"PYRE"!!!!!! Raven says through a well of tears, seeing her mentor full of holes puts her into a full shutdown. Terror dominating any coherency in her thoughts. Her mind is locked in a standstill of fear.
"Pyre"? Kiara says emotionless. Her mind struggles to process the mangled body in front of her. Bone sticks out of the punctured flesh as it continues to seep blood. Crashing to her knees her mind spins in an endless run of chaos.
"We need to grab her now, forget the disguises, this is the perfect opportunity". Kolt barks at Mimic, setting them both into motion. Only for a chilling blue to crash into their views.
"I can do this, even if I don't have a power I have strength in other ways". A small voice cuts through the chilling mist. Appearing through the swathes of people trying to escape.
Gripping at the hilt, a bone chilling blade enters the view of the hunters. Slowly small threads descend down it weaving small thin threads of gold around the edge of the blade.
Exhaling, the blade is drawn a horizontal slash cuts through the gold threads wrapped along the edge, an onslaught of cold energy bursts forward at the two hunters, in a bright display of light blue and gold.
"KOLT WE NEED TO GO NOW WE CAN'T STAY HERE ANY LONGER" A mouth forms through mercury silver on mimics face. As frost starts to cling to his form.
"I KNOW HOLD OFF THE BLUE GIRL DAMMIT". Kolt barks at mimic
"ON IT" Mimic yells out.
Disappearing into the floor of his shadows. Kolt makes a mad dash to the catatonic girl, refusing to let this golden goose of an opportunity be missed. As he gets close to Raven he starts to prepare a flurry of shadows alongside his own, sending them in her direction.
"Don't have your fiery protector huh" Kolt says, licking at his facial scars.
"Hold still now girl". Malevolent yellow teeth chatter at her.
"Pyre" Ravens mind goes still seeing the bloody visage of her mentor.
"Why is it happening again"
"Another person sacrificing themselves for me" Raven mutters to herself as flashes of the past bore into her vision.
"I…I can't take it."!
"Why does this keep happening" Her mind starts to bubble into a rage. The injustice demanding her into action.
Her hair slowly starts to hover, an almighty pressure following it. As her eyes start to illuminate in response. Grey mist leaking out of her at a rapid rate. Her body slowly lifts into the air as the grey mist continues to envelope her.
Shadows pierce through her in a flash stopping the budding power. Continuously sewing her in too place in a flash. The light is disrupted as her senses come back. The overwhelming power disappears along with it. As she realizes what's happening.
"Not today girl, I'm not letting you reach that level, you're our harvest" Kolt says licking at his lips.
"CELL OF SHADOWS" The shadows continue to stitch and weave through her piercing and embedding into her. A swirl of shadows form underneath her feet as tendrils reach out pulling her into the abyss.
"AHHHHHHH" Pain seeps into her every feeling as he bombards down on her in a torrent of agony. Her body is locked in place as bone an muscle are sewn still by the intruding shadows feasting upon her.
"I'm...I'm sorry Blake" Her mind starts to slow down from the overwhelming shock and pain flowing through her.
"I couldn't help…..again" Her final thought comes to a close, her mind shutting down in defense as she enters the abyss of shadows.
Swirls of shadows comes to a close as the portal into the abyss shuts entirely. Just as its closed two chilling bursts crash into him. Freezing over his fresh wound and stiffening his leg.
"MIMIC WERE LEAVING NOW"! Kolt screams out through the forming frostbite.
"HURRY UP THEN" Mimic yells out.
A surge of shadows crawls along the floor. Swarming past any obstacles slowly Kolt starts to manifest out of the purple black.
"Hold her off for 10 seconds" Kolt says, slotting in a new orb in his uniform. Slowly it starts to grow brighter and brighter.
"I swear to god Kolt" Irritation fills Mimics neutral tone.
"JUST DO IT" Kolt barks back with adamance.
In a desperate attempt mimic forces his shapeless mercury-like silver body to shape. The appearance of one of the students from before starts to cover over him in a slow crawl of shifting silver to flesh.
"Help me, please miss" A weak voice is released from Mimic's false mouth.
"He has me captive; they've been using my powers for themselves". He says mustering the most innocent voice possible.
"I'm at my breaking point please" A false tone of fear emits out of Mimic disguise.
Breathing heavily now, Enyo starts to sway. Her eyes are losing focus. ''Its taking a bigger toll than I thought'.'
''Remember you're just learning it so it will have a heavy burden on you. Be wary when you use it" Dolos's advice rings through her exhaustion.
"Don't worry, ill get rid of him now stay still" Enyo says, taking a deep breath now as she prepares her final move.
Her blade is sheathed, as a familiar motion is formed. One thin line of gold manages to streak down the sheath. In a flash it leaves the sheath with a faint whistle.
An arm falls to the ground falling away from the two gene hunters, missing the following of blood as Kolts new stump is frozen over in the same motion..
"MIMIC THAT'S NOT HOLDING HER OFF YOU BASTARD" He says gripping at the newly formed stump. Shock being staffed off by failure looming before them.
"I'M WORKING WITH WHAT I GOT OKAY"! Mimic yells back disrupting the image of the boy he was disguised as.
"SCREW IT, IT DOESN'T MATTER ANYMORE" Kolt says slamming in the glowing orb as hard as he can.
*BLINK* The image of the two hunters arguing leave in an instantaneous flash, leaving no trace behind.
"What"? Enyo says breathing heavily, confusion piercing at her mind.
"I just had them"
"WHERE THE HELL DID THEY GO" Enyo yells out in anger.
"DAMMIT I LET THEM GET AWAY". Her own guilt starts to mess with her mind.
"Pyre raven I….I…..I" Kiara's voice continues to break seeing the unfolding situation. An ominous crawl in her speech replaces the usual speediness, shock fully setting in now.
"I couldn't move, my...my power wouldn't respond". Kiara says as her anger begins to be directed at her own inability. Alongside the terror pressing down on her, keeping her knees firmly planted in the ground.
"What…. What do I… do" Kiara's voice continues to break slamming her hands into her knees through the forming tears.
"It's my fault I didn't I didn't do anything" Self hatred starts to form in her mind.
"How could I" Despair cracks through any attempt at normal speech.
"Why can't I move". Kiara's anger reaches a boiling point as she starts to hammer into her numb legs.
Terror and anger battle each other in as she lets out a wail of despair from the situation before her.
"BLAKE, BLAKE WAKE UP". A repeated series of slaps goes across Blakes face. Slowly bringing him back to the waking world.
"Where… where am I"? Blakes mind slowly stirs back into motion. Feeling a slight burn on his face.
"Morgan"? Blake says rubbing at the slap marks subconsciously
"What's happened"? He says through immense exhaustion and an overwhelming pain stinging pain coursing through his whole body. Each step stabbing into his nervous system.
"I should be asking you that". Morgan says with a bright smile.
"I didn't know red was your style". He says prodding at the blood soaking Blakes shirt.