Life's POV
I kept pushing my powers to their limit, and tried to push them farther. But I started to think, amisdt the persistent power bursts. My powers are giving life, so what can I do to her? Obviously, she can hurt me, but I could never really hurt her. Then, I felt myself get stronger, only slightly, and Death started to push less. "Getting...Tired?" I asked, out of breath. I saw her arms shaking as she pushed the power at me, and her knees were bending. Suddenly, Imagination burst from the forest. I saw her create something with her powers, and Death's arms and knees gave way. My power kept pushing, and in a yellow flash and a blood curdling scream, she was gone. "Imagination! What are you doing?" I yelled to her. She ran to me, and I hugged her. "You should be safe in the forest with the others!" I let go of her, and she looked me in the eye. "I figured you might need some help," I smiled, "What happened to Death? First she was here and now- Poof!" She made a dissapearing gesture with her hands. "I don't know. All I know is that I was thinking of sending her home... us being safe and sound in our bedrooms..." She looked questioningly at me. "You don't think you... teleported her, do you? I mean, it's kinda like an extension of your telepathy, so it's possible." "If that's true... we need to go to my house. Like, now." She looked me up and down and said. " You look really beaten up, Life. I think you need to rest. Your powers may have healed you a little, but... erm... you kinda have an open wound." She pointed to my ribcage, where there was a bloody gash, showing a little muscle. I took one look at it, and everything went black.
