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located in Crisis, a part of Call of Pandora, one of the many universes on RPG.

Crisis

The world is burning. Can you hear it?

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Character Portrait: Seth Ackerman Character Portrait: Xander Rotwood Character Portrait: Catherine Deckard
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  1. possible wrong location

    2016-06-29 16:25:35 by Alle9009
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    2016-06-29 16:25:44 by Alle9009
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"And here we have a Greek statue of Hercules..."

Xander stifled a yawn, resisting the urge to close his eyes and nod off. Dressed in a loose black and white university jacket and jeans, the redhead looked like a university student out to study the museum's artefacts for a paper. Fortunately (or unfortunately) for Xander, he wasn't the one who had homework to complete. That would be his cousin Dan.

They were in the museum for Dan's homework, which was to record a historical artefact. Xander didn't really see why he had to come along when all they were doing was just staring at old pieces of history - he'd much rather play a game instead - but Seth had volunteered them to come, and Dan had looked so happy, as if he hadn't expected the offer but was glad that it'd appear, that Xander didn't really have the heart to refuse. It'd be fun, right?

Yes, waking up early to follow Dan searching the whole museum top to toe with great fevor (all he said was that he was looking for a golden box to do his work on) before taking a break to listen to a middleaged man drone on and on and on about old pieces of history that he had no interest in was fun, alright. Very fun! So fun that he was wondering whether they had an ancient greek bed or something so that he could enjoy it even more, preferably in his subconscious. It wouldn't have been so bad if Seth were here to talk to, but his best friend wouldn't be able to make it to the museum until late afternoon. When Xander and Dan had asked why (Dan in a curious tone and Xander in a slightly more dismayed tone) Seth had just shrugged and replied "Wes asked me to pick something up." and that was that.

A couple more hours till Seth would arrive. It didn't made listening to the tourguide any easier, though. What's so important about that box anyway?

"Are you done yet?" Xander whispered to Dan, slipping his hand in his pockets.

"Not yet." Dan scribbled something down in his notebook, red eyes darting around the exhibit just in case. Nope, nothing. Pausing in his writing, Dan turned to look up at Xander with a faint frown. "You know, you could just-huh?"

"what huh?"

"That girl..." Dan's eyebrows creased in puzzlement as he gestured minutely with his pencil. Bringing his arms up in a stretch, Xander turned around in a way that most would just dismiss as an attempt to stretch his limbs and looked in the direction of Dan's pencil, just in time to see a girl with dark hair looking at a door. Hmm, kind of pretty.

Looks like my little cuz has a crush. With a grin that looked more like a leer, Xander bumped his elbow against Dan's shoulder. "Ooo, is she your type?"

"What?" The flabbergasted 'why the hell would you even think that' look Dan sent Xander's way just made Xander grin all the more. "Wait, what?! Whu- why would you even think that -"

"-My little cuz is all grown up, Aunt Sophie would be so proud -"

"No! No, I don't like her like that! Just - I thought she looked like..." Dan trailed off, looking frustrated and mildly disturbed. "She just looked like - wait, what're you going?! Let go!"

"We're going to meet her, of course!" Xander kept his voice low as he shot a grin at Dan, tightening his grip on Dan's arm. Finally something interesting! Who cared if entering through the guard door was illegal? It'd be more fun than listening to some old guy drone on about ancient greek history at any rate. Dan didn't look too sure about conducting what was probably breaking and entering, and Xander made to reassure him. "You said you knew her, right? Let's introduce ourselves! C'mon, it'll be fun!"

"B-But its illegal!" Dan kept his voice low too, although Xander couldn't help but notice that he was looking with curiosity at the door. He wasn't even struggling that hard against Xander's pull to the door. It was obvious that he was half-torn between keeping the law or finding out what was going on, although a look in Dan's eye suggested that there was another reason he wasn't telling Xander that he was so curious about the girl. "And I've still got to look for that box-"

"Which might be inside the basement!" Xander rolled his eyes, not releasing Dan's arm. He kept his voice low, dragging Dan away from the others to keep the conversation more private. Now that his curiosity was aroused, Xander was determined to get into the basement. "The guard isn't back yet, we can enter the place and see if its there and talk to the girl all at the same time! What's wrong?"

Dan still looked conflicted. Xander was pretty sure that it was because of the whole 'breaking the law' thing (why were people so hung up on that, seriously?), but there was a sense that it was about something else, something Dan wasn't quite willing to share. "But..."

