Maya Hawthorne's Story

Rue Tyryl

“Controlling her powers this far out is impressive. That said, you never cease to surprise me. With those moves, maybe you should be taking point instead. Do you have enough power to freeze it Rue?”

She only paused long enough to grin at him before turning her gaze to the paper that had fallen to the ground after Luca had decked the young man who had attacked them. With a roll of her eyes, she ignored the girls comment. Turning, Rue looked to the stumbling golem as it was trying to get over the boy's pain from have a scalpel shoved in his eye and punched in the face. Her ice hadn't faded from her and she eyed the creature up and down trying to determine how much of the beast she could really freeze up.

With a shrug to Luca, she stepped towards him and positioned herself better to send her ice at the bond. "I'll see what I can do, don't think I can freeze it all though," she told him. Dropping down to one knee, her hand touched the floor with her fingers splayed open. Ice cracked from her hand towards the creature that stumbled slightly. It seemed as if the thing were coming out of it's haze. Rue had to work quickly. The dry ice spread fast, covering the distance in a matter of seconds. The hard part was building on that ice as it began crawling up the bonds legs. Though it was a rock golem, Rue was sure that her dry ice didn't go unfelt either. The burn was probably present, though less so than it would be on other bonds.

Slowly, her power encased it all the way up to it's waist. It was as high as she could go, and she was growing tired as she layered sheet after sheet of ice over it to make sure it wouldn't move anytime soon. Finally, after she was satisfied, she let the power go, her body returning to normal and her green eyes dull with weariness. Rue was sure she could sleep for weeks once everything was over. Looking up to Luca, she nodded her head and led the way around the golem. They were far enough away that when it swung at them, it didn't even come close to hitting them.

With the auditorium in view, Rue rushed to the double doors and pulled on the handle. The door opened slowly to her surprise. Rue was expecting them to have barred the doors or something. However, as she peered inside, she saw that no one was there. Her heart jumped to her throat as she stared at the empty room. Hesitantly, she stepped into the room, her gaze shooting from one side to the other as she tried to see if anyone was hiding. She didn't see anything at all, nothing but darkness in the far corners.

"I...I guess they were evacuated," she whispered slowly. Her head felt light as she stood there, guilt twisting her stomach. "I'm... so sorry, Luca," she said softly, her eyes dropping to the floor, "If I hadn't of gone to my parents, if we had just stayed here. Then we would all be safe now," she said quickly, her mind easily turning to blame herself. She was so lost in the thoughts of despair that she missed the obvious signs of the double doors being broken, the overturned chairs, signs of battle and several blood stains on the floor.

"I'm sorry..."

Erin Tyryl

His finger stroked the top of the birds head, the little blue ball of fluff had seemed to grow slightly to fit the size of his large hand. She was still nestled in a ball, her head tucked under her wing and her eyes closed. Snow had shifted around a few times as she got comfortable in Erin's hand, but otherwise she was asleep the entire time. He looked over to Maya as the girl uttered a curse word and looked utterly irritated. He sighed slightly and ignored her for the most part, but she did look to be in pain.

"Hey, try to relax. I'll see if I can find you some medicine. Maybe I can even talk my sister into freezing your wound. Don't worry about it, the girl's just like me. We're stubborn," he offered her a wry grin, trying to mend things as best as possible. Luca had been right, it wasn't good to be fighting amongst themselves. Especially if it came down to just the five of them fighting. Erin tried not to think of the possibility that they were stuck at the school for good.

He started rummaging around the area, trying his best to keep out of the way of the nurses. He got a couple of cold glares as he knocked into a table and shifted things around. With a muttered 'sorry' and a little bit of a crooked grin, he ran his free hand through his hair and continued in his search. Finally, he found a bottle labeled simply 'pain killers', of course the scientific term was in bold print, so it took him a moment to figure out what the damn thing was. Back next to Maya, he set Snow down and opened the bottle.

"Need some water?" he asked her as he poured two of the plain white pills into her hand. After replacing the cap, he picked up Snow again and held her against his body. In the short time that he'd let her go, the blue bird had lost all of her warmth. He rubbed his thumb across her back, regenerating the heat. A loud sound hit the side of the wall behind Maya's bed, shaking the room. Erin stumbled as his gaze shot to the wall where the sound had come from. The plaster cracked like glass and fell apart, pieces of stone crumbled into the room and the wall seemed to cave in slightly, though luckily it didn't break.

"Damn," Erin cursed, "They better hurry up... we won't be able to stay here long if things keep up like this."

