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Christopher wound his way through the school's hallways, still heading towards the library. His head still felt like it was in a vice and he just wanted to sit down. As he approached the library entrance he saw a fellow student leaving and stoped short. It was a short girl with long hair, and it didn't take a detective to see that she was hiding something. He didn't really care and just wanted to go read. He gave the girl a slight nod the walked past her into the library.

Alice heard some one at her door.
"Are you alright in there?!" A girls voice called, Alice untangled her legs from her sheets and went to the door. A small girl with short blonde hair stood in front of her looking a little unsettled.
"Um, sorry if I disturbed you..uh bad dream..." Alice said sheepishly. She glanced briefly down the hall and saw Jack grab Dawn. For a second Alice was torn between who to protect. But brushed it off and ran towards the two.
"Jack!!! Let go of her!! Dawn listen to me..." Alice said as she approached, she could see the power building in Dawn's eyes. Alice used the power she could muster to throw Jack from Dawn. He hit the floor and looked at Dawn then to her. There was something in his eyes, but Alice had to get to Dawn before she lost it.
"Dawn close your eyes..." Alice said as she neared Dawn, the girl threw an arm out in front of Alice as she approached.
"I wouldn't if you wish to keep that arm..." Alice said, her voice was calm but with a hidden edge. She ushered Dawn into her room, looking back at Jack apologetically.
"Dawn..stay in here ok?" Alice said once they where inside, she sat Dawn down on her bed, and gave her a slight encouraging smile. Dawn nodded, looking distant.
Alice returned to the hall way to see Jack gone and the girl from earlier talking to the girl who was protecting Dawn.

Jack stared at Alice in disbelief as she helped the girl into her room. He picked himself off the floor and gave a cold look to the other girl, the one with the long hair that had been so threatening. This wasn’t over. He stormed into his room, gripping the door and slamming it behind him, waiting to hear that satisfying bang that let everyone get a good idea just how pissed off you were.
But it never came. The door closed softly, carefully. Jack’s eyes twitched. “Alice,” he hissed. “I don’t want to hear what you have to say. I’m not even going to listen to your damn emotions so don’t try.” He didn’t turn around. He was standing across the room facing the wall. In a normal, comfortable room there might have been a window there, but here there was only cold, stale white.

Christopher ran his finger along the spines of several books as he walked down the corridor formed by a couple of shelves. He was starting to feel at home amongst all the books, and the pain in his head was finally starting to ease up. The library was empty, the way he liked it, and took up a large portion of the "school". His foot steps echoed as he paced down the aisle. He took a book off the shelf at random and sat down in a quiet corner. Leaning his back against the wall, Chris flipped the book over and read its cover. The Red Badge of Courage and other short stories, by Stephen Crane. "Meh" he said with a shrug and began to read.He had been reading for a little while when he suddenly let out a yelp and dropped the book. A spark had lept from the book to his finger and left it feeling numb. Cautiously he picked up the book and began to read again. Chris stopped again suddenly and frowned, he already knew everything from the page he was on. He turned to the next page and began to read and his frown deepened, a look of concerne passing over his face. He knew everything on that page as well. He flipped over every page and each time it was the same story, he knew the words to every page before he ever read them. Breathing heavily, Chris threw the book aside and tried to think. Whats going on here? he wondered, The doctor has to be behind this. He sat in his corner for a few minuets trying to calm down and make sence of what happened. Finally, he decided to test his half formed theory. He stood up slowly and waked over to the neares book shelf. Slowly he reached out towards the nearest book, Darwins Origin of Species, and wispered "I wonder...". As he pressed his hand against the books spine light blue tendrils of energy linked him to the book. Excited and startled in equal measure Chris refused to let go of the book,. "Woah" he muttered with a small grin. After mere moments the energy disappated and Chris pulled the book off of the shelf. With deliberate slowness he opened to a random page and began to read. His grin grew into a full blown smile as he realized that he knew everything written on that page. In fact he knew everything on every page! Every picture, every word, even the meaning behind the words, it was all burned into his mind! He looked down at his hands with a mixture of awe, fear, and elation. Infinite knowledge was at his fingertips, literally, and he let out a laugh of pure euphorea.

Thorn chuckled as she continued down the hallway; ha, they were actually not killing each other. But then she thought deeper on this aspect as she walked. After all, nothing better to do. so anyways, they were trying to piece the puzzle together like little rats inside a cage.....that's what tehy all were anyways. Mutated rats in a cage, trying to escape this heck-hole that was built by a mad scientist observing them all in an evil chuckle. The world had gone dry.

