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Futuristic Those That are Hunted

Amelie crossed her arms and leaned back in the chair. "To be honest I don't know. I didn't follow them back since by the time I got back to my bike they where gone. Besides, bullets are exactly easy for me to stop. I'm more of a hand to hand or gift to gift combat....How can you track them?"
 
The traffic was horrible and was slowing Vulcan down. He managed to filter some of it but sometimes he was just stuck. But that gave him time to look around and observe the night life. The streets were filled with people - youngsters laughing, couples smooching, tourists taking photos of the colorful lights of the metropolis. People from all ranks and all races. But there are two sides to every coin - drunkards, prostitutes, junkies, gangs, beggars digging in the trash, looking for food, stray dogs and cats.


"Eyes on the road, Vulcan.", he growled.


The lights were finally green but the cars were moving like wounded snails and Vulcans patience just ran out. He tipped on the screen of his GPS device that was mounted between the handlebars, just below the windshield. There was always another way out of town. The main road was obviously out of question. It would take longer but at least he would be moving. Vulcan got onto the pavement and with a loud roar of the engine for people to get out of his way he finally got a move on, quickly turning into a side street.
 
Hayden smiled at Amelie, "Kyle...?" he called out through his earpiece. "Got him, dude's name is Vulcan. He's in the streets, Pierce, not far from here." Kyle replied back, already knowing Hayden's request. Without even gesturing Amelie to follow him, he walked swiftly through the door ---


"Wait a sec..." he whispered to himself. "My cof--"


"Your coffee, sir..." the waitress slipped in.


"Thanks..." Hayden said as he took the coffee from the waitress and sipped it. He now took the doorknob and exited the cafe, not even bothering to look back at Amelie.


Hayden just realized, they had no transport rather than Amelie's bike. He doesn't like bikes...


Until a fascinating car parked right in front of him. Whoever was in there still did not come out, so Hayden knocked at the window of the vehicle as the window slid open, only to find a man that looked like he recently smoked weed. A gang. There were at least 3 people inside the car. He didn't mind. "Sir, this is the government, may you please step out of the car? It's an emergency." Hayden said. In reply, the man on the passenger seat came out, as well as the guy in the back, both of them armed. One had a knife, the other, a pistol. They stood tool and strong, trying to intimidate Hayden, "You think you know who you're messing with here, mate?" the man said. "I don't advise you pull the gun on me." Hayden replied back. "Sir, I need your vehicle." he added. The man with the knife tried to scare him by swaying the blade towards him. Unfortunately, it was too late for the man to pull his hand back, Hayden, in split second, had already locked the man's arm as he disarmed the knife and stabbed it at the gunman who was about to pull the trigger. The immobilized gangster dropped in terror, whereas the driver attempted to kick him, although was blasted and killed by Hayden's blood shard right through his chest. Thus, the last guy was sealed by his draining essence. The man's veins started to glow red so bright that it was visible to the eye, until it reached the beating heart. As if streams of scarlet tried to consume his now-glowing heart, "In a few seconds from now, this wretched little heart of yours... will pop. Unless, you know something about this guy, Vulcan." Hayden threatened. Both Hayden and Kyle knew that this Vulcan guy had many connections to gangs, maybe this guy could help. "Vulcan..?! I don't know that guy, man!" the man screamed. "Then... you're useless." he replied. Before the man could get the words out, he instead bursted blood from his mouth, dead.


Hayden finally had the car and drove to where Kyle pinpointed in the map.


Finally, Vulcan was visible now, they both were on the same street. Then, Hayden went on the wild hunt, he drove fast, and precise, shifting in every opening he can get to Vulcan. Until, he crashed his car from the back. "They know I'm here, now..." he whispered.
 
Hayden moved so fast Amelie was hardly able to keep up. Watching Hayden attempt to get the car was something new. Seeing his gift in person was a lot different than reading a file. Before Amelie realized what had happened the civilian had blood coming out of his mouth. "HAYDEN. We aren't supposed to kill civillians!" She felt a growl emit from her mouth. They were there to help protect them not kill them. Even she didn't kill the store owner that she interigated. Amelie really didn't have time to yell at him more before he got in the car. "I think I'll just follow you." She was not going to leave her bike behind. Quickly she put on her helmet and jumped on her bike.


