Crynime: Encryption

Chapter 7: Vampires, Knights, and Lycans--Oh my!

"Aw, geez!"

"HALT!"

"Like heck!"

Scott glared at the people chasing him.

A group of four to be precise--all wearing the same uniform.

The uniforms looked like some sort of formal army coat that soldiers would wear to a party, it confused Scott slightly on how they could run in those--although it looked pretty cool...

Scott groaned as he continued to run before snapping his head back at the people chasing him.

"How the heck can you run in those clothes?!  It's like running in a suit!"

The people chasing him sweat-dropped slightly but continued to pursue him.

Scott tsked and rounded a corner; he barely dodged a person that was standing there.

"Woah!  Sorr--!"

"JUND?!"

Scott widened his onyx eyes before grinning.

"Cry!"

The said brunet laughed and fist-bumped the other.

"Yo, Jund!  I finally found someone!"

Scott laughed before the sound of guns cocking reached their ears.

Cry looked over Scott's shoulder before widening his eyes with realization; he murmured softly for only his raven-haired friend to hear.

"You already ran into the Knights?"

Scott blinked in confusion before realization filled his face.

Knights.

18-something buildings.

Formal wear...

They were in the world of The Order 1886.

Scott groaned and ran a hand over his face.

The Knights behind them were still aiming their guns at them.

Cry narrowed his eyes slightly before whispering to the other.

"On my mark, Jund...I'll make a distraction, and we run for it--got it?"

Trusting the other, Scott smirked.

"Sure."

The wind started to whip around Cry, startling everyone--Scott quickly snapped out of his stupor and prepared himself to bolt.

Cry lifted his hand, which was now a twisting mass of wind, shocking the Knights.

"GO!"

The brunet swung his arm in an arch, sending a wave of wind in the Knights' direction before running after Scott, who had immediately ran once Cry signaled the other.

The Knights were thrown back...

...all except for one.

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"What was-pant-that, Cry?"

The two friends were catching their breath.

Cry grinned before activating his power slightly; wind coated the brunet's right hand.

Scott's eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"That's sick."

Cry then lifted his left hand and activated his second power; lightning and dark-blue crystals cover his hand.