Shadowmere Castle

Jason was getting some water bottles for Fey, Guire, and himself. When he turned the corner he noticed that Mr.Drake was talking to someone. When he peaked around the corner he noticed that it was Aiden he was talking to. Or in other words it was Aiden who was talking to Mr.Drake. It was obvious that Aiden was using his powers on him. He didn't want to interrupt the process. When it was over Mr.Drake just kept on walking like nothing had happened. He walked and turned the corner he greeted Jason.

"Ah Jason, thanks a lot for helping me earlier" he said as he kept walking.

"No problem Mr.Drake" said Jason as he walked to the room where Guire and Fey were, with Aiden standing outside.

"Aiden!" he said as he grabbed him by the shoulders turning him around. He made sure to make eye contact with him.

"I really don't mind you using your powers on the students around here, but I wont tolerate you using it on the teachers. Never again must you do that!" he said as he went into the room shutting the door hard with his powers.

He gave the water to Fey and Guire.

"They say you lost control of your powers while you were outside on the patio" he said reminding Guire.

"Hey Jason, i though i recognized you," Guire said as his eye's finally focused. "Mr. Drake, that explains a lot." he said looking down, his hand's laying in his lap. "So I lost control of my power, again." Guire said with a depressed tone of voice. Guire noticed Fay move her hand, "Fay, your hand. What happened? Did I do that?" He looked with guilt and concern running down his face. Guire took the water, he was extremely thirsty. " Thanks for the water," he thanked Jason. He stood up out of bed, his knee's were weak.

"You shouldn't be walking!" A voice shouted, suddenly a nurse walked from the other room. Guire took a couple of steps. "I'm Ms. Trovern, I'm the head nurse in the medical wing," she stated as she looked at Guire, struggling to take each step. "I insist you get back in bed, now." Ms. Trovern said with a serious yet concerned voice, she watched him sit back on the bed

Guire sat back on the bed, his leg's were weak. He held a hand in front of himself, Lightning forming a sphere in his hand. "At leased I have control over my power, for now." Guire said with a low tone of voice, the lighting now faded away. "How long am I going to be stuck in this bed?" Guire asked Ms. Trovern, obviously not happy being stuck in bed.

"Well, your power seem's to be under control." Ms.Trovern said, raising an eyebrow. "As soon as you can walk, you can go." She said as she walked into her office, her door shut behind her.

"Oh, that's a surprise. Figured i'd be force to stay in bed, at leased for a while." Guire said, sighing in relief. "Well then, anyone want to help me get out of here?" Guire said smiling, "maybe we can go get some food, i'm hungry again. Who's in?" He asked, looking at Fay and Jason.

Rayne watched as Cynoc turned and sprinted from them, seemingly wrapped up in his own little world inside his head. She watched, stunned, as he headed straight for the window without slowing. Without being fully conscious of what was about to happen, she took a half step as if to pursue him, calling out instinctively. "Stop! Watch out for the---!" But before she could get the last word out, he was already crashing through it.

The window exploded in a shower of tinkling glass. For a moment, the shards of glass and the boy seemed to hang motionless in the air, a horrifying picture that she would never be completely able to erase from her memory. The look of pure self-loathing, of desperation, on Cynoc's face tore at her heart. Bewildered, she rushed to the window, looking down with horror struck eyes.

Cynoc lay motionless on the wet ground three stories below. Glass littered the ground around his broken form. His leg stuck out an odd angle, and he was bleeding in several places. Numbness swept through Rayne. She couldn't comprehend the scene before her. He had purposefully jumped out of a third story window. Was he insane?

As she turned and dashed for the stairs, her body seemed to move in slow motion. Her thoughts raced far ahead, trying to make sense of what she witnessed, to find some reason in it. The hallways blurred by her vacant eyes, and she looked through the people she passed, not really seeing them.

A three story fall was no walk in the park. All common sense told Rayne that Cynoc could be dead. Falls exceeding 20 feet in height were often fatal. The third story window sat almost twice that height from the ground. She could only hope for a miracle.

The rain had increased to a soaking downpour by the time she reached the motionless boy. She fell to her knees next to him. Her hair clung desperately to her face and body,and she wasn't sure if it was rain or tears that slid down her face now. "Cynoc!" She called him, her voice breaking. "Cynoc?" In her state of utter bewilderment and shock, she was unable to form a complete coherent thought, and her lips seemed incapable of forming any other word than the boy's name. Dear God, let him respond.

