Sar/Gifted's gifted 2.0

[Sparrow]

Jack yelped in pain and quickly backed up in a panicking tripping fashion. In defense he tucks his spider limbs in close to protest his more human self. The pain would prevent him from going anywhere for awhile. At least with the use of his spider limbs.
He makes small pained clicking sounds as he waits for the next expected attack. However he hears Gifted at least partly defending him, so for that she would more likely be off his list.

[Sar]

With that command he stopped. The frustration of stopping was enough to turn him on the girl, but that would just end up hurting the both of them. He back away from the pathetic creature. "As you wish" He then disappeared and reappeared by her side. "I hope to have completed the task," The same small bow followed his words.

[Gifted]

I, quiet honestly, was shocked he actually listened to me. "Thank you." The surprise was obvious in my tone. Then I raised my voice. "You guys! It's safe! Come back!" and I started to run after them.

[Doom]

"Hey! People! I'm still stuck! Help me!" I shouted, struggling against the webbing. Before anyone could come to my aid, however, Fix jumped from the trees, a smirk on his face. I looked up at him, smiling a bit nervously.
"Oh, hi Fix. Sorry about, you know, leaving you for dead. No hard feelings, right?" I asked.
Rather than answer, he kicked me with surprising force. I immediately regretted making him so muscular. I was just glad his powers couldn't augment his strength, but that didn't stop his second kick from nearly breaking my ribs. After a few solid blows more, he stopped, sighing with satisfaction.
"Of course I have no hard feelings. After all, I don't die all that easily." He mused.
Coughing up blood, I glared at him, taking a mental note to kill him off when I got out of here.

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Near the fallen Arianna, a devilish cackle could be heard.
"What's the matter? A little out of shape, child?" Asked a raspy, chilling voice.

[Gifted]

Arianna heard the voice and her heart sank. Already? Really? She looked up at whoever it was who was speaking and tried to prepare her one remaining defense.
She was glad those she was protecting were not here. If she failed, they wouldn't have to die for this.

[Doom]

Barnaby smiled his crooked, fiendish smile down at her, musing, "You look a bit tuckered out. Shame. I figured I'd at least get a good chase as my first kill of the night." He shrugged, crouching next to her. "I guess not, then." He threw his arm to one side, and a blade of ice materialized over his hand. He held it in front of himself, admiring it, then looked to Arianna. "Go on. Call for help. Beg for your life. Use what remains of your breath to save yourself."

[Gifted]

Arianna simply whispered two words. "Burn out."
Black fire erupted from her hand and shot at the icicle, engulfing it. Any power stronger than hers would be negated, but it would do no damage to Barnaby. Knowing she only had seconds, she scrambled away on her hands and knees and tried to push up to her feet.

[Doom]

Barnaby stumbled backwards, stunned by the sudden flame, but grinned, then stood.
"Ah, so this will be interesting after all." He flicked his hand aside, turning his head and popping his neck as he strode toward Arianna. He shot forward with a kick, attacking without his power.

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Dreamcaster approached Fix and me, waving his cane at Rachel. Fix, who sat on me, stood, bowing lightly to Dreamcaster.
"Good to see you, sire." He whispered. At this Dreamcaster smiled, looking to me.
"Your pet's got a death wish, Dreamcaster. I'll kill him, I swear it." I grumbled, still strung up in the webs.
Dreamcaster turned to me, shaking his head, then telekinetically removed the webs. I got to my feet and stumbled about, gingerly gripping my bruised ribs.

[Gifted]

Arianna took the kick and went flying into a tree. She only had one attack, an incredibly fast burning fire that would whip through the grass in less than a second, travel up Barnaby's body and sear intensely, but would be gone in seconds. But Burn Out wasn't going to cut it alone, so she activated the only other attack she could use while bound. "Flash Fire!"


That's about the time when I broke though the trees, where I skidded to a dead stop. "You! Were you the ones who sent the signal?"
((Btw, my name is spelt with an extra a. Rachel is our old Australian friend. Rachael is me, the Canadian ))

[Doom]

*My bad*
Barnaby's skin hissed and smoked as the Flash Fire struck him, but he remained standing. Laughing as he walked along, Barnaby began to pat down himself down with a frozen hand.
"Fire and ice tend to make for glorious battles. Although, something tells me you aren't much of a fighter." He said, ignoring the burns that had been inflicted on him. With his free hand, he conjured a solid ball of ice and threw it at Arianna.

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I blinked at this stranger, and smiled, grateful that Dreamcaster's beacon had actually attracted some friendlies.
"Why, yes we did. And, that monster was after us beca-" I halted and looked down, coughing up more blood. Wiping my mouth, I looked up, continuing, "Because the signal spooked him. Thanks for intervening back there. I would have been a goner if not for you."
Dreamcaster gave Rachael an inquisitive look, but said nothing. Fix stood behind Dreamcaster, looking her up and down as if reading the schematics to a complex machine.

[Sar]

I felt myself pulled back by Rave as she fell. I tried to pull her with me forward but could not. I fell forward and hit the ground. Exhausted, this place seemed perfect. Skyler gave a look of horror. "Melissa! Stay conscience!" He screamed but I started to drift off. As my eyes shut Skyler disappeared, leaving me on the ground next to Rave, my grip loosening from her's.

[Gifted]

Arianna used "Burn out" again. She had been a fighter before she was bound, but so much of her stregnth was taken from her that she no longer could. That didn't usually bother her though... she was usually left alone. She was going to have to Flash fire, then run again. Her body ached just thinking about it. But she didn't have a choice. She didn't want to die.

"That wasn't me, that was a friend of mine." I said honestly. Then I saw the boy who seemed to be the leader begin coughing up blood. "Holy crap! Are you okay? What happened?" Nobody in my roleplays ever coughed up blood unless the wound was really, really lethal. Or ou were a demon who screwed up your throat. But this didn't look at all like any of them.

[Raven]

Near the recently turned duo from trio, the egg continued making noise as the baby inside made its musical escape.

[Doom]

Barnaby, frustrated that he'd missed with his ice ball, cringed at the second Flash Fire, his skin glowing. He lurched forward, panting.
"You can't run forever, girly....." He hissed, then stumbled toward her, obviously weaker and slower, but still trailing Arianna without relent.

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I raised an eyebrow, a bit perplexed by anyone actually caring that I was in pain. After all, one of my creations had done this, and the other couldn't care less.
"Uh, yea, I'm fine. Just a bit....bruised." I dropped my hands, looking her over more thoroughly. I could already tell that she wasn't any of my characters, or, as far as I knew, none of the others' characters. Which meant she was a creation I'd never read of and knew nothing about, or....
"Who are you, exactly?" I asked.

[Gifted]

"Bruised? You're coughing up blood! Are you bloody insane?" I snapped. The question about my identity pulled me up short. "Well, my name's Rachael..." I said slowly, not sure if I should give up my online name yet.

"Watch me," Arianna said, shooting another Flash Fire and running parrallel to the way she'd seen the others run.