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I don't care. Isaac thought. Hey, if you can tell if there are any mind readers, can you tell if there are any shadowmancers? He thought again, perking up a bit. He looked at Ekkid, hopefull that he might be able to get his shadow back a bit earlier than he thought.

Ekkid quickly searched the crowd. No. He said, shaking his head. He began to feel stiff again. He looked over at Shiloh, wondering if she would be able to make it without getting some sort of medical treatment. Will you make it, Shiloh?

Martio woke in a cold sweat. His body was covered in it, and he had a killer headache. He tried to stand but found that he couldn't. He tried flying, but found that he didn't have the ability to anymore. He gusted wind about, trying to get a general idea of the area he was in. The wind went on for a while, so he let a few licks of lightning sparkle the area to light. He was in a very large open enclosure, pinned down by some sort of magic. The magic weaved bars that were a black and deep purple. He tried with all of his being and couldn't lift the cage off. He pressed his hands to the dirt and found that the dirt began pushing up on the magical cage. An idea popped into his head. He visualized the dirt below him dropping him downward while the dirt around him raised to the cage. He found that the earth did just that.

I got Ekkid's powers! Martio thought to himself, experimenting with the dirt. He let the earth propel him around, using it almost like a wind tunnel that was constantly pointed in the right direction. He sealed up the area where the cage was, making it look like nothing had happened there. He moved away from the room, gradually coming up to the surface. He popped out onto the ground and looked around. He found himself in the forest again. He reached down and gathered some dirt armour for himself like he saw Ekkid do.

He was surprised that the headache was all that hurt on him. Ekkid must have done something right before impact that spared Martio much pain. He shook his head and the headache went away. He slinked low to the ground, looking at the different people that were circled around something on the ground. He tried switching into invisibility mode, but found that he couldn't. He cursed and punched the ground. A shockwave went through the plants, little sparkles of energy.

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'I'll be fine for now. But if the feeling doesn't come back in more than two hours...I can ride it out for now.' She crossed her arms. "I just wanna sleep," she said aloud, rubbing her eyes. She looked towards the school. "And I need air conditioning." A thought then struck her. "What about our room? We have no where else to-" She was interupted when a nurse came by, examining a cut on her arm. A soft growl was emitting from deep within Shiloh's throat, a glare coming across her face. "Would you stop that?! It's just a cut! If you really wanna help, I'd have about six motrons right now, the feeling back in my leg, my room and my stuff back, and I'b be ASLEEP!"
Yup. Shiloh's wasn't in the best of moods and didn't want people pestering her. The woman just looked at her, mouth closing and shutting. Shiloh ran a hand over her hair again and shook her head. "Sorry," she muttered and the woman nodded.
"Sit," she ordered. Shiloh looked over at her two friends with a 'shoot-me-now' look and sat in the grass, her eyes narrowed. The woman bustled off and came back with a few things, handing Shiloh a few motron. She swallowed them dry. Then, the woman began to dab at the burn on her leg and Shiloh tried her best not to make a face, biting down hard enough on her lip for it to bleed. Next, the nurse began to do something much like Shiloh had done with Ekkid, only to her leg with her own healing energy. Shiloh's nails dug into the dirt, knuckles turning white and she almost literally had to bite her tongue or else a few curses would have been let out.
Once the nurse was finished with her tasks, she looked over to Ekkid and Isaac. "Alright, anything wrong with you two?" she asked kindly and Shiloh simply sat where she was, pulling her leg up and wrapping her arms around it.
"I take it back...I don't want the feeling in it anymore. I'll kill Martio for this." She then stood and limped over to the other two. "I'll be telling you both one thing: A dozen things of motron and about a hundred things of coffee are on our shopping list. That and a few torturing devices."

The pain in Ekkid's body grew and forced him to sit down. He commanded the nurse's brain to come over and heal him. The nurse turned around, confused by her mind. She looked over at Ekkid, with a confused look in her eye. Ekkid nodded and motioned with his hand for her to come over. The stiffness in his muscles grew to where it was hard for him to move anything except his head. The nurse walked over and looked his body over. Ekkid sent thoughts into her mind of where to look. The nurse continued looking, even though her face still appeared confused. Ekkid listened in to her as she debated several things in her mind.

