There he stood with a bruised cheek. The man that Jun once loved come to hate. The man betrayed her, her father also know as Dr. Yamata around the facility. She really doesn't think that she will ever forgive him for what he did. You can say that she ..demonstrates her hate for her father through her actions. Jun was laying on her small bed looking up at the ceiling not noticing her father on the other side the window observing her. When she did they locked eyes for a second but it seemed like forever to her. The stare was intense and filled with anger from both sides.

Jun finally broke the intense gaze turning on her side but before she did she stuck her middle finger up flipping him off. Dr. Yamata frowned at this. He waved his hand in the air signaling a female doctor to come over as he walked away. The Doctor held a clipboard in her hand along with a small butterfly needle and two small empty vials with purple caps on them. She walked over to the door swiping her I.D as the door slid open then slid back closed as she walked in.

This was a daily routine for Jun, having her blood taken each day at the same time. Jun sat up and faced the doctor as she got her things ready. " Good afternoon Jun, Time to donate some blood again." The pretty redhead spoke with a gentle smile on her face. Jun sighed as she rose up her long black sleeves. " It's not really donating if it's taken from you. Let's just get this over with Doc." Jun said with a bored tone her french accent present. The Doctor nodded then proceeded with taking some blood.

When the doctor finished she pulled out a syringe with an amber colored substance inside. It was Jun's daily dose of Yaril. A suppresser that basically does the same thing that the collar's do. It suppresses her powers, because Jun's power's are stronger than a regular Tyrant the collars aren't enough. Every Tyrant that is marked as highly dangerous are there because the collars alone cannot suppress their powers fully. Their Abilities are so strong that it takes more than the collar to control them.

Jun winced slightly as the injection was injected. When she was all done that's when two guards came in to escort Jun down to the east block for her daily " Socializing". Since her recent attack on her father, punching him in the face the last time he came into her room. Jun was told to be kept an eye on and for punishment she had to be walked to where ever she was going and watched like a child for a couple of days. She was told what she could and couldn't do by the guards that escorted her.

The blonde walked passed rooms similar to hers that held other " Highly Dangerous" Tyrants. She was coming upon one particular room that she favored. Akira's room. As she walked by with the guards she flashed one of her mischievous, toothy grins showing off her canines.

Lyani sat quietly on her bed, her eyes closed as she tried to imagine another world, but since her power was blocked, it was kind of hard. She could imagine some small things but it was nothing like when she could use her powers. It was so much different. Nothing looked real. It was frustrating, it made her angry. She opened her eyes and took a deep breath. She shook her head to clear her mind and looked around. She saw Jun being escorted by guards and rolled her eyes.

Recalling one morning in her family, the morning that she as first introduced to the life of being a servant. That morning had been horrible since she'd been yelling and screaming against her parents because she didn't want to be a servant. She'd been beaten and had been lying in the hospital for a weak before she returned home. After several weeks of beatings and hospitals she finally submitted and did as she was told. She hated every moment of it, but she rarely dared to go against the orders of her family. Ever since, while her brother and sister were treated like royals, she was treated like a servant worth for nothing. This continued until she was about twelve, when her powers started to truly develop. Finally, she was send away to the facility.

She shivered at the memory and closed her eyes. How could her parents do that to her? Lyani still didn't understand why, why her and why not her brother or sister. Or why not all of them? Maybe her parents would have loved her then. It was a painful reminder of the cruel world she lived in, the world she so badly wanted to escape, but couldn't because her powers were blocked. She hated this place and everyone in it, though she pitied every other tyrant here. Maybe some day they could escape? She hoped so, there must be a way.

In the mean while, there was nothing to do but keep herself entertained. She closed her eyes again and started meditating once more, thinking of a green world with crystal blue oceans. The sun that was always a comfortable warmth and bright. Trees were always growing old, until their hundredths or even thousands in years. Creatures that lived peacefully, no creature too small and no creature too big. Fascinating creatures that could only be created by the mind. Creatures that would never exist. Dinosaurs, adapted and mutated to a more impressive look.

She tried her best, her marks faintly glowing as she tried. It was exhausting since her powers were blocked, it took a lot more energy to actually create a world as real as it was now. And she could only hold it for so long. Deciding it was too tyring, she gave up. She sighed deeply, truly annoyed.

