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Many years ago Xavier's school for gifted mutants was attacked. It was left in ruin. Teachers and students abandoned it with no hope of returning to it for sanctuary...

Years later a professor named Jason Andrews returned life to the school's halls and rebuilt its walls. Students have once again come to learn at the school in safety.

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Luka Giotelli

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PostSubject: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Sun Jan 05, 2014 4:57 pm

Luka shuddered to the cold wind on the roof of the Empire State. He had recently fled the radar because his telekinesis and telepathy was acting up. People called it evolution but Luka called it a pain in the arse. Luka's arms lifted up by themselves and waves of telekinetic energy shot out. "Come out Hugo..." Luka shouted out. The sound of laughing erupted... Hugo Braxton III... The English Braxtons's are cousins of the Italian Giotelli's. The Braxton's were corrupt... Hugo killed his parents and fled the scene under a false alias. "Get out coward!" thats when Luka fell backwards. He could hear Hugo's thoughts. He was planning on making Luka into one of his sick twisted human puppets. Luka some how made Hugo drop control of Luka. Luka took the time and threw the dark silhouette off the roof. No man could survive a fall from this high.
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Brandon Hale

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Sun Jan 05, 2014 9:40 pm

Brandon found himself in a particularly good move today, perhaps because he was able to hang out with one of his best friends…well one of his only friends. Silus was a nice enough guy, even with that strange power that made him feel weird inside, and he made him feel funny…but in a good way. He dressed simply, in a wife beater and khaki cargo shorts, shoes hastily and sloppily tied as he walked along side Silus, thoughts running through his mind much like traffic. Well, beforehand they had actually stopped to get ice cream as Brandon’s treat, so he was still partially devouring his dairy product.  They were even going to look about in The Empire State Building, if that was allowed at any rate. He wanted to look from the observation deck of the monolith and just see the city, the thought alone putting a simple grin upon his face.

Doing so with a friend only made him happier, so that was what he planned to do. It may have taken a little begging upon his part, but not like Silus was too hard to cajole into going along with something. In fact, before he knew it he was looking  over the vast expanse of the city, eyes wide as if he had never seen anything else like it. Well, his wonder temporarily stopped as something fell past his field of vision, Brandon jumping back a good three feet; much more than intended as his eyes stayed wide for a second. ”Did someone jump off?” This was shaping up to be…interesting. The blonde found himself looking around and eventually catching a glimpse of what looked like….a person? Brandon raised an eyebrow as he tapped lightly on Silus shoulder before motioning towards what he saw.
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Silus Mason

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Sun Jan 05, 2014 10:13 pm

Well today was utterly dull. Then Brandon did his thing and lightened it up a little. Him and Briana were the only two people who could get away with this crap. Normally hed shove the person and go back to doing his homework...just to not turn it in to save this stupid reputation. He actually began to wonder if it was worth it anymore. Seriously, who cares if people go back to pick on him. The humans are just going to pick it up when he graduates anyway.

Anyway, Brandon had a pretty good idea. Ice-cream....in December. Oddly enough Silus was all for this concept and tagged along. It wasn't long before they had already traversed a large portion, and now they finally reached the Empire States building. Suddenly a body dropped to the ground with a splat, blood decorating the concrete, Silus closed his eyes, despite his goggles being up over his eyes. His clothes were decorated with blood. Sius froze, terrified to move, even in the slightest. He took a breath in and opened his eyes, seeing a cracked and busted body before him. Branon walked up and tapped Silus on the shoulder and motioned to the body. Silus turned his head slowly and glared at Brandon. "I noticed." He hissed a little as he looked up towards the top of the building, seeing if he could see anyone.
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Hugo Braxton III

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Sun Jan 05, 2014 10:46 pm

Hugo smiled in the helicopter over the empire state building. The good thing about his late families Hellfire Club membership was that they could rent human helicopters and sports cars. Of course since Hugo was already rich, you'd think he'd care less but his current alias of Marion Lafayette was poor and earned him some extra money in the public. He had targeted his dearest first cousin who posessed telekinesis. It would be a fine puppet to join his marionette show. He sent out his puppet. A human one, still live at that. He hid in the shadows and Hugo neared his helicopter closer to the roof so the gullible italian boyscout could sense his false presense. Hugo then began to play with Luka's power. He of course got flustered and threw his new Live Puppet off the roof. It was a shame because he was looking forward to getting him quickly. Hugo flew to the Helipad and took the elevator to the observation deck where he met face to face with his cousin. Luka tried to push Hugo back but Hugo made Luka's body go limp. He was now under Hugo's control.
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Luka Giotelli

