Earth, 2043

Amethyst winced at Damion's name, and again when Avory suggested that he'd kill them. "Please, don't," she pleaded quietly, knowing very well her brother couldn't hear her. It was more to hush her own mind, anyway. The last thing she needed was to bring back the memories. They needed to stay closed off. Forever. The distracted her from the present, from the now. And that wouldn't do, not with her family needing to be alert.

The girl's, er, surrender came as a bit of a shock. f she were an agent, she probab would have aacked already. Besides, she was only one girl. Avory and Amethyst surely had the upper hand should they meet battle. Besides, she thought. Maybe this "Caroluna" could be of help to us.She sighed. "Okay. You can-"

That's when she realized Avory's collapse. She heard his wordsas if from a distance. Ametht knew she had to warn the rest o the family, but she also knew Avory was in no condition to run. Sighing, she glanced at Caroluna. "Come if you want. But swear, one move against us and..." She glared, leaving the unfinished threat to hang in the air.

Then Amethyst morphed. She shot upwards, growing taller. She shortened her hair to a rough crew cut, to keep it out of her eyes. She let her legs and arms grow more muscular, and scooped up her brother. "Don't argue," she said sharply, expecting protest from him at bein carried. She glanced over her houlder at Caroluna. "Try to keep up." And she shot through the woods.

((Sorry it sucks. I don't have a lot of time.))

Rose grimaced as she gave Jake a thankful look. Though his powers did help a bit, she also could start moving her body slowly. Before she knew it she was in a sitting position. Her head had already started hurting, though she didn't mind. "I'm..." She cleared her throat. "I'm Rose..." She had heard the whole conversation and she had realized the little girl didn't mean to hurt her.

Looking back at Jake she gave him a wary smile. "I'm fine." She murmured before she remembered, "Oh! The door... someone... at the door." She forced herself to get out, until she saw the little girl collapse. "Ugh.. what's the matter?" She said in a worried tone, though, she made sure that her knives were nearby, in her hand, just in case she needed them.

(sorry guys... I'm having writers block. :c))

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.

Caroluna watched as the boy lost his footing momentarily and a stream of brilliant red blood gushed from his nose and down to his pale lips. She knew that symptom, any psychic serious about advancing their powers did. She'd experienced it two occasions once during vigorous psychic training against her brother where she was forced to quickly learn to put up impenetrable force fields to prevent from being hit with the bullets firing out of the same Colt Python she carried with her and not too long ago handed over to the complete strangers. Her training was radical and definitely qualified as child endangerment but it taught her and her Brother to fight until they had nothing more in them, and then fight some more. The final and second occasion was the day of her Brother's capture when she was violently making tides in the waves quite uncontrollably.
As the boy collapsed the girl instantaneously caught him and began to morph into someone brand new, it was an amazing sight and Caroluna stared dumbfounded as if she was a small child circa nineteen fifties seeing a color TV set for the first time. She had hear of shape-shifters before but chalked them up to be myth being that she'd never see one in person. Her Grandmother was rumored to have been one, but she'd never had the pleasure of meeting her.
"Run it's coming... they are coming... we need to warn the others, Thes." The boy called, he was in no shape to face whatever or whoever the it was, and was becoming less conscious as time passed. Thes authoritatively advised Luna to keep up with the two if she planned on not getting left behind. Luna nodded in response and started sprinting as fast as her legs could take her, and kept a steady pace with the two. Many times she had the opportunity to advance but she had no clue where she was going and how far away it was so she stayed a few steps behind the duo and ran from the mysterious it the assumed the boy had prophesied. As she ran the trees blurred into into a kaleidoscope of earthy hues, she watched how tenderly the girl carried the nameless boy, it reminded her of the bond she had with her brother, and how they used to be in their younger years. There was no doubt in her mind that they were family, she saw it and she felt it in the way their auras meshed, it was beautiful and saddening all at the same, but she quickly pushed it out of her brain, noticing that she'd fell behind a bit too much. Luna pushed her self even harder to concentrate and make it to their base, where she hoped she wouldn't find out that the it was The Department, she'd been successfully evading them and was dreading a run in with their ruthless, corrupted soldiers and was most terrified of seeing her brother.
(OOC: You're post was great, don't fret.)

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.

((Haha! Thanks! c; The spelling sucks though. -.-))

Amethyst ran without slowing. She heard nothing but Luna behind them. Perhaps Avory had misinterpreted his vision...? But, no. She had no choice but to trust her brother. After all, it was he who saw these things firsthand. The rest of them had no idea. Not really.

Finally, she came to a clearing, the house on the other side. Good, we're back, she thought, relieved that she had found her way back. Amethyst saw a strange girl on the porch, one she had never seen before. Of course, she may be friendly, but there was no being too careful.

She pulled Avory over to one side, using her other hand to load her bow. Sticking the end on the arrow in her mouth, she shot it towards the girl. Amethyst laughed when it met its mark, the excess cloth from the girl's shirt. Amethyst didn't want to kill. Not yet, anyway. But her arrow would keep the girl out of the way, pinned to the outer wall, to which it was embedded.

