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[Neveahada]

I can look in the mirror,
And see me looking back.

【Isalie-Grace-Gem】

But the girl I am is different,
Then the girl looking back.

Isalie saw the boy run back into the Church again, this time she knew what he was up to, but she turned her attention to outside of the church. When she looked outside she saw Nicholas talking to a girl about her height. Isalie wondered what the hell he was doing here and what took him so long to get here. She left the church and started walking towards him, she stopped when she heard the horrible racket coming from the church. Isalie held her hands to her ears, that guy could not play music at all. She narrowed her eyes as she turned back to the Church what an idiot. She wanted to strangle him, he must be trying to get the scriptures as they were. Isalie stopped as she realized that they must be from POWER. That would be the only other reason why they would be here. Isalie's ears were killing her she started to back away from the church, not looking where she was going. She kept on looking at the church, hoping Sam and Alysson would be able to get out of there with the scriptures or at least go in the room to get them and some how find another way out. As she was walking she bumped into someone. She didn't turn around to look who it was, for she kept her gaze upon the church. Isalie knew she must of bumped into either Nicholas or the girl Nicholas was talking to.

"Sorry." Isalie stated to the person she bumped into, she kept on looking at the church wondering how they were going to actually get the scriptures with that horrible sound that boy was making.

She has the same eyes,
She has the same hair,

Her inner appearance is, however;
Not the same.

[the_light_cycle]

It takes two...

【Jetta-Devona-Gem】

"Mickey, what the hell?" Jetta grumbled, flinching at his ridiculous volume. His ability did come in handy but it was also a pain often enough. It didn't really bother her because she was 1) use to it and 2) she had been lucky enough to get the newest hearing prototype for protection. This was a strange little knick knack that was developed specifically for POWER kids to protect them against high volumes, namely Mickey. She had turned her "earphones" on earlier.


Jetta was about to hollar over to Mickey to cut it out so she could talk to the noname guy, not that he would really be able to hear her, when she was jolted forward. Catching herself and regaining her balance she grumbled, forming fists at her sides. She glanced out of the corner of her eye to see lips moving but she couldn't hear her. She spun around to face whoever had just bumped into but she found it more like looking in a mirror.


"I-I-Isalie....?" She questioned, voice shaking, heart pounding.


It was as if the whole world had ceased to move or it was just moving really slow. But this had Jetta on high alert, completely aware of everything around her. This noname guy being so close, Mickey and Anna being within sight of them. They would see her, but what would they really see? Jetta with yet another duplicate or what Jetta hoped was true? Her sister standing right in front of her for the first time in years.

But for now...one will simply have to do.

[Neveahada]

I can look in the mirror,
And see me looking back.

【Isalie-Grace-Gem】

But the girl I am is different,
Then the girl looking back.

Isalie was facing the person she bumped into and when she saw the girl's fists clench up, she swallowed hard. The moment the girl turned around Isalie froze, her eyes went big and wide. She was shocked, standing before her was her identical twin. Was this true? Or did someone place a mirror there? But it must be true, for Isalie remembered Jetta like this. She had a different colored ribbon in her hair and she was wearing different clothes. Isalie's mouth fell open slightly as the tears started to form in her eyes. She was really alive, in all of her searching the two of them found one another. Isalie wanted to run and jump into her sister and give her the biggest hug. But there were POWER people all over the place and ESSENCE people; Isalie didn't know for sure what to do. Wait, why was her sister here? She was not part of ESSENCE. Then Isalie's heart stopped, holy s**t...she must be part of POWER...? Isalie looked up at her older sister, a smile spread across her lips as she winked at her, she knew Jetta knew that Isalie was part of ESSENCE. What were they going to do? Isalie wanted to spend time with her sister, but how could she when they were on different sides, Isalie looked at her sister, she wanted to talk to her alone; maybe if she grabbed her away from the two groups they could talk and figure out how they were going to be able to see one another. Isalie was confused, she hated being seperate from her sister, and now that they were so close to one another they were even more apart then before.

"Hello, Jetta." Isalie whispered, knowing Jetta could only hear her.

She has the same eyes,
She has the same hair,

Her inner appearance is, however;
Not the same.

