Jinx jumped slightly at the loud bang that was caused by a cat knocking down a garbage can. She stood rubbing the back of her neck and kicked a can to the side,"What am I even waiting for?" "You didn't drop off the book." Jinx closed her eyes with a blink and when she opened them they were pure white,"It wasn't my book to share. Is this why people are dying?" The old man who warned her sat against the car with a maniacal expression,"I'm not sure that's a truth I'm willing to share." Jinx's jaw locked,"Look you son of a bitch. I don't know who the fuck you are but if you don't give me some fucking answers, I am going to send you the fuck on your way." His eyes slanted and he stood taking a step towards her,"I wouldn't threaten me cunt. I have friends in high places and you don't have any magic strong enough to hold me." Jinx smirked cocking her head to the side,"So you admit to being held. It is a necro who is controlling you." The man was suddenly angry,"I never said that." Jinx took a step forward,"He's prohibiting the souls from speaking isn't he." The man was about to speak when Jinx yelled loudly,"CETTE!" The man's eyes widened and he spoke quickly each word pulled from his form,"The souls are unavailable to you." Jinx clenched her fists, knowing that she couldn't contain the seance for long by herself,"Quis est hic?" The spirit was becoming angrier and he forced himself to step closer,"He is stronger then you, and doesn't like you intruding." Jinx felt blood run down her nose,"Quid sibi vult?" The spirit was very pissed now and took another step forward,"What everyone wants. More. More power." She felt the hold thinning and figured she only had one question left,"Ubi est ille? The ghost smiled, as Jinx's control broke and the ghost was to close,"Times up." She tried to move out of the way of the attack, but he was to close, and with all the remaining energy the spirit threw her back so she rammed against the brick wall hard enough to almost knock her out. She hit the ground hard, knowing that the spirit was gone without another word. She laid there breathing heavily, as her energy began to bounce back. She sat up rubbing the back of her head before taking a sigh,"I really need to take up smoking."
"Hey!" Shouted a cop at David "Get away! NOBODY can go near the body who is not an officer!" (Meanwhile...) "You think its fucking funny to kill mages? Is it funny now?" Mikkish barked as he sent yet another punch flying into the man's stomach. This time though, the man dropped his guitar case, which popped open once it hit the ground, revealing a regular ass guitar. Mikkish paused a moment, almost falling for it as he stared at the guitar "Illusion magic? What? You think that shits gonna work?" He asked, sending another punch at the guitarist. But this time, the man caught Mikkish' fist, kicked Mikkish in the face, then sprinted away before Mikkish could recover. "You son of a bitch!" Mikkish shouted, almost running after the man, but looked to see the guitar...was still a guitar. It was no illusion trick. Nope, just a regular guitar. Mikkish even plucked one of the strings to make sure. "Son of a..." Mikkish whispered "Wait a minute, what was he doing on the roof top in that case? This damn city doesn't make any sense.
There's shouting coming from the alley. Approaching to investigate, I hear a thud. I rush toward it, there's just a girl on the ground. Kneeling by her, hand on her shoulder, "Hey, are you ok?" I look around "Who did this to you?"
Jinx looked up slowly at the young man in front of her,"Oh..Umm..I'm fine." She shook her head trying to find an answer that seemed reasonable,"I caught this dude trying to steal a car and thought it was smart to try to stop him. He got a bit physical but with the police around he got sent off." Her russian accent was slightly slurred, after her hit to the head,"I think I should be alright." She stood up slowly, her feet slightly wobbly as she tried to attain her balance.
For a second there she looked like she was going to fall. "Are you sure, what did this guy look--" Wait. I think I've seen this girl before... "I'm sorry, do I know you?"
Jinx gave him a good look, and shook her head, "No..I don't think so..." She moved on to his first question,"He was wearing a hoodie and I couldn't really see his face. It's fine. I took care of myself."