"Speaking of that, stay there Erin!" Nemesis called as the large black wolf stood up from his sleeping position and changed form. He bounded to the hole in the wall across from them and tackled an incoming fighter from outside. Erin strained to see where his bond had gone, but he figured the huge wolf was winning as he didn't feel any pain through their connection. However, what he did see was chilling. The battle had moved from a couple hundred yards from the school, to several feet. He could see the fighters clearly now, and it was terrifying to watch as bonds and human's alike tore each other apart.

"Keep it together, Erin. You've got two injured to worry about in there. The girl might be able to help, but I wouldn't rely on her too much, she'll waste her energy if she's not careful, especially in the state she's in."

"Yeah, got it," Erin said as he flicked his eyes back to Maya.

Maya took the pills swallowed, and smiled.
"Thanks, and I'm sorry for acting like a bitch to your sister. She's actually the first person other than my mother to ever get me like that. I know what your thinking, no my mother isn't like your dad. Yes, I can put two and two together, you all teleported in, your sister had a new Bond, I know your history, Brenna walked in with a snow chick... You cute thing, you... And a gun in a hallway isn't exactly subtle. Also, Quetzal saw the whole thing. But back to the point, my mother's Bond is Quetzal's sworn enemy. So he tries to take it out on me. Through my mother. And as a jaguar god. That's where I got these." To which she turned around and pulled her hair and gown out of the way to show to giant raked claw scratches scarred into her back, above the hole his sister had made, as well as a little bit of her rear, if he was that perverted. After he'd gotten a good view of the scratches, she turned back around and brought her gown up again. "Either wa-" Before she was able to finish, the wall behind her cracked loudly, and she pulled one of her two remaining scalpel planes out. Brenna held her hand to keep her from throwing it as Nemesis ran towards whatever had done the deed, and hopped down, her eyes glowing with rage as she stalked into the next room, her full body glowing with energy.

Brenna's Story
"You know, I'm getting pretty damn sick of all this shite." She said, her body quivering with rage. Maya knew what was coming thanks to the stories she'd heard from Walker, and covered Erin's eyes, as well as her own. "Ya bloody bastards are attackin' a school! A SCHOOL, OF ALL THAT'S SACRED!" As she spoke, her body started twisting into what one could only describe as Lovecraftian, with it's limbs bending at angles they shouldn't, and her face enough to drive the bravest of men to insanity, the only thing hiding her entire madness-inducing shape a wispy cloak, giving her the appearance of a Banshee as she pulled Nemesis off of whatever he was fighting as if he were a piece of lint. This time, when she opened her mouth to speak, the voice tore at the fringes of their minds, even as her voice was muted by a wall. "AND TO TOP IT ALL OFF, YA HARMED MY KIDS! I AM NOT IN A GOOD MOOD, AND THE LOT OF YA ARE GOIN' TO PAY FER IT! She called up her luck magic, and released it with a wailing screech, giving everything in the infirmary and the surrounding rooms that wasn't a Tyrillian her biggest dose of bad luck she'd dealt out since Walker's mother's death eighteen years ago. A dose of bad luck that ended in aneurysm for the poor sods who looked at her face, and only heatstroke that would leave them gibbering idiots for those that didn't. After she had used her Banshee form, she changed back into her goblin form and drug herself back into the infirmary.
"Problem solved, lad. Next time, don't worry yer pretty little head. But let's call this even, I'm too tired to take any favors from you." she said with a grin to Erin, and passed out on the floor, right by Walker's feet.

Rue Tyryl

“And I guess standing around here blaming ourselves will magically solve our situation. Did you start the war? No? Then I don’t want to hear you shouldering the blame by yourself. None of this, nothing is your fault Rue,” Luca bent over to look at her as she was much shorter than he was and her face was downcast. Her green eyes locked with his blue ones. A wry smile on his face and she couldn't help but give a small smile back realizing how very true his words were. She nodded as he stood up.

“Besides, rather than evacuate it’s probably more accurate to say they were forced to flee from here. Somebody forced their way in here, and they certainly weren't subtle about it.”

He patted her head as he spoke and looked around. Rue looked as well, more closely this time than before. He was right. She'd been too quick to her conclusion. There was blood on the floor, scratch marks, tables over turned or destroyed. Her heart lifted. Maybe there was a chance they were still here and they could all get back together. Her eyes shifted to Luca.

"We have to find them," she said, pulling her lower lip into her mouth with her teeth. She nibbled gently as she stood there, trying to think of where they could have possibly gone. Then her eyes lit up, "The forest," she stated, "With Berach with them, they would know all the traps and be safe, but anyone who didn't know would be in danger of tripping one. It makes sense."

Ivory brushed against her, "I believe you may be right. I can pick up there scent and lead you to where they are, but we should get the others first. Can't leave them here."

Rue looked down, "Would it be alright to move them? They're injured severely..."

"This place isn't going to last much longer, love. The infirmary was already in danger when we left it."