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”U..um...I’m sorry.. I erm..c-can’t seem to find..your p..pulse..” rang out the wavering voice, any hints of masculinity, save for the sem-deep baritone, fleeing from the scared tone. Exhaling a sigh, the simple action coloured with blatant annoyance at this particular scientist’s incompetence, Akira remained motionless on the narrow cot as her mind begun to flip through the options placed before her. Should I help him out by raising it..? Or should I let him struggle..? Hm...choices choices.. echoed her inner voice, a soft click of her tongue against the roof of her mouth accompanied the moment, a tilted smirk finding it’s way onto her typically-stoic expression. ”Erm...M-Miss…? ventured the tentative voice again, even more reluctance present within each syllable. Allowing for another hushed breath to escape, a rumbling growl of agitation soon pursuing, Akira willed her pulse to rise from it’s normally comfortable dead beat to that of a normal human. However, such effort was worth it. The scientist’s surprisingly sharp intake of breath satisfied her impish personality, the urge to get a larger shock value from him growing larger.

”I need to take some of your blood now...a-and give you the daily quota of Yaril.. So…s-sit up.” commanded the voice, a new twinge of authority providing the words life...all while shattering that blissful darkness inside the Tyrant’s mind. Oh..? Getting bold, aren’t you? Heh.. looks like we will have to fix that. whispered the thoughts, a certain malicious quality replacing that otherwise light-hearted tone. After all..there was nothing more in this world that Akira hated than those lower, or newer, than her to stride about on their white horse, barking out orders like it was their job. Invoking core strength, the mixed-race Tyrant fluidly pulled her upper body to a sitting position, the light swish of that shadowed curtain providing a nostalgic feeling. Not yet bothering to open her eyes, that smirk now only faintly present on her rosebud lips, the girl swung her legs over the side of the mattress, their woolen sock-covered toes barely scraping the smoothed concrete. It was then, when she was sure that she was facing this new recruit, that her eyes slowly fluttered open. Naturally, as with any of the newer scientists, he was shocked, stunned speechless. Heh..what a lovely reaction~ Jaw-dropping..haven’t really seen that one much appraised her conscious, eyes sweeping over the young man, who was, currently, glued to her face with a mix between awe and fright. Apparently only in his mid-to-late-20’s, he was obviously full,or close, blooded Japanese. Lightly tanned skin, neatly groomed black hair with nape-reaching tips, a starch white lab coat.. Ah yes..the very embodiment of a scientist. Figures. Heh..I wonder..? ”How long are you going to keep staring? I mean, by all means, it’s overly flattering.. but still, don’t you have a job to do?” mused her own voice, a certain eerie softness to it that harbored her infamously teasing quality. In embarrassment, the young man swiftly dropped his gaze,a muttered apology accompanying with a slight redness to his cheeks. Adorable. Too bad you won’t want to come back here after today. hissed those thoughts, that malicious attribute just expanding.

As he pulled out the glass syringe, Akira’s mind was already set into action. Curling those tapered fingers into a fist, knuckles white with pressure and force, the Tyrant gave a swift scan of her room. Only one guard…? Hm..this should be easier than I thought.. assured her inner voice, that smirk spreading. ”N..now if I could see your arm..? yanked Aki from her devious planning, a surprised blink following. ”O-oh.. right! Sorry. came her hasty reply, that alabaster-toned arm readily thrusted in his direction. Thank god..I can feel yesterday’s Yaril already pretty much faded.. this should be a piece of cake. Glancing down at the sudden contact, Kira couldn’t help but cock an eyebrow at his quivering, nervousness apparently racking the young scientist. Not even bothering to give a wince at the sudden intrusion of metal breaking her skin, the Tyrant, instead, chose to focus on her nails and their job. Feeling them puncture the tender flesh of her palm, that power holding the welling lines of scarlet back, her gaze slowly drifted to the syringe, the scarlet contents reaching the 2/3rds mark. Narrowing her own crimson orbs, mind willing her Blood Manipulation to activate, the glass abruptly shattered, flecks and shards flying. ”God damn it! What happened..?!” exclaimed the young man, his hisses of pain indicating that parts of his hand were sliced open. With a devilish smirk, Aki wasted little time in jumping down off her cot, false concern reflecting in her wide eyes. Gently taking his hand into her own, uninjured palm, her soothing voice rang out. ”O..oh my! A-are you ok?! With a worried frown banishing her assured smirk, Aki reached over her bleeding hand to hover above his own wounds, every intent of taking him over clear.

