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Dylan Simmons

Oh, how I love a good game!

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a character in “Hunted Minds”, as played by gezzygezzy

Description

Name: Dylan Simmons

Age: 19

Description: Image
Dylan, standing at 5'6 and weighing only 110 pounds, is not the image that pops into mind when somebody says "Hunter". She looks rather sweet and charming, with her innocent looking face and sweet smile. She wears gages and makeup 24/7, the makeup however is more for everyone elses benefit than her own. She hasn't seen herself without makeup on since she was thirteen, and has used her looks many times to get what she needs. Despite her messy tendencies she likes to wear light colors, especially white. She also has a tattoo, or a tramp stamp, of a butterfly being constricted by thorns. It is in color and she tries her best to hide it from others.

Past Moments:
When she was ten years old, Dylan was taken into custody by the department. She had accidentally set her lamp in her room on fire and out of fear her mother turned her in. Since then she has been trained to harness her powers and learned how to fight. Because she started at such a young age the training was really all she knew. It was all she focused on.She would wake up every morning and work on her powers, eat lunch, fight until she couldn't stand, and be carried to bed so exhausted she couldn't even make it herself. This was her life for six years. There were no days off, no easy days, just the constant work to perfection. There had been others around her she could see not working as hard, but when she asked why they simply said they had a lower tolerance. In reality it was simply because she was a test, to see how long people could put up with it. She was never actually meant to perservere. But after those six years, she had proved to be an extraordinary specimen. So instead of working her to death, they sent her on a mission. In that mission she was to single handedly capture a psychic family. When she went the parents struggled to save the children and she was forced to kill them. She found it shocking that she enjoyed the brutality of it. From that point on she was sent on solo missions to capture psychics her way, the violent and manipulative method. She is now known by the psychics nationally for her methods. Only two psychics have escaped from her, One was a Connor and the other was Demetri.

Notable Equipment:
Assortment of knives
Dual Pistols
Wire in a floss holder that is stronger than a chain
Hairspray

Psychic Powers: (If Applicable)
Tracking
Pyrokenesis
Item Manipulation- She can change the form of an object to anything she wants. Due to years of extreme training, she is able to barely change an object for an hour, or completely change an object for five minutes. Any longer and she can faint, or if pushed to far, be put into a coma.

So begins...

Dylan Simmons's Story

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Dylan Simmons

The crashing in the hallways signified Elysa was having yet another one of her "productive" test sessions. In reality that just meant she was blowing up more stuff that nobody in this facility apparently needed. If they did, they would learn to keep it out out of the same room as Elysa. Dylan thought they would have learned after the years she had been so powerful that it was a health hazard to keep any possible flying projectiles in a room with her. Even Dylan knew that, and she didn't have a degree in anything, unlike many of these master degree flaunting idiots.

Dylan peeked out in the hallways and saw a mixture of paper and machinery lying out in the hallway, along with a few sparks flying from some loose wires. How wonderful. Farther down the hallway she grimaced as she saw Ryan. She really didn't like him, she didn't know why but something about him just rubbed her the wrong way. Then again, almost everybody rubbed her the wrong way. The trick was to hide that discomfort, or in some cases, utmost loathing. She just found it hard to do with some people.

She saw him walk into the board room and followed suit, eager to hear if a mission was available. She was going stir-crazy staying in this place, and she could hardly pass up the chance to show these twerps up. Most of them captured psychics for the better good, which was sweet, but she didn't. It was just plain fun, and she loved to get out of the place. Some people played video games, she hunted down and sometimes killed her own kind. Same result, it was entertaining.

Of course, all train of thought when one word was overheard. "Connors", those people....the name sickened her. That along with Demetri, they were the ghosts that haunted her past. The ones that somehow managed to slip out of her grasp. They humiliated her, showing her up and ruining her streak of perfection. She would be a part of this.

"I'm taking this mission up." Dylan stated bluntly. She wasn't asking because she wouldn't take no for an answer. This was her chance to finally prove to herself that she wasn't a failure. She would wipe this off of her record, and then all she would be left with would be Demetri. She saw Elysa and Vance in the room along with Ryan and she wondered why so many were going to retrieve the Connors. No psychic was ever hunted by more than one hunter through a mission. There were instances where some were hunted by freelance hunters but other than that the most ever sent out on one mission was two or three, and never so high ranked. It didn't matter though, she would do this singlehandedly. While they were looking for the family, she would already have them located and being transported back.

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Elysia stood in front of Damion Connors, slightly annoyed that he is the one telling them what they are doing. He hadn't even been there that long and he was all ready annoying her. She had the idea what the mission was, but why there were so many of Hunters for the mission she didn't know. All together there was a total of five hunters. Each with their own abilities and strengths.
If there was this many doing the mission it shouldn't be too hard. Even though Elysia had never been out of the building itself, let alone a real mission. So although she wasn't showing it, she was really excited to go outside.

When the briefing was over she headed towards her room to grab her gear. It didn't consist of much, mainly a small bag full of metal objects like; coins, nails etc. She also had some cash, some credit and debit cards that the company provided her with and some I.D. After she had sorted her bag out she proceeded to attach a knife holster to her thigh, one on each leg. Once she was fully she grab so last minute electronic equipment such as her phone and communicator and headed towards the gunship.

As she was walking to the gunship some electricity began to emit from her body once more, this annoyed her slightly but she got used to it. She finally arrived at the gunship and started to wait for the others to arrive, to stop her from getting bored she began to move an electrical spark from one hand to the other.