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Mon Jan 06, 2014 8:33 pm

Luka stared down the building and saw the dead carcass of a human splattered on the ground. "Mother of..." Thats when Luka's arms went upwards and grabbed his own neck. "Where are you?!" Then the elevator dinged. "Oh my god..." Luka struggled to move his hands and failed. Luka felt his own nails digging into his esophagus. It hurf like hell and started bleeding lightly. "HELP!" He shouted but Hugo made his mouth shut. He may have lost control of his physical body but his mind was intangible. Help on top of observation desk! Luka said telepathically to nearby mutants. Hopefully they would come in time
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Brandon Hale

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Mon Jan 06, 2014 8:51 pm

Brandon’s expression turned slightly as some blood spattered across his cheek, all thought seeming to fade away. The sight of blood seemed to draw up a primal sort of fear, and something else within him. The male had never seen a person die infront of him really, and seeing it happen was….horrible. He wanted to cry, if only for a small amount of innocence lost, but he had to be strong, even if that only seemed to be physical for him. Something whispered within his mind ,calling for help atop the observation deck and that when he saw someone…..were they strangling themselves? Without even thinking, he leapt upwards, covering an impressive amount of space as he landed on the roof, looking from the guy strangling himself to someone that was…acting rather strangely. ”What the hell is happening?” Brandon thought frantically, trying to let this process in his mind and coming up with error signs.
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Silus Mason

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Mon Jan 06, 2014 9:38 pm

Help on top of observation desk!

That was enough for Silus to hear before he made his way there. His mind was racing, for as much as he didn't like telepaths' this was the one time he'd ever welcome one inside his head. For all the weaknesses he had, he normally intentionally blocked them out, or kept his mind busy enough until they just let up. But this person needed help...and somehow the voice was familiar. Nothing wrong with trying to help a familiar, right?

Silus, unlike Brandon, lacked the superhuman strength, and thus the leaps and bounds were much more...realistic. He instead needed to go to the observation deck another way, he continued on by normal means, such as stairs. He finally reached it, the observation deck. Brandon was already there...damn meta. How dare he have useful powers while Silus was virtually worthless. He saw...Luka? What the Hell was this? He looked to the elevator and saw a strange man, with a strange face. Luka was strangling himself...they needed to stop him. If Luka couldn't stop himself then someone stronger than him needed to detain him.

"Brandon, get his hands off his throat!" Silus said, slightly frustrated, but trying to keep himself calm. This guy was either causing Luka to do this to himself, or he was just a creepy guy who walked in and was enjoying the suicide attempted. The likely hood? The first one...yeah...definitely the first one. The guy just looked like he was a serial killer. Silus looked around for anything he could use, other than the swiss army knife in his pocket... He didn't think he'd get close enough to use that. Silus glared at the man in the elevator. "Let him go, there's no reason for this."
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Luka Giotelli

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Wed Jan 08, 2014 10:54 pm

Luka gulped when a boy jumped up on the roof. A kid of course, about 16 or 17. Luka wanted to attract mutants yes but he didn't want to put a kids life in danger. Thats when the elevator dinged behind Hugo and Silus Mason walked out. Luka guaranteed that since there was one known X-Student then the other boy was a X-Student too. GET OUT OF HERE! He screamed in their minds. It felt weird because all he was doing was thinking of screaming. Hopefully they heard him because he was starting to black out from the blood loss.
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Hugo Braxton III

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Wed Jan 08, 2014 11:07 pm

Hugo smiled as a young man leaped up off the roof. Then looked behind him as another walked towards Hugo. "Oh look. More toys for me? Oh boy!" He said in a not so cheery voice. Hugo held up his hand and disabled the boy in the elevators motor functions. With a flick of Hugo's hand. The boy walked out towards Hugo, unwillingly of course. Hugo smiled fiendishly. "I'm like a little boy waiting for a shiny new toy—and you're the toy." The boy sat down on the ground (still unwillingly) The boy told the other one, "Brandon", to stop Luka from pulling his hands off him. "Fools to the end." Hugo let his hand (foolishly) off of Luka's reach and "grabbed" Brandon. He froze in place like a surprise flash mob. "You...." Hugo said smiling. Brandon picked up a screw driver without consent. "Too bad your power is jumping high... It would be entertaining to see you use your power offensively," Hugo made Brandon walk over to the boy forced to sit down with a weapon in his hand. Little did Hugo know was that he completely forgot about Luka as his motor functions started up.
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Brandon Hale

