04-05-2009, 04:24 PM
There was trouble brewing in paradise.
A frown spread across Piper’s face as the realization dawned upon her that the stress of the situation was finally beginning to splinter their group. Unfortunately for Sophia, she had been the first one to take that step off the edge. The skewed morality of Kai’s ‘game,’ and the constant stress of the last day seemed to have at last caught up to the healer. With a look of heavy sadness on her young face, Sophia lifted her hands up and opened fire upon Trisha.
Leaping backwards, the trophy wife of Kai Demolic let out a smug titter and beat away the pair of energy blasts that the blonde-haired woman had sent spiraling toward her. Unlike the last time, however, Sophia was no longer holding back her power. Before Trisha had a chance to dash in for a counterattack, there was another pair of energy blasts boring down on her, and when those were pacified, more followed in their wake.
As Piper watched with a slight degree of awe, Trisha’s formerly impeccable defense waned. With each subsequent barrage from the healer, the ex-soldier had less time to bat them aside, until finally she could no longer keep up with Sophia’s emotional onslaught. It was at that point that Trisha took a hit right to the chest as she was trying to deflect the preceding blast. The impact of ki upon flesh caused Trisha to elicit a shrill scream, and with a soft sob, Sophia began to walk forward as she barraged the woman with bursts of azure energy.
“Holy…” Piper muttered softly as Trisha Demolic tried to back away from the stream of ki to give herself some room to escape. With each step backwards that Trisha took, however, Sophia took two steps forward until Trisha was backed right up against the wall.
“She’s over doing it,” Kaden muttered frantically beneath his breath as Sophia’s unending energy blasts continued to punish the woman. Although she had become rather enamored with the blonde courier over the course of the last day, Piper was straining to sympathize with him. After all, if Kaden hadn’t been there to help her through the last several hours, Piper knew she’d undoubtedly be as frantic and emotional as Sophia.
“Well if she doesn’t end this crap now, Trisha’s going to kill us,” Piper replied softly as she glanced over her shoulder at Kaden. Their eyes met for a moment, and it was then that Kaden knew this was one moment where the redhead was more than willing to turn the other cheek. “I’m sorry,” Piper muttered as she turned away from the blonde-haired courier.
Although he knew that this confrontation could easily spiral out of control, Kaden was still unwilling to watch as Sophia murderer Trisha in front of his eyes. Sprinting forward, the courier reached out and proceeded to push Sophia’s hands to the wayside, bringing about an end to the woman’s vicious bombardment. At that moment, three sets of eyes turned and watch as a visibly battered Trisha Demolic let out a single, hoarse cough and collapsed onto the linoleum floor of the mall. As the woman fell away from the wall, she left behind an imprint of her body against the blackened, partially broken surface.
“Why!” Sophia scream as she swung her left hand around and caught Kaden in the side of the face with her palm. A sickening crack echoed across the empty food court as the courier was staggered by the thunderous impact of the distraught healer.
“There’s no reason to kill her,” Kaden shot back as he touched the red mark on his face. “We just need the medallion…you’ve punished her enough.”
“Not enough,” Piper muttered as she raised a hand and pointed toward the scorched wall. When Kaden and Sophia followed the medic’s finger, a terribly unfair turn of events dawned upon them.
Trisha was gone.
“Bingo,” a harsh, frustrated voice shouted as Trisha dropped down from the ceiling. With a rather violent kick, she sent Kaden hurtling across the food court until a table managed to ‘catch’ him. As Sophia moved to defend herself, Trisha’s hand shot forward and closed around her throat. A moment later, the healer’s feet were dangling a foot above the ground. With two of her three foes incapacitated, the ex-soldier turned to where Piper had been standing, but this time, it was the redhead who was playing the vanishing game.
“Looks like you’re friend left you to die,” the scorched and visibly infuriated Trisha Demolic rasped as she tightened her grip around the thin neck of the blonde. A few yards away, Kaden was scurrying to his feet, but by in the time it would take for him to save Sophia, Trisha would have had more than enough time to snap her neck.
“Predictable!” Piper screamed from somewhere above the two. With a visible frown, Trisha lifted her head in the direction of the redhead’s voice. What she saw was not the lithe form of Piper Juunangou. Instead there was an ice cream cart plummeting down onto her from the second story of the food court.
