent of the wound, you saw it yesterday when you mended it. I would be more comfortable if you would change the gauze. Should you do it now? Or later on?"
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  Danni gripped the steering wheel, keeping her eyes focused on the road. "You passed out... We're almost to the academy," Danni replied dryly, trying to keep her wits about her. She couldn't save Kiki, she didn't know what was coming. Here she was a third level telekinetic, and she couldn't stop a bullet from killing someone. Errol would be disappointed at her... Jean as well. She chewed on her bottom lip as she made turns, finally approaching the academy gates. Flashing her student I.D. badge to a camera, the gates were soon open and Danni drove in carefully to where it would be easiest to get Jex out. She wondered who those people were that were targeting Jex and killed so coldly, but she knew she couldn't dwell on it right now. Making the ambulance come to a stop, Danni hopped to the back and opened the back doors, beginning to move Jex carefully to the infirmary. "I'm going to take Jex to the Infirmary, see if he needs to stay there or if he can be moved to his room... Can you walk?" she asked, not even looking at Ryan. Jex was out cold, sleeping soundly as the medicine worked through his body.

 

Walter merely gave the option of changing her wounds now, but his decision was actually quite quick. “well so long as I have you here then this will be good time, besides it would give us a good opportunity to talk” Walter said giving her a wink before looking down upon her hand and taking grasp of it. Lightly with it in his hand, Walter brought it up slightly and begun to unwrap the gauze wrapped around it. “yes, if Im able to keep an eye on that wound we should be able to get it healed in no time” Walter said.

 

Ryan stayed silent as she drove the ambulance to the academy, remorseful over Kiki. She was such an innocent soul, and she saved him from Tyson before. If it wasn't for her, he would be dead right now. He decided in his mind that he would remember her with a smile rather than her dying in front of him. When Danni began to talk to him, he snapped out of his thoughts and realized they were at the academy.
"Yeah, I can walk. Let me help you," he said with little emotion. He stepped out of the ambulance's large drop and ran over to hold up Jex's right side. He was completely out. He was glad that Jex didn't have to witness any more violence. Tears still remained to fall down his face. He was so new to this world, and he didn't know how much of this he could take. The memories of Jex getting beaten up and Kiki dying in front of him spinned in his mind over and over again. He tried to cover it up with good memories like kissing Jex and Kiki being happy, but he just couldn't shake it off.

 

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Birds did their morning ritual of chirping, singing a tune to the mysterious ball of light that always gave rise around the time most homosapians would become active. Brown shaggy hair was clearly visible from the outside window, face buried in a pillow. The chirping persisted, enough to stir this dormant form that was laying on the bed. Left arm dangled over the bed, but slowly began to make its way onto the edge of the bed in order to press palm against the soft exterior of the mattress and push himself up. Face revealed itself to be Jean with eyes irritated from being exposed to the light the was pouring out of the window. As he rose up, lungs swallowed a chunk of air as he readied a nice yawn which evoked perspiration in his eyes. Jean Slowly got out of bed, and made his way to the bathroom adjacent to his bed with dragging feet. His entire body felt groggy, stiff, and his mind was blur. As he placed his palms against the sinks counter, eyelids closed themselves over eyes as he fought the sleep that waged war over his conscious, all the while trying to recollect the events of yesterday. All he remembered was falling asleep on the chair of his laboratory, and then that's it. How did he end up on his bed?

As he let eyelids rise to reveal vision, peripherals caught a glimpse of a black hooded silhouette through the bathroom mirror before him, which immediately stirred his heart awake as he quickly looked up to see find nothing. Head turned around to see if anyone was in his line of sight, but nothing. Peering out of the bathroom, his entire room seemed clear of any unwanted guests. Strange. Just to be extra careful, he walked around his apartment (Dorm) to make sure he was merely hallucinating. It only took a minute to see everything was all clear. He headed back to the bathroom where he turned the faucet on and cupped hands together underneath the flow of water to pour it all over his face.

"Gotta Wake up..." he uttered to himself as the cold fresh water made itself comfy on his warm face.