((I know its crap but seem to have slight writer's block -.-))

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#, as written by Zarhara
Vance had been listening to the briefing, he had never heard of the Connors family but they must have had some relation to Damion. It seemed ironic to him that he was giving the briefing. As long as this was a chance to hunt rogues he was content. He noticed a stream of others enter the room and was wondering why so many hunters would be required but decided to shrug it off.

Then Vance heard what Ryan said, he was a bit confused. No one here had offered any kindness to him though he wasn't really looking for it. He just nodded to Ryan before getting up and going to the armory and his locker to gather his things.

He donned some light body armor that was in his locker and his communication gear. Then he walked down the hall and into the armory. "Fred what have you got for me?" He asked the weapons researcher.

"For you Vance? I think I can scrounge up some weapons... He said as he scurried around grabbing two brief cases. "A sniper rifle loaded with stun or lethal rounds. An electrified sword, a standard issue pistol and a new toy that I believe fits you sonic grenades, all the boom and stopping power with out the killing." He man said handing over the cases.

Vance took them and thanked Fred before he made his way to the gunship platform and hopped up into the ship as he kept his gear close.

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NPC: Damion Connors

Damion was fully equipped to go. He was in the cockpit of the Gunship, preparing for takeoff. He could not see if everyone had gotten on yet, but if they did not in the next minute then they would be left behind. There was a rush order on this job, and he was specifically selected for this. The Director of The Department specifically assembled the mission himself, and he had put more Agents on this then ever before. Granted, his family had always been elusive, but not only did they have an abnormally large amount of Agents for this, but they also had a large amount of HVPRs, and even a few heavy mechs. This was way more then necessary for his family. Maybe the director just wanted to leave no chance of failure, but even then, all this is a lot. And he knows that at least one of us would notice this. Whatever his goal for us going there is, either there is something there he knows but can't risk mentioning, or he doesn't even know what it is except its dangerous and powerful. Either way, my family, and The Director's target, will not get away.

He reviewed the profiles of the others. Damion was put as the main lead on the mission, even though he had been here less then the others. Although when he saw the profiles of the other agents, he could understand why he was promoted over some of them. Elysia was listed as unstable by the psychologist. Dylan had a previous run in with his family, specifically Avory, 7 months ago, after the Department showed him how wrong they had been and why they needed to learn what they taught. Her determination would help, but she was too lone wolf to be selected as leader. Because he had been the eldest brother, it gave him experience of what being a leader meant and what responsibilities came with it. Vance was a special case, and many files about him were listed as classified. He could only guess it was some sort of special case or a trial run of some experiment they had done, maybe related to his memory problems.

Ryan, however, had no indication as to why he would not lead this team. They both believed in what the Department were doing, unless they suspected Ryan might be a spy or something. But that seemed unlikely. After all, they both saw why the Department did what they did. At least, he suspected he did. Ryan seemed more stable then some of the others, and he had been working in the department for a long time, so he was sure that Ryan knew. He knew not all Agents knew though, because The Department wanted as few people to know as possible in case they were infiltrated. Its why they did what they did. It did seem like what they did was wrong, but the reasons were justified and they had no choice. Maybe that is the reason for all the forces...because of the true threat. If only people knew, but if they did, there would be panic. No, only by accomplishing the primary directive would the world be safe. Only then could they reveal the truth, and then all life could live together peacefully. But first, the threat must be dealt with. And if they got his family, that boost in numbers would be incredibly helpful.

As the gunship began to take off, he hoped everyone was on board. Because if he was right, then this battle might be tougher then any of them could expect.

(Brainwashing, or is there actually a dark secret? That is the question! And here is a comment. Great posting so far people! Love what I am reading!)

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Elysia sat in her seat in the gunship, laptop on lap as she began to search for the Connor family. One good thing about being a technopath is that she is able to track anyone in the world using technology. Even if they don't have any technology or electronic devices on them, they still would of been seen by camera's. Even the satellite's. But the bad bit was she wasn't a good technopath she was better with her electrokinesis.

Elysia began to look through the files of each of their team mates, trying to find out how a plan can be made up. "I'm trying to find the Connor family now, but unless they've been caught by camera's or have any electronic equipment on them I wont be able to." She spoke with a dull tone as she types away on the keyboard. Looking up to Dylan she gives her a stern look. " You need to track them, I know you don't like the Idea of team work, but these guys are powerful, they work as a team so they have the slight upper hand against one of us." She spoke matter of truth.

Turning her head to look at Vance. " Once we arrive at the area that they are in will you be able to sense them? As we're going to need to know where they are, and how many there are. We're also going to need to know if there are any civilians in the area." She told him turning her head back to her screen she began to look through a series of pictures.
"Ryan you can will you be able to teleport us? It is quicker than walking, it also gives us the element of surprise." Elysia explained as she read of her screen.

Turning to Damion she smiled at him "Before you ask, I didn't come up with this, I read it off the DPA database, I think it was the plan that they sent you. Could you possibly tell the higher up they're going to need better firewalls to keep me out" She told him rather boredly, a sudden spark of electricity sparking from her head as she blew a strand of hair our of her face.

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#, as written by Zarhara
Vance nodded to Elysia, "Once we are close I will be able to pinpoint their general location so long as they are not interfering with our abilities." He said as he was opening one of his brief cases and started assembling the sniperrifle. He chose to use tranqulizing rounds for now but put two mags of lethal bullets onto his belt along with an extra tranq magazine as well. He then began to assemble his other gear as well.