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Thu Jan 09, 2014 5:27 pm

The guy supposedly causing all the trouble was rather creepy to the blonde, the way he looked and all of that stuff. Whatever he was doing to the professor, Brandon would stop somehow, even if that meant breaking every bone in his body. Well that was within his mind what he wanted to do, but his body had other plans it seemed, refusing to even consider the smash his brains in command. Next thing he knew, he was being forced to walk over to Silus who was sitting down with a weapon in his hand, frantically thinking of why he couldn’t control himself. Perhaps this guy was doing something? Explained all the strange motions with his fingers and things like that. Wait why was he raising this rather rusty screw driver? Dammit, this was not going well at all.
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Silus Mason

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Thu Jan 09, 2014 11:02 pm

Brandon had a screwdriver. This wasn't exactly good, now was it? Silus began looking about, and he immediately formed a plan. He knew it was a sure-fire, but he was going to get hurt, this much was apparent. He steadied his breathing...as much as he could for being a human puppet anyway. He tried to calm himself, to focus. There was no such thing as an unbeatable situation. He knew this was going to hurt, and he had to accept that. He was going to need a hospital after this. He kept his mind sharp as a tack.

Luka, for the love of God please actually be listening to my thoughts right now. If Brandon stabs me...use you're kinetic bull-crap to throw his hand off to hit my arm or something He thought, praying that Luka could hear him. The only thing Silus needed was to avoid fatality...if not...well thankfully it was a good day to die.
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Luka Giotelli

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Fri Jan 10, 2014 8:38 am

Luka was freed of the psychic strings! What the... he thought. Thats when the Brandon kid paced his way towards Silus with a rusty screwdriver. This was going to end badly. Brandon neared Silus with the screw driver and Silus telepathically told Luka to make Brandon miss Silus with his "psychic crap". But Luka was freed of Hugo's control or so it had seemed. Luka jumped up and levitated into the air. He pushed his hand towards Hugo and he tripped on thin air. What? Luka needed to make a funny. The feeling of Hugo's telekinetic grasp over the two boys but Luka? Hugo knocked him down on his way down.
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Brandon Hale

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Sat Jan 11, 2014 5:56 pm

Even with all the strength at his back and call, Brandon couldn’t stop himself from lowering the deadly weapon, trying to hold back, and yet he was failing. He was going to kill Silus? The blonde closed his eyes tightly as the weapon was lowered, killing blow seemingly certain as the metal bit into something, but it wasn’t the chest, but simply the arm. Part of him was relieved, yet another part was….broken. It was then that he felt the grasp over him let off, and the professor was falling over the edge with the man in questions. Yet he couldn’t believe what he had done, looking dumbly as the damage done, and the small amount of blood that had fallen upon the hand that had done it. The damn screwdriver was still in the hand too, well before it clattered to the ground. As far as he was concerned, he was breaking down.
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Silus Mason

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Sat Jan 11, 2014 9:12 pm

.       Silus let out a roar of pain. The driver went through his flesh, it felt like he was going to die. The pain shot through his arm, shooting down the entire arm itself and even shooting up his neck. He felt his eyes well up as he threw his right arm into Brandon's stomache, and then grabbing onto his hand, eyes glowing an emerald green. He only has a hold of him long enough to have the superhuman physiology for a moment, just long enough to shove Brandon off him. He fell onto his side, looking up to see Hugo on the ground. Silus' teeth began to grate with rage as he used thre last of the strength to push off, and fire himself at Hugo, right arm extended to grab onto him.

        Once he latched onto Hugo, his eyes began to glow a bright green as he began to absorb some of the very soul of the one he was touching. Silus eyes shone brightly , and the longer he had ahold of Hugo the longer he would be able to use his own power to maximum efficiency. He recalled...a mother and a father...a puppet show? Silus let go , but didn't move his hands as Hugo's motor skills shut down, and he was unable to move upon his own volition. He had become a victim of his own power.