Hugo and Morgan "Hey Morgs.” Hugo’s soft but nasally voice asked as he opened the door to Ace’s office as before a stack of large papers and books in his hands. He placed the make shift mountain on the desk with a sigh as the echoed sound of it hitting surfaced caused the entire room to shake. "Some party huh?" He squeaked. "I think this one girl was totally into me!" "Hmm, yeah, sure." Morgan said apathetically, not having actually listened to what Hugo just told her as she separated the papers from the books. She looked over the books for a moment, then paused. "The composite notebook isn't here." Morgan said, getting annoyed "The notebook with the list of members? Where is it?" "Uhhhhh....." Hugo's voice trailed off as he searched his jacket pockets. "Um....oh dear.... I think I may have misplaced it." He admitted quietly Morgan let out a deep sigh "You lost the damn notebook. Great. You just lost the only physical list of each of our most recent recruit." She said calmly, but obviously irritated. Hugo leaned against the desk his face pale as he stared into Morgan's menacing eyes. "Awww geeee I'm really sorry Morgs but I don't think Ace will mind." Morgan paused. Hugo was probably right. Ace wasn't easy to piss off. He had a very calm, casual personality. "Ok. Ok. But we gotta find that notebook. Wouldn't want Ace to have to write it all out again, right?" Hugo sighed as he ran his hand through his brown hair. "D...do I have to write it all down again? I was up almost all night after the party I'm sure the ones who really wanna join will come back." He frowned. "I'm tired...." Morgan let out another short, barely noticeable sigh "No. You wouldn't be able to anyway. Only Ace remembers the names of all the new members. We will take the names of anyone who comes back for...tutoring or volunteering." Morgan said as she looked over some of Hugo's paper work. Hugo made a whining noise. "Oh gosh but I sure am tired ....can't I ask Ace if I can do it later? Besides everyone is concerned about that murder and stuff.....did you hear about that?" "Oh, yeah...the murders..." She thought, remembering the night she heard of the first murder, and the grotesque way the victim was killed "Hey wait a minute! Don't change the subject!" Morgan said suddenly, annoyed "There is no 'do it later.' You stick around and hand a sign in sheet to everyone who comes for self improvement. Its not that hard and I could care less how tired you are." "Bu...bu...but Morgs!" Hugo exclaimed. "Another one just happened today and it was around campus." He pressed his fingers to his head like a pistol. "I heard the person got their brains blown out." Morgan paused, remembering the news report she saw on television. After a short segment about a mysterious motorcyclist breaking several traffic laws and even driving on the side of a building at one point, the report went into a story about a church fire and four dead bodies found, when it was interrupted by "breaking news." "Yeah, heard about that too." She said, shaking her head at the lack of order on the island and the city "Its a different killer though. The shooting shares nothing in common with the burning or the crucifixion." "Y...y...yeah you're probably right." He stuttered. "But doesn't Ace advocate against this kinda stuff?" Morgan shook her head "Why are we even talking about this? No mage killer smart enough to evade arrest is coming here. He knows what will happen if he does. Besides, Ace will know if he gets in, and he won't let anyone kill any of us." She said, thinking of how unfortunate that was, as this Hugo kid was bound to survive "Man up, go downstairs, and wait for students to come for tutoring or whatever." "I....well....Morgs its..." He sighed putting his hands flat on the table. "I think me, you, Donny and Ace should investigate and bring this fellow to justice." Morgan sighed "Trust me, Hugo, I really wish we could. But its not like we know where he is. Its not like we can just barge into his house and make him bleed to death. Its a little more complicated." Morgan said, upset at the situation "This killer, or killers, will regret what they have done. Now quit fucking around and go do your job." "That's a wonderful idea!" Ace's voice cut in from seemingly nowhere until dust began to form in a tornado like fashion in the center of the room. Hugo covering his eyes from the force of the wind behind it and sure enough as the cyclone settled and began to thin out..... There stood Ace Stardust facing his two friends with curious eyes. "I think Hugo is correct that we should do our part." Morgan was not surprised by Ace's trick, but she respected Ace quite a bit. She knew Ace did not approve of her attitude sometimes, and she hated to look bad in front of him. "Ace...hows it going?" She paused "Yeah, we need to do something about this guy, but where do we even start?" "Simple." Ace said. "There is an investigation going on at the moment. I want you, Donny and Hugo here to involve everyone your frat in searching for the killer and being as useful as possible to the police." A light smile formed his face. "Understood?" "Yes sir." Morgan said a little ashamed. Despite Ace's smile, Morgan couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed. "Good girl." Ace said
I could swear I've seen her somewhere before... This wasn't the shooter anyway... maybe I've missed him already. I back out of the alley and go back to watching.
