The Cold Secrets RPG [Chapter 5]

[Dave]

Fisher unleashed a hideous shriek and went spiraling down towards the water. He tried to correct his course with his good wing and failed. He tried to focus and rebuild his torn wing but couldn't quite do it. Instead, Fisher allowed himself to revert to his humanshape - the left side of his coat was torn considerably - and struck the water, creating an impressive splash.
Dave saw the whole thing, and was deciding whether Fisher would surface. But deep down, he knew better.
Fisher, meanwhile, was sinking fast. Drowning, no, but sinking quickly to the bottom of the lake. This was an outrage! Fisher wasn't near tired, and still full of ideas. So, if an aerial battle wasn't going to work for him ...
Fisher's clothes billowed out from him, as if they had trapped lots of air under them in the water. They began to smoke, and Fisher's aura spread out and took an odd shape: it looked to be a man-sized lizard. But it was rapidly growing. Elongating. The head grew triangular and horned. The scales grew wide and tough. It wasn't long before his monsterous reptilian head broke the surface.
Dave went pale when he saw it. What came out of the lake reminded him of those Chinese New Year parades ... except in those, the dragons were brightly colored and festive, not pitch black and spewing flames into the sky.
Dave couldn't move, and watched as the dragon rose to attack Pseok.

[T-nex]

Kix and Krisha looked startled at Silvia and Fish when they landed. They quickly ran over to her when he was in the air again.

"Oh no! What do we do?" Kix asked worried.

"Dunno... Maybe we could heal her." Krisha said.

Then they noticed Akky approaching. He had watched Fishe intensly, but he was curious to see who this girl was.

"Shh..." Krisha whispered.

Akky whentt right past them and examined the girl. Then he looked at Fisher. He wanted to help, but the only flying animal he could morph into was a raven. He didn't how many more phoenixes might be out there, but didnt wanna risc anything. Instead, he though of finding the boy. He could still sence the gun, so he ran away, towards them.

"Phew that was close..." Krisha said when Akky had run away.

She made herself visible again, now that Akky couldnt see them. Kix did the same.

"Well... We hsould heal her or something." Krisha said.

"Healing spells are not to play with... You know that, we dont know if Fisher might have put another spell on her that might conflict with ours." Kix said.

"Well... I can check for those." Krisha said, and put her paws on Silvia.

a purple light connnected their boddies, while Krisha was scanning for spells inside Silvia.

[Splat]

Thee was a particularly famous duel in human history between two wizards who kept transforming into animals to challenge each other until one became a dragon and the other a disease to make his oponent too ill to fight.

However, Pseok couldn't turn into a disease, or most other animals, so that narrowed down the options a bit.
Needless to say, pseok was somewhat terrified. In fact it was only the thought of Blaze and Streak having a go a him for losing Dave the first time that stopped him from legging it.
His other problem was that he still couldn't transform, even though he was full of fear. The reason for this was that the person who'd captures Pseok and given him his power had made sure he couldn't change many times without a long break in between; this was mainly to keep Pseok under control, but now it was proving somewhat inconvenient. Having transformed twice in the last two days Pseok was drained (even if he didn't realise it).

But he knew enough to tell that flying in front of a dragons muth wasn't a clever place to be. He flew aside as flames spread into the space he'd been in a second before, got as close to behind the things head as he could when it kept moving and flew at it, hoping to grapple its eyes.

He was fighting for his life now.

[Gretin]

OOC:

Another call to say is this ok Dave. We've had a lot of those recently

Yeah, darn rules, eh? Just kidding Guess this is what happens when one of Dave's characters decides to go berserk! Kidding (again)

IC:

Art looked back at Olivia. "Alright. What do you propose we do about it, O Wise One?"

Olivia laughed again, "Oh, come on, don't tell me you can't even figure something like that out for yourself!"
She had been annoyed at finding that Dave had left with Pseok moments before she arrived, but she had managed to locate him now and was eager to be off.

"That's not why I'm upset!" Art was moaning. "That idiot kid has just got me in a funk, is all."
"Well, you need to calm down. Finding Charger is everyone's priority right now," Streak said. "So forget about Dave for a while. You still have your other gun."
Art grimmaced, then went to draw it. It was there for a moment, but as he grasped it ... it just wasn't.
Art wailed. "THE ****!!!???"

Olivia barely concealed her amusement. This guy was turning out to be quite entertaining! "Well guys, I guess I should leave you to it. See ya!"
She jumped down easily from her rock and started walking off casually in the direction of where she had located Dave.

[Havoc]

'What is it with you and those guns Art?' Kaira questioned him. 'You just misplaced them, thats all. Go check your tent or something.'
Then she turned to Streak.
'Streak is right, we need to find Charger. And not just because I love him so much, we need him to stay alive!'
She paused for a moment.
'And to keep him alive...'

