Peter blinked, quiet as he was told all of this. "Ah, thank you, ma'am, but.. tell her what exactly?" He checked, feeling his ears slipped up her meaning by if you don't tell her outright, she will still know. Well if that were the case emotionally- wreckage of embarrassment was sure to smack him. His eyes flickered to Ana, Skylar, and back to Bia. God, he missed his little brothers right now..
Then Dani turned to Ana. "No." She looked Ana straight in the eye. "Ana, you wouldn't be here if I was just going to leave you on the streets. I told Skylar to bring you. Stop telling yourself that you're not special. Because you are." A tear trickled down Dani's cheek. "You need to stop thinking like that. Just because you don't have superpowers doesn't mean that you are not special. I had a friend like you. She didn't think she was special, or loved, or important. She tossed her life down the drain because she thought she wasn't important. She was. Life is hard. Life is a storm. But you are a storm too. Fight back." Dani hated when people put themselves down. She hated watching people suffer. She held out her hand. "I'll take you. Have you ever flown before?"
She turned back to Peter. "She will know that you are tired, or if you are in pain. Just that. Nothing more, I promise."
Ana looked at Dani. How did they know her name. She only knew a few since they were called out by the others. Yet she never mentioned hers. There was still so many questions there. Could she read her thoughts. That was… slightly uncomfortable, yet still intriguing. She wasn’t thinking like that just because she didn’t have powers. It went much deeper than that. Well now that she thought about it she really was plain compared to everyone else. “I-…I…um…” how do you even respond to that? Ana didn’t know. Socialising wasn’t one of her strong suits. “N-No I haven’t flown before.” Best not to respond go the speech. She had no idea how. Ana nearly flinched at the hand that was extended towards her suddenly. Great… contact. Her hands were probably clammy and gross. Ana’s hand gripped Dani’s as she muttered an apology.
"Ace." a voice rang through his head. "Ace." he opened his eyes and found he was in a completely white room. No, it wasn't a room, it was nothingness. "Ace." the voice said again. Ace was stunned, no one was there with him. "Hello?" he called out. "Hello Ace, I need your help. I'm dying." the voice sounded heartbroken, Ace wanted to soothe it. It started again. "Ace, I need your help. You have something I want and I have something you want." an image appeared in front of Ace. "Grandmama!" he exclaimed. She was right there, along with his parents and friends. Ace reached out, but the image disappeared. "Ace, I can bring them back. You just need to do something for me." the voice whispered. "What do I have to do to bring them back?" Ace breathed. "Kill them. Kill the girl. Kill Macha, Skylar, Peter, Ana, and Dani." the voice said, with a brittle tone. Ace snapped out of his small trance. His village was dead. And he had to deal with with that. For now, he had to keep his friends alive. Images of Peter, Macha, and Skylar flashed through his brain. "No. I would never do that. My decision is final." Ace told the voice. "I see." the voice said and somehow Ace knew that it was gone. But then he woke up screaming. He felt pain like never before. His head screamed at him, his vision blurred red, he curled to a ball on the ground, begging for the pain to stop. Tears streamed down his face and his chest was bleeding more than ever. He tried to hold the places were his body hurt the most, but everywhere hurt the most and somehow he knew that it was the voice's fault. "JUST KILL ME NOW!" Ace screamed. He felt like his skull had been cracked open, his skin felt like it was being stabbed with thousands of dull knifes, blood had started to trickle from his mouth, and finally after what seemed like years of torture, the pain stopped. Ace slowly stood up. He noticed his friends staring. "I'm fine." he said, but he could see the disbelief on his friends faces.
Peter nodded quietly, stone grey eyes travelling to the ground for a moment.
(OH MIGOSH ACE!! Nuu~ >~<
EDIT: Lol, friendly commentary brought to you by Mish. XD Sorry for that…)
Op NERD's post loaded before i posted xD my bad lemme just fix that )
Peter almost jumped out of his skin when Ace reared to life and writhed with agony, frightening a bit of a yelp from Peter. His wings flared with startlement, ready to fly off at any sign of danger.
Dani looked at Ace. "Ace," She put her arm out,as is she was approaching a scared animal. "I want you to stay still. Trust me." She took a dagger out of her boot. Then she put it back into her boot, and said something in a very frustrated tone in Greek. "Ace, did you hear a voice? You need to tell me, or I will have to find out myself. Please don't hurt me." She pleaded, scared that her theory my be right. She took a few steps backward.
Macha dutifully did so, and then turned around to squeeze both Sky and Peter in a hug. "You're— you guys are alive!", she whispered fiercely through tears. Tilting her head to look at Dani, she said "Thank you.", gratefully blinking her gold eyes. In her head, she added a more secret message, directed towards their telepathic comrade. Stay out of my head. She didn't mean to sound ungrateful, but she needed her secrets to actually stay secrets. "You're too harsh, Macha.", Lenn's quiet voice drifted lazily out of a memory, bursting softly with something like love. She remembered that day…
Clearing her head, she spoke to the group. "I just want to warn you all quickly." Macha turned her head to look at Sky and Peter. "You two –and Ace– saw what happened to me outside of that bar. I rose off the ground and started spewing creepy gobbledygook and golden smoke, right?" They nodded, somewhat uncertainly. "That,", she said, sighing, "Is my power. I speak prophecies, but in random ancient languages." She stated simply, deliberately feigning nonchalance with her word choice. "It's what caused these–". Here she paused and pointed at her cracked skin, "And is also why my skin is made of stone." She twisted the bracelet closest to her wrist, a warm gray one with beads shaped like dots and dashes, spelling out a message in morse code: I love you. Lenn's bracelet. "I wasn't born with it.", she continued in a softer, almost sad voice. "I can't fully control it yet, but every time it happens, the cracks spread down my face. When they've covered my whole body, I die." Her voice was sharp and bitter now. "If it ever happens while you're near me, DO NOT touch me. You will explode and die. Have I made myself clear?"