Mikkish shook his head in defeat as he put the guitar down and made his way downstairs. "God damnit" he said. He got so close...and the killer got away. Again. "Fucking not in there!" Mikkish called to Will as he walked out of the building, but paused as he saw Jinx to. "Oh...Jinx, you know this guy?"
Jinx looked over when Mikkish walked out through the door, and then looked over to Will,"Yeah..Meekesh and I are...umm...friends? Give me a minute here." She gives a small smile towards Will then walks over sluggishly to Mikkish, and grabs his arm pulling him to the side,"No I don't know him, but listen, I know you're going to think I'm a nutter, and I'm making shit up, but I saw him again. The ghost that warned me about you. He's still unhappy about this book and apparently someone really is controlling the spirits around here. I tried to perform a seance by myself but I was overpowered by him and the fucker tossed me aside like I was a fucking ragdoll." She looked past him to Will,"He came over to check if I was alright and I lied about being beaten up by a car thief or something. Is he alright? Like.." She leans up on her tiptoes whispering,"Is he magically enhanced? Can we trust him?" She looks at Will and gives an awkward smile, not sure what to make of the British lad. She rubbed the back of her head again, feeling like she was going to either throw up or pass out, "What are you doing here with him, anyway? You just rode off without a word into some random guy's cop car!"
I look to David and roll my eyes at the obvious Batman impression. "Already done sir. The plane is just over in the courtyard. Best hurry before the culprit gets away." I say before stepping towards Joe. "You look like you've seen a ghost. Perhaps it wasn't a good idea for you to come on over here. Unless you figured something out Robin." I snickered a bit playing along just a bit with the Batman concept to see the reaction it hails.
Hikaru's finger was pressed against the trigger, her whole body was tensed, what it begun as just her curiousity had in a couple of minutes grew into something bigger. Who shot with a sniper rifle? She couldn't find the person, not even with her enhanced vision and the development of things made that impossible now. Sweat traveled through her face, her pupils were contracted the most they could, her mind focused on one single wish. Murder. She was in the perfect spot to kill anyone she desired, it was as easy as to press the trigger, the logic part of her mind opposed to it, yet her body wanted to feel the pleasure of doing it, and those two feelings focused their fight on her finger. And after a few seconds the battle ended, the girl pressed the trigger, the target was randomly choiced and happened to be Joe. What begun in minutes, was processed in seconds and happened in just miliseconds, the bullet impacted. Yet the rational portion of the girl's mind forcefully moved the weapon at the last instant and changed the trajectory just by a few milimeters, thus the bullet impacted right close to Joe's feet. Hikaru's arms were finally released from the weapon's curse and she let it drop to her feet all while sweating, heavily breathing and strongly grabbing her left arm, pressing the belts that contained her. You could had killed him.... No one could had blamed you.... Was there actually any reason to do it? Does it matter?
I looked over at Rue and David and then the blue figure standing there with a big red cone sticking out of the back of its head and pointing out toward a building far away. "...Am I the only one seeing the blue figure standing where the body would have been? Anyone? Anyone at all?" I asked, suddenly another gunshot rang out and I saw something impact the ground close to my feet, I jumped back and looked at the bullet hole shocked. "W-What the...?" I asked, I looked around quickly, I couldn't be sure if it came from the same sniper from before, I couldn't be sure if I was the intended target, and I couldn't be sure if they wouldn't shoot again. "Everyone inside, quickly!" I shouted.