---

Meanwhile, miles and miles away from the others, Charger slowly started to wake up. His head hurt, his mouth was dry and his chest hurt severely. It gave him trouble breathing, in turn making him gasp loudly every time he inhaled.
As he proceeded to open his eyes, he was almost blinded by the light shining in his face. Or was it just the whiteness of the room that hurt his eyes so much?
It proved to be the latter, because as his eyes addapted to the room, he could see that everything in here was clear white. The walls, the ceiling, the floor. Everything, but himself.
Charger didn't even notice he had been tied to a table untill he wanted to lift his arm to rub is eyes. But he was indeed tied up, arms and legs were kept in place by strong leather belts, connected to what seemed a specialy designed table. The only thing he could pretty much move was his head. And so he did.
Intensely he looked around the room, seeing if he could make out anything of interest that could help him understand what had happened and where he was. But he saw nothing. The only thing in this room was the table he was on, a mirror on the wall, and bright lights in the ceiling. Oh, and ofcourse the all white door right infront of him.
As he looked closer at the mirror, he suspected it was in fact a window, people were probably staring at him right now. An idea he wasn't to comfortable with. But hey, what could he do? He was tied up, and still way to weak to even attempt breaking the leather straps.
What seemed hours passed as Charger waited for something to happen, while in fact it was only a few minutes.
After the wait however, the door opened, and in stepped a tallish man in a black suit that was in direct contrast to the white walls around him. He wore sunglasses, and his hair was combed in a stylish fashion. Would Charger have been to his full senses, he would immediatly have figured out this guy was some sort of agent, or at least working for some dark company. The guy just showed it. As the man closed the door, he looked at Charger.
'Well well, the famous Charger, caught at last. And so easy on top of that...' the man snickered as he came to stand next to him, taking of his sunglasses and cleaning them with a small white cloth. 'You must feel pretty screwed over, don't you big boy?'
'What the hell are you talking about?' Charger mumbled, slowly blinking his eyes as he was still exausted and depleted. 'Who the hell are you? Where am I?'
The man grinned down at him.
'You have a lot of questions... for a freak,' he said.
This sharpened most of Chargers senses. He never liked being called a freak, and the few people who dared call him that never lived to tell. This guy was playing with his life, but probably knew he was save because of the confines of the leather belts. Charger just grumbled, not trying to show he was coming to his senses fast. For now he played dumb, acting like he was still drugged.
'Fine, if you must know,' the man said. 'I'm agent Macker, but you can call me Jack if you want.'
'What about Jackass?' Charger remarked.
Jack grinned, then proceeded to stand at Charger head side.
'Ah, there we have the humour. I was waiting for that to show up...' he said, then with a quick move grabbed Chargers head and put him in sort of a headlock by simply pulling his head back. He stared into his eyes, and Charger stared back with the dangrous tiger eyes he always had. 'But you better be carefull who you make enemies with in here... understood?'
Without waiting for Charger's respons he let him go, then headed to the door.
'Enjoy,' he said, then stepped out the room, and left Charger alone once again. Alone with himself, and with his fear.

[T-nex]

"WOW!!" Kix yelled as she watched Fisher grow into a dragon.

She was stunned for a few seconds.

"So dragons really exist..." she muttered lowly.

She lay down, not saying anything. She was speechless.

"Krisha?" She then asked.

Krisha was too busy searching inside Silvias body. She stopped eventually.

"Well she's just unconscious that' al-" She was about to say when she saw the Dragon.

She stared at the dragon, then she stared at Kix.

"Um... Kix... That's a dragon..." she said in a low tone.

"Yea i know..." Kix repsonded, and looked a bit around, "Hmm.."

"We should heal Silvia quickly before anything happens. She's just uncinscious that's all, it shouldn't be hard to wake her up." Krisha said.

Kix nodded and went to silvia, put a paw on her head, and let a light touvh her.

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In the meantime Akky, Akky had found Dave. she snuke behind some bushes, and watched him. he noticed he still had his gun. Why Fisher had been so scared of it he didnt know, but maybe there was a reason ti it. He wanted to strike when Dave at least expected it. This was a pretty good moment, so he snukke a bit closer, and then leaped at him.

[Dave]

Fisher knew in the back of his mind that he had become too big and snake-like to maneuver effetively enough to really fight Pseok. But he had also expected the eagle to transform into the phoenix, and it seemed Pseok wasn't entirely confident. In Fisher's mind, this made for a more balanced battle.
When Pseok tried to home in on Fisher's eyes, Fisher easily bent his head down and out of the way of Pseok's tearing claws, sending the eagle harmlessly by.
Fisher bent around and trained his sights on Pseok, and breathed a wide, flat arc of fire at Pseok. Fisher knew that if the eagle was paying attention, he'd likely know to fly below or above the fire and easily avoid it, but he was hoping to catch him panicked.

Meanwhile, below, Dave was gaining ontrol of himself, and it occurred to him that he should try and shoot at Fisher. He was taking careful aim at Fisher's heart, or what he thought was where his heart would be. But he had the feeling that it wouldn't matter where Fisher was shot, so long as he was the one to do it.
He had finally steeled himself to shoot when, just before he could pull the trigger, something leapt at his back.
Dave let out a cry and twirled around, trying to see what it had been. He saw a flash of black fur, and he realized it was Akky.
"Get off me, you idiot! I have to get Fisher!" Dave muttered, not knowing that Akky was in cahoots with Fisher.
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Blaze and Streak shared identical looks of disbelief when Olivia bid them good bye and good luck.
Art, meanwhile, was moaning. He turned to Kaira. "I didn't misplace this one! I was looking right at it and it disappeared! Guns don't just f***ing disappear!"
Blaze turned to Art as Streak went off to catch up with Olivia.
Blaze: "Art, think this out logically." He realized the situation, then amended himself. "Or rather, try to puzzle it out knowing what we know."
Art grumbled. "That guy Fisher might have taken it."
Blaze: "Unlikely. I doubt he would need a gun to fight with."
...
---
Streak jogged to catch up with Olivia. "Hey! I don't think you're telling us all you know."

[Splat]

Elfair stared as hard as she could at the pure white of the wall. It didn't last long; every few seconds she'd lapse into a moment of blinking while her eyes recovered, but slowly she was adjusting herself to the glare. The thought of trying to escape when she was half blinded by the walls themselves was not attractive.

Unlikely as that was, it was the only thought that kept her from despairing.

Her clothes had been removed some time when she was unconscious and she was now wearing a simple white surgical gown. Only her confining gloves and boots were left on, leaving her feeling trapped and defenceless.
But that was nothing to the mask they'd fixed round her face, preventing her from opening her mouth. It was something like the one worn by Hannibal Lector in some film or other she couldn't remember the name of, but simpler, only her jaw was covered and it was held tight by leather straps under her chin and round her head. Psychologically it was like they'd chopped off all her limbs: her mouth was her key to life.
Like Charger, Her ankles and wrists were bound to the table, effectively stopping her from moving. She was facing the door and away from the wall where the mirror was; like Charger she guessed people were watching her through it. And of course they knew she was awake, she'd been thrashing in her bonds a few minutes ago like an animal.

Finally the door opened and a man all in black stepped through, from shining black shoes to dark glasses. He was carrying a clipboard. For all she reacted she could have been blind and deaf.