However, the Tyrant didn’t get very far as the young man was snatched away by his collar, both his blood and her escape vanishing from sight. With a growl of annoyance, a frozen glare latching onto the armoured man that took away her prey, Kira made a move to lunge...only to freeze as a gun was directed at her head. Feeling the bitter taste of defeat, the girl had no choice but to quietly simmer as two more men burst into her room. Within a matter of a few seconds, the criminal was thrashing in vain under their weight, two holding her down as another demanded for the Yaril. It was at this point that Aki felt the urge to lift her gaze, as if someone was staring. Jun..! Her best friend was being escorted past her enclosure, that familiar, toothy grin directed in the suppressed Tyrant's direction. Choosing to stick out her tongue at the passing girl, Kira could only watch longingly as she strode out of view, her attention yanked back to her own current predicament. With a wince and a jaw gnashing, the burning sensation soon came as double dosages of her usual amount was injected into her veins, any sense of her power dimming.

When she was finally deemed to be ‘safe’, the Tyrant was allowed back on her shaking knees, the foreign suppressant causing her body to feel a wave of weakness. Biting her lower lip in a mixture of pain and agitation, Kira gingerly stretched out her legs before she was guided out of the room and to ‘Social time’.

Felix was laying on his bed thinking and planning, planning on a way out. he had most of his plan Thought out but there were two problems, number one was how was he gone get these dammed collars off and second what was he gonna do after he was free, he sure as hell isn't gone keep running through whole japan, heck no, he was gonna find a place where he could hide and overpower everyone they send against him, and he wanted to escape with a bang making clear to those stupid scientist one thing and that was 'f*ck you, f*ck all of you! yeah that would be a good message like flipping them off, yeah' he thought and noticed flickering on his left

"your getting there lyani" he said and sit up then do his hair and stand up "if you two are looking for me I'm out for a walk" Felix said and started walking. He went up the stairs then get over the railing and hang from the lowest bar 'and a 1 and a 2 and a 3' he thought and started pulling himself up trying to keep himself in shape like he always did he wasn't gone turn soft and he was gone need the strength for his plan to escape this place, he keeps going for about twenty minutes before letting go and dropping on the floor and start doing push ups

Alexander was bored. but that was nothing new to him. Ever since his arrival, He showed little to no interest in what was going on around him. Paying little regard to his "fellow" tyrants and doing what he was told. Always being the cooperative one, or so people thought. He had no real family to speak of outside the walls of the facility, so there wasn't much other then his want to be free again that drove him to try and escape. Unlike many others, Alex took the more passive approach. Taking in the little details, listening to snippets of the guards and doctors conversations. Taking in anything he could to increase his chances of figuring a way to escape.

Once again, like any other day. He made himself appear bored out of his mind as he laid in his bunk and bounced a rubber ball of the wall. One of his bunk mates was having a check in with the doctors, the other was most likely being "disciplined" due to his violent behavior the other day. He Sighed and looked at the clock. Almost time for my "Donation" again. and what do you know, the Doc is late . . . again. He then messed up his throw and lost the ball. Swearing under his breath, he was abut to get up when the door opened and A cluttered man in a white lab coat and un-kept came in followed by a single guard. "Hello Alexander!"He smiled warmly as he set his equipment down. Alex sighed and got up "Hey Doc, Same thing as usual?" The man chuckled in amusement. "Oh, has this thing we have become that predictable now?" He raised an eyebrow as he readied a syringe. Cringing at the sight of the needle, he rolled up his sleeve almost systematically, knowing what would come next. I F@#king hate needles. He watched as the Doctor cleaned up the spot with cotton. He then stuck the needle in, getting a disapproving hiss to come out of Alexander's mouth. "Oh don't be like that. You've done this enough to know it doesn't hurt that much." Alex restrained himself from making a face. Easy for you to say, you're not the human lab rat.