"I can also make sure they don't hear us coming as well." He added, he knew there were a few tricks up his sleeve he could use against the Connors that we not direct attacks with his abilities.

He then delved into the DPA's database to study the targets or what info they had on the Connors provided by Damion. He also tried to peek at his other teammates as well knowing he would have to know something about them.

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Character Portrait: Amethyst Marie Conners Character Portrait: Elysia Character Portrait: Dylan Simmons Character Portrait: Caroluna Devoveo Character Portrait: Demetri Joane Character Portrait: Vance Walters
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Demetri Joane

Demetri felt an arrow go through her shirt and didn't do as much as blink. She was worn down to the point that even that was difficult to do. However, she did wonder why somebody would bother to shoot at her. It's not like she was going anywhere. She wasn't tired any more, but that was simply because she was used to going day to day without sleep. Now that she had finally stopped moving she could regain a bit of her energy. Although that was rather hard to do when she was excrutiatingly hungry and dehydrated.

Just as she was thinking this, a girl spotted her and walked up to her. Demetri merely stared at her as she walked forward. Then the girl shook her and Demetri opened her eyes to a bit more than slits. She felt something cold put into her hands and she looked at it. Water! Oh glorious water! Suddenly her exhaustion was gone and with more speed than she thought she could manage the canteen was up to her mouth and she was gulping away. After each gulp she could feel a her throat become more and more...well, normal. But then she tried to swallow too much and ended up spitting out the water in her mouth.

She coughed a few times before looking up at the girl, more alert now. "Thanks, and sorry," she said, a bit of a rasp in her voice.
Then the girl handed her a chocolate bar, and she swore that she wanted to hug her right then and there. She ate a big chunk out of it but was careful to chew it fully before swallowing it, so she wouldn't have to repeat the events that occured with the water. She almost spit it out though when the girl said her next words. "Apparently we have some visitors on the way, hostile ones. So do your best to get back on your feet and be prepared to fight." People were coming here to fight? Oh god...

Slowly, she got to her feet and looked at the girl. "How long until they are here?" She never fought, she only ran. It's what she was good at, not fighting! She could maybe fend off a few. She had once knocked out a hunter by the name of Dylan but that wasn't going to do much good if there was more than one of them! Oh god...she was going to get captured. Maybe if she ran though. It just depended on the amount of time left.
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Dylan Simmons

Dylan got on the gunship minutes after everyone had disperesed the room. All she had to do was grab her duffel and her belt. She always brought extra clothes if in case she stayed a bit longer than planned, and her belt had all of her equipment. She swiped them up and walked straight to the gunship. As it took off she felt a sense of dread coming upon her. She had to work with others, surely they would find some way to screw everything up, and annoy the hell out of her in the process. Why couldn't she do this on her own? She had captured families by herself, surely she could do this too.

Elysa started talking about the 'game plan' and mentioned how everyone had to work together to capture the family. Please, she didn't need any of these people. She was more qualified than the lot of them. Eight years in the department, six of them in non-stop training, and she got stuck working with other people? She could catch anybody by herself. She would prove it to them, and she would never have to go through this hell again. Elysa mentioned her use of tracking skills to find them and Dylan almost interupted but kept her train of thought to herself. Really, to hunt down people that we can't find, I need to use my tracking skill that I have been using on all of my missions for the past six years? I'll try and keep that in mind. She knew her sarcasm would get her nowhere, but she couldn't help but think it.

Then it came up that Vance would be teleporting them. She had to admit that was a good idea, but she knew all of this was in vain. Elysa mentioned the element of suprise, that was a joke. "You think we will suprise them?" She said, a hint of amusement in her voice. "Suprise is not an option, that Avory boy has foresight, there's no way he won't see this coming. We may be more prepared than them, but don't fool yourself into thinking we can just pop in and pop out." She let that sink in before continuing. "We need to use weakness's. Damion is part of their family, which means they still love him. What if we used him against them?"

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Character Portrait: Amethyst Marie Conners Character Portrait: Elysia Character Portrait: Jake Atticus Connors Character Portrait: Isabelle Trist Character Portrait: Avory Connors Character Portrait: Dylan Simmons Character Portrait: Caroluna Devoveo Character Portrait: Demetri Joane Character Portrait: Rose Connors Character Portrait: Vance Walters Character Portrait: Ryan
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#, as written by Haas33
Everything was happening so fast, it made her head hurt even worse. Her senses picked up on three psychics advancing towards them from the woods, which sent her mind into a tizzy. Isabelle quickly whispered to the boy in front of her "I'm fine. Go help your brother." How she knew that the boy in front of her and the boy being carried by another into the house puzzled her, but it was the sense that she got. Just like how she sensed that the girl on the porch and the girl trailing after the one holding the other boy were completely different. They weren't related. Just then the girl that was carrying the boy, whose name was Avory, based on what the girl was saying, came running up. "Rose," she said. "They're coming. Avory saw it. And he says... Damion."

Damion

The word bounced around inside her head. The familiarity of it struck her as odd and a look of confusion passed her face, and then realization. And then everything came rushing back to her in a wave of memories. Stealing a glance towards the house where most people had gone, she gathered that they weren't paying attention to her. Using that to her advantage, she sprung up and darted off into the woods, grimacing as her headache tripled. As soon as she reached the cover of the brush, she concentrated past her headache. sensing no one had followed her, she continued farther in and then nimbly climbed a tree. Her lightweight small build made it easy to climb to the tallest branches, far off the ground, hidden in the leaves.

