Sar/Gifted's gifted 2.0

[Doom]

With the inhuman screech, I decided that a casual walk in the woods wasn't going to cut it. In unison, the three of us broke into a run, Fix dropping Barnaby as we sped forward.
"What was that?" I panted as I ran.
"Perhaps I was right, and you were wrong?" Dreamcaster mocked through thought. "Whatever it is, it's just received an invitation to kill us."
Glancing behind me as we ran, I spotted-
*points at Sparrow (what is it?)*

[Gifted]

Arianna was irritated, obviously. She couldn't do anything to them.

At about that point, a huge telekinetic force pushed kenny, sending him flying into one of his associates, who was sent flying into another, creating a domino effect. Joan Wenkeling, instantly recognisable by her wavy brown hair and thick green turtleneck sweater, steppedout so she was visible. She looked briefly at the group. "Run idiots, run! I'll catch up later!" she shouted.

[Sparrow]

It is none other then Jack.
Running fulls speed with the use of his spider limbs. Upon seeing Doom spot him on the glance back he shrieks in a hissing rage. The mental wave had set him off on the attack, and now his soul goal in life was to permanently silence this group.

[Doom]

In that moment, I could have sworn I felt a vibrant "!" materialize above my head.
"JACK! NONONONONONONONOOOO!" I shouted, frightened beyond measure by finally meeting the terror Jack.
"What now, genius?" Dreamcaster asked, clearly annoyed, but not necessarily scared.
My thoughts raced, my resourcefulness failing me. Then I remembered something and glanced to Fix.
"Fix! You can take him!" I called to him, then grabbed him by the shoulders and tossed him to the ground without breaking stride.
Fix, screaming as I sent him to the ground, curled up, terrified of any bug that was larger than him. He activated his power, his entire form becoming impenetrable, but paralyzing himself in the process.

[Sparrow]

Jack comes to a slow stop while keeping a fixed lock on Fix. Onece standing nearly over him he watches, the only sound he makes is the clicking of his jaws.
That kid had actually pushed this one to the ground to save himself. That was low.... And if there was one thing Jack hatted, it was low people.
He darts a raged glare up at Doom, this culprit was his target now. With a screech he takes off, back on the chase.

[Gifted]

"oh shit!" I cried, stopping dead in my tracks. Jack? as in, Sparrows unholy terror Jack?
you think you could help them? Jack is bloodthirsty! I stayed well clear of him.

[Doom]

*The sacrifice is not appeasing. Doom is doomed!*

"Crap! I forgot that Jack has morales! We're doomed!" I shouted, running alongside Dreamcaster.
Looking over at me, he grinned, saying, "Actually, you're doomed. He's after you now, kid. In the future, try not to sacrifice your allies."
He darted in another direction and ceased running.
"Dreamcaster, you bastard!" Was all I could say before he was out of sight. I continued running like mad, regretting my rash decision and poor fitness.

[Raven]

"I'm afraid not. And if it's something you don't take, someone could get hurt," Kenny replied. From the perfect side, directly between where Arianna and Skylar were protecting, Kumair raised a hand, his mask dissolving at the movement to reveal a boy of less than ten, and was about to lash out with his power when he was knocked to the side. However, a few remained standing as Sophia, realizing what was happening, redirected the fall of the next person, and thus saved the remaining three. She spun around to face Joan as the remainder of the group struggled to recover the blow.
I instantly recognized Joan, and though I should have realized the danger, all I could think of what World Domination Joan. Good Joan. Someone I trusted more than probably any character from any creator. "Come on," I hissed to Sar, and started running. I was sure Joan could handle herself.

[Gifted]

Arianna took one look at Joan, nodded, and ran. She wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Joan did her best to throw Sophia. if she didn't somehow inexplicitly dodge an invisible telekinetic power (stranger things have happened) she would be thrown twenty, thirty feet in the air.

[Sar]

If Seamus were in human form her would have rolled his eyes. Another person just wanting to do the right thing. It didn't bother him. The chance to fight? The chance to kill? He could live with this.
Of course
His body appeared in front of her and his contract started to glow, a sign he was under command. His brown eyes matched the color of her now glowing contract. He gave a quick bow and then he ran towards the treat. He ran on his toes, with his arms out stretched behind him, almost looking like her were gliding.
Watch for traps around you

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I turned and started to run with Rave. 'Thank God for running in the morning,' I thought to myself.
Skyler was right behind me, and I could tell he was annoyed. He may have not been a cold blooded killer like the other but he still had the honor to be ashamed of running away.

[Gifted]

I smiled. He was definately powerful. Is it odd that I was proud I'd been found by such an awesome protector?
Feeling more confident, I followed, watching carefully for traps, listening hard for the footsteps of Jack or his prey - either would do, as Jack was about to be incapacitated - and following them.

[Sparrow]

Still keeping up pace behind Doom Jack didn't notice that others had arrived yet. He suddenly stops dead in his tracks but only to spray a jet of webbing at Doom.
Whether or not it caught him he didn't know, because it was just then he spotted Seamus coming. Curiously he tilts his head, not seeing reason for this one to appear. However he quickly goes on the defense, drawing himself closer to the ground in order to better protect himself.

[Doom]

"Sonofabitch!" I shouted as the webbing caught me, bringing me to the ground. "Don't kill me! Please don't kill me!" I bet I looked rather pathetic to any onlooker who spotted me, begging for my life while tangled in webs.

[Raven]

Sophia didn't precisely dodge it, she merely countered it, throwing the force of her own telekinetics against that of Joan's. Kumair, who had managed to sit up, slashed at Joan's legs.

I just kept running. If only we didn't have so far to go. Because the fact was, I was made for speed, not stamina. The most I could do was run two laps, and then I would have an awful stitch in my side for a good ten minutes that almost caused me to stop breathing. Still, I kept running, gripping my friend's hand so tightly I might fear to cut off circulation.

[Sar]

The data was off. As far as creations go, he was human.. But not. He was defensive, meaning lack of confidence in his surrounding. Percentage of there being a trap was down. He held his hands together behind his back. 'Aiming....' He was finally close enough. He made contact and sent his first attack. The ability to cause pain. To have the brain misread and make the body believe in a burning pain around their body. He was still 30 yards away, planning the next move as he continued to sprint towards it.