Dying Powerful

Chapter 8- Layton

Hey guys! Well, sorry for not updating in a while... Well here it is! I hope you enjoy! :) Oh, and exams are over for now so TheThreeMuskateers14 will be having alot faster updates. Well got to go. Bye! ~Ryan

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"Phoenix no!!!" I yell at the top of my lungs. Phoenix just got shot, and is falling off a tree branch five stories up to her death. What am I gonna do?! Anger surges through me. My training instincts from Dr. Sinestra kicked in. I lift my left hand and immediately cold, streaming water shoots out of my hand. Almost like a gun firing a bullet. She water was moving that fast. 

The aqua clear water, surrounds the men as I twirl my hand in a circular motion. The H2O surrounds the thugs and then engulfs them. Their guns clatter to the floor, making loud noises. The men struggle in their bubble, but I focus my hand on them making sure they won't cause any more harm. Eventually, after lots and lots of struggling, the armed soldier heads slump and bubbles stop coming from their mouth's. They were dead. And I killed them. 

It all happened so fast. I am shocked that I had the ability to do that! My hands start to tremble and a wave of fatigue hits me. "Phoenix! Asher, how the heck are we going to save her!?" A shout at him. It sounded more like a yawn though. 

"Cam down Layton, you have nothing to worry about," he paces forward and stands on the edge of the tree branch he magically formed, via Moriens. "Watch. Someone let them in on purpose." He sighs, and then creates a smirk. I give him a quick gaze, his eyes glint from the reflection of the moonlight.

"Wait... You mean, someone let them in?!" I asked confused. 

"Yes just watch!" he replies in a very bored voice. After all of this happening, he seems to very calm. Maybe this is a daily thing. Maybe Asher gets ambushed by intimidating soldiers every day just before dawn. 

I follow Asher's lead and take a step to the very edge of the tree branch. I am a little nervous, what if Ashers magical tree isn't strong enough? Phoenix is about to hit the ground. Oh no! How on earth is she going to survive?! I start to hyper-ventilate, I don't know why I am, I barely know the girl. But there is just something about her. Her perfect blonde hair, he fiery red eyes, and her sassy attitude. I look away so I don't have to witness Phoenix be flattened like a pancake, or like she was some raccon that is now roadkill. 

I don't hear her hit the ground. Her terrified screaming has stopped, and it is now replaced by a high pitched laugh. I take a look at Asher and he looks at me. He smirks once again and says, "See, don't get your panties in a twist. I had a person on the outside, I knew we were going to be safe." 

I ignore his aggressive tone and peer of the edge, care not to fall off. Instead of seeing Phoenix lying lifelessly on the pavement rubble, I see her levitating. Off to her right side, stood a short figure in a all yellow and black, leather suit. It looked like a girl, but I couldn't tell for sure, because the figure also has a motorcycle helmet on. He or she looked capable, and pretty bad ass!

My jaw drops in aw, and Phoenix is lowered. Right as the figures hands lower down with her. Pheonix was being controlled by the figure. With air. The figure standing with Phoenix is an Air Elemental! And also Asher's "outside person." I wonder who it may be. 

I take a gulp of amazement of the events that have occurred. I killed five men. Which I am traumatized about, and feel extremely guilty about, I am going to have a hard time letting go of this. And then to add to the drama, Phoenix got shot, and then saved from being smashed, by a bad ass riding a motorcycle! 

The figure with the helmet on shakes Pheonix's hand and then slowly takes it's helmet off. From up above, all I can see is a crazy mess of sleek black hair, kind of like Asher's. The person looks up at us and shouts, "Jump! Trust me, I will catch you!" 

I laugh at that, considering the person is barely five feet tall. Asher looks at me and then starts to count down. "On three. One... Two... Three!" And we jump. When I was falling to the ground it felt like it was almost slow motion. I debrief myself telling me to remember what the real plan is. Gain their trust, then let them be defeated my Dr. Sinestra. That's the only way I will live after all of this, he promised I would get my family back and possibly even a cure to Moriens. I doubt the last one is true though. Dr. Sinestra said he was a spy before the world thrashed into chaos. Which means one thing, he is a liar, and a deceiver. I have to cling onto something though, or I will never see my parents again. I can't even imagine what it would feel like if my parents died or if I never saw them again. That's why I am doing this, so I can get my parents back. 

The cool breeze I was feeling moments before has stopped, because we aren't moving anymore. The Air Elemental caught us. I look to see who this mysterious person is once and for all. I lower to the ground and see her face. It was a her, I thought it might be a him. She has wavy short black hair, with high-cheekbones that are flushed red. She has a mature, serious look on her face. She looked Asian. Maybe from Japan. 

When I reach the ground, I don't have time to do anything because Asher introduces to Pheonix and I who this girl is. "First off, thanks for saving us babe!" he leans in a kisses her on the lips. I see Pheonix look down and her cheeks flush a bright shade of red. "Second off, Pheonix, meet Joyce, Joyce, meet Pheonix. Layton, meet Joyce, Joyce, meet Layton." 

"Hi, pleasure to meet you." I say reaching out my hand. 

"Wish I could say the same." She sings, giving me a sly smirk. Dang, shes got some attd-i-tide. Which I can't help admire, it reminds me of the attitude Phoenix has got.

"Okay then..." I reply. She is now giving me and surprising no one else, the stink eye.

"Well lets not just stand here. We gotta get a move on it! We need to find the Underground's second base. Lets get moving guys, we need to get safe, oh, and while were at it we will draw straws to see  who will have to dissect Phoenix to get the bullet out of her." Joyce winks.

I will probably do it. I think to myself. It means getting closer to Phoenix. As we walk off  following the North Star that shimmers in the night sky, I can't but notice my hand has changed. 

Instead of having a 31 branded upon it, it now has a big bold, 30.