The woman finally focused on Ekkid's back. It had been temporarily healed by Shiloh's energy, but was now slowly sliding back into the fracture. The energy that had been holding the pieces together was dissapating. Ekkid stiffened to the point where all he could move were his eyes. The nurse began to heal his back, placing a lot of energy into it. Ekkid listened to her thoughts, seeing that she felt fairly confident about the outcome. She began working around, and Ekkid sent a stream of guiding thoughts to help her heal him better. The final piece of his spine shifted into place, and the pressure was off of his spinal column. Feeling suddenly rushed into all parts of his body at once, making his mind scream out in pain. A psychic blast went out like a shockwave in all directions, flattening everyone except him. The streaming connection that he had with the nurse screamed too. The nurse thought that these were her own thoughts, and panicked. She accidentally sent a surge of energy into Ekkid's back, vaporizing one of the lower bones.

Ekkid mind screamed out in pain as microscopic fragments of the bone erupted in all directions. They shot out and riddled the chest of the nurse. They also went the other way, embedding themselves in Ekkid's left hand, which rested on his stomach. Ekkid's mind screamed again, another psychic blast shooting out. A tear fell from his face, its salt mixing in with the blood and wounds on his hand. Ekkid collapsed forward onto the ground, unable to support his own weight any longer. His mind let out one last wail and he fell unconscious.

Martio's mind heard the wail from the confines of the forest. Martio felt a pang of guilt, knowing that it was Ekkid that was in pain. That was quickly erased when he remembered everything that Ekkid had done to hurt him. Martio felt that it was time to call on a friend, one that could help him do what needed to be done. He slinked away, more sure of himself and his mission now. Things were falling into place in his mind, and he was sure that he could pull it off this time. He slipped into one of the buildings, heading downward. He now knew what had to be done.

Shiloh cursed and crawled over to Ekkid, looking over her shoulder at Isaac. "He's unconsious again," she said, but was quickly shoved away by a few other nurses.
"HEY!" she yelled when another almost stumbled over her. "Stupid, dimwitted idiots!" She stood and tried to shove a few of them away, trying to get to Ekkid, but instead, someone else came over and pulled her away even though she fought against them. "Argh! Let. Me. GO!" she was beginning to get fed up with everything and felt it all building up. "Dangit! I have HAD it!" She whirled around, not even realizing that it was the headmaster who had a firm grip on her upper arm and she jerked away feircly. "Do NOT touch me, do not speak to me, and most off all - do NOT start telling me-"

"Shiloh." Suddenly, she went silent, realizing that it WAS the headmaster and looked up. She swallowed and quickly turned around, walking off briskly before she REALLY lost it.

Martio stopped at his destination. He tapped on the appropriate door, deep inside a forgotten part of the building. A slider opened and a gruff voice called out.

"Who are you?" The voice whispered.

"I am Martio, my lord."

"What do you want?"

"I would like your assistance in a person that has wounded me dearly. They have gone to the point of caging me with magic and stealing my powers." Martio said charismatically.

"What would you have me do?" The voice whispered.

"Well, I have a plan..." Martio outlined his plan to the voice, omitting nothing.

Isaac looked hopelessly from the Headmaster to Shiloh to Ekkid and back several times before running after Shiloh. He knew that the staff could take care of Ekkid. He called an apology to the Headmaster as he ran after Shiloh, hoping to calm her down before she hurt herself or someone else. He hated to see her upset. "Shiloh" He called after her, hoping that she'd stop for long enough for him to catch up.

Shiloh didn't halt until she was quite a ways away from everyone and basicly out of sight from them. She turned around and looked to Isaac, raking her fingers through her long hair many a times. She opened her mouth to say something a few times, but clamped it shut each time.

"I hope you are not wrong about this..." The voice said. Martio nodded, looking at the ground. It was forbidden to look at the hole in the door. "This will be my last stand. If you are wrong and we fail, I will not come back here. I could not take it. If you are wrong, it will mean the death of us. I am having a hard time remembering my old skills." The voice steadily changed from a quiet raspy whisper to a deep, strong demonic voice. The door suddenly thumped with the sound of a body striking it. Martio jumped back, averting his eyes. The man in the room sighed, and then gasped. Another strike hit the door, this one slightly different. Out of the corner of Martio's eye he saw the door disappear. He turned away, practicing sparking from one hand to the other. Once he was able to do that consistently, he heard some very strange noises coming from inside the room. He made the spark bigger and bigger. The hallway lit up with the spark. Again out of the corner of his eye, he saw a glint of metal. He whirled around out of instinct.