Everything was coming back to her in such waves of memory she had wondered why she had surprised it for so long. Her childish lonely personality full of fear and longing had shifted into a cold, determined, mind-set. Setting to work, she draped her backpack over a large branch, securing it so it wouldn't fall to the ground. Then she reached below the collar of her very worn, very tattered dress and felt the cool metal chain of her necklace biting into her skin. Pulling it out, she studied the necklace. An ancient looking locket hung on a silvery metal chain.

Isabelle froze. Was she doing the right thing? Maybe there was a reason she was running from the HVPR's. Maybe there was a reason she had left. Had escaped. Nobody has ever escaped. But nobody would suspect a seven year old would. To do something like this....

No. She had to follow through.

Picking up the locket she had ignored for several months, it being useless to her, she looked at it again. Scrawled onto the cool surface of the locket in cursive lettering were the letters "DPA". It had never made sense to her until now. SHe had ignored it completely. Carefully using her small fingertips to pry the locket open, on the inside was a small metal chip, the mechanical inter workings of the electronic device spiraled away from the center in a network of colorful dots. In the center of the metal chip was a tiny red button she had always been too afraid to press until now.

Taking one of her small fingers, she gently laid her finger on the button.

Should I press it? What is the worst that could happen? A lot of things. A lot of terrible things. Don't press it. But I have to....

She pushed down on the button. It gave out a faint beep and then a small red light started to flash on the side of it. she carefully closed the locket again and tucked it back into her dress so it wouldn't be seen. Letting out a sigh, she closed her eyes, hoping the headache would go away.




At that same moment, on the gunship the agents happened to be on, a small screen opened up on Elysia's computer screen. On the small screen it said "Subject 03071 'Isabelle; Psychic' GPS microchip activated. Exact coordinates listed are as follows:" With a string of coordinates attached. At the bottom in small fine print it says "Has made contact with Conners family"


((I know, crazy idea. Just go with it, it will be awesome. Mr Baneling Squishy, if you don't like this post or idea please tell me. I have a few ideas I would like to PM you))

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“Elysia you know that I don’t use my abilities unless I really have to and it seems I might,” Ryan softly said to her. Ryan flashbacks started again and he noticed that he was looking at the memory of Damion Connors. It was a flashback of the day Damion was brought into the DPA and remade into in agent. He remembered every detail of how it played out. Ryan was beaten into a pulp with blood flowing out of his mouth and his organs nearly crushed. This ability of his took him 10 years to learn and control, Damion however learned quickly he was like a child prodigy. Ryan’s eyebrow begins twitching in anger over how he was so weak years ago. “Elysia hear me out I want you to stay out of a fight…if there is any trouble let me handle it,” he spoke to her in a gentle tone.

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Character Portrait: Amethyst Marie Conners Character Portrait: Elysia Character Portrait: Jake Atticus Connors Character Portrait: Isabelle Trist Character Portrait: Avory Connors Character Portrait: Dylan Simmons Character Portrait: Caroluna Devoveo Character Portrait: Demetri Joane Character Portrait: Rose Connors Character Portrait: Vance Walters Character Portrait: Ryan
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Avory seemed to be getting his color back, but he did not look physically 100%. But that was fine, because even if he looked bad physically, his powers could be spot on. However, what he was really worried about was what he saw. Both from his visions, and in the mirror. His eyes were still glowing. He tried getting up, but found he needed to rest on the wall. He could feel cold wind. He looked around, and did not see anything.

"Where did everyone go?"

The house seemed empty, abandoned. He looked for people, first checking upstairs. He checked his father's room first, then the three bedrooms divided between the six of them. He remembered someone, but he couldn't remember who, complaining about how they could never find a house with a bedroom for each of them. Though, 7 bedrooms would be quite expensive. "8 even more so..."

He turned around to find Damion. "So, this is how you decide to talk to me now? Through my foresight?"

"We were close enough that I did not deserve that, Avory".

"And let me guess, you are here to convince me that turning myself in is the right thing to do?"

"No, I am telling you its the only thing to do. But that is not the only thing. I care about you, you know that".

"So why are you bringing so much violence?"

"You don't understand, and I cant just tell you. You need to see for yourself..."

"Really...and where is mom in all this? Where does she fit in?"

"Avory, it wasn't The Department that got mom. That was a lie. If you come in, I can explain everything".

"Just like how you are telepathically scanning my mind for information? Nice try. You wont learn anything from me, just like you wont learn anything from this house. And I don't care what lies you use, you leave her out of this..."

"You know your foresight would not act up like this if it wasn't important..."

"And you know you only got lucky that my foresight brought me into the same timezone as you. I might not always know how to control my foresight, but at least I know how to end this vision..."

Avory became fully aware again, but he had a headache the size of Massachusetts. However, it was less pain and more debilitating. But his eyes were still glowing, just not as bright. He actually got up this time, and muttered "We should leave now". He took out his compact bow and released the mechanism that let it deploy fully, loading an arrow into it and firing it straight towards a window. At the exact second he fired, an HVPR broke threw it, but the arrow pierced one of the ocular devices allowing it to see and knocked it back, causing severe damage and taking it down. "Someone needs to get the truck...and we need to run..."

Avory was still somewhat weak, but his foresight appeared to be working for him this time, as he was using it to literally know what would happen a second before they did. It gave him an edge, especially since he knew every point they would enter. He put a few more arrows into HVPRs, and used his telekinesis to recollected as much arrows as possible.

