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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 7:57 am
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Rikki Tikki Travi Shane senses out the guards plus one small person. Sixty and then one. Shane couldn't help but think, That's it? I was expecting at least one hundred.
Still in the guise of Berchant's assistant, Shane holds his hands up and looks around worried. Playing the part he asks Berchant, "Jeez Doc, I know she's dangerous but why this many guards? Couldn't she just mass melt everyone?"
Berchant rolled his eyes and replied, "Sure if she wanted to probably kill herself in the process. Her power has limits. During her escape after about the eleventh guard she killed she started coughing up blood- she has always stopped using her power generally after that point so we don't know what happens if she pushed herself further."
Meanwhile the door opened to the back of the truck. Annie met sat legs and arms crossed facing the truck door as it opened. Her brown eyes scanned the crowd of armed guards surrounding the truck until her eyes fell on her son. She jumped up, "Christian!"
"Stop where you are," commanded the guard swinging a gun casually by Christian's head.
Christian's blue eyes- the same sharp blue as Berchant's- opened and he reached out in the guard's arm, his voice cried out, "Mommy!"
Meanwhile, Annie took a step back and waiting for commands from the guards, gritting her teeth she thought, Any time now would be good Shane... they have my son at gunpoint. Sighing as she held her hands up and slowly walked out of the truck, "You know I can take someone down without having to lift a finger."
The guard smirked, "But you can't take on sixty- we know the limits of your power Soulsmith. Why don't you just play nice?"
Annie rolled her eyes and retorted nothing in return.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:41 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:55 am
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Rikki Tikki Travi Shane had figured as much. He remembers years ago when converting a glass of water into acid would cause her to break out into a minor sweat. The act of converting the molecules of one substance to another requires a great deal of energy just on a chemical level. He can't imagine what it must be like for a person that can make it happen.
He hears Christian call out for his mother. He can sense Annie's desperation. The guards had paid him and Berchant no mind for now. He decides to see how far he can press his luck.
He glances in the rear view mirror and catches the guard pointing the gun at the boy. Still staying in character he acts in a brash and impulsive manner by throwing his door open and stepping out.
He keeps his hands up but shouts at the guard, "What the Hell are you doing?! You don't go pointing guns at kids!"
"You! Shut-up and get back in the truck," snapped the main guard aiming his gun at Shane. He turned to another guard and hissed something inaudible. "I have no problem pumping the little meta with bullets. Hell it is one less cursed freak in this world to worry about," the guard warned putting the gun to Christian's head.
"Stop it!" Annie screamed, the air around her beginning to heat up, as she began to lose complete control of her power.
"You stop it, now!" Snapped the guard back. "Remember we have your son."
"How can I forget with you waving that gun around him like it is a toy," snapped Annie gaining control of her power, the air no longer heating up.
Berchant smirked at the scene. How was the two of them going to get out of this mess? Then it dawned on him that he was Shane's ace up his sleeve, and he groaned inwardly. This was not going to end well for him, he knew it. Why didn't he just become a harmless professor like his parents had told him? Why did he get mixed up with meta-humans... besides the obvious fact they were so fascinating. Berchant sighed, feeling a bit like a defeated man.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 11:22 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 1:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 1:23 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 4:29 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 5:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 6:43 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 4:52 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 4:54 am
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Rikki Tikki Travi Shane is thankful that Annie picked up on what he's doing so quickly. Now is the time to further grow the seed of doubt and confusion.
Shane concentrates on the biomass inside of Berchant. Step out of the van, angry, storm over behind me, and insist that you are still you, and that I am Shane Morris.
Shane pushes a little deeper along with this command, playing with Berchant's vocal chordes and mouth. He concentrates on making Berchant say, "Are you brain dead? I made the call here, he's Shane Morris! He consumed my student!"
Berchant felt his body move of its own accord, the strange sensation when he started the truck against his will was there again. He was a passenger in his own body. He watched as his body stormed out of the van, he felt his eyebrows scrunch down in a scowl, and heard his lips form the words he demanded, "Are you brain dead? I made the call here, he's Shane Morris-" he pointed at Shane, "He consumed my student!"
The guards exchanged looks they knew that the call was made by Berchant but Berchant was acting out of character "brain dead"? He'd have called them imbeciles or something of the like. Both the student and Berchant were acting odd.
The head guard grumbled a few curses and snapped, "Knock Soulsmith out. Get her into secure custody. We'll take her and her son into secure cells and then we'll sort out who is the real Shane Morris. Either of you try anything funny-" he waved his gun at Shane and Berchant. "And the kid gets a few new holes in him."
At his harsh words Christian began to ball. "I don't wanna be shot!" He cried. "Leave my mommy and daddy alone."
Annie winced, it was only a matter of time before Christian figured out what was going on-he really was too smart for his own good. "You idiots!" Annie snapped feeling the shift in the air moisture as Christian became more agitated. "Have you forgotten that I and Shane Morris aren't the only ones with powers? Let me have my son."
"Mommy!" Christian was crying, the air heating up around him.
The guard swore under his breath and pointed the gun at Christian, "Stop it now or you die! This isn't a game!" Christian kept balling though the air gathering moisture from the sweat of guards and what little was in the air.
Annie glared at the guard and hissed, "Fire that gun and that will be the last thing you ever do... give me my child. Let me calm him down."
One of the other guards said, "Do it Jacobs... we don't want acid flying around here. We still have the upper hand."
The head guard looked at the crying kid in his arm and then to Annie and then to Shane and Berchant. Things were getting worse and worse. What happened to a quiet day of torturing a few low class meta humans and watching metas get experimented on?
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 10:48 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 12:06 pm
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