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That's what was happening. Well, that and the sounds of gunfire. That's all Matthew could hear anyways. He was holding his sister's hand firmly, and just kept running. And running. Overhead, a helicopter flew overhead and put a spotlight on them, however, a Phoenix flew through the helicopter overhead and destroyed it. It began to lose altitude, and crashed into a bridge behind them. That's when several more explosions could be heard.
Matthew, still holding his sister's hand, ran for cover behind a flipped over truck, and found some sort of hunter. He shifted his bag a little to make it a bit more comfortable, and then asked "Whats going on? Who is attacking us?" Of course, the hunter then immediately attacked, and he ended up flying across the road, and while Matthew never looked to see his fate, it could easily be assumed his neck was broken.
"Max, are you okay? he asked, catching his breath.
(Meh, a bit short for an intro post, but I think it is set up right.....)
After a moment, she looked across the street to see the man who had attempted to shoot them. He was laying, unmoving, on the ground near a battered street light. Putting two and two together, Max guessed that, after being hurled back, the attacker had slammed into the street light and bounced off. Given the damage the light had suffered it was highly unlikely that the man had survived.
“Come out you freak... let’s go” as the solider finished gun shots rang out again loudly making Yael wince. –What can I do...- He thought quickly. Quietly Yael began shifting into a brilliant slivery-white raven and flew off trying desperately to avoid gun fire. –How did he know I was gifted? - He questioned as his feathers began dancing on the hot winds of fire.
While flying in the blackened skies he noticed two children –what are they doing by themselves?!- swooping down and landing on the overturned car he looked at them for a moment and shifted gently back into his human form. “Are you guys alright?” he said expecting surprised looks on their faces.
Flipping her flame red locks out of her eyes Misery saw the dead end and turned around letting her true nature come to the surface, her eyes eletrifying and the old rune like scars now the same vivd blue. Zapping the men with just enough force to stun them she jumped over their crumpled forms she darted around zig zaging to get to a safer place. Seeing what appeared to be two small childern and a boy, or young man she slowed her pace. They looked frightened, like her, tired, and oddly, strong and self assured like they could handle this. "Hello?' She asked her eyes and runes still bright and her stance defensive in case it was a ploy done by the men attacking them to set people up, to have people loosen their defenses. "Are you...Like me? I mean, supernatural?" She asked her soft voice courious but also distant, in a protected way.
That's when he looked at the others, and almost accidentally blasted them back. Both asked questions. Matthew quickly looked at Max again, he didn't see any injury, and then told them both "Yes and Yes! Now, what is..." he was interrupted by a large explosion nearby. Matthew looked around the trucks, and he saw people heading towards them. "Run!". And Matthew grabbed his sisters hand and began running.
Meanwhile
The Director looked at his screen. He had received an interesting picture from a helicopter seconds before it went down. He then contacted one of his Agents in the town they had decided to purge. "Ms. Tofogo, I have priority one targets for you. One of our helicopters with sensor equipment detected something extremely unusual...and possible proof to one of our theories....".
The Director was hidden. No one ever saw his face. He always sat wherever he sat, and he was in the dark. He protected his identity, and his location, well. He looked at the screen. He was looking at two images. One of them was a normal picture, showing Max and Matt. The other, seemed to be the same sort of. This one was filtered to show psionic energy. And Max and Matt both had ample amounts, showing great potential to becomming powerful Psychics, it also showed there was some sort of link or bridge of psionic energy between them. "Eliminate the Targets. Both of them. And whoever gets in your way. But don't get caught, and don't let anyone know about us. I will be keeping in touch. Director out".
Max was startled by the appearance of the other two, particularly by the fact that one of them was glowing. That was bound to attract attention. As if in direct response to this thought, there was an explosion nearby and a number of people headed their way. Max was then grabbed by the hand and dragged along behind her brother. Not because she was unwilling to run, but because she had gotten thrown off balance by the suddenness of this action. Nevertheless, she quickly regained her balance and began running as well.
Afraid that these people might catch up to them as they ran, Maxine attempted to slide a car into the path of their pursuers. This worked out better than she had intended, as the car instead seemed to lurch toward them, even leaving the ground for a moment. The resulting surprise and efforts at not being hit slowed them down significantly.
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"Yes sir." She nodded once to the director a quick thought crossing her mind. I wonder what his face looks like. Even though Airess had been working for the man for quite a few years now, she had no idea what he looked looked.
Airess scurried out of the door,eager to eliminate her target so she could impress the director.
Airess nodded to a few other agents as she passed them on her way to her car. She hopped in catching herself in one of the mirrors. She tilted her head slightly some of her silver hair falling over her shoulder, her dull blue eyes starred back at her. Her pink lips set in a firm line as usual. Airess never smiled, or giggled, or chuckled, or basically anything of the matter. Well not since...the incident. Yes a bit dramatic, but thats all Airess thought of it as. It was better that way, almost easier to forget by calling it that.
Airless shook her head and began driving to her destination.
[i] Eliminate target. Eliminate target.[i] The words circled her head constantly as she pulled into the burning city. She opened her door, stepping out. Airess assessed the seen through squinted eyes. She frowned slightly it would take forever to find them.
Airess jumped as an explosion went off considerably close to where she was standing, automatically her hand went to her gun. Calm down! She commanded herself relaxing her shoulder and returning her hands to her sides.
"Stupid ill never find--." Airless was cut of as she saw a couple of people hit by a car.
Airless raised an eyebrow something she did rather than smiling.
She began running towards the seen seeing two kids running, her eyebrow raised again.
Gotcha. She thought.
Not good. "We should go?" he said questioning with an underlying of intention as he turned and jogged hoping the rest followed he would stop sometimes and touch the ground each time with greater intention. Breathless he said "we can... Get to a forest from here if you -loud sigh. - want."
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Unfortunently, it seems that it left me with something I like to call an "Imagination Block". Essentially, it's like a writers block, except it can either be easier or harder to get rid of (usually easier). Essentially, I have a bunch of backed up ideas now that I need to "vent", which seems to only come through the use of them.
Which means, I need to put these ideas in where I can. Such as new roleplays, stories, ect. Now, I am not abandoning this, I want to continue, and I will PM each of you, however, I might also be making a new roleplay to help free this block so we can continue unhindered. If any of you wish to join if I do, I will provide a link in the PMs I send later if I have done it by then.
And the reason I posted this in activity is because it would be easier to see/find. Anyways, let's get this rolling again!!)
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