As he backed out threw the front door, an HVPR was launched over his head and really far in a tree. He could not see what did that, but neither did he want to. And with the HVPRs all over the place, he was worried about losing track of people. Luckily, their father always kept the most important things in the car. Their two youngest siblings, Rachel and Jeremy, were nowhere to be seen. They were probably with their dad. But for some reason, the dust was rising from the dirt road, making it a lot harder to see. It was almost as if someone was doing it on purpose.

"Where are the cars?! Where is the truck!".

However, he soon found one of his answers. He found one of the cars, but the trunk was open and the car battery was missing. "Who removed the battery, what possible purpose could that serve other then to disable a vehicle..."

At the same time, he could hear something in the background. A gunship, maybe two. At least this dust will make it impossible to see us from the air...

And that's when he turned and saw a figure, wearing black clothing, and holding a scythe. But it wasn't the grim reaper. It was real. It was a person.

His vision was not of death, but of a man with a scythe. A man, however, that seemed very powerful and very fixated on Avory.

(I swear, I start typing these things, and then they go placed I don't expect them too...anyways, great posting people! I bet you all have something to do with it, and I love what I am reading! Keep up the great work!)

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Vance was in the gunship looking at the database when he felt it. At first it was weak and then it was overwhelming. "I'm sensing them it's a little ways out but I can feel something powerful. He said as he brought up a holographic map in the gunship. he circled a general area highlighting it.

"There are only a few known dwellings around this area it should be easy to locate them." He said.

Vance then turned to Dylan. "I think they know we are coming as well I'm sensing a lot of power, almost a nervous spike. But what ever it was it was something big. As for using Damion I don't like that Idea but if he agrees to it I think it could work." He added. He wanted to get this job done with there were so many rogues and the quicker they captured this lot they could all move on and find more.

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" Yes I know you don't like using it, but it's handy" She spoke to him softly, with a small smile on her face.
Turning to Vance she listened to what he had found and then circled the area that they were around.

Elysia suddenly looked down at her laptop as a beeping noise and a window appeared on her screen it read; Subject 03071 'Isabelle; Psychic' GPS microchip activated. Exact coordinates listed are as follows:, which then had a list of coordinates she had recently been at then where she was now, it then had a little note at the bottom. Made contact with Connors. A smirk appeared across her face.
"Seem's the kid is useful" She mumbled to herself.
Placing her laptop down she walked over towards the holographic picture, placing her hand above it she focused in on the exact coordinates that Isabelle was at, the holographic map changing to those coordinates.
She then turned to the others, " A few months a go a young girl got brainwashed or something, we used her to track the connors, she doesn't know she's being used, but well according to the tracker and the Data she is in this area right now. With your family" She spoke to everyone ,the end comment was directed at Damion though.

She then turned towards Dylan, " Hey I've never even been outside the DPA before I'm not used to this ok" She told her honestly.

“Elysia hear me out I want you to stay out of a fight…if there is any trouble let me handle it,” Elysia scowled at Ryan as he told her this, he never let her do anything and it annoyed her, she nodded at him anyway, he should know she wasn't going to listen to him anyway which would end up in them arguing later.
Suddenly Elysia's eyes started to go a darker blue, a more dull color. "I'm Up for using Damion as bait" She spoke quite sinister, flicking a piece of hair out of her field of vision another spark of electricity would emit from her body, causing the ship to shake slightly.

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Demetri suddenly felt very uneasy. Who says she can't run forever? Obviously this girl was not as good at it as Demetri, otherwise she wouldn't say such a thing. Just as she was thinking that though, a HVPR flew right past her and into the window. It shattered and pieces flew everywhere. Out of instinct she lifted her hand up and the glass stopped midflight. She heard gunships in the distance and she knew that her chances of escaping this were slim. She couldn't run from a fleet of them.

Why were there so many though? Was there something here that was so special? she didn't have any answers, but she knew one thing, she was running away from these people if they got out of this. Her first few minutes here and they had the department's army out for them. She ran into the house and looked around. Everyone was in a frenzy, grabbing weapons and shooting at HVPRs. It was madness. One of the machines burst through the window again and she made a sweeping motion with her hands, causing it to fly right back out and onto the grass. She heard a scream and crying up the stairs and she groaned as she ran up to see what happened.

There was an HVPR hovering over a little boy and girl. Weapons drawn and pointing at both of their faces. She made a split decision and ran toward the machine, taking out one of her knives and landing on it's back at the same time. She cut all the wires she could find, but was thrown back after a few moments. It turned around and aimed it's guns at her but they didn't shoot. She must have disconnected its weapon system. She kicked out and let a force out that sent the HVPR flying through the wall and landing with a crash on the ground.

She looked at the two and held out her hand. "Come with me!" She yelled. They got up and the girl grabbed her hand while the boy took hers. "Keep close!" She yelled. She looked out the hole the HVPR left and she almost lost her breath. Dust was everywhere, making it almost impossible to see. But where you could see, the HVPR's were in sight. They were everywhere, she couldn't get these kids out of here without at least three of them on their trail. She had to hide them.

"This way!" She yelled, since it was getting hard to hear over the roar of the gunships outside. She ran to the closet and threw the door open. This was the department, how could she hide the kids? Then she got an idea. She made a pushing motion and a hole formed at the top of the closet, leading up into a small gap in the fram of the house for the kids to hide in. "Here, get in!" she yelled, and hoisted the kids up into the hole. It was a tight fit, but they had a better chance of being unnoticed than if they were huddled in a corner. She grabbed the part of the wall the had fallen and handed it to them to set back over the hole and shifted the clothes to make that part of the wall unnoticeable.

