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Futuristic Those That are Hunted

Larassa smirked behind the woman's back and said, "But those are the best memories I have." She then held up her finger, which still had a small blue flame dancing at its tip, to the woman's left ear, effectively beginning to burn her ear. Waiting a full two seconds, Larassa then pulled her hand back and admired her handiwork, which was the woman's left ear with the top portion burned clean off. Larassa's flames were so hot though, that they automatically cauterized any wounds they inflicted and thus, precented any extensive bleeding. Deciding to wait for the woman to calm down from the infliction, Larassa walked back around so that she was standing in front of the woman, across the table. Larassa dismissed the small flame from her finger and then interlaced her hands behind the small of her back.
 
Feeling the burn on her ear, the woman tried to hold in the pain, she didn't last very long and almost instantly started to scream in pain. It took her a while to calm down. Her strength is with the mind. Physical pain was something she wouldn't handle for long. If the child was never taken, soemthing like this wouldn't have been a problem. She closed her eyes for a moment trying to get her barrings. If she was honest with her self, the woman didn't think she was going to last this long. When word had first reached their ears that Larassa was coming, there was only panic in their thoughts. They would do anything nor to get on her bad side. ~and her I am doing exactly that.~
 
Vulcan's night vision enabled him to see Kytha clearly in the darkness but even as she came into his personal space he didn't move. However, when she called him a pup, Vulcan tried keeping in the giggle and instead gave her a small smile. "Call me what you want." he said simply and blowed in her eyes to get her to move away a bit, just like blowing away an annoying bug. "I'd appreciate some personal space, thank you I haven't come here to argue." he added and crossed his arms, giving himself some extra space. At the same time he wanted to have his hands ready to protect him from a possible attack.
 
Kytha barely flinched and stood still watching his movements and reading him easily. "You know how easy it is to read someone like yourself when I have the exact same experiences you have. It's so fun to play this little game for my whole life." Another giggle escaped her. She had no movement but her eyes, which seemed to light a dark fire. "Tell me what you want or leave me be. I am in no mood to have any of this."
 
(( Haiee! Well, Vulcan hahaha I need you to pls summarize everything that's happened again lol got lost in the pages hahah too long for me to read all of them xD ))
 
"Why are you so mad at me?" he asked simply. "I'm really curious because everything that has happened to you so far had been your own fault." he added and made eye contact. He wasn't backing away and he definitely wasn't afraid of her.
 
Larassa waited for the woman to breath normally again, or as normal as she could after what Larassa just did. Inwardly smiling at the effect she'd had on the woman and the pleasure Larassa had felt from inflicting the pain, Larassa then said evenly, "I asked you a question, spy. You'd best answer before I decide that you no longer require an ear altogether." Smirking now, Larassa then added, "It's not like you really listen to me anyhow so I doubt you'd miss it for long. Now, what is your name?"


Quickly realizing that he'd be of no use in this situation, Tucker silently watched as Kytha and the wolf agent exchanged words. They both appeared calm to Tucker, but he felt that the two had a long history and despite their calm words and expressions, there was a war silently raging between the two. Yet, Tucker felt like he was in a war himself. He was infuriarated by the fact that he couldn't do anything to help protect Kytha. He felt useless right now and had no idea how to get himself out of this predicament.
 
Kytha growled at him. She stepped closer, getting even more in his face. The stare was accepted by her and a challenge showed in those dark, hollow eyes of hers. "My own fault. So me, being thrown from a car onto the hard ground as an infant is my fault. My having a gift is my personal fault. You helping me when i was alone then stabbing me in the back, my fault? My rebellious nature is my fault? Even my trying to protect people who haven't done ANYTHING wrong and are getting taken to prison, forced to work or even killed, is my fault. How low can you get, Vulcan, that you accuse someone like that when you've done much worse. You promised to protect me no matter what. Now were enemies and you could care less if I was tortured and killed. How dare you." Her anger seeped out of her body, reaching anything near her and pulling at it.
 