Following behind Hayden was no easy task and Amelie was slowly regretting not staying in the car with him. If amelie didn't know how to drive as well as she did, she would have lost him pretty fast. Her bike screeched to a stop when she saw Hayden car get hit. "Shit." She mumbled. Her palm faced out and ice shot out forming the wolf again. "Stay close." The wolf nodded. Getting off her bike she ran over to where he was. Hayden! Are you ok?" The wolf stayed close to Amelie growling at the vehicle that hut her new partner.
 
Vulcan did not expect that. He first heard the engine of the powerful car behind him but thought nothing of it - perhaps just someone like him, trying to escape from the traffic jams. But something was wrong. This was no ordinary street racer. This one wanted him dead - an agent! He accelerated. A car was faster than a motorcycle, but far less agile.


"So that damn bastard couldn't keep his mouth shut, now could he... But how did the agent find me?", he thought, but then looked down and remembered "You fu*king idiot!" He tore the GPS device from its stand and threw it on the street. Now he just needed to lose the guy that was still following him, dangerously closing the distance between them. And in that very moment he heard a loud crash. He turned his head and saw the sports car getting rammed and pushed aside by a very familiar looking pickup - Ivan? The vehicle was an old model, with a rusty iron bumper that was showing no signs of the crash other than a few minor scratches. In comparison, the car was a complete wreck. The van continues unbothered. The attack was on purpose then. Vulcan slows down in order for the two to level up and stands up on the foot-pegs, looking inside the van. Yes, it indeed was his old man, who was smiling and waving at him, lowering the window.


"You looked like you needed help there, boy.", he called.


Vulcan flipped his helmet visor up and shouted "Get out of here! They can't see you with me!", then takes the next turn to the right, seeing Ivan do the same to the left.


 
(Still not sure who hit whom from ProxCnCs last post so my head right now is like this...


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...but anyways... :D )

 

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(Lol Vulcan just hurry up an get back to the station xD )


She wakes up again. She sits up on her back and leans Dow rummaging through her bag. She manages to grab her pocket knife which she flips open to a larger knife. She stands up yawning and walk up the stairs. She exits the hide out sitting on a bench just outside. She looks into the forest sighing as she sees a camera. How many cameras cover this place? She looks to the sky staring at the moon.'why are you so far away?' She thinks to her self. She looks back straight and starts humming 'the hanging tree' as she scans the foreign area. She hears a bush rustle and stands up holding her knife behind her back. She snarls like a wolf as the bush continues rustling."who is there!" She calls out to the forest brush
 
( One question, are we supposed to team up and join together both agent and non-agent at some point? Or are we just gonna have to chase each other til the end? )


"Kyle...!" Hayden exclaimed. "No, Hayden! He killed his GPS, I can't track him now! You'll have to do this manually!" Kyle replied back. His car was useless, even if the engine is still roaring, how is he supposed to pass the disaster? Cars were crashing from any direction, and somehow, Vulcan, together with the other guy who hit him, had escaped. Nonetheless, they still had time to catch him. Within seconds, Hayden had already managed to get out of the car.


Hayden harnessed all his energy in one moment, and had released it's violent domination. His essence transformed into a dark red fog that covered almost 5 miles in radius, nobody could see through it except for Hayden. The sound of crashing grew louder as the fog had spread. Vulcan can't escape... not like this...


He headed for Vulcan, curving on the next right. "Gotcha..." he whispered. With a quick grip he grabbed Vulcan's neck and threw him across his window.
 
-she slowly inspected the bush to find that nothing was there. She heard distant crashing, and lots of it. She sprung up running down to the basement and grabbing both the bow and arrows Vulcan had given to her. She sprinted up the stairs running through the forest at a quick pace as she follows the sound of crashing. She looks over a ridge to see the highway covered in fog. Cars must have been piled up for miles. She sees that the right road is also covered big she hears vulcans bike. She drops her weaponry and turns owl. She flies over the fog and just as she centres herself she hears a male say 'your mine', a harsh screech and a thud. She knew Vulcan was attacked. She flew straight the direction her weapons were and turned human grabbing it an sprinting towards the sound. Agents were after Vulcan and she wasnt going to let then take him. He would do the same for her. She stood at the edge of the fog bow aimed where she thinks the agent is located and sees an unfamiliar males face through the fog. She lets go of it which swings into action and penetrates the males leg. She steps into the fog and the air around her is clear. She deflects this males power?!? In awe she keeps walking standing beside Vulcan her bow aiming at the agents head."I suggest not doing anything stupid" she says darkly
 