The man glanced at the board in his hand and then at her, resting on her dark hair and dull eyes. She clenched her jaw with hate and despair at her confinement. What she would have given to be able to attack the man now. She was aching with hunger; she needed food more frequently than a human. A normal human, she corrected herself. Anyway, if they knew how hungry she was likely to be they didn't seem to care.
"We've been looking around, and we think we've worked out who you are," The man said blandly, "There are three untraced girls who were bitten by wares near the area you were reported. let's see..." He consulted his clipboard. "Rachel Byreson?" Elfair didn't react. "I thought not, she would be younger... Elfair Deccar?" She stayed still. "Amy Gibbs?" He seemed satisfied with her silence and stepped back to the door. He turned before leaving and finally showed some emotion.
It wasn't, however, a pleasant emotion. "Stay silent now if you think you must. You'll be speaking soon enough, perhaps shouting even. Screaming louder than you ever have before. You'll be here for a long time. Get used to it." He left.

Still unmoving, still unspeaking, tears trickled down Elfair's cheeks.

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Pseok dropped to avoid the flames, pulled into a very swift dive and then up again to wheel round for another attack on Fisher-dragon.
The fire had a strong effect on Pseok, even though all it did was singe his tail-feathers. But for so long fire had meant nothing to him. suddenly finding himself unable to change was somewhat of a shock. When he'd got himself in these dangerous situations he'd expected to be able to change and get out of them quickly. by the looks of it it now seemed he would be fighting this one out on his own: something he hadn't done for too long.
He found himself panicking and swung round to lonce again swipe his claws at Fisher, aiming for his neck, oblivous to the fact he was unlikely to even mark the dragon's scales.

[Dave]

Fisher couldn't see Pseok rising back up through his own bulk. But when the eagle did, in fact, scratch at his throat, there were indeed marks made on Fisher-Dragon's scales. It was far from enough to stop Fisher in his tracks, but it served as a wake-up call. Fisher realized that Pseok wasn't going to go down easily.
Fisher saw that Pseok was trying to gain some distance. Before the eagle could get too far away, Fisher took a swipe at the eagle with one of his own not inconsiderable claws.

[T-nex]

"Well... I'm sorry, I can't let you do that." Akky said in a scornful voice.

She quickly used a spell of quickness, and rapidly leaped at the gun Dave was holding. He wasn't going to let him get away, not this time. Being made a fool of infront of someone powerful ticked him off, and he was gonna get his revenge soon.

[Havoc]

OOC: Yes yes people, time for a new character.

Name: Jack Macker
Age: 37
Species: Human
Appearance: Is often found wearing a black bussiness suit, with shiny shoes, a nice tie and often has sunglasses on. His overal stature is daring and dangrous. It's his usual calmth that seems to make him appear so dangrous.
When in the field, he usualy also carries a Walther PPK in a holster underneath his jacket.
Bio: Not much is known about Jack. In fact, his entire history is one big gap, even to himself. Right up to the point where he got the job he has now. A Dimensional Containment Officer, but the term Agent or DCO are more commonly used. The history of Jack as a DCO will become clear as the plot develops. It's one of those moments where I like everyone to be in suspense .

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Jack stood in the observation room seperating the two rooms Charger and Elfair were in. There was a window on either side, giving a good look into both rooms. Obviously, these were the mirrors Charger and Elfair saw from the other end.
When the DCO that had just been with Elfair entered the observation room, Jack looked up to him.
'Well?'
The man looked down on his clipboard.
'The girl is probably one Elfair Deccar. Age seems to match.'
Jack nodded.
'Good, thank you.'
The fellow DCO didn't leave the room yet though. He stood for a moment, then looked with a questionable look at Jack.
'What are we going to do with her? We wern't authorised to capture her, just the other guy.'
'Yes, it's a nice bonus don't you think?' Jack asked on a convincing tone. 'Charger led us right to a ware, which we didn't even know was there. I don't think management is going to mind, do you?'
The guy just stared at him for a moment, then shook his head in submission and headed for the door.
'Oh one more thing,' Jack noted on a strict tone. 'Find out how surveilance missed her...'
Then he just stood looking trough the window as his co-worker shut the door behind him. Elfair was in fact a rather... attractive... girl. Wouldn't it have been for the little excessive hair and the dull fade eyes.
He moved tordwards the door, and moved swiftly into the room where Elfair was.
'Why hello there,' he remarked on a sarcastic tone, slowly walking up to her. He had taken off his sunglassed and put them in his chest pocket. 'I heard you're not much of the talketive type, are you?'
He circled around the table, checking out her body as he talked. Very agile... a little muscular. He gently licked his lips.
'It's a shame...' he said, softening his voice a bit. 'What they will do to you won't be pretty... by the time they are done with you... not much will remain of this...' he stopped for a moment to take a breathing pause. 'This... beautifull body of yours.'
He took yet another step closer, extending his arm to her chest.
'Would be a shame indeed...' he mumbled partialy to himself as he stroked his hand over the surgical gown she was wearing. 'So you better start talking...'
He gave her a scary smile, which reflected mostly sadistic entertainment.
He headed back to the door, but stood still next to her legs and rested his hand on her inner tigh. He stared at her for a moment, and gave her a sort of short air kiss.

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'Well, not that many people we know off have the power to just magicaly take a gun of someone, are there?' Kaira pondered. 'Only Fisher, but I don't realy know anything about this magic any more. Kix and that other kitty seem to have some magic powers too, maybe they took it?'
She checked with herself to see if that made sense. But then figured that at this point, nothing made sense anymore.
Why couldn't Charger be here? He'd probably have a logical explaination on what happened and on what to do next.

---

What she didn't know was that Charger couldn't be there because he was still strapped to the table. He was indeed looking for a way out. But he quickly had to realize that there was not a single thing he could do. The straps were way to thick, no way he could break trough them.
He sighed, laid his head back, and tried to focus. But instead, the drug was having a little after effect, and it didn't take long before Charger dozed off again.