I looks down at the bullet hole in shock. "Okay what the hell now?!" I sigh heavily. "And yeah Joe. Sorry I see the....whatever the hell that is." I say before heading towards the building. "Let's go inside too. Not much else we can do. No way to get over there in time to catch whoever did this shot." I walk inside the building silently waiting as I glance around to make sure I couldn't see anything in eye shot. Which of course from this distance I could not.
“Cooooool.” David said as he watched a bullet nearly rocked through Joe’s foot. The blue haired boy cocked his head. "What the heck was that?" He asked curiously his widening as he watched the panicked Joe and Rue flee inside. "Oh someone is trying to murder the homosexual." "Homo what?" David asked "Its not important." Junior sighed. "I'd suggest getting to cover as well." David frowned at Junior's words as he ran a hand through his blue hair. "But, I wanna see who's shooting." "Are you stupid?" Junior paused for several seconds. "Why am I even asking that?" But David ignored his sword's words and began to move in the direction the bullet was fired from. "Hey sniper person are you here!?" He shouted continuing his walk. "That was mean trying to commit a hate crime like that!" David scanned the buildings with sharp eyes trying to seek if it was anyone close by. "You can't just go shooting people cause their homo sapiens."
"This sucks..." mumbled Hikaru still pressing her arm, one of the three belts sealing her had already been released.... It's not easy to make those.... thought while crawling toward the rifle and aiming again. Didn't you just stopped that?... drop that thing now! thought, still her body wanted to feel that pleasant emotion. And thus her murederous intent dominated her again, however as one belt was broken it became stronger, thus she did not waste seconds this time, instead she just picked the first target in sight who happened to be David now. Aiming..... head.... trigger.... press And thus the bullet flied right toward the boys's head.
David’s head jerked back and red liquid coated a dozen blades of grass. The boy’s innocent eyes went blank as he slumped on his knees and soon after collapsed to the ground his face smacking against the ground. His blue hair beginning to stain red as peoples panics shouts could be heard that another person had just been the victim of a shooting, the police quickly surrounded the boy aiming their weaponry in every possible direction. "Shit." One cop muttered. "Two fucking sniper murders!" "Oh if only it was two." Junior sighed depressingly David pushed himself up, his legs unsteady as he tried to get back on his feet. A bubbly smile appearing on his face as blood seeped from his forehead into his eyes. He gritted his teeth, sharp daggers of pain all viciously prodding and poking into his skull with every slight movement he made. "Braa...brain....bran ....feeze." David said slowly. "Brain freeze." "What the hell!?" Another cop shouted as he watched David stagger back and forth still searching for the sniper. "K..kid....you might want to sit down." David ignored him. "Hey Junior....where did bullet go?" "Well your not dead." He pointed out the obvious. "As I expected, sadly. It only seems to of broken your skin and given you a hairline fracture in your skull. Also 5 percent brain damage." "Cool I've never had a fracture before." David bending over picking up a now crooked bullet off the ground. "Thanks sniper person for the gift!" He waved.
"Alright, well whatever. It aint important." Mikkish said as he walked up to Will "Alright, you're the expert. If he wasn't in there, where else could he be?" At the campus, meanwhile, the police realized the sniper was nowhere in sight. One mumbled something into his radio, then, just like all the Predator movies, his vision changed. He was able to detect all living creatures, even through walls and barriers. "Go go go!" The cop shouted only a moment later, as the other officers in the area started jogging into the school and making their way to the roof.
