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Blaine watched the events unfold, "So, I don't think this is a test..." he said to himself, looking down at the man, He's kinda short... he thought. He began to walk to the exit and looked over his shoulder to Anatoly before going through the door, "You heard the man, let's move!"

The shorter man laughed. "I like him! He has the right stuff."
Osiris opened his mouth, and the man launched forward and swung the huge hammer at his head. Osiris' arm flicked up, blocking the strike from hitting his face, but he was thrown into the side of the crater, bouncing painfully up over the edge. How he had blocked was unclear, although a gleam had been seen a moment before he had.
"Just go!" Osiris said, once again forcing himself to his feet.
"No," said the man. "Let them see the true power that being a Blazer can bring. The power to get what they want, everything, all of their dreams and aspirations..."
"Please...just go," Osiris said. "I don't want you to have to watch this."
The man walked forward and began to press the attack, forcing Osiris back.

"Ah. So a test of temptation, then. Tell me, what are your dreams and aspirations?" Anatoly asked, still unmoving.

"Ah, but what is gained from power for power's own end? When all fear you, how can you have an ordinary relationship with someone? I have never known fear and love to coexist. And if you seek to become strong enough to get whatever you want... just what is it you want?" Anatoly - physics teacher and dabbling philosopher.

(I know, but if I read it Anna doesn't read it xD on the profiles etc.)

Anna's eyes bulged and before she could run forward Emma had grasped her wrist and started dragging her off. Anna whipped around and smacked her in the face with her notebook before dropping it and running off. Anna wasn't the strongest, but she was quick; she was between Osiris and the man, her teeth bared and her eyes firey with fury. Anna had reached into her pocket and had whipped out her Mystickers, which were mysteriously stuck together, and placed it on her chest. One of her fingers lightly and awkwardly traced along the shapes and she pushed her arms out to find that a small sheild was around herself and Osiris. She beamed and stuck her tongue out at the man before reaching back towards Osiris, searching for him. Anna had to step back before she felt her fingers touch the top of his head. She kneeled down then fell on her bottom, bumping into the injured Osiris. Her head turned, her red eyes apologizing as she turned to gently grab onto his arm. Anna wasn't sure if it would work or not, but it did; his arm began to heal. Not very much or very fast, but enough to stop the bleeding and probably help witht he pain. Thank goodness for the paper he had given her! Otherwise she wouldn't have any idea how to use her Mystickers.

"I want people to stop looking down on me!"
He turned away from Osiris, pure rage in his eyes. "I want everyone to know that I am NOT someone to be messed with, or picked on, or made fun of! I AM STRONG!"
He began to advance on Anatoly. Osiris realized what was happening and, with a groan, pulled his sleeve up to reveal a strange Mysticker. With a deft flick of his hand, he activated it, dashing forward as it took effect.
He hit the man with a shoulder rush, sending him sprawling. Osiris' right arm was entirely encased in a huge metal gauntlet, covered in shining plates of metal and running up over his shoulder. The shoulder pad ended about equal to Osiris' ear.
"That's enough, Stark," Osiris said as the metal dissipated. "Give up."
"NO!" he screamed as he stood. "Damn you, I'm going to kill all of you damn Guardians! Every single one!" His voice cracked as he screamed. With an enraged grimace, he tore off his shirt to reveal rows of incredibly rare Mystickers. His hands went up and he activated two. His lightning hammer disappeared, and was replaced with a long, gleaming sword and a spiked shield. He threw himself at Osiris, who dodged back but didn't renew his Mysticker. He pushed Anna away from the fight.

Anna gave a silent gasp at the man; all those mystickers..! And Osiris! She felt herself be pushed away, but she just couldn't give up. Anna, despite her heavy boots, lept nimbly onto Stark's back. Her hands clutched at his face, digging and clawing at his eyes as she bit into his shoulder as hard as she could. Her legs were securly latched around the man's waist as she shut her eyes tight, hoping that Osiris would have at least a little chance, even if it meant she would get hurt.

Anna's arms flew up in front of her face in an 'x' shape and her legs curled up to protect her body as she waited for the blow to come. But it never did; instead, Osiris held him back and spoke in a deadly tone. Anna peaked through her arms as he punched him with his metal arm flying across to the teacher-man. She blinked then jumped up to her feet. What should she do? What could she do? It was up to Anatoly now.