The doctor was soon done with his work and took his leave, the guard following close behind him. Looking at the bandage now on his arm, Alex frowned. I guess its a good thing I didn't do my best when they were evaluating my abilities. I don't have to get a daily dose of Yaril. And for that he was thankful. while he Didn't have his Iron hard skin with the collar on. Alexander was still capable of creating tiny barriers. most though were so small they couldn't really have any use anyway. But because he could make them, this gave Alex a chance to work with his ability more. Which lead him to figuring out how to form shapes and objects, if not to scale. He opened his palm and watched as a tiny cube that glowed with a soft blue light appeared, only to shatter a few seconds later.

He rolled down his sleeve and looked outside the open doorway. It was that time of the day again. The Tyrants were being let out so they could "Socialize" with one another. Alex looked around and shrugged. "Eh, what the hell. I need some outside time anyway." Stuffing his hands into his pockets, Alex began whistling a tune as he walked out the door of his cell and made his way down the hall.

As Jun was being escorted down to " Socialize" she got bored and decided to strike up a conversation with the two guards that she was already quite friendly with. The one to her right was a tall buff man with tanned skin, light blonde hair and striking hazel eyes. The other was a rather regular sized woman, curvy yes with long black hair and icy blue eyes. With one look at them you could just tell that those two weren't full Japanese. Seira is the woman's name and Tommi is the man's name. They were the only two guards that were actually nice to Jun. Jun turned to the female guard first straightening up cracking her back. " So Seira, how is the beautiful guard today ~" she said in a flirty tone which caused Tommi the male guard to let out a snicker. " Pfft."

Jun quickly turned to Tommi the Male guard raising an eye brow. " What's so funny!?" She whined in a childish manner as Tommi still tried not to laugh. " Honestly Woman do you hit on every pretty woman you see?". Jun blushed slightly out of frustration. " No I don't for your information! " Jun huffed out in slight frustration looking forward as they got closer to the "socializing" area. She glanced over to Seira to see her covering her mouth as she giggled which only made Jun go redder in the face. " Oh really? How come yesterday when I was guard in front of your room you flirted with every female doctor that went in your room and they came out red as a tomato."chuckled Tommi as he spoke.

Seira the female guard laughed a little louder. " Tch, Shut up Tommi you fucker." Jun shoved her hands in her pockets leaning her head back looking up at the ceiling. Something caught her eye behind her and she shifted her gaze to the small figure behind her. It was Aki. Jun locked eyes with her in this strange position her facial expression blank and serious. The two guards continued their conversation while Jun toned them out focusing on Akira. " Oi, Tommi Leave Jun alone already!" Seira said playfully to the male guard not noticing Jun's strange position yet.

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Damn it… they really did a number this time..Doubling my dosage..isn’t that bloody dangerous!? trailed her inner muse, the tone filled with contempt at their ignorance and pain at the nauseating waves sweeping across her body. Sending a desperate shake of her head, any attempt at banishing the sharp jolts failing, Aki allowed for her personal entourage of 2 guards to ‘gently’ escort her out of the cell that was known as her ‘home’. With slow footsteps that screamed uneasiness, the Tyrant was shuffled down the sickly lit halls, those crimson orbs desperately searching each of the other cells that held occupants similar to her and Jun in nature. After all, just about anything could have captivated the suppressed Tyrant’s attention at this point..she just wanted something to tear away her focus from the tilting axis beneath her feet.

Despite their ‘walk’ only taking a couple of minutes, Akira couldn’t help but feel relieved at the sight of that familiar door, her oasis in a scorched desert. The time she could see Jun. God.. I hope she’s doing fine.. fretted her thoughts, concern causing a frown to tug at the corners of her rosebud lips, the pain briefly numbing through the distraction. However, that was her first mistake. Losing any sense of direction and limb ability, Kira’s knees buckled beneath her lightweight stature, a particularly brutal wave of convulsing pain flooding her system. Thankfully, both of her male guards shot out a steroid-induced arm to loop through her own toned ones, neither having even the slightest of difficulty hauling and supporting the doll-esque girl.

