From the Ashes

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Forest green eyes glare across the room at the golden-haired girl. The man who owns the viridescent eyes begins to circle the girl, like an animal around its prey. His auburn hair ripples as he moves to the side of her now, revealing the two boys on the ground across from her.

Jensen stands above a gasping Alec, his foot planted firmly on his chest. His eyes shine with a wild ferociousness as he stares down at the man with an unfazed expression, not caring about the person beneath his heel.

"Jensen, please! Wake up! You're hurting Alec, you're hurting your friend!" Daisy screams from where she stands. She tries to move, but the paralyzing serum they injected her earlier with has still not worn off. It knocked her out, and when she came too, she had not been able to move. The only thing keeping her up is the metal grating that she's tied to with silver mesh straps. Even through her paralysis, she can feel the burning of the concentrated silver.

Jensen stays perfectly still, as if he doesn't hear anything that she says. And, he doesn't hear her after all, though. The mental lock the man with auburn hair has on him isn't even waning slightly in the midst of Jensen's subconscious fighting to wake up.

"Jensen!" She yells again, her voice coming out scratchier this time.

The auburn-haired man appears back in front of her again, finishing the full circle he paced around her. He purses his thin lips, making his jaw tick at the sides. "You can try all you want, Daisy, but nothing will work." He gives her a small smile. If she hadn't known that he is the very spawn of evil, it would have seemed genuine.

"Jensen!" Daisy screams again, putting all of her energy into it.

The man notices Jensen flinch in the corner of his eye, but before Daisy could notice it he reaches out and touches her shoulder, sending waves of emotional agony through her.

Daisy screams again, but not for Jensen. This time her eyes are pressed shut as tears roll down her face. She lets out a painful sob and her torso begins to slump as her body loses all of its energy.

Swiftly turning on his heel, the man that stands in front of her turns to face Jensen. He ignores the girl's cries of pain behind him and focuses on the boy's state of mind. He focuses so intently on making sure his mental lock is strong, that he doesn't notice Jensen's foot ease up from Alec's chest.

In one swift motion, Jensen tackles the auburn-haired man to the ground.

In the midst of the struggle between the two males, the older of them, back pushed into the floor, narrows his eyes on Jensen, causing the Lynx's grip to become tighter on the man beneath him.

The man closes his eyes and imagines a single emotion flowing through his arms, through his fingertips, and into the boy raised above him.

Jensen stills at the tingling sensation flowing through his body now and knows what is coming next. He imagines brick walls encasing his mind, protecting him from what the other man is trying to make him feel. But it does nothing to help, and Jensen's walls come crashing down and his world becomes hazy around him.

Jensen scrambles backward, throwing his back into the wall behind him. His head falls between his knees and his body begins to shake. He peeks his eyes slightly above his knees, but when they set on the auburn-haired man, his body begins to shake even more violently. He squeezes his eyes shut and the only thing he can hear is the pounding of his heart in his chest, almost like someone is holding it right next to his ears.

"It's not real. It's not real," Jensen begins to whisper to himself, sounding like a patient at an insane asylum.

The auburn-haired man rises from the ground and dusts his navy suit off. "Well, that was fun." He rolls his eyes. He heads towards the only door in the room. He sets his hand on the steel handle and looks behind him to see the young supernatural's in complete disarray. With a smile, he turns back to the large, metal door. "Well, it was nice meeting you all."

He opens the door and steps up, but stops once more to say, "The name's Ryan, by the way." His eyes land on Alec. "I hope you remember that, Alec." And then he leaves for good.

Minutes, or hours later, no one can tell, Alec's dark eyes squint at the ceiling above him, trying to make sense of his surroundings. As he stares, letting his eyes adjust, he listens to the sounds going on around him. Farthest away from him, he can hear the sobbing of a girl. Immediately his mind travels to Daisy and his heart clenches for the girl and he begins to fear the reasoning for her distress. Close to him, however, is a boy chanting. He recognizes Jensen's voice, even through the scratchiness, like he has been repeating the same words for hours. And, for all Alec knew, he has been.

He sits up from the ground, his mind flashing with the events before he was knocked out. The man. Ryan. Tony— "Tony," he whispers and his whole body turns to face Jensen who is curled into a ball. Alec sighs in frustration and raises his hand above the boy. "Perdonami," he grumbles in his native language.

A loud smack echoes in the room, causing one of the voices to quiet. Alec pulls back his throbbing hand and holds it to his chest. "Jensen, snap out of it! Where's my brother?" He questions the boy gruffly.

Jensen slowly raises his head from his knees, the haze around him clearing, allowing him to focus on the man sitting in front of him. He doesn't look at him for very long because his eyes look past his head at the far wall where Daisy stands tied against a metal fence. He stands quickly, ignoring the questions Alec was yelling at him now.

"The hell, Jensen!"

"Daisy. You're alright," Jensen says softly to the girl after he practically sprinted across the room to her.

Daisy still continues to sob, not hearing anything happening around her.

"Want some help?" Alec sighs as he approaches them.

Jensen quickly turns and holds his hand up creating space between Alec and the girl. "No. Absolutely not. You are not hitting her." He glares at him.

Alec rolls his eyes. "Then whatever you do, hurry up. If you haven't noticed, that man, Ryan, is gone and my brother might be dead." He glares back at Jensen.

Jensen's hands clench into fists at the thought of his best friend being dead. "No, he can't be. He's the Phoenix, there's no way he's dead." Even after speaking the truth to Alec, in the back of Jensen's head, there is still a sliver of doubt. But, for now, Jensen ignores the morbid thoughts beginning to grow and turns to face the subject of a more urgent matter.

Jensen places his hands on either side of Daisy's face, forcing her to look at him. She takes in a sharp breath as her lungs allow her to breathe again. He watches her breathing begin to sound less harsh, but it is still irregular and raspy.

He bites his lip hesitantly and thinks of some way he could help her. Jensen thinks of something, but he knows Daisy would kill him later for it. He watches as she continues to struggle to breathe and decides that him dying later would be better than her dying right now.

He leans forward and places his lips on hers.

The world around them stops, literally. The grey walls around them morph into the abandoned airfield.

The two teenagers stand in a flower patch near the back edge of the property. Daisies surround them, coming up to their ankles.

Jensen pulls away from Daisy and opens his eyes. His eyes lock onto Daisy's green ones. She looks like she hasn't cried in a very long time. Her breathing is barely noticeable as she stands still, staring back at him.

"What's going on?" She finally asks. Her voice comes out barely above a whisper and her eyes drift to the field of flowers surrounding them.

"I had to get you to stop," Jensen tells her. His eyes fade from orange back to blue and the field blurs back into reality.

Daisy's eyes drift over his shoulder to see the man standing behind them with an annoyed expression displayed across his tan features. "Where's Tony?" She asks him.

Alec rolls his eyes and uncrosses his arms. "That's a great question," he looks to Jensen.

The boy steps back from Daisy and turns to look at the alpha werewolf. "The last thing I remember is going to sleep in my bed back at my dad's place and then I showed up here—apparently trying to kill you," Jensen makes gestures with his hands exasperatedly as he explains.

"Then where the hell is he?" Alec growls.