Victoria's POV
I run some more tests on Trinity. I look through my checklist on my clipboard.
"Trinity. I want you to show me your electric shield.. Then your flame wind."
"I..I can't.. I don't know how..." Trinity says, backing away from the glass in her small chamber.
"Do it or I'll have Erica make you." I say sternly.
"I don't know how!" She says, all flustered.
"Try it least." I say, trying not to loose my temper. (and patience)
Trinity puts her hands out and a small shield comes in between them. She smiles, then frowns again. She makes the shield bigger by moving her hands out farther. The shield covers her. I put a check in the box for 'Electric Shield'.
"Good. Now flame wind."
"I don't--"
"DO IT NOW." I say, slamming the clipboard I was taking notes on onto the table beside me.
She cowers back, her shield disappears. I see a small tear drip from her eye. Erica comes up beside me and looks at Trinity, sympathy in her eyes. Something I didn't program the collar to have. I should probably do a small 'tune up' onto that, it may cause some problems.
"Erica, please show Trinity your new move, Flame Wind." I say, calming down.
Erica puts out her left hand and twirls a fire in her hand. With her right hand, she adds a small wind. The flame gets bigger and bigger as tiny ashes go into the wind, the fire vanishes and shes left with a small tornado in her hand, with ashes in it.
With a clap of her hands, the small terror is gone, she is just left with ash.
"Now Trinity, do it. Now." I say demandingly.
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Brooklyn's POV
"We need Mikayla." I confess.
"No we don't."
"Yes we do! She could maybe, read Trinity's mind or have a vision or.."
"Kill Erica, Fight with me, Kill Victoria.. You know, commit crimes of murder.." Emily says, being a bore.
"I could be really mean right now, but I don't need drama. We're getting Mikayla, end of discussion." I say.
"But I--"
"Shush! End of discussion, period, we're done, now shut up." I say, loosing patience and my temper.
"Fine, if you have to be rude about it." She mutters.
"What was that?" I say and give her a stare as we walk back to the hangout.
"N-Nothing.." She stutters. I smile.
---(Time-Skippy-do-da)--
We reach the hangout, we probably walked for ten minutes. I didn't think we were out that far, but whatever. Emily is still being a grumpy guts, and I don't care.
"Mikayla?" I say loudly, as I see no one. Suddenly I see a girl drop from a tree. She lands perfectly on the ground. It's obviously Mikayla.
"I need to talk to you guys, I had a vision." Mikayla says.
"Okay, what was it?"
*-*-*(VisionFlashback?)-*-*
"We can't do this. Erica and Victoria.. Too powerful." Emily says looking at the secret hatch to Victoria's lab.
"We can. Just be a stealthy ninja." I smile.
"Why do you doubt everything Em?" Brooklyn says, crossing her arms.
"I don't know... Why do you have brown hair?!" Emily says, getting a little offended.
"Because of genetics!? I don't know or care!" Brooklyn says.
"Okay, Brooklyn you go in first. Since you two won't stop fighting" Brooklyn agrees and she opens the metal hatch. She climbs down the ladder into the lab.
"I'll go now. Then you." I say then climb down the ladder.
I look around. Brooklyn's gone. Emily comes down and looks at me.
"Behind you!"
*-*-*-*-(End Vision)*-*-*-*
"Thats.. hmm.." I say. We both stare at Mikayla.
"I'm not sure what to do.." Mikayla says.
"Do what we know what to do. Do what we always do when we lost a friend." Emily says.
"We save them. We help them. No more stalling. We have to help Trinity. Maybe we can save Erica along the way." Emily continues.
We nod.
"Lets do this then."
YOU ARE READING
Fire Fuels The Flame.
FantasyErica wasn't a normal person. Mikayla wasn't a boring girl. Brooklyn wasn't a quiet type. Trinity wasn't a fighting warrior. Emily wasn't a cruel woman. But we all fight together. We all have something special. But sometimes, problems occur. Whether...