Rayne knew he needed to be moved, and soon. His injuries, if not already fatal, needed immediate attention. She was afraid to touch him, however. What if he'd broken his spine, or his neck? Her hands hovered uncertainly over his motionless form. Dry sobs racked her body. Her mind had recovered somewhat, but it felt oddly detached from the situation, as if she watched herself from afar. "Perhaps I'm having a nervous breakdown," She thought, as her body gasped for air, shaking violently.

After a moment of indecision, Rayne's hand touched the boy's face gently. "Don't move," she said, her voice barely intelligible above the pouring rain and rushing wind. Her own dry sobs distorted it somewhat as well. "Blink once for yes, twice for no," she instructed, bending down over him so that their faces were inches apart. "Can you hear me?"

She waited, breathless, for his response.

Fay takes the water bottle from Jason with a quiet thanks and sips it slowly.

"Hey Jason, I thought I recognized you," Guire says, his eye's finally seeming to focus. "Mr. Drake, that explains a lot," he says looking down, his hand's laying in his lap. "So I lost control of my power, again..." Guire says with a depressed tone of voice. He notices Fay move her hand. "Fay, your hand. What happened? Did I do that?" He looks at her with guilt and concern running down his face.

"It's okay. I'll be fine, it's nothing really..." Fay says softly, not sure whether he heard her or not. She watches Guire take the water. "

Thanks for the water," Guire tells Jason. He stands up out of bed, his knee's weak.

"You shouldn't be walking!" A voice shouts suddenly. A nurse walks in from the other room as Guire takes a couple of steps. "I'm Ms. Trovern, I'm the head nurse in the medical wing," she states as she looks at Guire, struggling to take each step. "I insist you get back in bed, now." Ms. Trovern says with a serious yet concerned voice. She watches him sit back on the bed.

Guire holds a hand in front of himself, lightning forming a sphere in his hand. "At least I have control over my power again, for now," Guire says in a low tone of voice, the lighting fading away. "How long am I going to be stuck in this bed?" he asks Ms. Trovern, obviously not happy being stuck in bed.

"Well, your power seem's to be under control." Ms.Trovern says, raising an eyebrow. "As soon as you can walk, you can go," She states as she walks into her office, shutting the door behind her.

"Oh, that's a surprise. Figured I'd be force to stay in bed, at least for a while," Guire says, sighing in relief. "Well then, anyone want to help me get out of here? Maybe we can go get some food, I'm hungry again. Who's in?" He asks smiling, looking at Fay and Jason.

"I'm not hungry but I'll go with you," Fay says, drinking the last of her water. "It's better than just staying in here." She stands, and flexes her wings a little but keeps them tucked in. "What about you Jason?'

Juli didn't realize until that moment that this boy looked...out of place, was the only words she could use to describe him. There was something off, and when another girl came into the picture, it only got worse. Well, at least now she knew what his power was, and what he was capable of, so some of this made a little more sense to her. "You're not interrupting, we were just talking, and I needed help." She nodded to the girl, giving her a friendly smile. But when she turned her head back to Cynoc, she gave him a worried look. Did he not have any control over his power? She knew more than anyone how emotions could not always be controlled, especially when you had power associated to it. A part of her wanted to help him, but she knew it was too late when he let out a painful noise. "Breathe, Cynoc!" Juli's blue eyes widened, not wanting to panic with him. That would only make things worse. "You have to breathe, focus on you, not--" Her words cut off the moment he took off in a sprint. Toward a window.

Before the boy even hit the glass, shock, panic, and fear filled her body. Her body was frozen in shock, her eyes wide, her heart racing. Before she knew it, she was somewhere else, and her body came crashing down to the ground. Looking down, she found her hands in dirt, and it was raining. Fuck, she'd just teleported. Well, that was new. Just like emotions couldn't always be controlled, neither could her power associated to them. She didn't know how, or what she'd just done, and she hoped to never do it again. When he sense was brought back to her though, Juli came rushing over to Cynoc, and the other girl from before.