[Splat]

Pseok reacted too late. Dashing to the side he was caught by the side of Fisher's claw, not by the points, but the force knocked him out of the air into a small huddle of trees below. Branches thrashed at him as he tumbled, slowing his fall enough so that when he hit the ground he wasn't badly injured, no more than bruised. He was lying flat on his back as his brain slowly caught up with his body in time to tell him he was feeling dazed and wouldn't like to get up for a few seconds.

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Elfair had lapsed into a drugged state as Macker had walked in. She tried to wrestle herself back into awareness. She heard his voice but was slow to process the words.

But at his touch she began to come round.

At first it was just the strangeness of it; she'd been so long without human contact (not including fighting) that the feeling of the sensitive touch was almost alien.
But some voice in her head began to scream that this was worse than the fighting. This should not be happening, it was wrong, it was...
When his hand toucher her thigh she gasped. Her voice was muffled and warped by the mask that stopped her opening her mouth fully, and for some reason she could not bring herself to do more than whisper, "Stop touching me..."

The night passed when she'd been attacked by the phoenix, she thought afterwards that she would never be more scared in her life. Suddenly she knew she was wrong. this was a hundred times worse.

[Dave]

Dave groaned angrily when Akky knocked his gun away. He kicked out at the cat, not really caring whether he struck him or not, then dove for the gun. He thought fleetingly about what would happen if he shot Akky, decided he couldn't get away with it, then grasped it.
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(Havoc and T Nex will likely remember the character I'm reviving now, even if not by name.)
Name: Punch
Species: Marsilander
Info: A small mammalian creature whose saliva has incendiary properties. Quasi-sentient, has basic speech. Understandably causes much trouble. Art was once hired to try and catch Punch, but was "saved" when Art was distracted by meeting Charger and the others.

Punch had gone on his merry way after setting fire to the stinky old man house. This had been only a few days ago, when that Very Bad Man had been hunting him in the woods. Was it so terrible that he started fires? It wasn't always like he meant to. Usually. But still!
Punch had made his way north, mostly running. He could be quick if he wanted to. He didn't really have a place to go up north; it was just something to do.
Imagine his surprise at coming upon that same Very Bad Man here, talking with a Big Cat Man and a Big Orange Cat.
No time for that. He smelled ... fire. Not far. Maybe three hundred yards. But ... it was in the sky. Odd.
No matter. Punch was a clever marsilander. He'd find whatever was making that fire. Maybe they could be friends.
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Fisher-Dragon unleashed a loud, hellish chuckle. Short bursts of flame sputtered out of its nostrils as he laughed.
Now was the time to take the boy and go. With Pseok out of the way for this brief moment, Fisher-Dragon felt it had more than enough time to take the boy.
It turned and looked down at the lakeshore and, sure enough, there he was. Akky, foolish cat that he was, had knocked away the boy's infernal weapon. Marvelous, the dragon thought. I suppose that cat served a purpose after all.
But the boy was already reaching for the gun. Fisher-Dragon's eyes narrowed, and after a brief hesitation it lunged forward towards the shore.

[Havoc]

Jack displayed a small grin as she spoke. Then slid his hand a bit upwards before taking it off. He bend over her, untill he met face to face.
'Thats okay...' he whispered. 'You'll learn to like it eventualy... Don't worry.'
Then he backed off, still grinning his sadistic grin at her, before he headed for the door and stepped out of the room.

'Yo! Wake up, freak! Sleepy time is over!'
Charger heard Jack's voice in the distance as he slowly woke up again.
'You call me freak one more time...' he mumbled, still in pain.
'Then what?' Jack interupted. 'You going to stand up with that table attached to your back and squish me with it?'
He laughed at his own joke, then stood closer to Charger. With a quick move he closed his hand around his muzzle with a tight grip.
'Like I said before, tiger boy, you're not in the position to be making threats to me. So I suggest you stop it...'
Charger didn't listnen, his attention was focused on something else. A scent... a scent on Jack's hand. It smelled fermiliar...
He tried to track back, where had he smelled that scent before? He was possitive... it smelled somehow animal like.
The square! The alley! Thats where he picked it up! Now he remembered! But he still didn't know who's scent it was. But whoever it was had been so unlucky to end up in this place.
Charger slowly started to form a plan in his head, but it would involve some serious bluffing. He took a last strong sniff of the scent, then drew his muzzle back from Jack's hand.
'Sure...' he then spoke.
They stared at each other for a while, then Charger decided to act.
'Where is the eh...' he doubted for a second. Damnit, girl or guy, girl or guy! He focused on the scent in his nose, it tingled him somehow. 'The girl, that you caught along with me...'
He hoped desperately he got it right, because this was one hell of a bluf. He had no way of knowing she got captured, if she even got captured. He just had to hope he guessed right.
Jack grinned at him for a moment. A grin that went to a short laughter.
'Charger, Charger, Charger...' he spoke with a grin, looking at him.
'Well?' Charger asked nervously... would he buy it?

[Gretin]

OOC: I just remembered, Splat, didn't you say Pseok was immune to fire?

Even as an eagle he was unharmed by fire: another bizarre side effect of whatever that guy had done to him...

Anyway...

IC:

Olivia stopped and turned to Streak, "Oh? Then what do you think I know that concerns you?"

<•-•-•-•-•>

After her battle with Fisher, Silvia's world had gone black. But now she thought she heard a familiar voice, the voice of her sister... She tried to move and see, but couldn't. Soon enough, however, Olivia herself came into view. She walked straight up to Silvia and looked down on her.
"You see, Silvia, raw power alone will not achieve what you want. Only by skill can you do that. Skill, such as what you could learn if you would only come and join us! We could teach you such skill with your power that you could defeat anyone who stood against you; perhaps even Fisher!"
She held out both her hands towards Silvia with her fingers curled inwards slightly. Tiny streaks of what looked like lightning shot from her fingertips to the palm of each hand, then a larger streak shot out from each hand, meeting just ahead of Olivia to form one large blast, which then shot forth at Silvia.
Everything turned white for a few seconds, then Silvia woke up.
She opened her eyes slowly, then as she felt Kix's paw on her head she sat up quickly, startled. "Whoa, what happened?!" she asked quickly. Then she remembered, "I'm sorry... I... I couldn't stop him. He was too powerful..."
She hadn't noticed Fisher-Dragon yet...