Amethyst sprang through the door, almost running into Rose. She changed back to her normal appearance, setting Avory down. to the side. She wasted no time shutting the door behind Luna. Amethyst grabbed her oldest sister's arm. "Rose," she said quickly, eyes fearful. "They're coming. Avory saw it. And he says..." She forced out the last word. "Damion."

As soon as Caroluna got to the clearing everything was moving in a fast paced frenzy. The girl by the name of Thes quickly propped her brother up in a coroner and ran inside the cabin, a cacophony of hushed and hurried whispered could be heard from the outside where she stood quite awkwardly until she decided she should make herself useful. She looked over to Avory who looked out of it, but he was breathing normally and looked like he would come around with a little rest. On the other hand they was a girl on the porch that looked around Lunas aged who looked dehydrated, marred, and worn out. She walked over to the girl with very little caution, she felt like she knew her somehow, and then she realized she felt a familiarity in her soft looks and battle scarred appearance, in her she saw herself.
"Excuse me," Luna spoke gently as she shook the girls arm gently trying to rouse her from her overexertion induced stupor.
[OOC: I am going to make a revision to her knapsack contents, I am adding two canteens of water, an mp3, incense and matches]
Quickly Luna removed a canteen of water from her bag and a chocolate bar she'd used her five finger discount to get and handed it to the girl. It wasn't much but it was something, and all she was willing to offer to the stranger for the time being.
"Drink and eat this." She said as she handed the girl the items. The blonde looked fatigued and shaky, she used her own past experiences as diagnose and concluded that her sickness could simply be low blood glucose level, or in other words low blood sugar, the candy would bring her glucose levels back up and she would be back on her feet in no time.

"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." Luna advised as she took too her own advice and took the other canteen out of her bag for a swig. She sat patiently there for the remainder of Thes's conversation, she would need her gun and knife before the hostiles arrived if she was to be on her A game, but she felt it untimely and rude to barge in. If anything she'd use her hand to hand training, she wasn't too bad at it, actually she'd beaten her father at sparing plenty of times but she preferred to keep distance between her and her enemies, it was all hocus pocus but she felt like their negative energy interfered with her effectiveness in battle.

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?"

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.

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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))

“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.

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!)

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.

" 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.

"I know just as much as you do." She started with a sigh but then went for her locket and opened it up, on one side was a picture of her family and on the other was a brass clock with all the gears exposed in it's beautiful intricacy.
"If it's The Department," She said quite casually between gulps.
"I give them thirty minutes or less." She said as she noticed a bit of uneasiness on the girls face.
"Looks grim doesn't it?" She said, as she looked around at their mock militia. Avory was recuperating from some strenuous psychic feat, the girl next to her had only just regained her strength, Caroluna herself was without her trusty firearm and the only other defense she knew of was bickering in doors with some mystery person.
"It may look bad, but strength is in numbers... or so they say." Luna spoke, trying to be insightful and positive but she wasn't all too sure herself.
"All I know is that running won't work for ever. We can't live our lives scared of them." Just as Luna said this she heard the sound of breaking glass coming form inside and the site went up in plumes of dirt and soot, they were here. Luna hurriedly ran inside in search of her weapons, they were both laying on a wooden breakfast table in the corner, she picked them up and ran outside too see if she could make anything out in the plumes of dirt. She could only see a few steps ahead, and the soot in the air was making hard to breath without choking on particles. Luna put up a force field enclosure around herself that pushed the dirt out and left a clear space, Luna enclosed any one in her vicinity inside safely and kept a wary eye out.

Amethyst released her sister at the sound of the shattering glass. She pulled her sheath of arrows onto her shoulder, looking back at her older siblings. "I'll try to get to our meeting place if I can. I think I might bring another girl too; Luna, I think she said her name was." She swallowed. "And I hope Dad knows what's going on, or at least that you guys know where he is. Is he upstairs?" She shook her head at herself a second after she spoke the words. "I don't know what I'm thinking." Thes sighed. "I'm going to catch up with Avory if I can."

Amethyst shot out the door. She had seen Avory bolt, but she wasn't sure which way. After stopping momentously, she snapped her fingers. The vehicles! Of course! It wasn't that she was concerned about her little brother; she knew he could take care of himself, he had proved it time and time again. But Amethyst was one to have someone at her side in a battle - a tag team, if you will. She could fight alone, mind, but she prefered not to. And Avory was easily her favorite partner - they had similar strategies and got along pretty well.

Thes ran into a swirling storm of dust; undetectable to her until she was inside it. She coughed and sputtered, struggling to blink the dust from her eyes. Then it struck her. The solution was so obvious, how could it have taken her this long? Thes closed her eyes, forcing them into an Asian eye style. Mind, Asians didn't have eyelashes, but she could fix that. She let her eyebrows grow long, lush, and thick, resulting in a rather odd look that she could not see. Mind, her eyes were still purple. Amethyst pulled out her sunglasses, brushing them off with her purple spaghetti strap shirt she was wearing beneath her dark-colored jean jacket. She placed them on her face. There. That was better.