Simple Conversation Denton took in the aroma of humid night air as he admired the full moon above him. It would have been a perfect night for some werewolf chaos. Unfortunately as far as he was aware there were no werewolves present on the island. It was a shame really. Those furry fellows always knew how to liven up the work load. Denton’s leaned back in his bench as a figure moved towards him out of the trees. A small smirk slowly crept its way on Denton's lip as he uncrossed his legs. "You got my invite then?" He asked into the darkness. "No need to be stealthy Mister killer man......I just wanna talk." Confidently, the figure walked out from the trees, revealing himself to Denton. Even with the moonlight, however, the details of his face remained a mystery all thanks to the hood he wore. "You're a degenerate, but you're also brave. I will give you that. You know I could kill you easily." The killer bragged while wearing a smirk "So, what does the warlock wish to discuss?" "No." Denton replied simply his smile never fading. "You can't kill me." His eyes locked with the killer. "In fact if you even so much as touch me violently you'll just be more of a hypocrite then you already are." The killer's smirk stretched wider in amusement. "Really? It doesn't seem like much could stop me. I had very little trouble with that fucking drug addict or that whore. And I doubt you are much tougher." The killer chuckled eerily "Really though, you didn't call me here thinking you could stop me in my mission, did you? No. Surely there is another reason?" "Oh you could certainly kill me." Denton said standing. "In a fight against you I wouldn't stand much of a chance head on, but that's only cause I'm not a warlock." He placed a hand over his heart. "100 percent human my friend and if I am correct about who you work for. Your targets are on the more magical side, no?" Denton took a step closer. "Your higher ups wouldn't be to keen on you killing off an average every man would they?" The killer's smirk turned to a sneer "You may as well be an abominable "mage" just like the rest of em. You happily do business with them, not recognizing them as the plague that they are." "Incorrect I don't work with mages." Denton said placing a gentle hand on the killer's shoulder. "I work within the system. I'm all about peace and free love man." He said holding up two fingers. "I'm just a little curious how long you plan to keep this joke up?" "Get off me." The killer scoffed, backing away a little from Denton "Joke? Is that what you think this is? Sure, it is funny, considering there are two mages less to threaten this world, but if you must know, my targets were not random. I chose them based on their background. James, the boy, was a fatherless drug dealer. Mary? The girl? Missing father as well, and known for petty theft. Neither knew each other very well, but shared a couple key similarities." The killer explained "Of course, even if you can figure out what im up to. Even if I flat out tell you. It won't matter. The mages of this damned island cannot stop us. The Fraternity is no match. The island's government? Forget it. And those damn kids. You know the ones I am talking about. That degenerate who can't stop fornicating with every female? Those fag brothers? That retard? Them. Even if they all find me at once, they will be nothing but a minor nuisance." Denton stared at the monster before him, as the man went over the details of his murders and the ideals behind the. "Why are you such an idiot!?" Denton snapped his calm demeanor vanishing. "I mean seriously man!" He sighed. "Ugh, if there is one thing I can't stand its simple things." Before the killer could react Denton's hand shot forward slapping him across the face. "That's for making those statements" He gritted his teeth. "You've given me valuable information about yourself, about the people you target and you can't even touch me." Denton spread out his arms. "Come on, I just slapped you go ahead and light me on fire or something." He urged tapping his foot. Ths killer was only mildly irritated, but had enough reason to attack Denton "You just made a giant mistake, Mr Denton." He said, a long blade appearing out of thin air in his hand, magic energy surging through it. He then grasped it with both, and swung it at his neck with deadly precision. BAM! The killer found himself backhanded by Denton before the sword could connect. "Goddamn you." Denton sighed as the blade stopped at his neck. "Stop talking like a cliched villain and then maybe I'd consider you worthy to play the game with but you're just so damn average." BAM! A third slap was delivered. "You're just like all the rest. Killing for stupid reasons like ideals and prejudices, that's so average." Denton lowered his smacking hand. "You disappointed me and worst of all you're going to be crushed." Denton turned on heel and began walking away. "Its impossible that you'll succeed now." "Get back here damnit!" The killer yelled, running at Denton as he was walking away and stabbing his sword into Denton's back. Denton spun his body in the opposite direction, the sword stabbing past him through the air. Another bored sigh escaped his lips. "You do realize killing me would be an insult to your God, right? I've never used