[T-nex]

"It's ok..." Kix said, "You really did a good job though, you almost drained him dry of energy..."

She smiled.

"If i could only fly, I would have helped, we learned some real neat stuff at that uh... Clan." Krisha said, "And Kix, you should stop worrying so much about it... It's just black magic, and so what? It never did any harm, except for that Reviving spell."


Kix shrugged and then saw Pseok fall down.

"Oh no!! PSeok's gone... or well he's not in the air." Kix shouted, "You two go and find that Dave kid he was carrying."

She hurried in the direction she saw Pseok fall off. It was too far in her opinion, and she used a spell to speed up. Soon she caught his sence.

"PSEOK!! Where are you?" She yelled.

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Akky reacted quickly when Dave lunged at the gun. He cast a red lightball at the gun, sending it flying away, and then cast a green light at Dave which would paralyze any human.

"Don't try anything funny." he said coldly, and then noticed Fisher flying down, "Hehe, I wanna know what's so special about you... You're just anormal kid. You don't even seem from around here."

OOC: Hope it's ok with you Dave...

[Dave]

Streak rolled her eyes. "If I knew what I thought you weren't telling us I wouldn't have stopped you. Now sure, to me it's obvious: we go into town, find Charger, and save him. But I get the feeling you know more than you're telling is all."
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(OOC: T-Nex, it's cool, but I'm going to tweak it a bit, since Dave is a human from somewhere else)
Dave hissed in pain when the gun was knocked from his hand again. And then when the green light hit him, he felt strange. Almost like he couldn't move.
Hehe, I wanna know what's so special about you... You're just a normal kid. You don't even seem from around here.
Dave tried to move. With much effort, he began crawling towards the gun again. It wasn't easy; he felt a thousand times heavier. It was almost like in a dream, where you are trying to run as fast as you can, but you can't seem to move much faster than a snail. But he was, in fact, moving. He knew that Akky had a total advantage over him now, but that was unimportant. He needed to get at that gun.
A tremendous roar flashed from overhead. Dave knew what it was, and started to panic. He moved faster, but still far too slowly.
Fisher was closing the distance ... he didn't intend to kill the boy ... but to capture him. And it was nearly done.
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Punch came upon a figure on the ground. It looked like a big ... bird. But it was breathing heavily. It looked like it had been thrown there.
Punch felt worried, and did what any worried pet might do if it sensed an injury in it's owner: began licking at its face, trying to wake it up. It didn't occur to Punch that the saliva on his tongue would burn the Big Bird.

[Splat]

ooc: Sorry, I did post yesterday but it was deleted.

Sorry Gretin, forgot about that one . well it doesn't really matter except abou getting his feathers singed. In his panic it wasn't the most important thing on his mind, and finding he couldn't change he might have beeen worried about other powers he'd lost.

On with the show.


Pseok vaguely heard someone call his name. He stirred slowly, trying to remember what he'd been doing. When some animal suddenly appeared and started licking him he yelled and flopped over and pushed himself onto his feet. He regarded the animal somewhat wearily, this creature was something he'd never encountered before, but despite its size it looked no more dangerous than a bunny rabbit. Pseok edged somewhat uneasily away. A roar overhead suddenly reminded him what was going on and he yelled out, "Dave?"

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Elfair snarled at the man's back as he left, though he was facing the wrong way and didn't notice. (Which was probably a good thing, she noted some time later).

She couldn't bear to lie staring at the door any longer and turned her head to find herself looking at her own reflection in the mirror. It was something she hadn't seen for a long time and she lay staring at it, almost like two angry cats threatening each other. She suddenly thought of the people she suspected to be watching her on the other side of the mirror and turned to stare at the ceiling.

For once she had no idea what to do. Part of her (coincidentally the same part of her who was imagining feeling the man's flesh between her teeth at that point) wanted to scream and fight and rip at the straps that held her until either they broke or she died of exhaustion, whichever came first.
The other side of her told her to bide her time. To wait, to an extent comply with her captors (whatever that might mean) until she could take a better time to escape. The thought of what that might include was not enouraging, but as this was the same voice who'd determinedly told her what the man had done to her was wrong, she was enclined to give it a chance.

So now desperate with hunger and frantic with helplessness, she forced herself to relax.

And waited.

[Dave]

When the Big Eagle got up and started flopping around, Punch stopped and stared, terrified. When the Eagle called out, he ran off, scared.
---
Fisher had closed the gap between himself and the boy. As he landed his body collapsed into a humanshape again. Fisher looked down at the boy, struggling to reach the gun. Fisher didn't dare touch it, even to kick it away. Instead he looked down at Akky.
"Nicely done, Cat," he said, not without some gratitude. "Many thanks."
He looked down at the boy again. "You. Stand up."
Dave wouldn't have done so if he could ... but his body suddenly felt as though someone had seized him about the waist and was yanking him up to his feet. Dave and Fisher were soon at eye level. For a few moments, Fisher was genuinely shocked. He couldn't remember seeing such intense fear mingled with loathing in a human face, let alone the face of a boy this young.
But the feeling passed. Fisher smiled. "Well, well. Here you are. And now you're weaponless."
Dave wanted to spit in Fisher's face, but Akky's spell was still constricting his movements. The best he could do was make puckering noises with his lips, almost like he was blowing kisses.
Fisher chuckled. "Har har, Dave-o. You and I have some business."
I've got to stall him, Dave thought. I can't let him take me away yet. Dear god, where's Pseok?
And just then, Pseok's voice broke into the air. It wasn't distant, but it was maybe a little too far. "Dave?" he called out.
Fisher's head snapped in Pseok's direction. Dave thought he caught a glimpse of worry on this devil's face - something he would've loved to know for sure about.
Fisher looked back at Dave. "No. I know you can summon things to you, but I refuse to believe that you can rouse others to you with thoughts alone. You're human."
Dave wanted to say it was probably just a coincidence - not knowing that it really was just that, a coincidence - but still couldn't get out more than a garbled stutter.
Fisher's brow furrowed. "No. Shut up. Tell me how you did it."
Dave felt something let go in his throat. He gasped - a loud, wet noise - and started to speak, shakily at first. "I didn't summon him. What indication did I give that I was trying to bring Pseok to me?"
Fisher snarled, a rather feral sound. "Don't feed me that shit. I know you brought someone's breakfast to the mountain, and you took the bounty hunter's guns. You might not have caught it, but you did. Now you are going to cooperate with me!"
It was then that Punch arrived on the scene, unknown to Fisher and Dave. Punch took no interest in them, but rather in the cat nearby. Something about that cat threw him off. Punch thought it was dangerous. So he did the only natural thing for him: he charged at Akky, hoping to wrestle the Mean out of him.