[Rasui]

(Searching for a destiny that's mine.
There's another place another time.
Touching many hearts along the way,
Hoping that I'll never have to say:)

【It's just an illusion

illusion

illusion】

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"Stand back, Isalie!", Nicholas warned to the wrong person, pushing Jetta back with his forearm. His right hand slipped between the folds of his shirt and coat, unlatching a holster inside. Feeling the cold touch of his hand gun, Nicholas grasped it firmly in his hand as he drew it out. In one breath, the slide of the weapon was released and the barrel of the gun was pointed to Isalie. He had been trained under any threat, no matter how abnormal, to fire first and think later. Nicholas squeezed tightly against the trigger underneath his finger, prepared to see blood.

He hesitated.

Two of the same. Nicholas knew that he would have to be going up against some of the strangest and nightmarish things that no one normal would have to; his mind and body had been specifically trained to combat his fears and horrors. But he had never been trained to fight one of his own. Not professionally. Not to draw blood. Not to kill. Someone standing before him carried the appearance of Isalie, making Nicholas falter with his intent. His first idea was that he was fighting another Illusionist, much like himself. Not only that, but he had to protect who he truly thought was Isalie. Enough hesitation. He had to act, before the 'conflict' Nicholas invented turned out for the worst. Too far into a fighting state of mind, although he could tell the difference clothes Nicholas couldn't focus enough to tell which Isalie wore when he had seen her in E.S.S.E.N.C.E . However, the girl he thought was Isalie answered and spoke to him; surely she was the one he knew as a comrade at home.

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(Could it be that it's just an illusion
putting me back in all this confusion?
Could it be that it's just an illusion now?
Could it be a picture in my mind?)

Farington】

Mark

【Nicholas

[Chocolate_Chip_Cookies_13]

•Alysson Sadie-Ann Blackheart•

Earth, Air, Water, Fire and Metal

................ The girl with wings on her back paused when she heard the 'check one two' she also noticed Isalie leave the area, she looked up and then to the walls seeing plug ins. Ali had remembered some information back in the days ESSENCE and POWER were one organization, something about a specimen that would be created with control over soundwaves. Her mind raced, it was to be one of the few things that could battle the elements, mind you when she was bored she came up with some way to attempt a stand against any of the powers. It was hard and she hadn't found one for most but with this she had a plan.

................ The female heard the first few strums and flapped her wings hard, she kept Sam behind her and the push of the air would disrupt soundwaves, much like speaking into a fan it would be quieter and at the same time distorted as to not harm the two. She flapped again and then while the waves were beingdisrupted she concentrated on the metal that should be inside of the amps, she hated using this power. She felt a metallic taste come into her mouth as she focused on breaking and warping the metal in the amp. Her wings beat once more as she found the metal to destroy. She concentrated on it allowing the soundwaves distortion slightly into her mind to distort the metal. Soon she realized that the sound was now just a nasty sounding twang. More country than metal and the same time, not as loud anymore. Of course she figured being too close to the amp would still cause damage.

................ Alysson turned her focus onto the door, she wanted in there, she wanted to enter the room with the scriptures and take them for herself. She could feel them so close, the air was still in their only age and millions of books in there. And two humans. Both with powers, both with knowledge. She could feel the area move as these two felt around finding the scriptures. Alysson wished she could just be out of here, it wasn't big enough to fly in and she would need to run to go anywhere. She much prefered to fly about for an escape. She sighed softly waiting on what to do next.

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These are my strengths and these are my weaknesses.

[ O H . O H . S E E . ] [ N O T . M U C H . T O . WRITE . H E R E ]

[the blue bomber]

"what on earth?... crap, the amp's screwed up! the hell happened to it?... screw it, i'm doing this on my own..." said mickey, unsure of what that girl with the wings was doing, but he knew how to swat down a bird. so he unplugged the guitar, aimed the strings in her general direction and amped it up even higher than he did with the amp before slamming on a power chord, hoping that the huge soundwave would knock her out... sure, the move might've used up quite a bit of his juice, but she was making a move for the church, and mickey wouldn't have that, not now. he also REALLY hoped that katan wouldn't be deafened. no, it wasn't because mickey liked him, it was because mickey didn't want to get in trouble over saving his arrogant a**.

[Hiro Yasuka]

I am an arms dealer...
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Sam Elliot Rains

Sam had been holding his head the entire time, unable to focus enough to put his pen to paper. The waves had made his vision fuzzy. He was way too distracted to use his ability, Soon, though, he had help from Alysson.

"The one with guitar and screaming power,
would find his body cursed this hour.
He could not play a single note,
because of what the Writer wrote."