      "H-ho-holy shit he's the master of puppets..." Silus said, looking down at his bloody Metallica shirt that ironically bore the very title. He groaned as he noticed that his left arm had been rendered useless due to the driver stick inside it. He was thankfully he had a tetanus shot. Silus wasn't able to lift himself either, lest he drop control over the "puppet" puppet master. Hugo, upon Silus' accord began walking towards the elevator, it opened and Silus forced him to walk in, pressing the ground floor, then the "close door" button. The door closed and Silus grunted as the color faded form his eyes. His abdomen quivered as he doubled over in pain. He turned his arm to Luka, and he was able to stand him up, but then the power faded. He smiled at Luka and then roared in Pain as he rolled over. The power he gained form Hugo had vanished from him... if he wanted the power again he would need to get another hand on him. Which was not likely to ever happen again.

    "FUCK! Goddamn it! Okay...uh...can-can we leave now?" Silus asked frantically as he fought to stand himself up. He looked to Luka and coughed, a wave of depression flooded over him.. oh great, so NOW his power decides it's going to back-lash at him. "Luka can you do that...thingy where you bounced off the car with Kronos and I that night...or is this too far up? Whatever the hell we do we gotta do it quick... he could easily have gotten off two floors below us and run up the stairs... He said, writhing and obviously trying not to touch the driver in his arm. He was trying to be tough, but damnit he might need a hospital...which is sad, because he hated being a patient.
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Luka Giotelli

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Sun Jan 12, 2014 12:21 am

While Luka was shivering from the telekinetic energy around him, Silus somehow grabbed Hugo's hand and made him leave the rooftop. Hugo would be back any second. "We have to go." Luka said taking place of the leader but both Luka and Silus were incapacitated and from the blank noise inside Brandon's mind, he could tell he wasn't a bright kid. Silus mentioned the incident when Luka slowed his fall using a psychic barrier. "Way too high." Luka looked up to see the wing blades of Hugo's Hellfire Club plane. He couldn't lift the plane up without crashing it. They'll have to go with plan C. "Piggyback on Luka! Hop on cause' we're going for a ride!" Luka said making suggestive signals to hop on his back.
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Brandon Hale

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Sun Jan 12, 2014 2:17 pm

It was within the moment of contact that he could feel something, a part of himself being pulled away and as quickly the sensation was gone. Silus had used his strange ability on him, something that felt like the male was literally sucking his mind away much like a vacuum…so the sucky thing in short. Within that short moment Silus was off, grabbing for the man that was controlling him like a puppet, however Brandon simply stared at his hands, with a mixture of shock and disgust. He had hurt a friend, stabbed them even and that was…wrong. He felt like throwing up, or something equal to that, stomach hurting. He didn’t really pay much attention to Silus working his magic against Hugo, forcing the male to seemingly retreat for a few seconds. Then returning to the problem at hand, which was the fact that he was bleeding out, dark blood soaking his usual attire. Brandon could feel it, he was shaky, and nothing happening was making him feel better. He looked to Luka who was motioning towards his back, and Brandon did not really take note of why he was doing so, everything coming as a blur. Without even really giving much thought to it, he found himself ;lifting Silus and placing him on the professors back, and then choosing to simply cling to his front.
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Silus Mason

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Sun Jan 12, 2014 9:17 pm

Brandon was best described as a yellow lab. He was loyal, friendly and always looking to protect his friends. He also, had the intellect of a yellow lab, primarily because when he picked Silus up, he didn't realize that he had bumped into his arm. Silus seethed and hissed through his teeth, not letting himself scream again. He kept trying to tell himself to simply suck it up, but that was hard with the screw-driver still stuck in his damn arm! He was more or less placed on Luka's back, not like he could hold on worth crap with his dominant hand made useless. He tried to hold on, hoping Luka had a plan. Silus positioned his hand accordingly so he could be more defensive in needed, but otherwise he had hoped this nightmare would soon be over.