magic." The killer paused, lowering his massive sword. "Insult? The only insult to my God that I see is this disgusting island. And there are only two ways onto this island. By receiving the blessing our God, or by dabbling in witchcraft. And I am pretty sure which method you choose." He said, before giving Denton a light blast to the face to blind him, and then spinning around with sword in hand, to add force to the strike at Denton's torso. Denton grunted in annoyance as he skipped backwards the sword taking off a piece of his shirt. "Are you finished?" He asked checking the damages of his clothes. "You can't even come up with a suitable way to kill an interesting person like me, can you?" He asked "Just stabs and cuts." He shoved is hands into his pockets. "If you're going to kill me here please do it in a creative fashion. Non existence is boring and I refuse to leave this world unless my death is something people will remember." Denton gave the murderer a once over. "You're not worthy of killing unique people." Denton's smirk returned. "And I don't mean mages cause most of them are about as unique as a cardboard box." His dark brown eyes narrowed. "You want some friendly advice?" "Dammit!" Shouted the killer. When he killed thise students, they had not expected to be attacked, and didn't know what was going on until it was too late. He didn't suspect he would have trouble killing this man in fair combat "Why won't you DIE!?" He shouted in frustration, using his light power armor, which was quite futuristic and enhanced the killer's physical abilities to dash up to Denton with unnatural speed, planning to attack, before Denton asked an interesting question. "Don't you wanna know a fun way to cause some trouble for the mages?" Denton asked "Hmm...alright. I believe I am doing an excellent job without your advice, but I suppose I can hear you out." The murderous psycho said. Denton clasped his hands. "Wonderful!" He exclaimed. "Okay listen up, for your next trick you're going to want to send a message." Denton once again placed a hand on the man's shoulder. "And I mean a good message." He leaned in close. "Here is what we are gonna do." --- "So what do you think?" Denton asked happily The murderer paused, staring at Denton with surprise, but kept his arrogant attitude "Hmm...sounds a suitable fate for these damn witches and warlocks. It must know, however, what vendetta you have for the mages?" Denton was silent for several seconds, his hand on his chin as he pondered the man's question. "Simple." He said. "Their usage of magic is a mockery of the lord and all that he stands for, and they cannot be allowed to corrupt this world any further." The killer chuckled "Bravo. How convincing. Whatever your motives, however, the plan you have provided me with will allow you to walk away with your life. Pleasure meeting you, Denton." He said smugly as he turned and soon vanished into the trees. Denton watched him leave with a stoic expression. Really? Really? Huh A wolfish smile returned on his face. "Its kinda sad." He said to himself as he shoved his hands into his pockets. "He'd of been better off if he killed me."
"Whatever...JUST WHATEVER! FUCK YOU! I DRIVE ALL THE WAY OVER HERE, AND PERFORM MY FIRST SEANCE BY MYSELF TO HEAR YOU SAY WHATEVER...IT AIN'T IMPORTANT! HOW DARE YOU! DO YOU THINK I ENJOY SEEING ALL THESE GHOSTS WHEN NO ONE ELSE CAN! FUCK! I CANNOT BELIEVE...I AM SO BLOODY ANGRY RIGHT NOW! ALSO, JACKASS IF YOU CAN PULL YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR ASS. YOU WOULD NOTICE THAT THIS CAR, RIGHT TO THE LEFT OF YOU COULD MOST ASSUREDLY BE THE SNIPERS VEHICLE...MEANING HE IS STILL IN THE AREA. MAYBE YOU JUST HAD THE WRONG FUCKING BUILDING!" She finally took a breath, her face beat red as she turned and moved over to the door, and turned on her heel and boot stomped it open. She lowered her foot and pushed back some hair, before fluffing out her leather jacket and walking inside. Her heels making noise on the stairs as she began to move up the levels. Not giving a shit either way if the boys were following her,"Fucking Svoloch!'"
"YOU'RE GOING INTO THE WRONG--" The door slams itself behind her "building..." I know I've seen this crazy before somewhere. She knows this guy but she wasn't with him yesterday... I look to the guy... I raise my shoulders... "Walk with me." I'm limping, talking over my shoulder "This guy already had more than enough time to leave and very little fucking reason to stick around." The cane makes rhythm along with my pace, "the best we can do is figure out who he is." I looked at him "I don't suppose you have any cop friends?" showing him the casing's plastic bag, I laugh "I suppose you wouldn't." "If the shooter's around here, he saw us already. We weren't exactly stealthy... Not to mention your crazy friend..." I raise the bag above us with telekinesis. "I found this here, which means it came from there. We'll start with the roof and work our way down, we find out where the sniper fired from, we might find more useful information." This is actually more fun than I expected. "If we get help from inside the police, we'll be able to find out the specific gun this was fired from... although I doupt it's accounted for. Might get a fingerprint match off of it, though."