Grunting beneath her slightly haggard breathing, Trisha flicked Sophia aside and lifted both of her hands to catch the freefalling cart. It was then that the ex-soldier caught the sparkle of lights in her peripheral vision. With a heavy frown, Trisha turned and clenched her fist as Piper came charging at her, knife primed and ready to end the day.
“Got you,” Piper whispered as she teleported away a few feet in front of the blonde-haired woman. For a moment, Trisha pondered the meaning of Piper’s remark, but just as she realized what had happened, she was crushed beneath the ice cream cart.
Rematerializing, Piper immediately turned her attention to Sophia, who was lying very still on the ground a few feet away from the wreckage of the cart. Dropping to her knees, the redhead slid an arm around Sophia’s neck and pulled the slightly smaller woman up into a standing position.
“Are you okay?” Piper asked as the woman began to cough and gag as her body desperately tried to draw air into its oxygen-deprived lungs. After a few moments, Sophia calmed down enough to nod her head and respond to the question.
“Yea…just a little lightheaded,” she muttered as Piper helped her up to her feet. A beat later, they were joined by the equally battered and bruised courier, who looked pale as a ghost until he realized that Sophia would survive her up close and personal interaction with Trisha.
“Is that it?” Sophia inquired as the groups’ eyes moved to the broken ice cream cart that lie where Trisha had stood just a minute before. Around the crumbled metal cart, a pool of melted ice cream was slowly expanding in all directions. Piper swore she saw streaks of red in that gooey liquid, but before she could be certain, the broken cart suddenly lurched up into the air. Soon thereafter, it was sent careening to the side by a bloodied, enraged Trisha Demolic.
Despite the burns and the light cuts that now dotted the woman’s body, the ex-soldier’s eyes still burned with an unyielding fury. Her mouth, which had been for the most part a snide grin, was now a vengeful scowl. After cracking her knuckles, Trisha drew her violet weapons and began to casually walk toward the trio.
Realizing that her double-barrel was several arms’ lengths way, Piper tightened her grip on the stolen dagger. As she did, the weapon began to glow with a soft green hue.
“Time to take out the trash,” Trisha seethed as she pulled back the hammer on her pistol and let loose the first shot. On that cue, the trio of winded, beleaguered contestants scattered.
A frown spread across Piper’s face as the realization dawned upon her that the stress of the situation was finally beginning to splinter their group. Unfortunately for Sophia, she had been the first one to take that step off the edge. The skewed morality of Kai’s ‘game,’ and the constant stress of the last day seemed to have at last caught up to the healer. With a look of heavy sadness on her young face, Sophia lifted her hands up and opened fire upon Trisha.
Leaping backwards, the trophy wife of Kai Demolic let out a smug titter and beat away the pair of energy blasts that the blonde-haired woman had sent spiraling toward her. Unlike the last time, however, Sophia was no longer holding back her power. Before Trisha had a chance to dash in for a counterattack, there was another pair of energy blasts boring down on her, and when those were pacified, more followed in their wake.
As Piper watched with a slight degree of awe, Trisha’s formerly impeccable defense waned. With each subsequent barrage from the healer, the ex-soldier had less time to bat them aside, until finally she could no longer keep up with Sophia’s emotional onslaught. It was at that point that Trisha took a hit right to the chest as she was trying to deflect the preceding blast. The impact of ki upon flesh caused Trisha to elicit a shrill scream, and with a soft sob, Sophia began to walk forward as she barraged the woman with bursts of azure energy.
“Holy…” Piper muttered softly as Trisha Demolic tried to back away from the stream of ki to give herself some room to escape. With each step backwards that Trisha took, however, Sophia took two steps forward until Trisha was backed right up against the wall.
“She’s over doing it,” Kaden muttered frantically beneath his breath as Sophia’s unending energy blasts continued to punish the woman. Although she had become rather enamored with the blonde courier over the course of the last day, Piper was straining to sympathize with him. After all, if Kaden hadn’t been there to help her through the last several hours, Piper knew she’d undoubtedly be as frantic and emotional as Sophia.
“Well if she doesn’t end this crap now, Trisha’s going to kill us,” Piper replied softly as she glanced over her shoulder at Kaden. Their eyes met for a moment, and it was then that Kaden knew this was one moment where the redhead was more than willing to turn the other cheek. “I’m sorry,” Piper muttered as she turned away from the blonde-haired courier.
