Hybrid Factors (A Team Crafted FF)

Chapter 21 (Jerome)

That's Jason's scent, I know it! We found him! We were all ecstatic, word of the day, especially Tyler. What sort of relationship do those two have? Are they dating? I get the feeling they're dating.

I got off topic real quick. Props to you for that, subconscious.

Kill, kill them . . .

. . . Anyway,

Sky slowly moved into the small open area before he faltered. Before anyone could go to support him, he growled; "Stay."

"What-- why?" Tyler asked.
"Scentless poison gas. Could kill anyone in an instance. I'd much prefer to have alive friends, thank you very much." Sky said.
"Then how are you standing?!" I asked.
"Do you want to guess how many times I've been poisoned and people have tried to kill me with this stupid stuff?" He growled, "It's really annoying at this point."
"I'd actually prefer not to know how many possible assassins could be talking to us everyday, thank you very much." Quentin said.
"Exactly."

He slowly continued forward, turning to the side and rushing to a dark cell hideen in the shadows. He said something I actually couldn't hear and reached his hand inside the cell. A familiar figure took his hand and shakily stood.

"Jase!" Tyler shouted out, tears brimming his eyes.
"Tyler, stay back unless you want to die." I growled.
"But--!"
"No excuses!"

Sky smiled and grabbed one of the bars, pulling on it in an attempt to break it loose. Jason pushed against it, trying to help. Sky coughed out a mouthful of blood, letting go and falling to one knee, gripping his chest in pain.

"SKY!"