"Now stay quiet and don't come out until I come and get you!" Then she ran back down the stairs and out the door to where the other people were. Why wasn't she hiding herself? She didn't even know those kids, why would she bother helping them? A cloud of dust hit her in the face and she lifted up her hand to shield her eyes. Right in front of the house she could make put a ship landing, and she knew that they had no chance. That's when she saw two of the girls out in the field. She ran up to them and yelled out, "The little kids are safe!" She didn't know if they would trust her or not, but she was going to try and help. If she didn't there was no way they would get away, and she was not going to be an agent.
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As the ship landed and the door began to open, she hopped through the crack, leaving all the others in the ship. She couldn't see very well, but they had trained her well enough that she shouldn't have to. In front of her was a house, so that was the way to go. "Avory is mine..." She muttered to herself as she walked towards the house with a purpose. As she approached it though, she ran into an invisible wall. Through it was a girl, and there were two others on the other side of it. One face made her eyes widen. It was Demetri.

This was too good to be true, the two that had escaped her were both here. This might be the happiest moment of her life. She smirked at the girl and looked back at the one in the forcefield. She wouldn't be able to hold that forever. Although she was known by almost all psychics, she hoped that most of them hadn't heard of her. Demetri had, so she would know what to expect. But it was always fun to suprise them. She didn't look how she acted in the slightest. She placed her hand on the small invisible dome, crossing around it to face the two girls. She gave a small wave to them and smiled. Then she yelled in the sweetest voice she could muster. "I'm going to have to ask you to surrender, otherwise we will have to use force." Well, more force. She was pretty sure setting an army of HVPR's on their quaint little home would count as force. She silently hoped they would fight back though. She loved a good fight.

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Isabelle landed with as much grace as she could muster on the forest floor. Already dust was picking up in the distance. Dust was everywhere and she could barely see. Picking up the pace, she ran through the brush, ducking low hoping to avoid some dust. She could hear HVPR's but she no longer feared them. Adrenaline pumped into her Veins. When she got into the clearing, she quickly took in her surroundings.

She needed to act fast or bad things would start to happen to her. No longer able to see, Isabelle put up a force field. In general, Isabelle's force fields were small, but very strong. She could hold them for very long but couldn't cover more than three or four people, tops. Expanding a bubble around her self, she started to breath in fresher, less dusty air. Suddenly, the edge of her forcefeild fizzled and sparkled, and energy rocked back against her. An electric buzz traveled through her and she stopped cold in her tracks. She had run into another force-feild. Dropping her own force-feild in surprise, she saw someone leaning against an invisible force of nature.

As if dusting off an old book in a attic, a memory came to surface. "I'm going to have to ask you to surrender, otherwise we will have to use force." She said, waving at the girl inside the force field. Isabelle stepped closer. "And by force, you mean, maybe another force field?" She asked sweetly, forming hers around herself and the girl. "Hi Dylan!" she said. "long time no see?" she said. Isabelle wondered if Dylan even remembered her. To Dylan, Isabelle must have been the annoying little girl trailing after her all that time in the DPA. Not stopping to 'catch up' with Dylan, Isabelle walked forward again, bracing herself for the two force field's impact. The force knocked her back a little, but she pushed harder, straining to keep her force field strong and fortified. At this rate, the girl would have a hard time keeping up her force field (so would Isabelle, but whatever...)

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Amethyst pulled herself to her feet. She heard the words as though in a dream. "I'm going to have to ask you to surrender, otherwise we will have to use force." Thes glared at this girl, already pulling out her bow. "Obviously you don't know us," she whispered, just audible. She placed an arrow, and started to aim.

However, she stopped short, a small blond girl, looking like an angelic little cherub greeted the one who had asked for their surrender. "Hi Dylan! Long time no see?" The girl put up a force field, and kept ramming Luna's with it. Was everyone against them?

Thes regained her composure, glaring at Dylan. "Looks like it's just you and me, then." She let loose the arrow.


((Might I just say, Isabelle reminds me so much of Angel from Maximum Ride. In Max's words, she's "2 parts cute little angel, 2 parts unholy demon, and 2 parts of something else much worse." Sorry, just had to say. xD))

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Whatever was causing the dust storm stopped, and the dust itself seemed to be blowing away from the telekinetic storm being made nearby. Avory was desperately fighting off this one person, who was wearing all black and holding a scythe, to behead Avory and steal his powers with. Avory only knew that because he saw it happen because of his foresight, and was able to dodge that first attempt.

The attacker telekinetically threw a car at him, so he used his telekinesis to launch it higher in the air to miss him. However, the gunship flew closer to the fight to assist, but ended up getting hit by the car.

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Damion looked out the window of the gunship, and then saw a car with its alarm going off heading right towards them. "BRACE YOURSELVES!"

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Avory launched a few rocks at the guy, but he hit them with fireballs and blasted them away. Then seemed two pick up two big rocks at the same time, and threw them at Avory. Avory, to counter, used his telekinesis and created a telekinetic whirlwind around him, picking up all the objects nearby into it, before sending the entire mass as the attacker.

"Who the hell are you?"