[Gretin]

Streak rolled her eyes. "If I knew what I thought you weren't telling us I wouldn't have stopped you. Now sure, to me it's obvious: we go into town, find Charger, and save him. But I get the feeling you know more than you're telling is all."

Olivia sighed and put on a fake smile, "Ok then, what do you want to know? I'm not going to just go imparting random bits of knowledge."

<•-•-•-•-•>

It's ok..." Kix said, "You really did a good job though, you almost drained him dry of energy..."

She smiled.

"If i could only fly, I would have helped, we learned some real neat stuff at that uh... Clan." Krisha said, "And Kix, you should stop worrying so much about it... It's just black magic, and so what? It never did any harm, except for that Reviving spell."

"You know", started Silvia, "the weirdest thing is, I don't even know how that happened! It just... did..."

Kix shrugged and then saw Pseok fall down.

"Oh no!! PSeok's gone... or well he's not in the air." Kix shouted, "You two go and find that Dave kid he was carrying."

She hurried in the direction she saw Pseok fall off. It was too far in her opinion, and she used a spell to speed up. Soon she caught his sence.

"PSEOK!! Where are you?" She yelled.

"What? He was carrying a kid now? Last time I saw him he had some gunslinger, who was definately not a kid!" Silvia was puzzled, but headed off in the direction Pseok had been (presumably with Krisha). She stopped as she saw Fisher-Dragon landing and turning back to his human form in front of Dave. "Uh... would that be him there in front of Fisher?"

OOC: Silvia knows Fisher's name from the meeting with Slade and co. etc

IC:

Olivia, after having answered Streak, suddenly lifted her hand to the side of her head, looking down slightly and touching it with two fingers and the side of her thumb. Slade was communicating some information to her, but she couldn't let Streak see this so she had to handle it within her mind...

<•-•-•-•-•>

Above the lake where Fisher, Dave, and a bunch of other random people () were, a fireball suddenly seemed to erupt from the clouds and came hurtling down towards the ground near the two aforementioned characters.
About a metre or so above the ground, the fireball stopped suddenly, then the fire went out, revealing Daniel (bet you all saw that coming). He dropped neatly down to the ground and walked up to Fisher and Dave.
"Fisher? This is unexpected!" he said, on identifying him. He looked at Dave, then back at Fisher, "It seems we both seek the same thing, though your methods are questionable."

[T-nex]

Akky was about to say something when the two new people arrived, but felt something push him away, which interrupted his spell on Dave. He shook his body, and saw a strange creature. it looked... Familiar. Then he remembered. The animal place, the knife. He still had the knife strapped to his body under his belly. In his rage he leaped back at the creature forgetting all about Fisher and Dave. They'd sort something out.

-----

"PSEOK?" Kix asked aloud when she saw the bird, "PSEOK! Follow me! The Kid's in that direction."

She ran over to him and nodded in the direction.

"C'mon!" She said and rushed towards Feisher and Dave.

----

Krisha was startled.

"Oh no..." she muttered as she saw them.

Something inside her told her that this boy had to get free from fisher. The feeling grew so strong, she'd do anything to get him free. But as Slade and Daniel appeared, and akky got attacked, she hesitated for a moment. Apparently Akky's paralyzing spell had been interrupted. She thought no more and ran towards Fisher, Creating a massive Lighteningball, which she eventually threw at fisher. All this happen in a few seconds.

"Dave!! RUN!! NOW!" She yelled, and was relived when she saw Kic run towards them in the distance.

No way would she be able to take out three powerfull magicians herself, but she knew Kix was very powerful. But for now, She was prepared for whatever attack they might come with.

[Dave]

Streak was unsure what she was going to say, but was saved the trouble when Olivia put her hand to her forehead and grew stony and silent.
She was unsure what this meant ... and could only watch.
---
Punch, now with his wind up and ready for a fight, leapt back at The Mean Cat. He tried to bite into his back as he leapt forward.
Meanwhile, Dave felt Akky's spell let go of him, though he had no idea that it was Punch who had interrupted it. He had to move fast, before Fisher realized what had happened.
Dave, usually never one to risk doing something that could get him killed, was about to dive for the gun when a fireball burst out of the air, hurtled to the ground, and revealed the form of a man.
"Fisher? This is unexpected!" he said, on identifying him. He looked at Dave, then back at Fisher, "It seems we both seek the same thing, though your methods are questionable."
Fisher turned upon this newcomer - Daniel, Fisher's mind picked up. One of Slade's.
"It would seem your methods involve letting someone else subdue who you're after and showing up to claim him yourself." Fisher was near the edge.
Dave took advantage of this extra time to dive for the gun. Fisher saw out of the corner of his eye, but was, remarkably, too slow to react. He was nearly ready to attack when he saw Dave held the gun. He froze in his tracks.
Then, amazingly, a ball of lightning arose from Krisha's direction - though neither Dave nor Fisher knew she was there - and launched itself at Fisher.
For a brief, critical moment, Fisher was so nervous about being shot that he forgot about his near immortality and vanished to avoid the ball of lightning.
"Dave!! RUN!! NOW!"
Dave didn't stop to ponder who had said this. He turned and ran for it.

