"I'm not your pet, and I have no desire to live here. I'm not your little puppy dog in training with a shock collar for whenever I get out of line. First and foremost, I'm a person, and I have basic human rights. Now, take this bracelet off." She held her arm out expectantly to Donovan.
"You have fun with that, Surge." Liam flew off silently. Time to find some alleyway to pass out in for a bit… He found one and curled up on the ground, managing to send a message to Donovan before he passed out.
Drained and injured
Currently hiding, Surge is searching
Donovan smiled. "That's adorable. You actually think I'm going to just let you leave?" He chuckled softly. "Hmm. You're even cuter than I thought, poppet." Instead of taking off the bracelet, he grabbed her wrist and kissed the back of her palm. He might've had more to say, had not he been distracted by an incoming message. He frowned and reluctantly released Elisia, glancing at the message. He scoffed at it.
If I see him, I will kill him.
Reid had no idea where to start, so he went back to base– where he had access to more abundant technology. Since technology was his strength, that was what he'd depend on to find Donovan and Elisia. He wasn't sure where to look, so he started by trying to track energy readings in the past hour, checking scanners and satellites. Omen's teleportation used a lot of energy, so surely it'd be detectable…
"Poppet?" Elisia yanked her wrist out of Donovan's grasp and glared at him in disgust. She tried to subtly get a glimpse of the message, but couldn't. "What is it? Did Surge destroy the kid you're babysitting or something?" She asked, scoffing a bit. "How did he even convince you to work with him anyways?"
Liam remained unconscious in the alleyway, which was thankfully dark to keep him undetected. He was in a good deal of pain and would likely be out for a good long while. He'd send Donovan another message when he came to.
"No," Donovan replied calmly. "But you might want to pray you're little friend doesn't come looking for you, because I'd hate to kill an ignorant little child." Nevermind that Reid was only a couple years younger than Donovan. He shook his head slowly, as if he were disappointed in even having to consider such a thing. He stopped and glanced back up at her. "And– I went to Nimbus."
Meanwhile, Reid was hurrying to begin his search, which would take him some time to start, considering he had to get back to base, scrounge up the needed equipment and technology, and determine what kind of energy readings to even begin searching for.
"Surge isn't a child. He's an adult and perfectly capable of defending himself." Although I hope for his sake that he doesn't find me… I can get out on my own and he wouldn't get hurt… Her hostile expression grew into one of confusion at Donovan's last statement. "What do you mean you went to him? Why? Surely he's of no help to you."
Liam groaned softly in pain and stirred a bit, trembling slightly as his brain faltered between planes of consciousness and unconsciousness. He wanted to wake up, but as of his current state, he was unable to.
"Why, to get to you, of course," Donovan responded gently. "Granted, I'm more powerful than Nimbus in most ways– but he knew how to get you. You and your little sidekick fight with him on a regular basis, after all. He's more experienced in that area than I am, even if I've fought and destroyed far more heroes. So I went to him." He smiled. "And I didn't make a mistake, either."
Reid's search was still underway, though it had only been a few minutes since Elisia's capture, so he hadn't gotten far; but he was determined, and working as fast as he could. He would find her, one way or another. He promised himself. And when he did, he was going to have a few choice words for Omen.
Elisia scoffed and shook her head a bit. "You're unbelievable. I still don't know why you seem so intent on owning me or whatever your goal is. Care to explain that or are you just going to leave me in the dark?"
Liam stirred again and groaned, still not quite able to wake up. He'd likely be out for another hour or so to recharge and regain his strength, at which point he would retreat back into hiding.
"Hm." Donovan was silent a moment, his smirk ever-present as he admired her. "You are absolutely precious when you're ticked off." He reached up and let the tips of his fingers gently brush against her hair. "I thought it was fairly obvious as to why I brought you here. I apologize that I haven't made myself clearer." His eyes studied her a moment. "It's simple, really. You're perfect, and I desired to have you. And now I do." His smile softened, but widened. "Now, are you ready for the tour?"
Elisia smacked Donovan's hand away when he tried to touch her, huffing indignantly. "I would love to be shown to the door, Omen. That's the only tour I'm interested in." She crossed her arms and glared up at him. "Not only can you not own me, you don't deserve to. I've no desire to be anywhere near you."
(Hi there. Sorry I've been dead and mega inactive. Life is wack.)