Vulcan was going as fast as he could. He looked in the mirror to see that he wasn't followed so he slowed down "Lost them for sure.", he thought but then out of nowhere a dense crimson fog started crawling around his feet, covering the street in a surreal way. Drivers were shocked by the sudden change and started crashing into one another. Pedestrians started screaming in terror, encouraging the chaos further. Suddenly a car turns off, right in front of Vulcan and causes him to crash into the side of the vehicle, propelling him over the back panel and head first onto the pavement.


The motorcycle was a wrack - the front wheel was turned in one way, the handlebar in a completely other, twisted and broken. The gas tank was punctured and petrol was dripping out, the front and side cowl were basically ripped off - completely beyond repair, but that was Vulcans last concern right now.


He rolls on his back, stiff with pain, his vision blurry. His gear had softened the fall somewhat, but it still was an extremely painful experience to crash into a car when riding at 60 kph. His visor is cracked, hanging on just one of the screws on the side so he takes his helmet off and tries to stand up, but stumbles and falls over.


Suddenly a strong arm grabs him by the throat, lifts him up and throws him through a window, shattering the glass with his body weight, feeling shards puncture the skin around less protected areas. Adrenalin is rushing in his head like crazy, causing him to ignore all the pain and dizziness and quickly get back on his feet, still breathing heavy. He wouldn't go down without a fight. All of a sudden an arrow hits the agent in the leg, going straight through - Kytha - no doubt about it. He uses the moment to his advantage to pull out one of the two 10mm pistols and to point it at the outlines of his attacker that he sees in the dense fog. Both of Vulcans arms are punched out, rigid to help control the recoil, right hand wrapped around the grip, finger ready on the trigger, the left hand gripping the other to minimize the shock on his arms and shoulders.


"Nice timing.", he whispers to Kytha as she stands beside him, then turns back to the agent.


But he wouldn't kill the man even if he could, considering his gift. This would just call for more to go after them and that was exactly what they wanted to avoid. A peace treaty would probably fail just as gloriously but it was worth a try.


"We come with peace, but tell us, what do you want with us? You have no proof if we are gifted or not whatsoever, but by the looks of it, you don't really mind hurting civilians as well, so I ask again, what do you want with us?", he asks rigorously.
 
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(I'll post my response soon but yeah. The last time I did this some of the agents turned)


 
This was ridiculous. How her superiors allowed him on the field she had no idea. "You idiot!" Amelie had a shell of ice around her to protect her. a car hit her and the ice shatter but it succeed in not letting damage come to her. "They should have kept you off the field. We are supposed to protect the civilians not kill mass amounts of them." She looked at the wolf beside her and nodded her head towards Hayden. The wolf nodded and ran after Hayed leaving a trail of ice behind it. Amelie gasped when an arrow shot through Hayden's leg. Her wolf finally got to him and growled. Amelie took her time to try and get closer to them to hear what the man, Vulcan, was saying.


"I have no intention of killing civilians. Now for him," She glared at Hayden, "he seems to have other ideas that I'm not ok with and report." She glared at Hayden. "Also my proof is is that you shot at me and ran when you my wolf made of ice. Yes I understand you shooting it but you wouldn't have said 'I will not let you kill me today or something like that. And why would someone like you, who does thing illegally, want to help and orphan like her unless there was something you had in common." She crossed her arms. "And I'm not stupid. I've been an agent for years I know what to look for when hunting people down." She moved her hands to her side and opened her palm. A sword of ice started to form and when it was complete she gripped it.
 
"Dear Ms... Icicle, what would you do if you were attacked? Never heard of self-defense? How could I have known that you weren't some crazed gifted.", he said turning his head to face the other agent with a bit of a soft smile - a female in her twenties, a grim expression uglifying her pretty face, her skin white as snow, matching her gift "Besides, do you even know who her boss was? That guy was a human traficant, trading with organs! She would end up either in a whorehouse or in a coffin.", he stays calm, not showing any emotions but on the inside his heart is almost on the brink of bursting from nervosity.