After a moment she sighed and nodded, "True. Lets get back," she said to Luca and started for the door. They were going to have to make it quick between the infirmary and meeting up with the group.

Erin Tyryl

Erin listened to Maya's story, his throat clenching and his chest tightening as his mind took in the words. Then she lifted her gown to show him the deep scars that ran all along her back and went further. He felt a sharp anger welling in his chest. Erin didn't enjoy hearing the story, it reminded him too much of his Father going after Rue, though luckily Rue was never left with scars. A bloodied lip often, and some bruises, but nothing quite like Maya's. He felt sympathetic towards her and had a deeper understanding of why she was the way she was. If she had the right company she could turn around her attitude, that's what he believed.

"Maya.." he started but didn't finish as she lunged forward and pressed her hand around his eyes. He fought at first but a shout from Nemesis through their connection kept him still as Maya leaned against him with her hand over his face. He took a deep breath to settle his body as he heard an inhuman shout from a bond that he couldn't place. Nemesis was still outside fighting, but he winced slightly as the wolf was pulled off of something, the grip none to light.

He stayed there for the entirety until he heard a soft voice behind them, "Problem solved, lad. Next time, don't worry yer pretty little head. But let's call this even, I'm too tired to take any favors from you."

Turning he witnessed Brenna crashing out on the floor near Walker's bed and he rushed to her to put her up on the covers and make her comfortable. With a roll of his eyes, he patted the goblin's head and sighed.

"This is going to be a long day," he muttered as he turned back to Maya. Moving, he stood next to her bed, leaning against the wall, "You alright?"

Maya rubbed her temples, getting blood flowing again, her head pounding from Brenna's actions. She shifted a little, and looked at Erin with a smile, a single tear of blood coming from each of her eyes.
"Let's see, hole in my stomach, repeated strain, headache and bleeding eyes from hearing Brenna use her Banshee's Wail, yeah, I'm just peachy. You okay?" she responded, looking him over up and down, checking for any nicks, scrapes, or bleeding eyes and ears. They might have been safe from her luck magic, but sound and luck are two entirely different things, and, well, Erin would only have to see Maya's eyes to know the aftereffects of Brenna's rage. She also tore off the bottom of her gown to wipe away the blood around her own eyes. She had very little knowledge of first aid, but she sure wasn't going to be seen by anyone as long as she looked like an emo. As she dabbed at her own eyes, she thought about her family, the question of why she was doing so pushed aside. Her mother did most of the work outside of the home, while her dad was... Well, let's just say if he was any more spineless where her mother was involved, he'd classify as an invertebrate. Don't get me wrong, her mother was(and is) a sweet woman, even if she totally walked over Maya's father. It was her bond that would always turn family reunions into slasher flicks... That is, if no one died in those things. But life around her house had been violent, due to the rivalry between Quetzal and her mother's Bond. Finally, it had reached a tipping point when her mother's Bond had transformed into a jaguar god and realized Quetzal needed Maya in order to continue to stick around. Maya had been saved by her mother, but she had been left almost dead for weeks. It was around this time that they heard of Tyrillia Academy, and Maya figured it the best choice for everyone if she were to go there.

Erin Tyryl

He couldn't help the grin that spread across his face as Maya's voice was filled with sarcasm. She dabbed at her eyes, wiping away the blood that had been created by the banshee's scream. Erin mentally took note of his own condition and concluded that he was fine, aside from the internal injuries that were felt from Nemesis and his own weariness from all the fighting.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me," he replied softly. He leaned over and gently patted the top of her head. His gaze shifted to look out into the battlefield. Sitting near the hole that had been created was the large black dire wolf. He guarded the area intently, all of his attention -except for a small bit- was directed outside.

"We're going to have to figure something out soon, Erin," Nemesis told him.

"Yeah, I know," Erin frowned as he answered his bond mentally.

The large wolf turned his head, the yellow eyes glowing as he looked directly at the tall boy, "Be prepared to move her, you should probably start looking at what we can take with us medicine wise."

With a nod to his wolf, he turned and started looking at the supplies around them. He didn't really want to take anything as the nurses were busy working as well. However, he knew they weren't going to last for much longer with that hole in the wall. So he began to sneak around and look at the bandages and other things that he could possibly carry. As he gathered some things, he brought them back and put them on Maya's bed near her feet. Once he'd gotten all that he could think of he reached behind her and took the pillow.

"Sorry," he muttered to her and quickly took off the casing, then replaced the pillow behind her, being very gentle so as not to hurt her further. He began tossing all of the supplies in the pillow case and then tied it up and set it on the floor, slightly under the bed so that it didn't attract too much attention. His green gaze shot about the room to see if anyone had noticed, but it seemed that the nurses were all too busy to take note.