"And I sadly realize my mistake of helping you back then just now. I should have left you in that store to rot. You would have been taken in then and all of the things that followed would have been avoided. And don't you say I didn't warn you, didn't give you options to escape. But nooo, your rebellion was more important. Well look where that got you!" he answered. "And how exactly are you innocent?! You aided a man that has killed thousands of innocents and is now roaming free once more! How's that a rebellion?! This is terrorism! And you deserve to be here." In the end he was yelling at her, standing over her the way she was getting in his face. He was at least a head taller and twice her size so had no problem with it.
 
Tucker kept swiveling his head between Kytha and the wolf agent. Hearing what Kytha went through made Tucker wince. She had a good point and Tucker was growing more an dmore distrustful and hateful of the wolf agent by the second. Especially since he stopped Tucker from finally escaping this hellhole. Now he hated him even more for what he'd put Kytha through. Anger began coursing through Tucker's ethereal body and despite not being able to physically harm the wolf agent, Tucker still stepped up to his side and punched him in the gut. Even if the wolf agent didn't feel it, it'd still make Tucker feel better, even if it was a tint victory.
 
The woman closed her eyes and took a deep breath before responding. "My name is Rosalyn Frey." Her voice was quiet. "I am the Prime Minister's (Israel) other daughter." Turned out both of the daughters had gifts. Luckily his one son did not. Rosalyn was lucky that hers wasn't easy to spot unless in a situation like this. "If you touch me anymore than you already have, my father will start a war. Taking both of his daughters isn't wise." When Larassa came back into view her eyes locked with hers.
 
Larassa was taken aback upon hearing Rosalyn's name, more importantly her last name. She knew who she was the moment she heard the name. Why had the government bothered with kidnapping the other duaghter? Granted, she had a gift, a strong one at that, but still. The ties with Israel were frayed enough as it was. Regardless, Larassa was here for answers and she would get them. Crossing her arms over her chest, Larassa then said smugly, "That wasn't so hard, now was it? Anyhow, if your father were to start a war, he'd lose rather quickly. I doubt he wants to lose a war on top of losing his two daughters." Larassa tried to recall the third sibling from Rosalyn's family. It had been years since Larassa had been on the team that kidnapped Apha, Rosalyn's sister. At the time, their third sibling had been only a baby and so there had been no point in trying to kidnap him or her at such a young age. Especially since it was always a possibilty for him or her to grow up without a Gift to begin with. Unable to recall the child's name, Larassa cocked her head at Rosalyn and then asked, "What was your youngest sibling's name again?"
 
"Now why should I tell you that? I thought you had information on all the higher ups kids. After all, you lot like to make sure they don't have gifted children. Oh but you made a little mistake with that. Luckily for father his son didn't get a gift." Rosalyn just wanted to yell at Larassa. They had no idea what they were up against. The rebellion that had taken years to form. "Did you really think it would go down well when you take a leader's child?" Something shoved into her mind. It was strong, everyone had to be thinking about him for it to happen. ~Hayden.~ "Who is Hayden Peirce?"
 
Larassa listened to what Rosalyn had to say about her brother, but quickly lost interest in him when Rosalyn said that her brother had no gift. Hearing that they'd made a mistake by taking Rosalyn and Alpha away from their father, Larassa just shrugged in response. That didn't matter to her since Larassa was just here to get information. Deciding to sit down again now that Rosalyn seemed more keen to answer her questions, Larassa pulled out her chair and then sat down. Looking at Rosalyn, Larassa then was surprised upon hearing the question about Hayden, though she didn't show it. Raising an eyebrow at her, Larassa then avoided the question by asking Rosalyn, "What do you know of the rebellion? I'm sure you're fully aware of it."
 