Avory knew that voice. Damion. As the attacker looked towards Damion, a huge psionic pulse hit him, but he created a barrier around himself to take most of the damage. Avory could see more HVPRs coming, and they were outnumbered, not to mention the abnormally powerful psychic also trying to kill him. That is when Avory finally spotted the truck. Using his telekinesis, he started the truck and made it start rolling down the hill, with him jumping into the back, and firing some arrows at the HVPRs.

On the way, he spotted his younger siblings Jeremy and Rachel, and used his telekinesis to get them on. He then shouted to Thes and Luna "We need to go now!" while at the same time firing an explosive arrow right at Dylan, who he had recognized from 7 months ago. The last Agent to have come after them. The one he managed to escape from.

"Quickly, we need to go now!" he shouted, noticing another little girl there as well. Was he seriously that oblivious that he missed someone who was standing near them the whole time? He would have to address his observation skills later though.

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Amethyst turned at Avory's voice, lowering her bow, which she had been readying for another shot. She smirked at Dylan. "Sorry. That's for me. Catch you later! Or better. I won't!" She laughed, extending her arm to an unnatural length, grabbing a hold of the edge of the truck bed. She placed an arm around Jeremy and Rachel, as to keep them stable.

"Luna!" She yelled, knowing now that this girl was on their side. "Let the shield down and come on!" She extended her other arm towards the girl, but it was being pulled away every minute.

She glanced at Avory. "That little girl isn't on our side. She was holding a friendly conversation with Dylan, so, yeah. A wolf in lamb's skin." She added the last part subconciously.

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As the dropship descended Vance jumped out before it touched the ground landing himself in a tree and taking up a firing position with his sniper. He began to take shots at the enemy but with the storm all of the traq darts missed their mark greatly. Things began to get extremly chaotic for Vance and he knew he had to take some action but all the noise was deafening.

Breathing deeply he focused on the car alarm the most annoying of the sounds and muted the sound waves coming from it. It seemed the others had things somewhat under control so for now he took up a support role.

He then put away the sniper on his back deciding in this situation it was completely useless. He then began to reach out with his senses targeting the physics and picking out friend from foe. To him every psychic he sensed had their own signal though in general they were all the same. He then began to target the Conners and the other rogue psychics. He began to mentally manipulate the sound waves toward their ears creating a high-pitched whinethat started low but was clearly intensifying. This took concentration but Vance was hoping that in his current location it would be difficult to target him. He was really pushing his abilities though this was childsplay it was a lot of manipulation to do at once.

(I wouldn't expect anyone to listen to the whole video I didn't but that is basically it helps to skip ahead if anyone wants to hear it lol. If I forgot to tag anyone sorry!)

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Isabelle gasped in exhaustion. The other girl's force field was down, but all of them were running for a truck. She saw Rose out of the corner of her eye. Determined to help in some way, if not in the way she imagined, she strode over to her, crying, fake tears pouring down her face. "I don't know whats going on! Whats happening? I'm so scared." Isabelle hoped Rose had't seen her helping Dylan. SHe ran the rest of the way to rose and embraced her in a childish (and also fake) hug. At that exact moment, Isabelle forced all her energy into paralyzing her. With a tingly sensation, Rose became dead weight at sunk to the ground. Knowing Isabelle's own power, rose would probably be out for a good ten minutes. Looking around, Isabelle found rope near the side of the house alone with other miscellaneous materials. Using the rope, she ties Rose to a porch railing as best as she good. But it wasn't like she was an expert or anything. It was the best she could do. Suddenly, an ear piercing sound rang through her ears.

Isabelle cried out, then realized the source. Looking around, she spotted him. "Vance! Stop it! Do you remember me? Isabelle? The little girl who disappeared a couple months ago? I got one!" She said, pointing to the tied up Rose. A look of shame crossed Isabelle's face, but then disappeared quickly. Isabelle hoped the piercing noise would stop, but for now she ignored it, gritted her teeth, and started to run. She would catch that truck if it was the last thing she did. Her little legs took her far, and soon she decided to jump on an HVPR for an improvised ride. Confused, the HVPR slowed, but then sensed she wasn't a threat and then went back to pursuing its target: The Connors family. Isabelle formed a force field around her. But she was very weak from so much strenuous use of her psychic abilities.

As Isabelle rode by on the HVPR, a strange dark cloaked figure caught the corner of her eye, but she dismiss it. She had more important things to worry about.

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Isabelle smiled in a creepily evil yet sweet looking smile at the two talking about Rose. She hopped from her HVPR onto a low-hanging branch, swinging like a innocent little girl, as if they weren't in the middle of a huge fight. casually dropping onto the roof of the car, she smiled again. Sh decided she would try and trick them. "Rose? Hmm I think I killed her. She won't be waking up anytime soon." She giggled at the last part, but then something went flying towards her. She didn't know what or who it was, but it slammed into her shoulder and she let out a cry of pain as she was knocked at least 10 feet back from the truck.

Out of panic, she put up a force field, but it was so weak. her head hurt so bad. Groaning, she shifted into a sitting position and watched as HVPR's started to surround the vehicle. Everything was perfect. Isabelle figured Rose might wake up at some point, and even though Isabelle had tied her up, the thought worried her. Glancing around, she sprinted back towards the house, determined to capture at least one of the Connors family.

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It was a good thing Isabelle had decided to run back to the house, because she would have never been able to keep up with the truck. it was pointless. Skidding to a halt near the house she saw Damion and the others gathered around. Upset that they had let so many get away, Isabelle sulked over to the others, rather shy of them. SHe hadn't seen or talked to any in months. Would they even recognize her? Would they remember her? She reached them just as she heard Damion ask how many they had gotten.