He went about doing his morning business before proceeding to making a quick hefty breakfast. Afterwards he got dressed and headed out the door. it was only half way to his laboratory that he remembered that today was the day they were going to try to rescue Colton and Carter. Eyes widened as he felt so...cold hearted.

"****...!" he muttered in great disappointment, running towards Errol's office.

Of all the things to forget, it had to be something so important as this. He quickly made his way to the office, slowing down just as he reared the corner of the door frame. There, Christie, Brendan, and Errol had already assembled. Brendan had his laptop, and had blueprints ready. Jean merely gave them a wave as salutations. "Hey." he said sheepishly.

 

• At Raven Sun
• At the Academy of Delayed Planning

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  Kassandra let Walter do his business, looking around the office as she held up her arm for him to work on. Her eyes landed on the workbench not too far away and see gazed at it, wondering what the man did in here exactly. "What are you working on today?" she asked, indicating to the workbench. Security cameras could only reveal so much at a time. She knew of the holding of a sixteen year old girl, but didn't know about the extent of how close she was to breaking. Although, from the looks of yesterday before things were interrupted, she was close to revealing the location of the hidden telegraphist on their watch list.
  
  
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  As soon as Jean had walked in, Nicole came in right afterwards, pushing a little cart along that had donuts, a large bowl of fruit, orange juice, milk, coffee, hot water, and packages of hot chocolate for anyone to mix with coffee creamers and extra cups and bowls for anyone to use. Yes this was a serious operation, but Errol wanted to ease everyone's minds a bit. "Thank you, Nicole," Errol said with a warm smile. He then nodded to Jean to acknowledge the man before he went to the phone and picked up the receiver. "We will begin in just a moment, I need to make a quick announcement." He pressed a button and soon his voice broadcasted through the whole school. "Attention all students and mentors, if you would like to participate in a special assignment, please stop by the Headmaster's office for more details. Thank you." He then shut off the phone and then sent a psychic message to everyone he could within the academy. Today we will be rescuing Colton and Carter. We will need all the help we can get. If you are unable to aid us, that's alright. This is a dangerous operation. If you are interested, please come to my office immediately. He then looked at everyone else and nodded his head, looking to Brendan. "Do you have the virus ready?"
  
  "Good morning," Nicole said quietly to Jean, standing close to him. She had her done in a bun today and was wearing grey pants and a well fitted purple shirt with purple and black running shoes. She was ready for action and dressed so she could move around easily if needed to. She felt a little silly dressed like this, but it wasn't like they had to wear uniforms or costumes for this operation. "How did you sleep? I hope you didn't stay at that desk all night."
  
  
  
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  Danni pushed Jex quietly down the hallways to the Infirmary with Ryan's help, not knowing what to say to the shaken boy. She couldn't say it would get any better, because it didn't and she would be lying if she said otherwise. She then heard the announcement over the intercom before more details were sounded off through everyone's mind and Danni gripped the railings of Jex's bed a little tighter. "Stay here with Jex," Danni said as they came to the Infirmary and parked Jex's bed somewhere the nurse could easily access him. "I'm going to see what I can do to help." As she was about to leave, Danni stopped by the door frame and turned to look at Ryan. "You already went through a lot in the last few days. Take a break, enjoy your time with him." She mustered a small smile before she turned away, sprinting towards Errol's office.
  
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"He wants to get more students involved?" Jean thought to himself as he looked on to Errol.

This was supposed to be covert, not a war; at least that's what Jean thought of it. Not to mention the more people involved, the higher the probability of one of them getting caught which would then lead to a possible force of hand. Knowing the people in the room, none of them were cold. If one of them got taken hostage, there would be a potential surrender on their part. Then what good would they be if they all got captured? Of course, when he thought to himself he realized there were two telepath users in the room, so thinking to ones self was pointless; one reason as to why he wanted one of those telepathy blocking devices.

"Good morning, Nicole." he said casually, giving her a faint smile. He took his time to hover over to the cart full of carbs; you know his grogginess and all, and took a doughnut. Teeth sank into the soft substance as he went about eating. His breakfast had been great, but considering how his metabolism worked, he would require more sustenance; and something in his gut told him he would require a lot of calories for today. He dug into the cart, being mindful if the other perhaps wanted to indulge in this little feast.