Seeing the female form a blade of ice, then pointing it at him, his hand instinctively enveloping the grip of the other gun on his side, not pulling it out just yet. The hand holding the gun started to shake. It was no easy task holding a 1 kg gun upwards for such a long period of time. They were surrounded and a fight would end badly for them. He had to think of something, and fast.


"Concerning me, I've been trying to leave my criminal past behind me since it began. It isn't exactly a job where you can simply go and say 'I quit'... Sound familiar? Have you been brainwashed like some of your colleagues or did you have the privilege of staying sane?"


He was saying the truth. This was not a life he had chosen by himself. It was chosen for him, because life on the streets for a kid meant either death or joining a gang. And now, that he had no one to tell him what to do, he could finally accomplish this goal of his - start anew. At the age of 26 he still had all his life in front of him, which, considering the situation they were in, could ironically end at any moment.


To show them they meant no harm he lowered both his hands, turning the safety switch on the gun, then retracting it in its holster. Then he mentions to Kytha to lower her bow as well. If the agents wanted to kill them neither his guns, nor her bow or their gifts combined would help.
 
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Amelie put her sword back down to her side. "If I was some crazed gifted I wouldn't have told my wolf to just follow you, I would have told it to attack. My objective is to capture those of my kind alive with minimal civilian causalities. The only reason why her boss stayed alive....though if I knew that I would have killed him on the spot." Hearing the word brainwashed Amelie flinched. That was on of the reasons she joined the government willingly. She didn't want to lose the memory of her father nor her brother. Though she wished they could have destroyed her memories of her mother. A frown formed on her face at the thought. "I joined so I wouldn't become hunted down like you all. My father constantly risked his life to protect me and that was something I didn't want. I got to keep my 'sanity' because I am great at what I do. People like you don't seem to understand the perks of becoming an agent. I never have to worry about being hunted down. I can roam free and travel the world. Of course the cost is tracking people down like you. I only kill if necessary, which doesn't happen as often as you think." Not to mention I can keep tabs on Alec and father so they don't find them. They can't find Alec. Seeing Vulcan lower both of his hands and put the gun away, Amelie let her sword slowly melt till it was no more. Her wolf though stayed firmly next to Hayden.
 
-the girl growl as the women calls we an orphan, her bow now aimed at the lady. She sees everyone lowering their weapons and Vulcan tells her to lower hers. She slowly lowers it still cautious of course. She puts her arrow away and grabs her pocket knife out of a secret compartment. Just in case, of course. She swung her bow into its holster the she custom made which attached to her quiver. She still stood still. "The gov is evil. Why not join with other gifted and rebel against them? Free our kind were not that different. We all want to survive don't we? What do y'all say? Rebel and join forces? To inside spies would be helpful anyways. Find out their weak spots or weaknesses." She spoke with confidence in front of everyone
 
"She's right. Perks? What perks? Do you know what happens to those that you capture? Have you developed a cure or do you just lock them up, use them like testing animals? The gifted ones are still human beings, damn it!", he notices he was shouting the last sentence and backs away. He wasn't quite calm yet, there was still that guy, the other agent. However, before Vulcan could even think of that he notices the thin line of blood leaking down his arm. Adrenaline had kept him immune to the pain of the crash and the glass splinters but the sight of his blood cleared his head and made him remember. And with the memory came back the pain - the wound on his shoulder that had opened up again, the glass that was still stuck in his arm and all the bruises from the fall. Tomorrow he would be the color of a blueberry. "Pull yourself together.", he growled.


He straightens his back, grabs the glass shard without giving it much thought and tears it out with a cry. He shouldn't waste any more energy, so he sits onto the ground, leaning his back to a wall. Let the agents handle their affairs. He just now had a chance to look around. The fog had almost cleared completely. There were not many people in the street, all had ran away, ambulances had not arrived yet and how could they - the roads were blocked. Oh, it looked like a war zone. What was the extend of the fog to cause so much chaos in mere minutes? The air was filled with the sour stench of blood and in a way it was his fault as well. There were people laying dead or heavily injured - some unconscious, others crying in pain, cars smoking, a man just a few meters away from them, that hadn't put on his seat belt, so his airbag hadn't opened and he had flown right through the front wind shield - obviously dead. Vulcans motorcycle, or what was left of it, still laying in pieces. A young woman screaming a name in terror, trying to find her lost child.