A giant squatted in the hallway. His skin was made of shining metal. Several spikes shot out from his shoulders. He squatted, looking at Martio with giant yellow eyes. The rest of the giant's body was covered in bright metal that emitted its own aura. Martio quickly scrambled to kneel down. An apology mumbled its way out of his mouth. The giant mumbled its own response. Martio looked up at it with awe in his eyes. His heart trembled in fear at the beast, but his mind was in awe at the size and raw power evident in the giant. He smiled, proud to be in alliance with such a force to be reckoned with. He also smiled, the back of his mind thinking about what kind of damage this beast could do to Ekkid and his foolish followers. The beast took a large step toward Martio and knelt down. A smirk graced its lips as it said in its deep voice,

"My name is Alexander."

Isaac didn't know what to say. He was acting in a similar fashion to Shiloh, starting to say something then stopping in the middle of it. In the back of his mind he thought that they must look like two fish. He vied for the one thing that he thought as true. "I don't know what to say..."

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Back at the school, a girl got off a bus. The name on the notebook she held said Maria. A soft glow surrounded her, barly noticeable, a tribute to her powers. Maria was a lightbringer.

((That came to me in a dream, exept in the dream, .:Requim:. was the person writing it. Nice Shrek 2 avvy, USE))

Shiloh walked afew feet away until she found a bench and sat down on it, drawing one knee up and slinging her arms around it, locking her fingers. "There's alot of things I wanna say right now, but if I did, they wouldn't sound too pretty," she muttered. "This is all ridiculous. I didn't even KNOW this guy and he attacks us and all this other crap and then they catch him, he gets loose, attacks us again, this happened, and..." She bit down on her lip, trying to control herself and keep her voice from wavering. "If he gets loose again, what do we have to fight against him? Where do we have to go if we need to hide? Hell, where do we go to rest?" Shiloh reached back to her hair and pulled it out of it's low ponytail, raking her fingers through it many times so that it simply fell against her back. "My aunt's gonna freak when she finds all of this out..."

Isaac sat next to her, knowing how she felt. "Go ahead and say whatever you want, I don't care how ugly it is." He realized that she sid 'Aunt'. "Did something happen to your parents?" He instantly regreted saying it, becuse if something HAD happened to her parents, she probably wouldn't want to talk about it.

She smirked a tiny bit and shrugged. "My dad's in jail. My mom died when I was ten. I have three younger siblings who're staying with my aunt and uncle until I'm old enough to support all of us." She shrugged again. "Stuff happens...Not so new."

Alexander moved quickly down the hallway, Martio trailing behind him. He punched each door he passed, immediately absorbing the metal into himself. The metal formed more and more spikes that protruded out of his body. He made a loop around the entire floor and stopped in front of his old room. He turned around and looked at Martio.

"Shock me." He commanded. Martio reluctantly let a spark flick out and touch Alexander. "Don't tickle me. Shock me!" Alexander's voice boomed out. Martio felt a flash of anger and he let a huge bolt out, the largest he had made yet, slam into Alexander. Alexander lifted into the air with the charge. He nodded and Martio stopped. He slowly floated back down.

"That was good, Martio. You need to lose your temper." Alexander said.

"Why did you make me do that?" Martio asked.

"I needed a jumpstart for my powers. It's easier than building them back up." Martio raised an eyebrow, unsure of the meaning of that comment. Alexander raised a hand toward Martio. A spark showed in between two of the fingers. Martio felt his neck drawn toward Alexander's outstretched hand. He looked down and saw that his mother's chain and locket that hung around his neck were horizontal. While his head was down, the necklace slipped over his head and he fell backward, no longer being pulled forward. He looked over in time to see the necklace hit Alexander's skin. It immediately disappeared, absorbed into the rest of the metal. Martio screamed and let a huge torrent of electricity to strike Alexander.

"Oh..." He said. "Sorry..." He looked at his feet before saying "My parents kicked me out of my house for being a shadowmancer. It's not thair fault though, the town forced them to." He remembered when he was 7 and was put into foster care.