[T-nex]

Krisha ran back to Kix and Pseok who were ontheir way. She jumped on Pseok's back, and pulled kix with her. She didn't care if Pseok wasn't prepared for this, she was fearing for her own life.

"Pseok quick, go get the boy before Fisher and the others get him!" She yelled.

Kix Was prepared to launch anything at the three men if they would attack. she cleverly surrouned herself, Pseok and Kix in a magical shield, which would stop any kind of magic, well almost.

"yea go get Dave, the shield only stop magic." Kix said rushedly.

---

Akky was a bit slow at reacting, so he felt a painful bite on his back. This refreshened him. He always was a bit hesitative on using his magic side, because he always thought he could handle himself without them. But now, he went completely mad. He cast fireball after fireball at Punch, and continued till he'd hit him.

[Splat]

Feeling like he'd missed the plot entirely, Pseok was slow to react. He wasn't even sure who (or what, it felt like a small something actually) had just jumped on him, but recognising that Dave may in fact be danger he took off, trying to balance his weight with the sudden arrival of a second something who was also yelling something about saving Dave (like he couldn't work that out for himself), and flapped slightly more clumsily than usual to the fleeing human.
He landed awkwardly beside him and took the opportunity to turn back and check on his unexpected passengers who he realised where the two cats he'd almost eaten when this whole mess started. "Hey, get on. If you hold one of the cats I can swing round and pick the other up in my claws and it'll be a whole lot more comfortable for everyone concerned." He added as an afterthought, "Especially me."

[Havoc]

He hoped desperately he got it right, because this was one hell of a bluf. He had no way of knowing she got captured, if she even got captured. He just had to hope he guessed right.
Jack grinned at him for a moment. A grin that went to a short laughter.
'Charger, Charger, Charger...' he spoke with a grin, looking at him.
'Well?' Charger asked nervously... would he buy it?

Jack looked down on him.
'Yes, we caught her. Thanks to you...' he said, trying to talk guilt into him. Apparently not aware that it wasn't easy to talk guilt into Charger unless it involved people he cared about. 'Thank you for that...'
Charger grunted. He had no idea who this other person was, but he could definatly use it to his advantage. Or so he hoped.
'Where is she?' he asked on an acted upset tone, pretending like he cared.
Jack grinned at him.
'Don't worry, she's right in the other room...' he said teasingly, thinking back to the 'flirt' he just had with Elfair. 'You're so close... you can probably hear her scream...'
He pure sadistic laughter escaped him.
'You better leave her alone... if you know what's good for you...' Charger growled at him.
'Or else what?' he grinned. 'You still don't get it do you? You can't go anywhere!'
He grabbed one of the belts and pulled it up.
'You see this? That's not breakable, not even by you!'
With an upset gesture he threw it back in place, then stood back.
'But don't worry, I'l try to be carefull with that girlfriend of yours...' he paused for a moment. Looking straight at Charger, the tension was extreme. 'Just like your daddy was with your mommy...'
Chargers eye's grew, flashbacks raced trough his head. Martin back in the bar, the look in his eye's...
Filled with emotion he bared his teeth and looked after Jack full of anger.
'NOO!!! NOOOO!!!' he screamed as he tried to desperately break trough the belts. It didn't work. 'YOU LEAVE HER ALONE! JAAACK!!!'
He had to help her, he didn't know anything about who she was, but he didn't want this to happen to anyone.
'JACK! YOU LEAVE HER ALONE YOU BASTARD!!'

But Jack had already left the room, and seconds later stepped back in Elfair's room.
'Well well,' he said as he turned around to lock the door behind him. 'Your boyfriend seems to be worried about you...'
He approuched her, resting his hand on her leg again.
'But he doesn't have anything to be worried about, does he?'
Then he proceeded to lightly stroke her.
'You're in good hands with me...'

Charger was still strugeling to break free. When he suddenly saw something in the mirror. The strap Jack just pulled... it came free from the loop it was in. All that held it in place was the buckle... but if he could just wiggle that... out...
Franticly he proceeded to try and open it up.

Jack bend over to meet her face to face, and once again licked his lips.
'Just concider this... the last bit of fun... you'll have before they will start... cutting into you...'
He backed off again, and slid his hand up a bit.

[T-nex]

"Ok," said Kix, looking back at the evil men, "Krisha you get off, i need to keep this shield up."

Krisha nodded and jumped off. She thought for a moment.

"You know, this could actually work. With you as a shield, and me as a... Turret.... We're bound to be able to shake em Off. Now Dave, quickly get on!!"

While Dave got on, Kix looked at Akky, he was apparently too busy noticing her, which fit her well. But after this... It seemed to her like she didn't care about him, nor was she scared. He was just a stupid cat with great powers, but she was sure she'd be able to beat him somehow. Why else would the leaders have been so eager to get hold of her? Apparently she had something he didn't.

[Splat]

In the room between the two, a man sat, dressed like almost every other man in this place. The mirror to the ware's room had been blanked by the higher-up who'd been in here a few seconds ago, but he could see into the tiger's room. It'd just been left alone in there and it was struggling, writhing its arm. The agent leaned closer to look, suspicious.

It shrugged. Maybe Macker had proceeded with the tests sooner than planned, who knew what went through that guys head? The agent suddenly remembered the minotaur they'd found shot in the head at Los Santos Airport two nights ago and remembered he was supposed to have written up the report on it by this evening. He got up and hurried out of the room, nothing would happen while he was gone, right?

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Elfair was confused by the words the agent said as he entered the room. "Boyfriend?" He approached her and she prepared herself for what was coming. She shuddered as he talked about being 'in good hands', and then touched her. "You're disgusting," She hissed at him.

He leant closer to her and she thought for a moment he was going to kiss her. If he took off the mask it would be a great opportunity for her to get her own back. She imagined the bite in all its gorey detail in her mind.
The smell of his breath made her shudder again. When he licked his lips she felt that, had she not have been starving with hunger, she would have thrown up.