Sam pointed his pen at the guitarist at that moment, his words echoing as loud as the guitar had been, and felt the power rush out of him. He wobbled a bit. He didn't have much strength left. His power was being relied on heavily. He'd probably only have one more shot before he became utterly useless. "Nicholas! That's Isalie!" He pointed towards the true psychokinetic and then turned to Allyson. "We need to get those scriptures now. I can get us out of here after that. I dont' have much left in me."

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fitting you with weapons in the form of words.

[the blue bomber]

mickey was about to strum another chord when there was a rather odd series of twanging noises coming from his guitar... to mickey's horror, all six of the guitar's iron strings had broken... ALL SIX STRINGS! so mickey looked around, somewhat panicked before he saw a man pointing a pen at him... so mickey slung his guitar to hang on bis back before charging at the pen-man, pulling out his brassknuckles and letting out a loud, inhuman-sounding battle cry... mickey was pissed now, and not much was gonna stop him from beating the hell out of that guy.

[Hiro Yasuka]

I am an arms dealer...
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Sam Elliot Rains

Sam blinked. Oh, s**t! He turned and ran behind Alysson. "Ohshitoshitoshit! Protect me! I'm not good at fighting!" He really needed to work on that. Or at least carry a gun.

He frowned at his ability's effect, though. He wasn't talking about the guitar being cursed and breaking it's strings. He was trying to make guitar-guy unable to play. Oh well. It worked either way. Sort of. "I wouldn't mess with me! I can turn you into dust if I wanted!

He turned to the church. There was no reason he couldn't go in. Turning to the door, he grabbed and turned the knob, hoping that the others could cause enough of a distraction that he wouldn't be noticed.

Hey Isalie... Try something for me. See if you can tap into the other people's minds and remove their thoughts that register seeing me. Maybe it'll make me effectively invisible.

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fitting you with weapons in the form of words.

[the_light_cycle]

It takes two...

【Jetta-Devona-Gem】

"NO!" Jetta blurted, shoving around the guy who was apparently his name was Nicholas. She stood in front of Isalie with her arms out at her sides to sheild her. Looking around this was when Jetta got a glimpse of the full scene.


The ESSENCE operatives were too close to their target. They were surrounding the place and here she was in the very middle of the biggest thing to happen to her since...well since the last time she had seen Isalie. Anna and Mickey were her partners her friends really, Kathline and Katan were working hard as well, James and Angel were probably still cleaning up her latest mess, and she was about to let it all be for nothing and let the ESSENCE kids take their scriptures?


"I don't think so." She said aloud, making a quick decision that she knew she would hate herself for later.


"Damn." She sighed, realizing they were not only on opposing sides but that she was going to have to chose one. Spotting ESSENCE kids, who seemed to come out of the woodwork, she knew who she had to stand by. She glanced out of the corner of her eye at her sister and shrugged. "So close." Jetta looked to her would be protector and grinned, one eye brow quirked. "So far away."


Before today she knew she would do anything to be with her sister again, to make things right for them how they use to be. But that was before today, before so many people had saved her life and came to depend on her. If she screwed this up now...well she didn't know what would happen. No matter what she did she would lose something. Either her sister, again, or everyone else in her life.


She focused and POOF another Jetta stood behind Nicholas. "A shame really." The dupe Jetta leaned forward to wrap her arms around Nicholas' waist to distract him and slowly twine her way around him to take his gun. "You're a real cutie, chivalrous and everything." She hollared over Mickey's playing until the strangest sound...


Broken strings....


"MICKEY! ANNA! SOMEBODY! DO SOMETHING! WE HAVE TO STOP THEM!" She shouted as loud as she possibly could, with help from her duplicate as well. Whoever was in the church had to be stopped. Where was Anna!? She could go in and pull some magic and get this done, hell even James or Angel could do this. All the POWER kids had to do was stop ESSENCE. They didn't physically have to be the ones to retrieve the scriptures. Besides James and Angel deserved a little more appreciation back and HQ and what better than to handle this mission? Not to mention Jetta kinda owed them big for the plane thing.


Figures. She thought darkly, looking at the sister she was about to betray and the cute guy who unknowingly had done the same. I finally stop screwing up and I'm still a screw up. She sighed. It was almost comical, the idea of finally being able see yourself completing a mission successfully and passing over to glory to someone else AND the joy of seeing Isalie but doing to opposite of celebrating and enjoying it.

But for now...one will simply have to do.