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"I just realized that.." -Open- "..everything is coming to an end."
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"Makes sense." Jones muttered, brushing off his jacket (even if it was clean). "So, where do we go? The sewers are crawling with Vim, and I think most buildings have been overrun." -
Suddenly, Zelena had a plan. But how to get them to trust her..... She hid behind a tree outside so none of the other Vims could see her and shifted into a parakeet. This would have to do. The colorful bird flew towards where the gifted humans hid, and landed in front of them. Now she debated on whether she should shift or if she should try to explain as a bird...
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"Uh, guys? There's a parakeet. " He scratched his head and looked down at the colorful bird in front of him. "I wonder... Hey, do you understand me?" Jones then crouched down to look the bird in the eye. -
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He glanced up at the little bird and turned his head slightly. A parakeet? It didn't seem possible. He tried to reach out to its mind, but he flinched. His mind was still healing.
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Zelena bounced in her parakeet form at the guys question. She opened her beak and tried to say, "I'm a human like you." What came out was pretty much what she tried to say, just more birdlike. She narrowed her eyes at Allen. She didn't want him in her head, it was an invasion of privacy.
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Alana shrugs, her bright green eyes studying the colorful bird. "Parakeets don't live here," she mumbles. She turns to look at Jones and Allan. "It's possible that it's a shape shifter, unless parakeets are starting to migrate here," she says. She turns back to face the parakeet, "if you're a shape shifter, then you can go ahead and turn back to your original form- that is if you understand me, and I'm not talking like an idiot to an actual bird."
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Zelena stared at them for a little bit before shifting into her human form. She was average height, with silky black hair and big dark brown eyes. "Before we do the 'getting to know each other part, I have an idea on how to get you guys out of here... but you might not like it.." she said, looking at each of them.
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Alana shrugs, "whatever you can do to get us out of here. I'd much rather be in on uncomfortable situation then eaten alive," she explains. She glances over her shoulder, seeing that the Vims were approaching. Getting eaten alive was an uncomfortable situation, but not as bad as going on an uncomfortable journey to safety.
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Jones stood back, and almost released a bolt of energy into the girl. Fortunately, he realized she was offering help, and let out a massive sigh of relief. "Thank God... It hurts to use my powers. So, what's the plan?" -
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Allen nodded, willing to get out alive.
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"I will shift into the form of a Vim, one from their research facilities and take these handcuffs.." she showed them the handcuffs, "and take you guys. They won't bother you if I say I'm taking you guys to the research facility to experiment on you guys and figure out our powers and blah blah blah." She explained, waiting for a response. They had to act quickly before they were too close to carry out with the plan.
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"Hmm... I don't know. Where do we go after that?" Very understandably skeptical, he crossed his arms and stared at her. "Well, they can't get anything out of me... I guess." -
Alana's eyes turn wide as a Vim comes running for Zelena. "Wait, watch out!" the powers that she had been using drained most of her energy, so she couldn't do much. Forcing vines to quickly pop from the cracks, she weakly wraps them around the Vim's ankles. The Vim trips, falling onto the concrete, her ashy hands reaching out for Zelena. The Vim gives a loud groan, pulling away from the vines, to grab hold of Zelena's ankle. The Vim stretches her neck, her teeth chattering, as she attempted to bite into Zelena's ankle. Alana could feel as her stomach twisted, "Zelena, step on the Vim's hand!"
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Jones kind of...panicked. In his hand crackled a weird saber made of blue energy, and as he stabbed the Vim with it (burning a hole through his head), his brain suddenly received an enormous wave of pain. He fell over, the energy dissipating, and hit the ground. "Agh... Stupid...Vims..." -
Alana turns, looking down at Jones. "Jones, are you okay?" obviously he wasn't, though she didn't know anything else to say. She felt panicked as she crouched down next to him, her worried green eyes locked on him.
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"N-not really." He slowly faded away into unconsciousness, his head lolling to the side, and his eyes half open. In his mind, there was AGONIZING PAIN, but you honestly don't want to know about it. -
"Jones?!" her panic rising, she shakes him, the grass sitting in the cracks of the road around her suddenly wilting. "Jones!" Alana lowers her head, placing it against his chest. His heart was fast-paced, faster then it should have been. She raises her head, shaking him once again, though not sure if that would help. At the moment, she wished that she had healing powers...but, she didn't.
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The very same energy that seemed to make his sword was making a small appearance around him, crackling up and down his sleeves. They moved around, climbing up onto Alana and sitting on her back. If they tried to help Jones, they would only make it worse, possibly giving him a seizure and a heart attack at the same time.