"We can't leave these people like this. We have to help them. It's our fault for God's sake.", he says weary and stands up from the ground with a moan, rushing towards the woman, grabbing her by the shoulder. Her eyes red with tears, she's unable to explain, but instead just mumbles the name of her son - little Johnny. Vulcan takes her hand in his, trying to get her to talk to him. "Do you have something belonging to the kid?" She nods and hands him a small plush husky. He tries to concentrate on the toy alone, but every smell around him is so overwhelming that it is impossible to focus, not in his human form anyway. He turns and takes the doll in his mouth, closing his eyes and ignoring everything else around him. Then he goes into a lazy trot, keeping his head and nose close to the ground, limping heavily but determined to continue. He had to stop and look around, smell the air, followed by the now even more scared woman. Until finally he sees the outlines of a small figure hiding behind a dumpster, he runs towards it, pushing his nose into the gap of where the child was crouching, hearing a gaily "Doggie" and getting his muzzle petted "Oh, my beautiful boy!", the woman shouts and embraces her barely five year old son "Mama!"


The search and the successful find had made Vulcan so happy, it had made his heart warm up, but it had also drained his last drop of energy. His wounded leg loses balance and he falls to the side with a squeal.
 
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She watches Vulcan all the while as he helps the mother and child. Heart warmed. She had never seen him be so kind. She saw a young girl laying in the middle of the road and walks over to her asking her whats wrong. The girl unable to answer through her strong cry. She pulls the girls head onto her lap to see a giant gash in her side, blood leaking out. "Vulcan! We've ft an injured girl! Looks pretty bad." She says and rips of the sleeve o her shirt tying it around the child waist and picks her up carrying her in her arms. She ears the girl whisper 'my puppy' and looks up at me while I look down. I look at her and ask her the dogs name and breed. "Cody he's a German shepherd" the girl replies. I hand her to Vulcan and look at her. "Do you have a toy of his?" I ask gently. She pulls a small stuffed squirrel out of her coat and hand it to me. I turn wolf and sniff it grabbing it and speed off into the large pile of cars. I slowly catch the dogs scent and stand confused as I am right on his main scent yet he isn't here. I realize he must be underneath and slide down a small hole to see the young shepherd pup cowering under the car. I grab him by the scruff and pull him up with myself. I make my way back to the girl the small pups leg cut and blood dripping out. I nod to Vulcan to put her down and place the pup next to her. The dog licks the girls face happily as I change back human. I rip off the other sleeve of my plaid shirt and wrap it around the dogs leg. " we need to get em some proper care, and fast." I say a worried look on my face as I look at Vulcan.
 
As Vulcan hears Kytha calling out for him, he turns back human and after the second try manages to stand up and limp to her, taking the wounded girl in his arms, her head leaning tiredly on his chest. Kytha returns with the requested mutt and Vulcan sets the youngster back on the ground. He kneels beside her and pulls the improvised bandage aside from the wound to take a closer view, then looks Kytha deeply in the eyes, shaking his head in denial. The shrapnel had dug in deep into her stomach and liver and had ripped them to pieces. She would bleed out in less than fifteen minutes. There was nothing they could do for her, rather than stand by her side in her dying moments.


"Can't save them all.", he sighs and strokes Kythas cheek with the back of his hand.


He stands up and suddenly he remembers Ivan. He immediately calls him through the handsfree, receiving no answer at first, causing his heart to skip a beat from fear for his dear old man's life. Suddenly he starts hearing buzzing noises.


"Ivan! Do you copy?"


"Vulcan *buzz* damn this *buzz* phone *long buzz*", for a moment he looses contact but then receives another call from another number "Boy, can you hear me now?"


"Loud and clear. What's your status?"


"The traffic jam prevented the cars from moving too much but there are injured. You?"


"War...", a pause follows.


"I'm gonna stay and help wherever I can."


"Same here. Meet you at the hideout.", Vulcan says and hangs up. He then looks around the scene, not knowing where to start. A family trapped in their crushed car, a man with a severed leg, another burnt, a third in shock, a wild expression on his face - his arms wrapped around his knees, rocking back and forth.
 