I ran into the building, at the same time the figure disappeared from the crime scene. I calmed down and looked around... there was one person that I noticed wasn't around... it was pretty obvious. I turned around quickly after I heard him calling out to the shooter, I ran outside. "David get down!" I shouted, but it was too late... the gunshot rang out and David fell to the ground... I clasped my hands over my mouth. "...N-No..." I mumbled, I backed away. "They killed him..." I thought, I couldn't believe it... it couldn't be happening... but it was... David's lifeless body was lying there. I was shocked by what happened next... David... he stood up... he wasn't being manipulated by magic or anything. His skull was somehow thick enough to take the impact of the bullet. I let out a shaky sigh of relief, I saw the officers run towards a building. "They must think the Sniper's in there... should I go though...? I'm not an elemental master in any right... I'd likely just get in the way." I thought. I created a light barrier around me and ran to David, as soon as I had gotten within range the barrier enveloped him as well. "C'mon big guy, let's get you out of here and deal with that wound, the officers have this under control." I said.
"Dead..." mumbled Hikaru "He was supposed to be dead..." "I'm pretty sure I did not miss.... " "Why is he alive then?" Why are you more worried by the fact that he is not dead than the fact that you actually shot him in the head? "Huh?" said the girl once she noticed that cops were heading right into the building she was "Shit... no time to think...gotta go" She picked the gun once again, yet instead of aiming at any person in particular she aimed at another building's chimney and pressed the trigger, a special bullet she previously loaded impacted the chimney. This will be painful......... thought the girl as soon as the law of attraction imbued in the bullet pulled her forcefully thus making her body fly to the building, the problem was.... that the spell had no brakes on it. As soon as her body got close to the border she left her shoe fall imbued with another law of attraction, a stronger one hoping for it to counter the other one and soften her landing however.... She miscalculated her shoe's landing point, it did not land on the building's rooftop... it fell from it, thus landing in the paviment... Law of attraction was still active..... Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit...................... Thought the girl as soon as her body was suddenly pulled from behind and forcibly thrown toward the hard and grey paviment. Right... dark magic.... The thin black stream was produced from her pocket and quickly attached to a window's frame breaking it in the process... Again!.... Another black stream attached to the next frame breaking it and then again on the next and the next 'till she reached the last one. Although it lowered her speed the impact against the paviment was still hard and painful. ............I think.... I broke my nose...... She stood up... her whole body in pain and covered in bruises. "FUCK THIS SHIT!!!" exclaimed the girl while she let her body lie against the wall. Devil's luck or perhaps bad luck as she was right at the exterior wall of the same building that was now being investigated by the students; her sniper rifle lied with her.
I looked up as I saw a figure fly through the air and to the building that the cone had landed on from the figure from earlier, I looked around for the police, but most of them were too busy keeping order or chasing the sniper that had already left. "...Change of plans, you get inside, okay? Get some help, I'm going after the sniper, I don't think I'll have enough time to get their attention and tell them where the sniper went." I said, with that I let the barrier down and ran toward the building quickly. I saw the figure fall down the side of the building as I ran, using their magic to slow their descent. I hoped that the sniper wasn't too powerful... but I couldn't just sit and do nothing, they had threatened the lives of others. If I were to just let them go, then I don't know if I could deal with the guilt, knowing that they could be out there once more harming people, killing them... I couldn't allow that to happen, not if there's anything within my power to prevent it from happening. I finally came to the building and rushed toward where I had seen the windows shattering, I was sweating profusely due to the heat, exertion, and the jacket that I was wearing. "Ohh... why couldn't the second sniper have waited until after I got a change of clothes...?" I wondered.