     Just another day in paradise. Silus grunted as he looked around, watching and waiting for what Luka was going to do. He wasn't entirely sure what he was going to do if "Master of Puppets" followed them. Who was he kidding...of course he'd follow them, nothing could ever be this easy...could it?
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Luka Giotelli

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Sun Jan 12, 2014 9:39 pm

Luka looked behind them as Silus hopped on and Brandon got on back. "Buckle your seatbelts." He said. He heard a gulp behind him and Luka shot into the air at about 125 miles per hour. "I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND THE AIR!!!" Luka yelled holding on to Silus and Brandon's shins. Touching the thighs would be too much like twilight. Luka flew into the sky above the clouds. As they flew into the city, Luka circled around the Statue of Liberty where he saw camera flashes and confused citizens. As he shot past a speed detector, it read his speed as 154 before ranking up on the scale and breaking. He zoomed passed beeping cars and over a hill at the end of a busy street where the brick mansion glittered in the moonlight. "Home..." Luka said smiling then floating down. He had no idea if the riders were gonna throw up or faint but Luka never felt better. "How about another ride?"
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Brandon Hale

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Mon Jan 13, 2014 4:35 pm

Brandon held on tightly, but not tight enough that he would end up snapping the professor in two. If that were to happen, he had a feeling that would not go well with Silus, or them being so high up in the air. That, and then he would have the blood of two people on his hands, except snapping people in half tended to kill someone. His eyes shot to Silus and the rather dire injury that was bleeding on his arm, something that caused the blonde to frown and turn away once again. He couldn’t stand to look at it, something within his chest twisting and recoiling. As if he felt his stomach would leap out his mouth and fall to the street. They we removing at a break neck speed, wind whipping past them, though Brandon for the most part had no problem with it, hair whipping about as his eyes squinted lightly, wind only annoying them.

When they stopped he saw that they were at the mansion, not the hospital and part of him wanted to knock the professor out and simply take Silus there himself. It wasn’t the time for jokes and stupid things like that, this was serious. Brandon taking an event serious meant that it was indeed dire. Jumping from the males back, he grabbed Silus and considered simply reaching the hospital himself when his mind finally reached a conclusion, this place had some kind of medical center thing. So with the professor all but forgotten he ran, slamming through the front door with a shoulder as it seemed to offer no resistance, not against the brute. It was somewhere around the death room…or was it danger room? Either way without even wasting his time, his mind actually seemed to work with him for once and here he was. Holding the young bleeding male within his arms. ”Hey! Need a little help here.” He said breathing harder than he should have been.
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Luka Giotelli

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Mon Jan 13, 2014 5:04 pm

"Idiot..." Luka thought as Brandon took Silus off his back and ran into the hospital with the thought that Luka forgot all about Silus's well being. Luka knocked on the basketball pole and the floor opened up to where the X-Jet was. He jumped inside and made his way to where he could hear Brandon's thoughts. When he saw him, he held him by his shoulders "Going the wrong way son." Luka pointed to the door to the left where he was about to walk by that said "Medical Pavilion". "Like I don't care about Silus's well being. The screwdriver is rusty so the wound is infected. Of course the regular hospital would have to amputate but we have a special disease controlling mutant here." Luka pushed open a door and a lady stood by an operating table. "Besides a regular hospital would not take a mutant. Not with MRD scouts all over the city."
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Silus Mason

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Tue Jan 14, 2014 11:35 pm

Silus was shaken, he didn't even notice the flight honestly, he had nothing to sat or do at this point anymore. He kept trying to think, but the only thing he could think of was two people...killing themselves. What was this? Why did he have this? His eyes shut as fast and powerful as they could, his jaw clenched as he could see nothing but the image painted in his mind. Two suicides? No...there was something more to this. Those people felt...familiar...as in FAMILY familiar? Was that what happened to his family? were these his memories!?

     His mind was reeling with information, Silus was a bright kid even despite his "lax" homework hand in's and his care for his reputation. He was a bright kid who simply had mixed priorities and a bad past. He recalled the kid who he put in the coma. It was his friend Alexander...after that everything went south, now here he is.... a screwdriver in his arm and he doesn't even have the nerve to say or do anything. The scariest part for Silus was that if he had the ability to move his own body at this point...he would have let go of Luka and dropped to the ground with a splat. He wasn't worth the light of day as it was. He had no past, no family.....he turned his friend into a brain-dead veggi-man and here he was again messing everything up. But...the memories he just had... did his parents really...commit suicide because of him? He tried to let go. But he couldn't

      Luka finally landed and said they were home. Silus didn't take his eyes off the ground. His eyes could only be explained as dead, his breathing was shallow and any form of sanity within was washed away by a maelstrom of emotion churning and thrashing about within the very confines of his soul. He could only watch the ground as warm blood ran cold as he trickled down his arm, or gushing and leaving blood caked on his arm, sticking like sap to a tree that had lost it's bark. All the while anger, loathing and uselessness had consumed him, swirling within him. Truly the world Maelstrom was the only word to encompass the truth of the raw emotion, its movements graceful yet its power so destructive, the stom itself was both passionate yet somehow primal. Within Silus, there was no longer any shred of sound mind. It was torn from him and ripped asunder before his very eyes.

