Eugenic

4. History

(Everly's POV)

I knock Axel to the ground, his head slightly bouncing off the floor. A small groan escapes his lips and I breathe a sigh of relief for the fact that he's still alive. I check to make sure there aren't any bullet wounds, and I'm relieved when I don't find any.

I finally look up to check on Nova, only to realize that we're inside a force field, "Sparrow, are you doing that?"

"Uh huh, I'm not sure how, but it stopped the bullet, so I guess it's good to have." she starts backing up to get out of the line of sight of the snipers.

I help Axel up, but he seems a bit distracted as he feels around his abdomen, "The bullet didn't hit you, I already checked."

"I know it didn't hit, I was checking something else." for some reason, he seems more angry than before.

I shut the doors once again, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do anything to upset you."

"It's...." he starts angry, then pauses for a moment; when he speaks again, he no longer sounds angry, "It's fine, you didn't upset me, I'm sorry for snapping at you."

I cock an eyebrow, "Okay, I'm officially confused now, but we should probably help Arrow, so you can tell me later; only if you want to, though."

The wall of wind drops and we watch as Jax jumps out of the way of the turtle's water cannon, "Took you long enough to get the hostages out, now how about a hand over here?"

"How dare you trick me! Brother, kill them all!" the clicking voice of Mantis flows angrily through the room.

I look at Axel, "Can you reseal the door?"

He nods and creates a baseball size fireball and starts melting the door. That should hopefully keep the cops out, more for our protection than for anything else.

"Sparrow, use your forcefield to keep him safe while he does that." she nods and I hurry to help Jax.

I pick up one of those posts used to control crowds, finding it rather light, and throw it at the turtle. In an attempt to protect his head, and other soft areas that are exposed, he turns away from me and pulls his head behind the shell. The post bounces off the shell, but I'm already in motion; when he turns back around, my foot connects with his stomach, sending him to the floor.

For a moment, he really does look like a turtle stuck on it's back, but he manages to get up, "Th't w's a c'w'rdly m've!!"

"Maybe, but who are you to judge my fighting style when you take hostages as protection?" I snap at him.

He scoffs at me, "W' wou'n't n'd h'st'ges 'f peo'le wou' l've 's 'l'ne!"

"People would leave you alone if you weren't a creep and a jackass!"

Jax cuts in, "Blue Phoenix, how the hell can you understand what he's saying?"

"All I really did was fill in the blanks by listening to the way he said things." I shrug at his question.

The turtle becomes angry, "H'w d're y'u 'gn're m'."

Water shoots from his mouth in my direction, I easily dodge, but he changes angle and clips my left shoulder, barely missing my wing. I fall to my knees with my hand clutching the injured shoulder. Pain radiates from that spot; it moves down my arm and across my chest in agonizing waves.

"M' w't'r c't'ns a t'x'n th't c'sis pa'n 'n' pr'l's's." Turtle sneers in my direction.

I sit on my knees, unable to move, the hand on my shoulder losing strength before falling to the floor, the rest of my body following after. I hear Turtle approach me, but I can't even move my head to look at him. I also hear Jax curse and something strikes the floor in his general direction; he must be fighting mantis now. This leaves me helpless as the turtle closes in, the prey becomes the predator.