But yes, it was strange how people were trying to get along. Aw, but where's the fun in that? That would not be enough to satasify a human long enough to be able to last, such friendships. Such odd creatures, human beings. Believing to do whatever their instincts and decietful minds told them to do. Help a guy one minute, then betray him in the next. It was all very pointless, and the young lady didn't really understand where the good in the world was. After all, if you couldn't trust anyone around you, what fun is it being on your own? Besides, one of these idiots would
betray another to a torture in a heartbeat, so there was no friendship. No love, nor compassion. After all, the trustworthy ones are the ones that end up dying at the end of it all! Just like her only friend....

These were thoughts that swam through the head of the girl, and she could feel something deep inside of her move. Was it anger? Rage? Mistrust?

..... lonliness?

Whatever it was, something in her moved, and her calm nature was gone. But she always channeled her emotions of sadness, to rage. Because one cannot cry on the outside.

But her thoughts were interrupted, for a guard suddenly came up to her. He had no good intentions, for she had been doing nothing wrong, while he had just sat back and watched a near-fight go on.

"What are you doing?" he asked, stern and yet, so stupidly. This made Thorn chuckle a moment, and it faded quickly as she just looked at him as if talking to a monkey.

"Heading back to my room; why ELSE would I be on the floor JUST FOR ROOMS?! Idiot..." she sighed and stormed forward, but felt something coming up behind her at a fast pace. The sound of a weapon being drawn....he was not done with her. Which meant-

HAHAHA, the fight was back! It had been so long since she defended herself in the streets, it was time to get rolling. Make the Red Skies proud!

But all she had done was twirled around and glared, right into the mans beady ugly little eyes, when something..........happened.

Thorn cried out in pain as her eyes suddenly changed with a charge running through them, and they were now dark blood red. She had dropped her book as she clutched her eyes for a moment in severe pain. As the pain suddenly stopped, she peekd through the fingers and looked about, finally moving her hands down off her face. But what shocked her was the fact that the man suddenly dropped down in surprise like a statue, not moving, not breathing, as if stung by a bee. The expression of a surpressed scream on his face.

"W-What the hell?" Thorn looked at the man surprised for a moment before she realized the opportunity, then ran down the hall with all her might and speed. Gang time had been good for her agility and running skills. She had left Crimson Tales on the floor without realizing it.

((That's cool! It does sound alot like what paralyisis would seem like, doesn't it?

Was sick of seeming like Thorn had no powers, so I got them to show finally.))

Thorn continued to speed down the never-ending hallway, or so it seemed, with a extreme panic inside her mind, although on the outside she kept her cool look. She'd gotten practice on it on the streets. However, if one looked into her mind:

OhGodwhat'sgoingonI'msogonnadieforsoemthingIdon'tevenunderstandsomethingthatdoctordidsomethingandI'mgonnadienotgoodnotgood!

She knew she was gonna die, but it was for something she didn't understand. What had happened to the guard? Why did her eyes keep hurting? She could see through a quick flash in a mirror nearby that they were still bloodred instead of nearly blackish blue. It was that a-hole of a doctor; he did something to her that made the man freeze in his tracks. Was it paralysis? It looked like it. She could hear hte man awaken from his state and scream at another girl. Her fault for butting in, but at least she was keeping up a distraction, cause the guard sounded angry. NOT HER FAULT, again; he asked for it!

She had no solitary clue where she was going; just away from here, away from whatever sick torture the man in charge was probably thinking. Well, they'd have to be quick to catch her!

Alice didn't need his powers to feel his emotions rolling off of him like waves. Anger, disbelief, hurt...it was all there. Alice wasn't used to having real friends. She hadn't had any since she was 14. Dawn was more like a younger sibling to Alice, and it was hard to talk to her about certain things, like Dr. Gerard. But Jack was her friend, or to her he was. She couldn't bare to see him mad at her. She walked up behind him and hugged him. She felt his muscles tighten, and heard his sharp intake of breath.
"I'm sorry, but if I hadn't gotten her away, bad things would have happened. Please believe me." Alice whispered, she focused her emotions, so that he knew her apology was sincere. Then let go of him and turned to leave the room. She had a feeling he might just tear it apart once she left.