"Zero," Elysia had replied. Zero? Isabelle looked to the porch, where Rose still lay paralyzed, tied up. Isabelle jogged over to the group. Hoping they wouldn't mistake her as a target or threat.

"Um... actually I did get one," she said, pointing Rose. "I paralyzed her. And if she wakes up she won't be able to get far," she explained. So the mission wasn't a complete failure after all. "I tried chasing after the others, but failed" she said, looking down at the ground.

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“Understood,” Ryan said and out of nowhere a little girl tells them that they have captured a runner. Ryan glanced at the little girl trying to figure out who she was. “You've captured a runner, but your just a little girl…I guess you can’t judge a character by how strong they are just because there young.” Ryan began to ask her who she was, but before he could he noticed a strange device within her possession. Ryan walked over to Elysia to calm her down. “Elysia calm down because everything is going to be okay…don’t worry I promise nothing will happen to you because I won’t let it…hey you, little girl, who are you?” Ryan asked.

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Isabelle watched as a guy she didn't quite recognize try to comfort Elysia. Seeing as she didn't remember him, it made sense that he didn't remember her. "My name is Isabelle. Some of you might remember me..." She said, trailing off, glancing over to Rose again, noticing that she was starting to stir a little bit. Frowning, she turned back to the man. "I'm an agent. I think..." she said, looking off the the right, trying to remember if she truly was an agent or not. Maybe she just worked of the DPA. If he was an agent, this would have been her first mission. They didn't normally send out people so young, but she was sweet and manipulative. She could have handled herself.

Isabelle just remembered why the two had been talking about Rose in the truck. "I think they might be coming back to rescue Rose.I don't think this is over," she mused, before plopping down in the grass, exhaustion physically and mentally overcoming her. She had been running and using her psychic powers to much. "Who are you?" She asked, curious about this man she didn't remember.

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"I am Agent Ryan...and my partners here are Damion, Dylan,Vance, and Elysia...I guess you know the reason why we are here seeming how you captured a runner." He explained to her. Ryan looked at Elysia and told her that they have to go and check out this other psychic that Damion said to capture. Ryan stood up up and began walking in the direction towards the bridge since that is the only way out. "Elysia are you coming," he shouted out to her. "and Damion why we are going after this so-called reaper you watch this girl and Rose...I have a hunch that the others might try and come back." he smiled and walked off into the distance.

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She couldn't believe it, they were actually going back for the girl. Yes she was their sister, but it was either her or everyone. Then Amethyst suggested a different route to go. She stared at them all increduously. The girl next to her brought the whole damn thing up. If it wasn't for that they could have driven far enough for her to just leave. But there was no way she would be able to get out of this hot zone without everybody else.

"We are going to go back? You know it's probably a trap. They'll already have her flying away on some ship while they wait for us to return so they can pick all of us up too." Dylan was there, waiting for them. The last time she saw her was a memory burned into her skull. The things that she had done, no, she would not let that happen again. But if she left that girl with her, there was no doubt she would do the same to her. Something deep inside of her called out for her to help, and she let out a sigh. "You're all crazy, and we're all going to probably get captured. But if you really want to get her back, I think I can help."

She looked at everybody a little nervously. Never had she done this before, it was always run away, not charge towards. "Okay, there's no way we can just charge in there guns blazing. That's there thing, not ours. But we can outsmart them. There's no way they would expect all of us to go back, some of us never even knew you until moments ago. If we could find some way to sneak back up there, I think I can get Rose back." Her plan was crazy, it probably wasn't even going to work, but she would not be at fault here. "Once we all snuck up, all of the Connors will run out and start attacking everyone. Except for Amethyst. I saw you changed how you looked. You are going to try and exchange yourself for Rose. When one of the agents gets close enough to you, you tackle them to the ground and move enough so people can't see you and morph into whoever it is. It will keep them distracted for Caroluna and me to get Rose and we can all hijack it out of there." It was a rusty idea and she certainly didn't like that she involved herself, but Dylan would butcher the girl until she helped track down this family.

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She didn't like Isabelle. Dylan wasn't sure why but she found her voice to be annoying. This plan had worked horribly, and she felt it would too. They just stormed in, created a big dustcloud, and let them drive away. Not to mention the strange psychic with seven different powers. She found it amusing how much that weird guy got under Damion's skin. She sauntered up to him and put her hand on his cheek. "What's wrong Damion? Scared of a man who looks like he's ready for halloween?" She made a pouty face and patted his cheek. "Cheer up big guy, after all, you're the leader right? We just did what you wanted us to." Then she smirked and looked at everyone else.

"They'll come back. Two or three might run off but something about 'family bonds' will make the Connors come back for their sister." She looked to the place where she was being held and couldn't help but feel a whelp of anger rise that she wasn't the one to catch her, and that she would have to hunt Demetri all over again. The girl would find some way out of the forest, and she would be on the run again. The girl they had now, Rose, would be a good toy to let her anger out on. This girl wouldn't be able to stand for months when she was done with her.

As her anger rose she could feel the temperature rising inside of her. It was never visible on the outside, but when she got angry, her internal temperature rose and her skin began to get hotter. If anybody so much as touched her, they would feel it. Which was often a problem for her because she liked to touch people. If she couldn't hurt them it would mess with them. If she could, well if she could it wasn't really a problem.