So much was happening today, and it was only the morning. First he woke up feeling extraordinarily tired, which was unusual. Then there was that strange hallucination he had, followed by forgetting how he got to his room in the first place, and then forgetting about this important operation. For gods sake, lives were at stake! How could he just forget something like that? Mouth indulged itself even more as he mindlessly ate fruits, started pouring himself milk, and orange juice. Anyone watching him now would think he'd been starving.

"How did you sleep? I hope you didn't stay at that desk all night." Nicole spoke.

Jean turned to her direction, mouth puffy from food clustered inside, but eyes suddenly full of hope. Right hand went to cover his mouth as he chewed through his food in order to respond.

"So it was you who put the blanket over me." he said, but knew that he wanted to ask a specific question. However, given her words, he doubted she knew anything on how Jean made it to his room. So he just left it at that, feeling that brief hope fade away. Eyes inspected Nicole's attire, which was...different than what she normally wore. Throat took in the entire mouthful, expressing a nice, "GULP" sound before speaking. "That's...new. Where are you off to today?"

 

"You already went through a lot in the last few days. Take a break, enjoy your time with him."
He looked up at her by the door. She seemed used to this, which kind of scared him a little. How could she be so strong? She was even giving him a slight smile. Her way of trying to help Ryan in fact made him worse. Was this going to be his future?
"Be careful..." he said quietly.
He soon got an answer to his question as an announcement reached his mind from Errol as well as hearing it on the speaker.
Today we will be rescuing Colton and Carter. We will need all the help we can get. If you are unable to aid us, that's alright. This is a dangerous operation. If you are interested, please come to my office immediately.
Dangerous. That's how it's going to be from now on. He can't set foot into a mall without fearing the worst and he couldn't see his family anymore. It also unsettled him that two people were being rescued. How often was this?
He glanced over at Jex, still unconscious. He was fed up of seeing him asleep, and he really needed him right now. A few jokes and that smile of his were what he wanted more than anything at that point. He ran his fingers through his black hair with tears still running down his face. He thought this new life would be a great change, but everything was going terribly. He sat back down and flashes of Kiki went through his mind and that distressed face he saw of her before she died traumatized him. He started to mutter under his breath three times over and over again, "Why?" Like a record cutting out, he kept saying it. His OCD was acting up, and he was counting, making a few seconds of silence after 3 successions of saying the word. This only happened a few times in his life when he was really stressed out or lost someone close to him. While Kiki wasn't particularly close, seeing someone die right in front of you is something much more impacting. He held Jex's hand tightly with sweaty palms and laid his head on his arm. He breathed in deeply and calmed down. He moved his thumb along Jex's palm. He hoped he would wake up soon.

Alex walked into the headmaster's office and noticed a menagerie of treats in the room. He knew from the thoughts around the room that he was trying to ease them in. He went up to the cart and took a sugared donut. Shrugging his shoulders, he took a bite and smiled slightly from the sweet and moist nature of the donut as he chewed into it.

 

“Oh? So you’ve taken notice of my little project” Walter said with a smile, still looking down and working upon the wounded arm before him. “It’s a component for a bigger tool that I feel will become a great asset for the Raven Sun headquarters” Walter said. “It’s a shield…hm…no that’s not a good way of explaining it” Walter said closing his eyes giving it some thought before opening his eyes once more. “Ah! Yes! Its more like a domain instead, a domain that will hamper the telepathy and telekinetic users.” Walter said.

Reaching into his pocket with his other hand, the medic brought out a small box and held it up. “It will be something like this, a tool that sends out harmless signals to the brain. The only time these signals will indeed assault the brain is when any form of mental powers being used…” Walter said narrowing his eyes with a smile “if this should succeed then I’ll be able to utilize this to cover the entire headquarters...it’d be suicide for a telepath to attack” Walter said before closing his eyes with smile "other than that I do have business with a prisoner...though I'll let her rest for today" Walter said.