"We're not going to be staying long here, Nemesis is worried about this place being overrun and he's probably right. Don't worry," he gave her a grin, "I'm not going to leave you behind. I hope you don't mind being carried."

Rue Tyryl

As she went down the hall quickly, she listened to Luca's voice behind her. Her eyebrow came down in concentration. She'd briefly forgotten that in order for him to teleport he needed something that he'd touched before to be where he wanted it. She wondered if that talent of his had a range on it too. She gave a soft sigh as they worked their way quickly to the infirmary.

"I guess we'll just have to try our luck then..." she replied. She turned her head, tossing her white hair in the process, to look up at him. She pushed open the door to the infirmary and immediately spotted her brother talking with the black haired girl. She ignored the irritation she felt rising at the back of her mind.

"Erin," she called and walked into the room. A loud sound from above them echoed and the room shuddered violently. Everyone looked around and in the next second the room seemed to collapse in on itself. Rue was shoved backward by Ivory as the room crumbled. Her stomach twisted into knots and her chest tightened as she toppled backwards into Luca. Her heart raced in her chest, making it hurt.

"ERIN!" She screamed over the loud roaring sound of wood and concrete falling. Once the dust settled and the room stopped trembling, the only thing between her and her brother was a wall of rock and debris. Luckily Walkers bed was left untouched, a few rocks having hit it out of the way of the tumbling. Ivory moved to the young man and inspected him, her nose sniffing him from head to foot in search of unseen wounds aside from his original battered body.

"The boy is fine, but we need to leave, love," the white wolf said as she turned her head to Rue.

Her eyes stared at the rock wall, her mouth opened in shock. She couldn't stop shaking. Did she just lose her brother? She was a still statue against Luca, unable to really breath or think.

"Rue?!"

Air sucked into her lungs and she came forward gently, her hand reaching for Luca's, "Erin!"

"Are you alright?" His voice called from the other side.

"Yes, you?"

"Yeah, we're alright. Did you find the others?"

"No, we think they headed into the forest. The auditorium was broken into," she called back, her gaze flicking from side to side across the rock wall in front of her.

"Head for the forest then, hu?"

"Yeah."

"Alright sis. Meet you there. Take care of her, Luca!"

Rue turned to the taller boy and sighed in relief. Her head fell into Luca's chest as she took in a deep breath and relaxed her strained body. Adrenaline pumped through her and at the back of her mind she was somehow exhilarated by all the events. It reminded her of when she first really spoke to Luca in class. He'd stated that perhaps she'd enjoyed fighting more than she let on. She was starting to think that was really true. Each time a fight erupted, she seemed to take on a calm demeanor that usually wasn't like herself.

"Have Luca help Walker, love. I'll lead the way," Ivory said and slipped passed the two to stand in the hallway. Rue nodded and relayed the words to Luca.

Erin Tyryl

As the room came crumbling down, he lunged forward and covered Maya with his body. His only thoughts were prayers that the heavy concrete didn't fall on them. Somehow, the only thing that kept pelting him were smaller rocks and the occasional piece of wood. Other than that, he was unharmed as he protected Maya. Lifting his head as the rumbling stopped, he looked over his shoulder at the rock wall between him and his sister. Then he yelled for her.

After their conversation he turned back to Maya and pulled the pillowcase of supplies from it's hiding spot. Giving her a wry smile he tossed the bag to Nemesis who picked it up between his teeth and jerked his large black head towards the outside. Leaning over he gently pulled Maya into his arms, one arm around her back and coming up to her shoulder, the other under her knees.

She was very light as he lifted her, "Alright, time to get moving. I'll see what I can do about your stomach once we get to a better place. Just try not to move too much," he told her and followed his wolf out into the courtyard.

(Hold up. I posted earlier, something must have happened to what I wrote. Let me get it taken care of before you continue.)
Walker had woken up a few seconds before the collapse, thanks to the blood Brenna had gotten in his system. He felt Brenna's lack of energy for using her luck magic, and used a few seconds of his life as the energy needed. As the ceiling had caved in, he had fired two quick shots off to both Erin and Maya, granting them survival. After the two of them had gotten "out of the wreckage, Erin was standing before the new barrier and put his hand on Erin's shoulder.
"I believe it's my turn." With that, he grabbed a small out cropped rock and it a sharp tug, enough to open a small hole for them to talk to Rue and Luca and see them. "Oh, hey!" he said with his trademark style, "Care to lend me a hand in this?" with this, he wiggled the shoulder to help the joke, the shoulder looking as if it had always been like that.

Maya blushed when Erin had picked her up, and turned her face away so she could still look snooty.
"Just watch where you put your hands, kid." This was the second time she'd ever been like this, Walker having done it first, so it felt a little awkward for her to be carried by someone in the same room as someone who had, but couldn't anymore.