Although he knew that this confrontation could easily spiral out of control, Kaden was still unwilling to watch as Sophia murderer Trisha in front of his eyes. Sprinting forward, the courier reached out and proceeded to push Sophia’s hands to the wayside, bringing about an end to the woman’s vicious bombardment. At that moment, three sets of eyes turned and watch as a visibly battered Trisha Demolic let out a single, hoarse cough and collapsed onto the linoleum floor of the mall. As the woman fell away from the wall, she left behind an imprint of her body against the blackened, partially broken surface.
“Why!” Sophia scream as she swung her left hand around and caught Kaden in the side of the face with her palm. A sickening crack echoed across the empty food court as the courier was staggered by the thunderous impact of the distraught healer.
“There’s no reason to kill her,” Kaden shot back as he touched the red mark on his face. “We just need the medallion…you’ve punished her enough.”
“Not enough,” Piper muttered as she raised a hand and pointed toward the scorched wall. When Kaden and Sophia followed the medic’s finger, a terribly unfair turn of events dawned upon them.
Trisha was gone.
“Bingo,” a harsh, frustrated voice shouted as Trisha dropped down from the ceiling. With a rather violent kick, she sent Kaden hurtling across the food court until a table managed to ‘catch’ him. As Sophia moved to defend herself, Trisha’s hand shot forward and closed around her throat. A moment later, the healer’s feet were dangling a foot above the ground. With two of her three foes incapacitated, the ex-soldier turned to where Piper had been standing, but this time, it was the redhead who was playing the vanishing game.
“Looks like you’re friend left you to die,” the scorched and visibly infuriated Trisha Demolic rasped as she tightened her grip around the thin neck of the blonde. A few yards away, Kaden was scurrying to his feet, but by in the time it would take for him to save Sophia, Trisha would have had more than enough time to snap her neck.
“Predictable!” Piper screamed from somewhere above the two. With a visible frown, Trisha lifted her head in the direction of the redhead’s voice. What she saw was not the lithe form of Piper Juunangou. Instead there was an ice cream cart plummeting down onto her from the second story of the food court.
Grunting beneath her slightly haggard breathing, Trisha flicked Sophia aside and lifted both of her hands to catch the freefalling cart. It was then that the ex-soldier caught the sparkle of lights in her peripheral vision. With a heavy frown, Trisha turned and clenched her fist as Piper came charging at her, knife primed and ready to end the day.
“Got you,” Piper whispered as she teleported away a few feet in front of the blonde-haired woman. For a moment, Trisha pondered the meaning of Piper’s remark, but just as she realized what had happened, she was crushed beneath the ice cream cart.
Rematerializing, Piper immediately turned her attention to Sophia, who was lying very still on the ground a few feet away from the wreckage of the cart. Dropping to her knees, the redhead slid an arm around Sophia’s neck and pulled the slightly smaller woman up into a standing position.
“Are you okay?” Piper asked as the woman began to cough and gag as her body desperately tried to draw air into its oxygen-deprived lungs. After a few moments, Sophia calmed down enough to nod her head and respond to the question.
“Yea…just a little lightheaded,” she muttered as Piper helped her up to her feet. A beat later, they were joined by the equally battered and bruised courier, who looked pale as a ghost until he realized that Sophia would survive her up close and personal interaction with Trisha.
“Is that it?” Sophia inquired as the groups’ eyes moved to the broken ice cream cart that lie where Trisha had stood just a minute before. Around the crumbled metal cart, a pool of melted ice cream was slowly expanding in all directions. Piper swore she saw streaks of red in that gooey liquid, but before she could be certain, the broken cart suddenly lurched up into the air. Soon thereafter, it was sent careening to the side by a bloodied, enraged Trisha Demolic.
Despite the burns and the light cuts that now dotted the woman’s body, the ex-soldier’s eyes still burned with an unyielding fury. Her mouth, which had been for the most part a snide grin, was now a vengeful scowl. After cracking her knuckles, Trisha drew her violet weapons and began to casually walk toward the trio.
Realizing that her double-barrel was several arms’ lengths way, Piper tightened her grip on the stolen dagger. As she did, the weapon began to glow with a soft green hue.
“Time to take out the trash,” Trisha seethed as she pulled back the hammer on her pistol and let loose the first shot. On that cue, the trio of winded, beleaguered contestants scattered.
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