Adal laughed, "Me, scare this one. She doesn't seem the type to scare easy." he spoke out loud. Turning to Chris he said, "We don't need weapons, your power is special, that is true, but there are others which are much more suited to death and chaos. What you don't seem to realize is our organization is not geared towards fighting, we are trying to create a peaceful existence for all our kind. You have the knowledge to help us, however this is hardly the place to discuss such matters. As for Rae, no punishment awaits, it would be hypocritical of us if we were to go and do exactly what we claim to be fighting against. This doesn't mean she will retain the same position if she so chooses to return."
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Sam finally made it back down the mountain and into the city. He wasn't sure where he was exactly, he never studied the geography but he noticed he was in some sort of small city. There was an Airport nearby. Perfect. He made his way to the airport and entered. It wasn't busy, considering the size of the city, he didn't have to wait in line which was good. He went up to a rack that had U.S. maps and he pulled one out, studying it and seeing where the best place to go was. He needed to find something that wasn't too noisy, something that had people but not anything big "Georgia seems like a good Place to start. Atlanta. There is where i go. Sam walked up to the counter and asked for a ticket to Atlanta Georgia. She quickly typed up his information and smiled "Your lucky, we have a flight that leaves in Half an hour to Atlanta" She handed him the ticket "Any luggage?"
"No, no luggage" He intended to not have anything that would slow him down for his beginning
"Ok, well enjoy your flight. Go through Security there and you'll be waiting in the Lobby after. Next" She said to the person behind him. He smiled and went over to security. He went through quickly and waited in the Lobby, not long because his flight was called 5 minutes after he arrived. He went into the plain and quickly found his seat, not wanting any confrontation with anyone yet. He laid back as the Flight attendants prepared them for flight. They were quickly in the air and off to Atlanta.
[[btw, what city is Chris in? also, I am now here!!! Ps. to indicate thoughts I will bracket my thoughts with *'s. i.e. *no more hiding...*]]
*No more hiding, its time those reasoners felt my wrath.* thought Cameron as he marched through the local super store. Now that he had come out of hiding, he felt the need to wear normal clothes, and so was dressed in a pair of worn blue jeans and a black T-shirt. *the worst part of it all is that I don't know where to begin. How do I find the reasoners?* his thoughts drifted through the probabilities as he perused the canned aisle. In the back of his mind, he knew how, but the good part of him still resisted, still fought for what was right. He knew though, he knew there was only one way. So he let the evil take hold once more, bringing him closer to losing what was left of his sanity. There, in the middle of wal-mart, he lost control. The proverbial straw of his explosive rage was someone running into his cart, causing him to jam his thumb. The man apologized, but Cam had already given over, and now Amatsu Mikaboshi would surface. He raised his hand towards the man ominously, and clouds of dark magic began to swirl about his feet. Then he twisted his hand in a short, smooth movement, causing two large black streamers of smoke to slam into the man. Amatsu mikaboshi smiled as the man was sent flying 10 feet before smashing into a rack of DVDs, and then watched as his body rotted in seconds. That was the last thing Cameron remembered, from there on it was purely evil that controlled his every move. For those caught up in this, there was no hope.
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Chris nodded, her face still blank and expressionless. She thought... His question about where she would feel safest, was a hard one. She hardly felt safe anywhere. Except... "There's a place in Chicago I know about. Violet knows the place as well. I can give you the details later, but she'll-- well, freak out, to put it bluntly. She hates it, and I feel safer there. Where are the rest of you located? Yeah, it's not hard to tell that there are more." She smiled. Her face felt stiff. She couldn't remembered when she had smiled last, but it felt good. "Yes, both Rae and I know she may never get into that position again, but I'm relieved you agreed to that one." Rae then spoke. Her face was serious. Something just seemed to have occured to her. Something important. "Chris, did you make sure no one followed you into the city?" she asked, turning to her friend. Chris's brow furrowed. "Yeah, pretty sure," she said. Rae shook her head. "I dunno. I've just got a bad feeling about this place. Maybe we should go back to where Adal and Peter were stationed? Hey, it'd give me some peace," she added, when Chris rolled her eyes. But she couldn't shake the feeling something was wrong.
VIOLET: Violet followed Mina up the street. "So a Minder got to her," she said, sighing. "Well, it just means more trouble for us." Mina looked at her questioningly. Violet's eyebrows rose. "You didn't think we were going to just give up without a fight? No. We'll get my sister, one way or another. A couple friends are coming this way. Powerful friends. I'll take you to the rendevouz point in a little while. " Her mind was racing. She must not let a Minder catch Chris. She wanted to be the one who captured her-- the one who defeated her.
Peter looked over at Adal, then back to the girl. "He is the only other one of us that I know is here. If there are any others that I find, I will show them to you, I swear. Chicago, huh? I don't suppose that there'd be a place a little...closer...that would work, is there? I mean, we can go to Chicago, it just might take..." His thoughts trailed off as an idea popped into his head. He thought he could do it.
"Actually, I have an idea. I can take us to Chicago very quickly, but I'll need your help. I need you to picture the safe place in your mind. Picture it as clearly, with as many details as you can. I should be able to teleport us there." He hoped that she was able to picture this place clearly, otherwise he would have to find some sort of live feed, like a webcam or something. "Or we could just go back to my hotel. It's safe enough; no bugs," he said aloud.
Sam woke up to panic along the plane. His eyes shot open and he heard a woman scream and people trying to get up. He looked around and everyone was in the state of panic. He tried to listen to what was going on but he only needed to turn and see out the window to see what was wrong. He saw that half the wing was missing. Looking closer he could see some sort of black stuff along the part of the broken part of the wing. 'Did the engine explode?' What he also saw was the plane was going down, fast. He looked around quickly, trying to think 'I could materlize the wing back, but that would probably just destroy the wing again from the air pressure.' Everyone was now seeing what was going to happen, praying and waiting for death to come. He could see the ground coming up from the window "Hope this works" He lifted up his hand and then there was black.
He slowly woke to the remains of the plane. His body was torn and bleeding. He was trying to turn his head to find survivors but something painful was in his neck "Damn, this doesnt look good" he could hear faint noises coming from a little away, sounded like a radio "Any... respond.... position... Little Rock... respond...." He could only hear faint noises of the radio "Little... Rock?.... Arkansas?" Sam concluded this from what he could from the radio. He looked down and saw how bad his body was. He closed his eyes and debris started to disintigrate. His body started to self repair from the atoms he used from the debris. He could only repair so much to close his wounds "There..." he slowly fell unconcious.