Hayden sighed, he was still waiting for Vulcan to reply, but he was so sure he wouldn't. It was confirmed his little death threat didn't surprise them. That was why Hayden was plotting another one... but it wasn't a threat. He took his phone and called the Government Chief himself. "Hello, Chief. It's me, Hayden. I want this to be as quick as possible. There's an abandoned cabin just north of your prison in Niagara Falls. In the cabin, there will be 5 dead guards all piled up in one place, and there will be a note under the corpse pile, which, only you can read. It has concerns of my family, the Pierce. You can bring your guards for protection, but only you must move the move the corpses and take the note. I will be watching your every move, Chief. Don't break the rules, and we won't have any problems. Don't underestimate me, Chief. Good luck." He ended the call and finally dropped down his tree post to get moving. Of course, there was no note in the cabin, there was only a bomb. If the chief really believes it, then, the plan succeeds. But either way, the bomb will still go off. Even if the chief won't die in the trap, someone will. And that should be a sufficient message for them to fear Hayden.
 
When Vulcan finished, Kythas face went stone. Her posture unmoving as well as her eyes. But, something was moving, her hand. It reach up and swung trying to catch Vulcans face with her palm. Her voice rose to an angry roar and her eyes began changing through a quick cycle t


Of each if her eye colours. It stopped on a mixture of all 5 giving her a strange and unnerving appearance. Her teeth sharpened into wolf teeth as she snarled at him. "Screw you. At least I'm trying to SAVE lives not harm them."
 
Vulcan saw the hand coming at his face - one of the many advantages of being a Therian - faster reflexes and faster average movements. A normal human might not be able to see it. However, Vulcan decided to take it. Sometimes a little bit of violence was doing wonders to calm one down. It sent his head to the side and he didn't move for a moment, staring somewhere at the edge between the wall and floor, gathering his thoughts. After a bit he stood straight again and looked her in the eyes that had changed their colors - the coloration of each of her animals. "Didn't turn out so great the last time. I don't particularly enjoy what we're doing here, Kytha. But that day it was either joining them and being protected or us both getting captured... or me being killed by Hayden gone rogue. Survival instinct is a bitch." he said as he was rubbing his reddened cheek.
 
Watching her eyebrow raise, Rosalyn knew she knew something about that name. The question about the rebellion made her laugh. "My my Larassa. They must have not told you anything about me. I've been in the states for a while now. I don't get anything information from them. I will be of now use to you. But In my stay here I did hear about a rebellion, but that got quickly shut down, though there were many casualties." She smirked. "I thought you were here to protect the people, not kill them."


Hearing Richter panic and call her name had her turning out the door. "Amelie, where are you going?" One of the agents asked. "Someone got out of control in the training field. I'll be right back." Her wolf ran on head, when it got there before her it howled and jumped in along side Richter. Amelie showed up not too long after. "What the hell is going on here." She looked at Richter first and then turned to..."Who are you?"
 
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Deciding she didn't like the tone and attitude of Rosalyn, Larassa calmly pointed her finger at Rosalyn's already burned ear and then sent a small firebolt at it, effectively burning it entirely. Letting out a small sigh, Larassa then said, "I'd watch your tone if I were you. You have no authority here and that cocky attitude of yours will not help you in this situation." Knowing Rosalyn would be overwhlemed by the pain for a minute or two, Larassa thought over what she should ask about next. Rosalyn wasn't too far from the truth though. Larassa really hadn't been given any information prior to this. She had no idea what was going on. At least Rosalyn seemed to have little to no information on Hayden besides his name. Hopefully it'd stay that way. Deciding to change the subject, Larassa then asked Rosalyn, "Does your father have any plans of attack against us?"
 
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Rosalyn's eyes closed tight. The pain was overwhelming she thought she was going to pass out. Her hearing was now gone in her left ear. "No! Not yet. You're too strong." ~But if she kills me he would attack anyway.~ "Fools you are, though. If you keep taking and taking the people will eventually fight back. History always repeats itself. This kingdom your agency has made will fall. Could be now could be in the next generation, but it will fall!" Rosalyn knew it was stupid of her to say something like that but she couldn't help it. The agency had no idea how badly the common folk, who's kids got taken away from them, want to fight back.
 