"Keep him conscious! Shit, look at his leg." She gasped at the sight of him, feeling helpless. What the hell could she do, but get help from someone else. Looking around, Juli found no one. They had all moved indoors due to the rain. Leaning over Cynoc, Juli's long hair dripped over his body, just like the rain before she turned to look back at Rayne.

Juli didn't know what she was doing, and she didn't know if it could work, but she had a plan. Reaching for a piece of glass that had fallen with Cynoc, Juli picked it up and held it out for Rayne. "Cut me." She spat out, her eyes insisting she was serious. When Juli was twelve she'd once brought on a healing power. But that was so long ago, and only because she was in so much pain from a car accident. Maybe this could work, maybe it would only work on her, but she had to try. She just had to reenact at least a part of what she felt that night. "I can't do it myself, it won't work that way. Just trust me. Cut me." She said again, still holding out the glass for her.

Rayne stared from the new girl to the piece of glass she was holding out to her. Was she insane? Cynoc needed medical help, and she wanted to find relief in cutting? Recovering from her shock, she shook her head.

"People like you need help," she said, misinterpreting her meaning. "If you want to help, run up to the Infirmary and get Ms. Fields down here quick. She's a healer, so he'll be fine. But I won't cut you. Then I'd just have another injured person to worry about." Her mouth set into a firm line. If they were lucky, Ms. Fields' aide, Jacob, would be with her. The young 20 year old had the ability to teleport, and he could teleport Ms. Fields down here to take care of Cynoc.

As her mind calmed, Rayne was suddenly struck by a crashing wave of emotion. Anger, fear, anxiety, boredom, hate, excitement, despair, pain, frustration, worry, love, shock, even happiness. They rushed through her with the force of a hurricane. Emitting a sharp gasp, she doubled over. How did she make it stop? With so many other, alien emotions and distinct auras running through her, it was almost impossible to separate her own self. Her identity was lost in the sea of others. Was she the one who was angry? No...that was someone else. Neither did the happiness belong to her. Bending over, her hair shrouded her face as she battled to regain herself once more. She needed to put a cap on this overwhelming power.

Cynoc had to deal with this every day? Sympathy poured through her, washing away all the alien emotions for a moment, clearing her mind. She clung to the emotion as to a life preserver, focusing her whole consciousness on it. She locked out the others, ignoring their prescence. The new girl's proximity caused her emotions to batter against the safety of Rayne's mind, and she leaned away, trying to distance her so she could separate their identities. From Cynoc there was nothing but a void.

After a momentary, exhausting struggle, Rayne managed to push the other emotions back into the small box of her power, locking them down. For now. Her sanity regained, she opened her eyes and looked at Cynoc with a new perspective. No wonder he had jumped out a window.

Cynoc lay still, his vision of the world blocked out by the sight of someone else's hair. Two someone else's it looked like. He was starting to become consciously aware of what was going on. He was trying to hold the lockdown in place to block out everything, but something was pushing against his barrier more heavily then he had ever felt before from either side of him. Curiosity bubbled through him, the first emotion to sneak through. Well now there was nothing for it, he let it slip. He no longer held his emotions back, but he held enough control that the girl on either side of him was pushing against him, but he couldn't tell what they were feeling. Pain washed over him, racked his entire body all at once which caused him to shudder. It wasn't that bad, he had felt worse more times then he could remember. It was actually something he was comfortable with, so he let it sit at the forefront of his emotions. Then what they had been talking about sunk in.

He tested his limbs. His right leg was done, he didn't even want to imagine what it looked like down there. His left leg had feeling, it seemed alright. He couldn't feel his right arm enough to move it, but it felt like his left arm was fine. He raised it to his face, fighting the pain that shook through his entire left side in doing so, and wiped some water out of his eyes.

"Excuse me, but both of you are dripping water all over my face and it's getting in my eyes." He took a moment to brace himself, then sat up. The pain nearly caused him to blackout, but he caught himself and managed to stay sitting up. Of course the pain was a lot worse in this position, but that bush had been poking him all over in the back. He hated that annoying feeling, but he was fine with the pain. He closed his eyes and took a shallow breath, figuring a deep one would do more harm then good. Staying calm and rational through the pain was his specialty.

He turned to the new girl, regarding her quietly for only a second, then took the piece of glass from her. He brought it up to his face, his eyes studying it, then suddenly he flicked it away. He stared up into her eyes. "I'm sorry. But you already feel pain. I'll show you." His eyes began to shake, though they held locked onto hers as he reached into her head with his mind, pushing away this and that emotion, and bringing up pain to block out all the others.