Amethyst started through the storm again, with improved, but nowhere near perfect, vision. She ran into an invisible force. A shield of some sort. And inside that shield was... "Luna!"

Rose grumbled slightly as she heard about Avory. Seeing the small girls face she frowned. "Damien... are you sure?!" Roses' face was loosing color as she thought about her brother. Looking around she seemed to be in small points of fear. Should she call out to him? Should she make sure he's ok...?

"Who... who's comming? Damien is?!" Rose couldn't help but stand up and pace back and forth. She continued thinking. Something bad was happening, she could sense it. Sense emotions, all the emotions were giving her a major headache. She was on emotion overload. It was making her dizzy and nauseas.

Groaning she pressed her fingers to her temple. "God...." She cried out why all the emotions? "What is going on?!" She shouted out to no one in particular. She needed answers, she needed the feelings to stop. Collapsing down on her knees, she held her stomach and vomited right there. She felt slightly better but not so much.

Demetri Joane

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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Dylan Simmons

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.

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...)

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))

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.

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.

Things were the definition of chaotic. As the dust started to settle slowly Luna's visibility became sharper. She could see the extent of this crusade, and it was frightening one. On the way were HVPRs and the ground was shaking as something large made impact with the ground.

"What in God's name was that?" Luna mused as a car alarm went off in response. With the force field still around her Luna looked for a direction she could go safely when all of a sudden she was rammed by another force field. She cursed under breath as she shook out her limbs, she always hating the feeling of repelling force fields it was like the sensation of nails on chalk board and she felt it through her whole body.

"What gives?" She asked the little girl in annoyance but she soon realized that the child was not playing nor was she attacking her by accident, she had a deliberate intent. Luna felt her shield become weaker, she needed to concentrate, but everything was moving as if the whole world had vertigo.

"Luna! Let the shield down and come on!" Amethyst yelled with an out stretched hand and Caroluna let down her force field just as the girl collided her field with Luna's yet again sending her falling to the ground, Luna scrambled up quickly and grabed hold of The's out stretched hand as they ran. The scene was one that emulated all out war, The Department had used Gorilla warfare of sorts which was quite cowardly in Luna's mind, but more than anything she was disappointed that she couldn't focus long enough to prevent herself from being a liability. I am a Devoveo she thought pridefully. Start fighting like one she monologues as the girls continue on their path with feet hitting the ground in a desperate attempt to escape the all out war.

Amethyst pulled Luna onto the moving vehicle with her unnaturally extended arm. She retracted it quickly, rubbing it. "Ugh," Thes grunted. "I almost forgot how painful it is to morph outside of normal standards. My arm's gonna be sore for weeks." All the same, she extended it a little bit, wrapping it around her youngest two siblings. She glanced to Avory. "Any idea where Rose, Jake, and Dad are? We've got to move, but we're leaving no one behind." She glanced to the little blond girl. "Well, no one on our side, anyway. The others can die for all I care."

"I think we are all getting pushed a little too hard today..." Avory noted, and then looking at Thes, added "There was someone else there, not an agent, but something else. I saw what he could do, what he was trying to do. There was another psychic there with the ability to steal other peoples powers. He...he steals peoples powers by killing them, beheading them with a scythe like a reaper". And now, that part of the vision made sense. Avory did not see death, just someone who was a danger to them. "The blood on my hands could also mean something else too maybe..."

That is when the road started to get bumpy. Avory was about to yell at the driver to drive more carefully when he realized something. "Thes, Luna. I just realized we don't have a driver..."

Avory fired another arrow at a HVPR. They were still keeping up with the truck. "So, who is going to drive?"

"I can do it".

"Who is going to drive that is not Jeremy and is big enough to drive a car?"

(Quitelovely, that last picture actually blew my mind slightly. Also, I found it funny how no one noticed yet the lack of driver...lol...)

Elysia was watching the commotion occur around her, the amount of electricity in the area was frighting, for going out the first time in her whole life it was over powering, there felt like there was a buzz in the air.
Sparks of electricity started to emit from her body causing her to scowl a bit. She was standing at the bottom of a hill, looking up she spotted a truck was coming down towards her, smirking to herself she pulled out a coin from her pocket. Now most would think why use a coin? Well she was able to fire any metal objects at an alarming speed, the highest she's ever reached was when she broke the sound barrier.

Now she couldn't harm the people in the car to much, but maybe a little bit of damage wont hurt. Flicking her coin in the air she lifted her arm up in a firing position, as parallel currents of electricity began to travel down her arm as the coin in font of her arm, she fired the electricity at the coin as it shot down the forest hitting a tree just in front of the truck causing it to fall.

Ryan never told her to stop them from escaping. He just told her not to fight, but if it came to that she wasn't going to stop it.

(Didn't know how to explain the shooting coin thing, so I found the clip from my favorite anime where I got the idea from :D http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bhUK5o-Xf3M if you don't understand just watch the clip haha)