Larassa kept a neutral expression and then stood up calmly before walking over to Rosalyn's side. Intertwining her hands behind her back, Larassa then said, "You didn't answer my question. What are your father's plans of attack? Surely, being one of his daughters and only being recently captured, you would know of such things." While waiting for Rosalyn's answer, Larassa began to remember back to past interrogations where she'd burned the fingers off of prisoners and whoever she was interrogating. The screams echoed in Larassa's mind, as she calmly waited for Rosalyn's answer. Larassa needed her information. And she would get it. After all, Larassa hadn't been given a set of rules to abide by for this interrogation.
 
Hearing the screams in Larassa's head made her panic. No interrogator has had memories like this. "I only send information out I don't get any in. My father made sure to do this incase I get into a situation like this. I know nothing!" She screamed. Larassa's memories were so strong. It was at this point Rosalyn wished the cuffs did a better job.
 
Larassa narrowed her eyes down at Rosalyn and said, "Really now? And why should I believe you so easily?" The corner of her mouth twitched at the idea of burning off one of Rosalyn's fingers, but Larassa held back for the moment, hoping to incite Rosalyn into giving her some information.


 
Tucker grinned when Kytha struck at the wolf agent and was about to cheer her on when he felt himself fading away. What was going on, another memory?


Blinking, Tucker watched as the world formed around him. Within seconds, he recognized the city. It was where they had all gotten separated. Tucker had managed to escape the agents that one time many years ago while also having kept them from finding out about his siblings' gifts. Now, his siblings, more specifically his triplet sister and brother, had left their parents behind to try and find Tucker after a 'red blur' had been sighted in the city. Tucker was sitting outside a cafe in the city. He was a usual customer and always got his coffee in the mornings. The caffeine didn't stay in his system for long, so he just drank it to enjoy the taste now. While he was sipping on his coffee, Tucker froze mid-sip at the sight of Manjano and Piper crossing a street and heading his way. Piper had dyed her hair red, but otherwise she and Manjano looked the same as they did a couple months ago when Tucker first ran away and gave the agents a good chase to keep them away from his family. Calmly putting his coffee back down onto the table, Tucker quickly stood up and then left a five dollar tip on the table before he left the cafe and met his siblings on the street. Eyeing them, Tucker crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow, his typical manner of stubbornness. Piper smirked at him though and while Manjano continued to calmly walk towards Tucker, Piper sprinted forward and then quickly enveloped Tucker in a hug. Tucker was stiff at first, but then he finally relented and relaxed before returning the hug. Sighing, Tucker then asked Piper, "How'd you two find me?" Piper took a step back and then cocked her head with a slight smile before saying, "It wasn't too hard to find you when you've been imprisoned for six years, dork." Tucker's heart skipped a beat and he let out a strangled gasp before he doubled over and felt his vision becoming tunneled. Panic enveloped him wholly and he struggled to breath, every inhale a struggle. This couldn't be real. If he was imprisoned still, then why wasn't he in jail? Feeling someone's hand on his shoulder, Tucker turned his head to try and see who it was, and saw the wolf agent in his wolf form with one of his paws on Tucker's shoulder. Eyes wide, Tucker stumbled backwards and then fell down on his butt before scrambling backwards from the agent. The agent smiled down at Tucker and then power-restricting handcuffs appeared at the agent's paws. Wheezing while still struggling with his panic attack, Tucker lurched forward with the intent of trying to escape, but the agent was on him in seconds and tearing through his arm. Tucker screamed in agony and fear before everything faded again.
 
Rosalyn squeezed her fingers at the thought of her fingers burning off. "The only thing I know is that there are gifted willing to fight. I swear." Her voice was low. Her eyes weren't concentrated on Larassa anymore. There was no point, Larassa's thoughts were clear as day.
 
Kytha growled at him even louder now. "Who knows, maybe something will happen and you will screw up, then I will escape and continue my fight. I wouldn't be surprised if it were to happen." Her body tended. "Now, if this I'd all you've come for, goodbye." She turned and walked to her wall before laying down and closing her eyes. "A bed would be nice too. And don't mind the Phoenix I carved. Just trying to entertain myself."
 

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