'Just concider this... the last bit of fun... you'll have before they will start... cutting into you...'
He backed off again, and slid his hand up a bit.

She'd been planning to ask what they were going to do with her, but that was simple enough for her to get the jist of. but when he began to move his hand up her leg she rephrased her question quickly, "What is it you want from me?"

If she could keep him talking and crooning over her for long enough he might slip up and do something stupid. She could already sense his desire. She just hoped it wouldn't come to him doing anything serious to her.

[Dave]

Dave, now on Pseok's back, was preparing himself for yet more flight. "Pseok, I need to try something. I want you to fly me near where Fisher is. I want to try and shoot him. I think he's afraid of me."
---
The fireball struck Punch on his snout. Marsilander's have no concept of humor, but if they did, Punch would have laughed. He didn't the the Mean Cat knew that fire didn't harm him. After all, his species had evolved to harbor self-igniting fluids inside their bodies.
But this attack made Punch more aware of the Mean Cat's abilities. A smaller marsilander would have run away, but Punch stood his ground.
His next bite would have to be more of a slobber than a bite. Punch ignored the fact that the cat had produced fire and thought that he might be able to use his own fire to combat the Mean Cat. It was his only weapon, after all.
He lunged towards the Cat, meaning to bit on it's front leg, hoping to drool a bit on it.

Fisher had reappeared near Daniel after the fireball safely passed. He looked around and saw that the boy had mounted that damned eagle, and that something - presumably one of those cats - was generating some sort of barrier.
Fisher pointed at it, meaning to blow up the cat responsible, simultaneously terrorizing the boy, the eagle, and the other cat ... but instead, the barrier emitted a dull flash, and nothing happened.
"Dammit," Fisher muttered. Powerful magic was afoot, and Fisher was most displeased to know that it was not his own. "David! Come here now! I swear, no harm will come to you."

[Havoc]

(OOC: Hope you don't mind me taking some very minor controll over Elfair here, Splat)

'What I want from you?' he almost whispered in an erie kind of way. 'I think we both know that...'
He proceeded to touch her still, and obviously enjoying it.
'And who knows...' he said, almost evil. 'If we're lucky, they won't start cutting into you for a few more days...'
He brushed his other hand past her cheek.
'Just imagine what fun we could have in that time...'

Charger continued to struggle his arm, untill he heard a door close. It came from the room behind the mirror. He couldn't tell if someone entered or left, and he kept dead quiet for a moment as he stared into the mirror. He had no idea if the coast was clear.
Then suddenly...

'No! Get off me!' Elfair growled at Jack, who by now had proceeded to roll up the surgical gown a bit, still touching her legs.
He smiled at her while he stood at the far side of the table, looking down on her.
'Don't worry, you'll like it,' he whispered.

Charger was instantly focused back on his objective. The girl! Jack! No! Immediatly he went on in trying to unbuckle the belt, and it started to come loose. After a few more seconds, the buckle shot open and Chargers arm came free.
'Finaly!' he mumbled to himself as he quickely proceeded to unbuckle his other arm and then his legs.

'Just be quiet and all will be well...' Jack said, taking off his jacket and throwing it in a corner of the room, together with the gun and it's holster. He looked down on her. 'That will only be cold on your skin...'
Then he climbed up onto the table, sitting on his knees inbetween Elfairs spread legs which we're still buckled up to the table. He could see the sheer fear in her eyes, and he was loving it.
Quickely he started to unbuckle his belt, then unbuttoned his pants... He could see the fear in her eyes growing with every move he made.
'Oh yes... this shall be...'
Right at that same moment, Charger came busting trough the locked door, breaking the lock and with wood splinters flying everywhere. Before Jack could even comprehend what was going on Charger had already grabbed him by the neck and threw him off the table onto the ground. He picked him up right away, sending him head first into the mirror. It didn't break, bit it did burst. After Charger bashed his head into the mirror a couple of more times though, it did break. The glass shattered all over the ground as Charger looked down on Jack. When he was sure the guy was out cold, he threw him in a corner. He then turned to Elfair, looking at her for a moment. Poor girl...
'Are you okay?' he asked, nervously.

[Gretin]

OOC: Wow, this is a lot of posts 12 or so hours! By the way, T-nex, it was only Daniel who showed up, not Slade.

IC:

"It would seem your methods involve letting someone else subdue who you're after and showing up to claim him yourself."

Daniel held up a hand, "Oh no, don't get me wrong. I was not informed you were here. And now I know, I'll leave you to it."
He turned, and was about to walk away when...

Dave took advantage of this extra time to dive for the gun. Fisher saw out of the corner of his eye, but was, remarkably, too slow to react. He was nearly ready to attack when he saw Dave held the gun. He froze in his tracks.
Then, amazingly, a ball of lightning arose from Krisha's direction - though neither Dave nor Fisher knew she was there - and launched itself at Fisher.

Daniel reacted instantly, jumping between Fisher (although Fisher had vanished before Daniel landed) and the ball of lightning and holding out both hands. The lightning stopped in front of Daniel's glowing hands and seemed to get sucked into them. Then he turned back towards Dave to see that he was climbing on the eagle and Fisher had reappeared.
Daniel held up a hand and the ball of lightning he had absorbed blasted out of it, only to hit Kix's barrier. He stood looking at the two cats for a moment, sensing their power to work out the appropriate counter for it.
Then he realised it; the shield could stop magic passing through, but he didn't have to use his power on them directly. He smiled and held his hands out as if he was holding a bow. Flames started spurting out above and below his hands, then they formed the shape of a fiery bow. The flames went out, leaving a completely functional bow in Daniel's hands. He quickly formed an arrow in the same way, but let the tip continue burning as he loosed the arrow and let it fly towards Kix, who he sensed was creating this shield...

<•-•-•-•-•>

Silvia ran after Krisha as she ran to Pseok, but by the time she got there he had already taken off. She moved after him a short distance, until she could watch what was happening, not really knowing what to do...

<•-•-•-•-•>

Olivia looked back up at Streak, "Well? Don't waste my time, I do have other things to do, you know."