"But what?!" Dan whispered, grinning excitedly down at his cousin. "Look, we've got an unguarded door, a mysterious girl, and a chance to examine the bowels of the building and find something interesting than a statue to write about for your project! C'mon, where's your sense of adventure?"

That was apparently all that was needed to convince Dan. And thank goodness, because the girl had already entered through the door a good few minutes ago, and that was before they had the conversation. Grinning, Xander turned and took a step forward, gripping the door...

Only for the building to give a large rumble, a tremor shaking dust down from the ceiling onto people's heads.

Xander blinked. "Earthquake?" Around him, people were having similar reactions.

Dan, however, looked unnerved, as if he'd just seen a ghost. He looked around agitatedly, and although Xander wasn't sure he thought he heard Dan mutter "It's exactly the same..." Under his breath. Shaking his head, he grasped at Xander's arm, yanking him away from the door.

"Dan? What's wrong?"

"We've got to get out of here," Dan said urgently. A few people were already leaving, worried about potential earthquakes. Another tremor shook the building, and Xander stumbled as the floor shook. Dan took the opportunity to try dragging him towards the exit, although he only moved a few inches thanks to Xander's weight. He looked up at Xander with haunted eyes, eyes that were wide with horror, begging him to just believe him and move, body doing its best to push Xander towards the exit of the exhibit. "C'mon Xander we have to get out of here before-"

Xander only found out later that Dan meant 'before the beam of light and monsters!". The building started to creak, walls cracking with increasingly loud cracks like fragile ice in water and effectively cutting off the rest of Dan's sentence.

Light flared up, blinding and burning. People screamed as the building began to fall apart, running to get out as fast as they possibly could, screaming as lightning began to flash.

Chaos reigned.

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The next few minutes was all a blur of light and sound and fast movement. Xander remembered running like the wind for the door that lead out of the exhibition, dodging falling debris and lightning (Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God what was going on?!) until one suddenly struck Dan's leg, causing him to cry out and fall.

Without pausing Xander scooped his cousin up and onto his shoulder like a bag of rice. Not bothering to look back, Xander charged forwards even faster to dodge the rapidly expanding beam of light and the lightning bolts. Another lightning bolt tried to strike Dan's face, but Xander raised his arm to block it at the very last minute. The bolt sank through Xander's left forearm, stinging like a thousand wasps had just stung the same place at the same time.

It hurt. The pain was excruciating. If Xander hadn't been hopped up with a mixture of adrenaline and fear that the moment he stopped moving he'd die, he'd have just curled up and clutched his forearm, hoping that someone could shoot him full of painkillers or just plain shoot him so that the pain would just go away. Or lop off his arm with an axe; that was an option too! As Xander was hopped up on terrified adrenaline and in a rapidly collapsing building with a very strong urge to live, however, the redhead just screamed at the pain and kept going, doing his best to ignore the agonised throbbing in his arm.

After what seemed like forever (but was only a few minutes), Xander finally spotted the exit. Oh thank God! Throwing Dan through it by the scruff of his neck, Xander flung himself through the door without a minute to spar and rolled to a stop on the grass, a few feet behind Dan's sprawled figure.

Not a moment too soon. Xander's squeezed his eyes shut at the blinding burst of light from the beam, bracing himself against the shockwave. Feeling around, he grabbed Dan and quickly dragged him away until they found a statue to huddle under. Leaning Dan against the statue, Xander finally took a step back and examined his cousin.

It was not a pretty sight. The boy was breathing shallowly, eyes squeezed shut as he clutched at his leg, moans of pain that he couldn't quite hold back vibrating in his throat. His skin was covered in sweat, and he was shaking; fullbodied shudders that resembled someone shivering in extreme cold. When Xander tried to touch the leg an agonised whimper broke out before Dan audibly cut it off, gritting his teeth so hard that Xander wouldn't be surprised if they were grounded to nubs.

Dan was not alright. But he was alive, and that was all that mattered right now. Leaning forwards and ignoring his own pain, Xander gave Dan a tight comforting hug, running his fingers briefly through Dan's hair before peeking outside the statue.

Chaos, pure and simple. And where does monsters?! Xander wasn't quite sure whether or not he was hallucinating. Seth was going to have such a field day about this if it was real!

That is, if he was still alive. He's got to be alive. He's got to be.

But first, shelter. Then call to find out. Reaching out, Xander grabbed Dan and gently rearranged him on his back, carefully prying Dan's fingers off his leg. Looping Dan's arms loosely around his shoulders, Xander leant low and ran towards the nearest shelter he could find - a ruined shop that was already filled with people, chattering and panicking and crying and whatever people tend to do when disasters strike.