      "s-sorry." Silus said, seeing that the professor himself had ended up with blood on him. He was about to move to walk for the pavilion when Brandon grabbed him and basically charged him into the building. Silus grunted and twisted, Brandon was being too careful to not break Silus in his grasps. Silus wrung himself, twisting to get away from the blonde brute, he fell onto the floro with a shrill and pained whine and a yelp as he landed on the floor, shifting the screwdriver inside of him. Naturally, tears were forming, both of pain and of mental torment as his mind continued to replay the images...again, and again. His own parents...

       "Going the wrong way son."  Luka offered as he appeared, probably running to catch up or floating himself over there. Silus noticed Luka's neck and winced a little inside. If I actually had a useful power this wouldn't be happening. If I didn't have this power...that memory wouldn't be a memory...If I didn't have this power I would still have my family. If not them then I'd still have my friend. I wouldn't be the freak who makes people go brain dead because I fucking touch them. If I had a useful power like the damn puppet man then this would have been much easier. He thought, and that was only the beginning, the entre time his mind just kept playing all the situations that wouldn't have happened if he had his useless power. The power was evil, there was no two ways around it.

    Finally he resolved that somehow without his power, Brandon, Luka, and Briana would have been better off not knowing him. His body was racked, tremoring. He was crying but he didn't make any noise...he was in a state of total mental shock. He looked down to his one good hand. The blood loss was finally kicking in as his vision blurred. No, he didn't want to sleep. If he slept he'd just have the same old dream that he'd forget...but wake up in fear and sadness. Right now if he had to sleep...he hoped it was for the last time. Because he was sick of waking up.

     They must have taken him somewhere after that...because he blacked out and his vitals began to fade.
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Brandon Hale

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Tue Jan 14, 2014 11:52 pm

His mind was  a maelstrom of superfluous thought, everything seeming pointless other than the fact that he had to help his friend, not even the professors words seeming to reach past the storm. There was blood, so much blood running from where the screwdriver was jutting out of, and it fell warmly against this hand, each drop one too many. The male twisted against him, trying to get out of his grip for a reason that simply was beyond him, his mind unable to really grasp why he was doing this to himself. Silus fell to the ground, letting out a pained yelp that caused him to grimace lightly, something about it painful to even hear. Picking up the limp male, he vaguely followed the directions, a turn here and then a turn there until he found himself at the medical bay.
 
 Silus was taken from him, but something within him did not want to let that happen, part of him wanted to smash everything within arms distance, rail against the very fate they were given. Let out this overwhelming rage that was building within him like a poison, one that brought about the painful burning, his stomach feeling like acid had been poured into it. The doors closed with a resounding slam, as Brandon found himself falling tiredly against the nearest wall. His mind was truly voice save for that darkness, the void that was consuming him. In fact he did not really snap from this numbness until the doors opened once again, fingers tracing along the rather sterile feeling floors, heartbeat still loud within his ears. Was Silus okay?
 

Brandon pulled from his sitting position, looking to the one that stepped through the door with a certain anticipation, one tempered with an unknown emotion.
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Luka Giotelli

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Wed Jan 15, 2014 5:53 pm

Luka wiped blood off his shirt when the nurse came out asking if Luka and Brandon had any injuries. "Not really. Silus..." Luka pointed inside the doorway. "He has an infection in his arm from that rusty screwdriver. I recall a disease manipulating mutant being somewhere in the school." Luka pointed upwards. The lady said that they already got the student down to the clinic and she closed the door in Brandon and Luka's face.
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Silus Mason

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PostSubject: Re: Help... Help is good. (Open)   Sat Jan 18, 2014 5:30 pm

Silus was blacked out, stone cold darkness had washed over him. Now he was forced to wait for his own undoing it seemed. He had nothing he could do, save for the obvious remaining in the state of subconscious.  This was actually the first time had closed his eyes and not had to deal with that damnable dream. For the first time in a long time, he slept peacefully.  If this was truly dying...he didn't mind it.

   It felt just like swimming..
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