With a mind willing not to give in, Aki barely just managed to wrench her body away from their vise-like grips in time for the sliding door to open a pathway, Tyrants of all variety tucked away under containment. Instinctively painting a half-smirk onto her lips at the blatant stares, it was all she could to hold her head high, posture just slightly slumped, to give off the air of being a delinquent, a troubled youth. C’mon, Aki.. you got this.. Look! Jun’s right there! Get to her..and you’ll be fine chided her conscious, her struggling body attempting to follow it’s word. Unfortunately, despite the pace and surety her strides were confined in, the imposing figures, aka her guards, soon transported to her side, a hostile aura dispelling. Once they reached an ears length of Jun, Akira attempting to send that signature impish smile that didn’t quite reach her pained gaze, both of the men finally relaxed their gun’s posture, their eyes hold disgust. ”Careful with this one...she tried a little stunt this morning. As such, her Yaril dosage has been doubled it’s typical amount.” rang out the voice belonging to guard on her right, the older and more stern of the two. ”Yeah.. guess that’s what you get from mixed races.. Criminals, ya know? I always say we should do away with them..but..Boss man won’t let me.” piqued the younger on her left, his contribution holding nothing but malicious and a sneer.

Naturally, this set something off in Kira, fury rapidly clouding her rationality. Despite the overwhelming pain radiating in her body, the Tyrant managed a small, rather feral, growl before attacking the offender. With a rather forceful fist connecting to the young man’s lower jaw, his body toppling to the ground from shock and pain, the fighter within managed to overcome the current limitations on her state and she wasted little time in leaping to action. Straddling his stomach, her fists clenching the material exposed at his neck, Kira raised his face near hers, the once delicate features holding a shadowed rage. ”I’m going to make you regret saying that, you bastard!” was her snarl, a balled hand withdrawn to land a square punch on his face. As her limbed weapon found it’s target, blood trickling from the man’s broken nose and split lip, the vaguely distance voices finally reached her. ”Someone- Restrain the other Tyrants! You over there! Help me get her off Yahiro!”

Jun's expression was only blank for a few moments as she examined Aki before it twisted into concern as she noticed Aki didn't look so well. Is she alright? She's all wobbly like she's drunk or something.. Shit! Did they drug her up or something!? While thinking to her self Jun slowed down her foot steps then she heard a very disturbing crack. She stopped and turned around to see Aki on the ground on top of a guard. Jun was just about to go over to her when Tommi grabbed both her arm's holding her back.

" Tommi!? Let me go! " Jun fought against his grip but it was failing. He was way bigger and stronger than she was. " Sorry..I can't Jun he gave me orders..I wish I can." Jun turned her head away from Tommi while the guard called for Seira to help him get Aki off the young guard. " Seira don't you hurt her!" Jun shouted as she fought against Tommi more, Tommi now struggling to hold Jun back. Seira gave Jun an apoligetic look before running over to Aki " Yes sir!" Grabbing her arms Seira yanked hard wrestling with Aki before getting her on her stomach with her hands pinned behind her back.

"Aki..damn it Tommi let go!" jun shouted back at Tommi who shouted back at her. " No!" That one no made Jun feel like she was being scolded. She just hung her head clenching her teeth and fists pissed off because she couldn't do nothing but watch Aki get man handled.

Lyani opened her eyes at the voice of one of the mutants. She nodded quietly, her only response, then closed her eyes again and sighed. Everything here was boring, she hated this place. But she had no idea how to escape from here. She didn't want to hurt anyone nor escape as the only tyrant. But maybe she would have no choice but to leave on her own.

Deciding to just go along with the usual flow, she got up and walked towards the room where they ''socialized''. It was a boring room with other mutants, from strongest to weakest, youngest to oldest. But before she could settle down, a fight seemed to be going on. One of the tyrants was struggling against some guards and another one was shouting to the guard holding her. She sighed and left again, not in the mood to be handled by guards. She went back to her cage and sat down on her bed, closed her eyes and tried to meditate again. But it was no use, the collar blocked it.

Felix stood back up hearing yelling in the hallways he walked to the door and saw 4 guards and Jun and aki 'god dammit are zhey at it again' he thought. "HE! Treat girlz with respect" he said and walk towards them "we might be weak now but I will prozect zhem and don'z make me angry now cauze thingz get ulgy then" he said keeping himself calm and not to aggressive cause that would give him a trip to the white room something he couldn't use right now, well maybe he could for his friends

As he was making his way down the halls to the "Socializing" area, Alex heard what sounded like yelling and struggling. He stopped and glanced down where it sounded like it was coming from and sighed. Now that could be one of two things. Either somebody has snapped and is attacking the guards. Or, the guards are harassing someone once again. He bit his lip and looked around nervously. Seeing if anyone was going to try and go see what was taking place. Seeing nobody In the area, Alexander growled a bit at himself. "Time to do something stupid." The boy then quickly made his way to where the scene was taking place, following the noise.

