Snippet #1370925

Feeling her breath begin to quicken, Ellie sincerely wished that she had gotten more exercise in the past few days. The train was quite far away from the end of the track that she had started from, and judging by the commotion she needed to get there quickly. Should she use her powers...? She pushed the thought out of her head almost immediately. She really didn't want to mess with the bridge, and she still didn't trust her mind to stay focused for long enough to let her fly. So, she carried on with her light jog.

She was still a good few meters away from the train when she noticed a few soldiers... eugh. And scattering. Perhaps her help wasn't needed after all. She slowed down to a walk, still panting lightly, and was about to consider just staying out of the way when an aircraft dropped a huge mech onto the bridge. She yelped and pinwheeled backwards, knocked unsteady by the shockwave the thing made when it landed. She could already hear the screams of some of the Magins around the train, even before it started firing the missiles.

She screamed as a missile hurtled toward her. She still didn't trust her powers but she had to save herself somehow. "The missile will stop right where it is!" she thought quickly, holding her tensed hands out to defend herself in case Chaos-the name she gave to the fickle nature of her powers- had other ideas. Fortunately, her command was specific enough, and the missile began to hover in place, just a meter away from her. She breathed a sigh of relief... until she realized that the explosives were still active. Her throat clenched up and she scrambled away from it as she thought of what to do about it. Her first thought was to send it up into the air where it wouldn't hurt anyone, so Chaos obliged without allowing her another thought, shooting the thing straight upwards. "Shoot," Ellie hissed under her breath, a curse that Chaos interpreted as "detonate," and it obediently followed its orders. Ba-BOOM! Shrapnel was sent flying. Ellie panicked and pushed her hands toward the explosion, thinking, "Contain it!" There was a shimmering around the explosion site and the shrapnel formed itself into some kind of treasure chest, which quickly began to fall. She brought one hand in toward her middle, beckoning the thing on to the bridge as she thought, "Bring the chest on to the bridge, nice and easy... just like that. That's it." The screams from the train and the sound of gunfire broke her concentration, and the chest began to free-fall again, landing with a plink on the head of the mech.