(*may)
Dani nodded at Macha, for both reasons. Of course, she had no intention of searching Macha's memories. Especially after what happened to her brother……
Peter's eyebrows sank a little with worry, still tense with fear, "Why save us?" He asked Macha, "Not that.. it isn't appreciated.. I just, Macha, so much is happening and I can hardly process it, and I don't feel the significance everyone else feels." He spoke, "Everybody seems to just be dying and there's nothing really to be done.."
Dani looked sharply at Peter, but remained silent. It was not her place to speak.
Now she was truly lost. Ana nearly let put a scrwam of her own as Ace began his gutteral cries of pain. But all that came out was a weak squeak. She had learned that screaming made evrythig worse. People like her didn’t deserve to make sounds. Even with pathetic wails and cries nobody would come. They were right… All Ana could do was give Ace a worried look. As soon as Dani pulled out a dagger she flinched and quickly moved away. No please she didn’t mean to do anything wrong. Her heartbeat began to race. Air slowly squeezing out of her lungs as she took desperate gasps to try and breath. Calm down. Nobody cares about you. So pathetic… Slowly she took deep breaths, a slight tremble coursing through her small body. She may be an adult but she could easily be mistaken for a fifteen year old girl. Though that was three years off her true age. “I…I don’t understand what’s going on…” she whispered
Ace felt faint, but he told himself to stay awake, who knows what might happen this time. "Dani. I want to warn you. Don't look into my head," Ace shifted, "You could die. Also, Peter, we can do something. Responding to your question Dani, I did hear something, but I'm 78% sure that it's dead. Hold on." Ace pulled off his white tank top, that wasn't white anymore, and looked at his chest. The wound was so much worse than he imagined, but that wasn't what he was looking at. Instead he focused on the tattoos covering his back and chest. Ace looked at the space above his wound, it was clear, just skin. The charm was gone. He pulled his top back on. "I'm 100% sure it's dead now." Ace blushed, the red on his face expanding every second. "I suddenly wish that I was alone when I did that." he looked down. "Peter, we can do at least something. And I would die for you guys. At least I'd be with my mom." Ace's voice faded and he stared at the ground even harder.
Dani's heart broke for Ana. She couldn't stand watching her suffer. Or Ace. She could relate to both of their pain. Inside she was screaming. Crying for the pain to stop. For their pain to stop. She couldn't stand it. "Let's get going."
Macha stared in shock at Ace, at his wound, and in deep sorrow for the words he had just spoken. "A-Ace…" Her voice broke. She stepped over and hugged him delicately so as not to hurt him, tears beginning to spill from her eyes. You cry too easily, Macha… she thought to herself. "What do you mean, 'it's dead now'?", she asked, pulling away.
"But, I don't understand." Dani said to Ace. 'A few minutes ago, you wanted to kill me. What changed your mind?"
Dani looked at Macha with a pained expression. "A Terror. Am I right?" She asked Ace.
Peter inhaled a breath, chest sinking at the morbid atmosphere between the group. He looked over at Skylar.
"A what?", Macha asked, eyes trailing to the new one, Ana. Poor girl. She reached over and squeezed Ana's hand comfortingly. When they left to fight, maybe Rhea could take her home.
Ana looked at the scene. Her face turning scarlet at someone’s indecency. “Uh…Uh…” Ana panicked and tore off a piece of her hospital gown in an attempt to cover him. Though that made her more exposed. Anyone could see the scars on her arms. Though those on her legs were much more exposed with the now ruined hospital gown. Where did she even get those scars? There was many of them. A terrifying amount really. “What’s…what’s a terror?”
"I can explain everything at the base. But we need to go–NOW!!!! She shouted the last word because she spotted a unit of R.A.C.'s coming around the corner. "Sorry." She said to Skylar and Ana, but before they could ask why, she grabbed both of their hands and shot straight up.
"Wait-! What-" Peter stammered in clueless surprise when Dani shot into the sky with Ana and Skylar.
(@Irish_Dancer1102, are you busy? Pardon me if you are, but I miss Skylar. XD, peter does too. Lol
Ana let out a scream of surprise as she was lifted up into the air. Quickly she began flailing. This was too much of a surprise. She could be dropped. It may be better that way actually.
Macha hugged him and she was crying. He couldn't remember ever feeling this embarrassed, even when he'd pulled his shirt off earlier. Ace's face went into a deeper red as he tried to answer Macha's question seriously. "I meant that, this thing. It was inside me. It talked to me and it told me to kill you guys, but I said no. And then I woke up and I was screaming. I'm sure that it's dead now." his red face went a shade lighter and he tried not to look Macha in the eye. Ace remembered Macha's soft tone as she was explaining the cracks on her skin. She sounded like his 29 year old sister when she talked about her husband dying.
Ace lept onto Zodiac and flew off with the rest of them.
Is… i daresay..
another ship emerging?
;3 forgive me oml )
(So many heckin ships o