When he got there, Alex chose to sneak a glance from around the corner instead of making his presence known. what he saw was a group of guards and what was obviously three tyrants like himself. two female and one male. Both the females were being restrained, one a bit more then the other. Probably due to a more violent action. The male seemed to be trying to argue with the guards. It appeared as if he was trying to protect them. Alex clenched his jaw. This could get ugly fast. . . I have to do something. But what?! He put his fingers to his temples, trying to think of what to do. Then came the idea. It was idiotic, dangerous, and could cause Alex to have his first visit to the white room. But the decision to throw caution to the wind made, He couldn't stand by and watch this anymore.

Alex peeked around the corner and scanned the scene one last time. gathering his courage, He made his right hand into a gun with using his thumb and pointer finger, then aimed at the guard holding the blond woman. Concentrating, he formed a bubble barrier roughly the size of a golf ball at the end of his finger. knowing it wouldn't hold long, he had to make every shot count. lets see, If i want to shoot it, I have to Imagine as well as will it away from my in the direction I want to go. The harder I push, the faster it travels. . . In theory. The boy had some grasp over his ability, but hadn't much chance to practice it other then when he knew he wasn't being watched, which was not often. Guess now was the perfect time for a test run.

Breathing out slowly, He let loose the "Bullet" aimed at the guards head. He couldn't help but whisper to himself right then. "Bang." The Barrier flew and collided with the guards head, delivering the blunt force of a heavy punch to the male guard's temple and shattering into nothing. Welp, Guess I just let hell break loose. Alexander slide further out of view and began readying another "bullet" for what might happen next.

Lyani stopped for a moment as she saw Alex and Felix come up for the girls. How stupid could they possibly be? They were only getting themselves in trouble, which was something she was trying to avoid at all costs. But she didn't dare to to interfere with the guards, for she remembered her father's punishment. She shivered, took a deep breath and turned around, walking towards Felix and the two girls with the guards.

Standing in front of them, she narrowed her eyes at them. ''Let them go. You have no right to do this to us.'' Anger was in her voice, but it was also weak. She was clearly scared for the consequences, but she didn't want to be the only one not punished. For now, she would stand up for the other tyrants, though she knew it was a stupid idea. Looking at the guards, she hoped she could use her power, if just a bit to protect the other tyrants. Not that she wanted to kill someone, she simply hadn't control of it. That's why she never touched anyone. Readying herself for being restrained.

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Akira let out another small growl of annoyance, surprised threaded into the sound, as a guard intervened from beating the offender to a pulp. Clawing at the air, Kira desperately flailed as she tried to shake off her captor, eyes gleaming with a bloodthirsty rage. "Let me go, you bastard! I need to teach that jackass a lesson..! So release me already!" were her protests, the guard already pinning her to the floor on her stomach. Continuing to squirm, much to Seira's cursing, Aki sent a quick flicker over Jun, eyes unreadable.

Thats when another Tyrant flaunted over, his words slurred and heavily accented. What the hell is he spewing about..?! Something about protecting us..? assessed her conscious, her struggling never ceasing. With a strained voice, both body and mind still fighting the overdosage of Yaril, the blood manipulator quickly bit out. "Look.... whatever your name is...thanks for the...um... effort...but, you aren't helping..at all!" Twisting her head to the side, the teenager vainly tried to lash out by biting, teeth only catching empty air, the anger and frustration swelling.

However, a loud pop in the air and a grunt of pain made the struggling altogether cease, her body going still. What on Earth..? mused her inner voice, surprise quite tangible. Thats when another Tyrant waltzed over, a female this time, making an empty demand for their release. With a final growl, Kira managed to take advantage of her restraining guard's momentary surprise, an elbow effectively jamming into the female's stomach. Hearing the moan of pain, a wide smirk spread onto the girl's impish features as the weight was released, her own body springing into defense mode. Leaping to her feet, Kira quirked an eyebrow at the white haired girl before saying stiffly. "Ok..thanks for the defense..but just like that guy over there, if all you are going to do is talk, then you aren't helping."