Using that side of his power took it's toll on his already weakened body, and as he saw it register on her face, he felt himself slipping backwards away from her, right into Rayne. Everything went black.

Stupid fool! Juli wanted to reach forward and strangle this girl. She needed help? What the hell, she was just trying to help him! She could see how Rayne could misunderstand, but Juli didn't have time, nor did she want to take the time to explain to her. She was not leaving his side, and she certainly wasn't about to go inside to get a Ms. Fields, someone she didn't even know.

"Just do it, it'll only take a--" Juli snapped her head to the side to see that Cynoc was trying to sit up. Who the hell did he think he was, Superman? "Whoa, there...you need to lay down, babe. Your leg..." She pointed out, incase he hadn't noticed. She wasn't completely sure if he wasn't acting his normal self, mostly because she still knew nothing about him, or what he was normally like. When she was about to pressure the girl again into cutting her, Cynoc's word cut her off. He'll show her pain? What, was he going to cut her instead? But then Juli remembered their conversation from the library. He could push emotions into her head, even though she asked him not to. Under any circumstances. Well, this raised for an exception to be made.

Bracing herself for the worst, those bright blue eyes stared back into his own as she could feel his influence seeping into her. Whatever she felt before was gone, and the pain surrounded her as Juli sucked in a sharp gasp. Those eyes winced shut as she had no control of what went through her. All she could feel, and think about was pain. She couldn't even figure out where she was hurting, but it was everywhere. All over her.Her arms and chest began to shake a little, and Juli hunched over a little as if that would help any. It felt as if her body was going to explode if this continued any longer. So, her body did the only defensive thing it could, to try to rid the pain.

Juli couldn't even see Cynoc anymore, or that he'd passed out. But as her body shook, she felt something familiar coming over her. She'd felt this before. Remembering the feeling, Juli desperately reached out for Cynoc, both hands on each side of his face in hopes that the power could be transferred to him. She could feel a shock, a surge of warmth covering her body and running through her arms, her hands, then the tips of her fingers. With her eyes still winced shut, she could feel Cynoc's body jerk beneath her, and then the sounds of multiple cracks, like bones were breaking. Or hopefully, unbreaking.

When the pain was beginning to fade, Juli's chest rose and fell heavily with deep breaths, and her eyes reopened to look down at Cynoc, and then back up at Rayne. "Did--did it work?" She asked, hopeful, crawling back away to give them both space.

((Well, the success of the healing is ultimately up to Cynoc, but since he's unconscious, I'll say it worked.))

Rayne jumped, startled, as Cynoc's bones cracked and creaked. Alarmed, she moved to take the stranger's hands off of Cynoc's face. Was she hurting him more? Before she could forcibly remove her hands, however, whatever the girl had set out to do was finished, and she backed away.

"Did it work?"

"Did what work? What did you do?" Rayne demanded, cradling Cynoc's head in her lap where he had collapsed against her. He seemed to be in less pain now, but that was possibly due to his state of unconsciousness. Rayne absentmindedly wiped water from the boy's face. Usually she refrained from coming into physical contact with other people, but it was pointless at this point. She'd already absorbed some of his power, and touching him more wouldn't matter.

Emotions battered against the wall she'd erected in her mind to keep the power at bay. It was exhausting, having to constantly strive against them like this. Poor Cynoc. For Rayne, all she had to do was find another student and touch them to be rid of this power. Cynoc wasn't so lucky.

Guire get's out of bed, walking over to Fay. "Ready to go?" He asked her, he walked to the door and opened it. He walked with Fay to go get food, he was starving.

They made it to the food hall, it was lunch time and the food smelled great. Guire ran over pileing food on his plate, he hoped Fay wasn't laughing at him and his plate full of food piled high. He sat down and began stuffing his face, he felt food on his face but kept eating. "So Fay, how's your hand?" He asked, his mouth full of food.

Fay smiles at Guire's appetite and only gets a sandwhich to eat. She sits across from him at the cafeteria table and pulls her asandwhich into smaller piece, nibbling on it slowly. She shurgs at Guire's question. "It's fine I guess. Tingly. Like it fell asleep then just woke back up if you know what I mean," she says.