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The events had occur so fast, yet Hayden staid quiet, sitting on the ground with blood on his pierced leg. "What did you do...? You...?!" Kyle shouted, however Hayden barely heard it, his ears were ringing and grew worse every second. There's nothing he could do now. He was the cause of all this, despite being calm, he knew the greed for killing his own kind was still in him. While he had the chance, he stood up as he removed the arrow without even flinching, then escaped the scene. "Hayden...! Answer me! We're coming for you...! You hear me...! You're a disgrace...! You're out of the agency, Pierce!" Kyle exclaimed so loud that Hayden was pushed to his limits and with a sudden burst, ripped his earpiece and stomped it with his heel.


Hayden was pacified as ever, he never gave an expression on his face. However he considered the fact that he has been a disgrace to both the agency, and especially his bloodline of hunters. Yes, even down to his grandfather, the ancestral bloodline of Pierce was an important key to the agency. Especially his father, who had taught him all the things he needed.


Yet there was one thing in his mind: Take down anybody in his way, agent or non-agent...
 
(my computer is being stupid and not working. So on tapatalk this ~ means in her head.)


"Shit!" Amelie cursed. "Go after him!" She yelled at her wolf. The creature nodded and ran after Hayden. ~the wolf will only go so far though.~ After all her gift has its limits. Once the wolf was a certain distance away from her it will shatter. Looking around at the mess, she kept thinking Hayden shod be her top priority. An agent going rogue isn't a good thing. But Amelie couldn't just leave thing like this. Despite what people may think she does take her job seriously when it comes to protecting civilians. This was re last thing she wanted to happen. Taking out her phone she dialed a number. "Kyle, I'm going to make some calls to get help here faster." She looked at Vulcan and Kytha as they changed. "Is there a way you can keep track of where Hayden is going? I still need to take care of a few things."


(I would type more but it's hard for me to on here)
 
Kythas knowing she can help expression died. Replaced with a grieving one.her eyes tear up and she leans down next to the girl. "Did you know you were going to die."" I ask and she nods. "Your dog was your last request..." She half mumbles to herself. The girl looks at her then her dog. "Take care of Cody" she whispers an takes her last breath.


The dog is now whimpering wildly and licking the girls face. I pick up the pup and take one more look at her. She realizes how much the girl reminds her of herself. She turns to Vulcan."we need to find a way to see I there are any of us in there. She reminds me of myself and I don't want any of us to die when we could create an army to rebel against the gov. So you got any ideas?"
 
"Do you even hear yourself, Kytha? Create an army? Launch an attack? With what? Non-gifted will not lift a finger to help us and the gifted ones will be too afraid to participate They are not soldiers and neither are you. You weep just at the sight of a dying girl you don't even know and you expect me to believe that you will stand your ground at a battlefield. Our priority right now is to get the heck out of here, before more agents show up.", he says angrily and turns his back on her, running a hand over his face and hair in frustration. He was too harsh, letting emotions rule his mind.
 
"We can at least try!"she snaps and walks off into the cars trying to think of a way to contact gifteds without being reported to the gov by any non gifteds. She sat down and put her hands over her face. She had to try... She sighs as the pup licks her and instantly an idea pops into her head. She turns wolf and sniffs the air. She catches a shifted scent but can't tell If it is vulcans or someone else's. "if you aren't going to try then fine just hide for the rest of your life! But I'm going to fight for MY rights!" She says and turns her back looking into the mess of cars.
 
Hayden listened to the wolfy footsteps behind him for a moment, then finally turned to face the icy hound. He was surprised the wolf had not attacked him yet, and neither will he. He knew the ice wolf was just some form of ice, it wasn't a real and free creature, it was never loyal to Amelie... it was forced to follow her. For that, Hayden felt pity as the wolf had began fading, looking into Hayden's eyes. He knelt down to exchange his own feelings to the wolf, running his palms across the wolf's furry and cold head. "You're dying, and you know that. You know you're being controlled by that girl, but we can change that. You can be free... you can do what you will..." He said with a soft voice. "We're just gonna have to break the domination of that girl."


He swiftly gripped the wolf by it's head, just as a swarm of tiny crimson shards darted around the wolf's body trying to find and destroy the bond between the wolf and Amelie's control of it. Hayden heard a cracking krrch sound while his essence fought something invisible to him, the bond was breaking. But the wolf had completely fade away, it was gone now...


Hayden continued his escape, trying to find shelter...
 
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( So I guess it's really not possible to break that extension? Or can it be possible just like what Hayden had done? )
 

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