Felix was suprised that one of the guards was suddenly hit by something and lyani suddenly came "ja, ja we hafe no chooze any vay now and Lyani don'z get involfed in thiz i know you can'z fight very vell, so pleaze go back to zhe cell it'z zhe savest place zo be now" Felix said to her and pat her shoulder "it is zruly zhe best" he said and stand started walking to jun's guards and stood ready to fight "one more chanze" he said meaning they should let her go

Jun was still being held by Tommi just she had gone eerily quiet. Her head was still hung her bangs covering her eyes. " Tommi let me go.." Jun's voice was now calm yet it sent shivers down the young guards back. Tommi released Jun and she cracked her neck before walking over to Seira. She bent over and helped Seria up pushing her lightly into Tommi's arms. " Take her to the Infirmary and be quick on it." The young male guard did as jun said with a somewhat terrified expression on his face.

Jun then shot a glance over to the raven hair woman before she walked the few feet over to Akira picking her up bridal style. The blonde looked up at the three who came to help. Her expression softened as she spoke. " Thank you for trying, really I appreciate it. I owe you three one.. but now I have to take care of my friend..maybe we can talk later?" The blonde then quickly looked down were the guard who got hit was at. He was just getting up when she towered over him making him look up in fear. Jun kept her head held high exhaling black smoke. " I'll tell Dr.Yamata about this!" The guard threatened.

Jun exhaled once more this time out of her mouth very small flames being visible as her body temperature rose. She clenched her teeth for a second then finally looked down at the guard that seemed so puny from where she stood. "Tell him what the fuck you want, but pass this on to him, Tell him to come do something about it." Jun tilted her head with a slight crazed grin before she caught herself as the guard went to turn his head towards the other three. He hadn't seen their faces closely to remember them and Jun was sure in hell wasn't going to let him. " Hey fucker! did I tell you to look away?" She stared into his eyes sending shivers down his spine as he gulped. The blonde help Akira with one hand for a second as she bent down grabbing the guard by his collar and pushing him in the direction where he came from making sure he never looked back.

Seeing as the situation made a turn for the better, Alexander sighed with relief. Well that could have gone a lot worse. He lets the remaining barrier pop into nothingness as the other Tyrants dealt with the guards. He soon noticed the blond woman carrying the one that had been previously pined to the ground. Then the woman began to thank the tyrants that had come to help. . . all including Alexander.

He was a bit surprised by this but decided to shrug it off guess stealth is not my strong suit. he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly and walks out from the corner of the other hall. "It was nothing really. . . people like us need to stick together since the rest of the world seems so against us. He shoved his hands into his pockets and stood next to the others as the woman began to intimidate the remaining guard. To his surprise he found himself trying to hold back a laugh. He guessed it was because he thought the guard deserved it, and for the most part he did. A majority of the guards and staff treated the tyrants poorly to begin with, they deserved to be taken down a peg.

Alex sighed yet again and looked around over his shoulders. They should probably get moving before more guards start pocking around. He takes one last quick glace at everyone. "Hey um. . . I'm going to go to the "socializing" area. Lets try and meet up again or something later if we all don't end up getting caught first." He gives a nervous laugh before turning around and slowly making his way down the hall. well that was interesting . . . Maybe I actually will end up seeing some of them again. He smiles to himself a bit before reverting back to his usual neutral stare.

Lyani frowned, great, her efforts were not appreciated. She looked towards Felix and frowned slightly, being annoyed. Being annoyed lead her to being actually quite cold and mean, even though she normally is quite submissive and polite. ''You, learn English,'' she said as she turned and left. It wasn't worth her time at all, she already hated them. She snorted and sighed as she returned to her cell, or whatever you would call it. She sat down on her bed, pulling her legs up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. ''Dipshits,'' she mumbled as she closed her eyes. How she longed to go home, even if that meant that she had to be a servant again, it was so much better then this place.

A tear rolled down the girl's cheek as she braided her hair after combing through it with her fingers. Everything was so depressing, and she wondered what would happen more, or how long she would live. Lyani wasn't looking forward to living any longer but it was also that she really didn't have a choice. She snorted once more and closed her eyes in an effort to forget this.

