"Were we... in love?" Sky mumbles tilting her head to the side while putting her hands in her lap.
A blush crept up on Five's face. "Madly."
Sky hargreeves is a 20 year old girl stuck in her 15 year old body. She has abilities. Fire, She finds out...
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Allison and I enter the auditorium, loud beautiful music is blasting into our ears. We see a fairly large audience, watching Vanya play the violin in a black suit. Allison and I slowly walk past the rows of people. Vanya glances at us: not knowing how to react. Allison gives her a proud smile, Which Vanya sends back.
But then in the blink of an eye, the tender moment ended and our smiles drop as Luther and Diego ran at Vanya from either side of the stage. Vanya swiftly got up from her seat and swung her bow, sending out an energy that caused us to fly back into the audience. The audience quickly fled the scene, screaming. The musicians get up to run also, but she quickly pushed them all back into their seats.
I slap my hand over my mouth and mutter, "Jesus." In fact, it was not Jesus. it was probably the opposite.
"Go! Go, Go! Move!" I hear Diego shout at the audience.
Just when we didn't think things could get worse. It does: The shooters from the Bowling Ally enter the room. The sound of gunshots fills my ears, as I scream and duck behind a row of seats.
"She's stronger then expected." Diego murmured.
"Yea-" Luther gets cut off by Allison throwing something at him. She gave him a big scowl for interpreting us.
"Yeah, we're fine, thanks for asking." Luther sarcastically tells her. "Look, I almost lost you once. I wasn't about to lose you again."
"Alight, so much for element of surprise. What else you got?"
Allison grabs their attention, and symbolizes the violin.
"No sh!t Allison, tell us something we don't know." Diego snaps.
"No, you Idiot!" I yell at Diego. "She's talking about the violin. It's her lightning rod." I tell them, pointing to Vanya. Her skin was now an unnatural white. Light radiating from her body.
"If we take it and stop her from playing, w might have a shot."
The shooters begin to shot at us constantly. All of the other musicians flee the scene now. But Vanya resumes playing.
"What happened to Klaus? He was supposed to be our lookout!" Diego shouted.
"I'm not surprised," I mutter.
A bright flash appeared in the middle of the row, unaware of the shooting. "What's with all the lollygaggi-"