The raven-haired tyrant staggered for balance as the world continued to tilt to the extremes beneath her feet, any sense of gravity far long vanished. Gritting her jaw at the discomfort, her right hand clenched into a fist to vainly diffuse some of that nauseating tension that was consuming her conscious, goosebumps prickling the exposed flesh as if suddenly freezing. Damn it...they really did a number on me this time.. mused her assessment, even the inner voice strained as words struggled to form. Just as her knees were about to give way from exhaustion, her best friend swooped in before lifting her frail stature into bridal style.

Kira quirked an eyebrow as Jun's expression softened, her words coming out in an appreciating thanks. A slight smirk tugged at the corners of her mouth as the blood manipulator playfully wound her arms around the back of Jun's neck before throwing her head back, gravity greedily tugging at those shadowed tresses. "Heh.. my Jun, finally learning manners?" floated out her teasing tone, lighthearted mischief to it. Giving flutter kicks of her legs, the Tyrant continued to ramble, a misty sheen filming her blood red orbs as memories came back. "You know, this reminds me of the time that I was roofied at that poker match.. I won, remember? Claimed I was cheating though...those bastards. Then you burst in and kicked their bloody asses.. Heh.. I wonder, what they are up to these days..? Drugging innocent girls, no doubt.. You remember their name?"

However, before the blonde could reply, the man that Akira pummeled was shakily getting back to his feet, threats to tattle to Dr. Yamata spewing from his mouth. Sliding that crimson gaze over to the guard, an inward hiss was given by Kira as she took a glance at her best friend. "Oh shit man..today isn't your lucky day, is it? Wrong thing to say..." was the tyrant's reply, a smirk almost tangible within the tone. Aki stumbled back as Jun went through her whole method of dealing with those idiots, the man nearly pissing his pants from fright. As she regrasped Jun's hand, the teenager sent a tilted smirk over her shoulder at the man, eyes narrowed in a clear message: consider yourself lucky. Letting out a small huff of a sigh, the Tyrant sluggishly walked down the halls, allowing Jun to guide them before whispering. "Damn idiots..all of them.. They gave me double the dosage than normal-! And you know that I was getting twice what the normal Tyrants were getting... shit, they were lucky they didn't kill me.. Jun.. we need to get out of here." murmured her words, her bottom lip being gnawed at in concern. Out of nowhere, a small frustrated outburst was given by the raven-haired girl as her combat boot-clad foot collided forcibly with the wall. "Screw this..! I was close today, Jun! I know I was..! But-... I bloody fucked it up."

As everybody disbanded Jun grasped Aki's hand a bit tighter before letting it go. She watched as the her raven haired friend kicked the wall with her eyebrow raised at her. " Oi, you're done with your tantrum princess?" While Jun said this as calmly and teasingly as possible her fists were clenched tight her knuckles turning white from the anger of what they had done to Akira. The blonde quickly caught herself though taken a deep breath ruffling her already messy blonde locks. " Their bastards indeed...Now come on hop on."

Jun got down on one knee her back facing Aki, signaling for her to hop onto her back. " Let's take you to my room... you'll need to drink lots of water to get it out of your system faster and we can't stay here after what just happened." Once Aki was on, Jun stood up her hands behind her back acting as a support underneath her friend to keep her from falling. " Screw this..! I was close today,Jun! I know I was..! But-...I bloody fucked it up." When Jun heard that escape her friends lips she froze in place for a second tensing up but then relaxed as she sighed and spoke. " Fuck this! As soon as we get that shit out of your system I'm getting you out of this place. Even if I don't make it I'm going to at least get you out...safe!"

The blonde began to make her way towards her room. She knew all the scientist and her father were gone, they never stay long after giving her the medicine. When Jun got to her room she noticed no one around at all and sighed in relief putting her hand on the scanner the machine quickly scanning it and sliding her rooms metal door open after confirming it was her. Jun stepped inside walking only the 4 short feet that separated the door from her bed. " Oh yeah and earlier .. the name of those guys.. I called them Broken Jaw, Cracked Ribs, and won't able to piss for a year." She grinned at this setting the girl down onto her bed ruffling her messy hair once more.