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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -21px; margin-left: -20px; letter-spacing: -2px;][align=center][size=15pt][color=white][b]☆ I NEED YOU LIKE A HEART [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -19px; margin-left: -20px; letter-spacing: 2px;][align=center][size=10][color=white][b]( NEEDS A BEAT )[/fancypost]
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If you want your character to have a power, then I would prefer for it to be water for the dramatic effect. If you want your character to be normal, then that's okay as well. Also, your character and Sammi could already be in a relationship or not. It doesn't matter. c:

Just reply to my post with a picture, name, and some information about him. ]

Sammi wasn't all too surprised to hear his homeroom teacher beginning to speak about the recent fire in a convenient store. After all, the fifteen-year-old was the one who caused it, so he was well aware of what happened and why it happened. Yesterday, he had walked into the convenient store to get some water for himself, he accidentally nudged one of the gasoline cans that lined the walls, and that started a huge fire. Sammi didn't even mean it back then. It just happened quicker than falling asleep. Terrified, Sammi had stumbled out of the store, not even bothering to try and help who was still stuck in the burning store. Luckily no one died but everyone was growing suspicious around Sammi. He was one of the only people in the store then and he was also the only one near the gasoline cans. It didn't take a genius to put two and two together.

The homeroom grew deadly silent as they listened to the teacher speak, his voice laced with solemn as he gave them the news of the most recent convenient store fire. Sammi was already used to hearing about this 24/7 so he wasn't really paying attention to what was going on. He didn't really want to hear about it. He knew that he was no hero and he didn't want to be constantly reminded about his actions despite the fact that no one knew he created the fire. If they did, he would most likely have the police on his tail and then, once they caught him, they would most likely preform horrible experiments on him to find out how he managed to get the power. That was what his father told him. His parents loved him too much to hand him over and they taught him how to keep his secret. They always supported him, and Sammi was grateful for that even though they argued a lot about the topic.

Finally, after what seemed to be forever, the teacher stepped down from the front of the room and went back to his seat, taking out a red pen and beginning to grade papers. Thank goodness. Sammi was finding it harder and harder to just not set the whole place on fire in an attempt to stop talking about the convenient store incident. He took a deep breath, finding it more tedious to actually not set everything on fire by accident. It took a lot of willpower to do so.

The teen pulled on the sleeves of his hoodie, silently hoping that he would be able to make it through today without burning something or someone by accident. That wouldn't be a good idea, huh? The day just started and he already felt his patience wearing thin. Oh dear. This wasn't going to end well, was it? It was just one of those days where Sammi had to be extra careful when making contact with something or someone.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][sub][color=#d2d2d2]I wasn't sure when I began sneezing fire. I wasn't sure why my friends thought of me as "dangerous" or "a lost cause." I wasn't sure when this whole elemental mess even started. I was just a normal human being. I never expected anything like that to happen to me. However, luck was never on my side, so I was stuck with the fact that I had the ability to control fire without even meaning to. Strange, huh? I think so as well. I mean, it's not everyday that you get to control something as destructive and dangerous as fire. I was quite surprised to find myself in the principles office after my little "accident." It wasn't even entirely my fault.

I was casually sitting around in Western Civilizations Honors, half-asleep, until my friend poked me and told me that my paper was on fire. Of course, being the idiot I was, I didn't believe her and continued to zone out until my teacher actually began to yell at me for setting my desk on fire. I was confused back then, and I didn't even realize what was going on until it was too late. The class was rushed out of the room and eventually, the whole school was evacuated due to a fire hazard. The firefighters came and rushed into the building, their hoses trailing after them. The whole area was a mess. There were some students that were calling their parents while others that were taking pictures of the scene and Instagramming them. By that point, I was fully awake and aware.

After the fire was put out, I was dragged into the principles office and was questioned along with a policeman by my side in case I made "any moves." They asked me why I brought matches to school, what provoked me to set the desk on fire, etc. I answered the questions as honestly as possible and most of the answers were things like "I don't know" or "it wasn't my fault." The principal called my parents and asked them to pick me up and give me a talk. He also told me that I would have to be watched for a couple of days for the safety of other kids. Even though that was a horrible punishment, I was just glad that I didn't get arrested. Imagine a fifteen-year-old in jail. I wouldn't last a day.

Afterwards, my parents came to the school and interrogated me even more. My mother even started to cry and plead me to give her answers of why it really happened. As said before, I answered as honestly as I could, but my parents didn't believe me. Instead, they told me that they were very disappointed and terrified of what I was capable of. Nothing hurt more than hearing that but I knew that I was justified in my responses.

A couple of days later, none of my friends hung out with me. They always avoided me and kept our conversations short, as if I was some sort of weirdo that hung out in the loner table at lunch. Even my teachers were wary of me. Whenever I would raise my hand to ask a question, they would flinch, as if they were expecting me to light a match and set the whole classroom on fire again. I was basically considered an outcast at school. Luckily, this didn't last. While walking back home from another day at school, I was approached by a male. He was about seventeen, two years older than me, and he had a serious look on his face. He was very muscular yet thin at the same time, if that was even possible. Scars littered his arms and upper body, which made him look quite intimidating. I contemplated running but he stopped me with a look. I felt paralyzed.

Then, he grabbed my arms, dragged me to a car, and pushed me inside. All this time, I was too shocked to speak or scream for help. I was kidnapped by a guy who looked like he killed alligators for a living. We drove in silence for about twenty minutes before he stopped and parked near an empty field. The field was close to a reservation and a nature trail, so there was nothing but forest for miles. He opened the back door and dragged me outside by the arm, walking me into the forest. I came to my senses at that point and tried to struggle but it was to no avail. If anything, I seemed to anger him more.

Finally, he stopped walking near a waterfall. The cascade was rather small in size. Next to it, there was a wooden staircase that led to higher elevation. Trees surrounded the whole area, making it nearly impossible to see where I was exactly. That worried me. The teen who kidnapped me raised his free hand, keeping it in the air for a couple of seconds. I was about to make my move and kick him in the shins but then I heard a familiar crackling sound. My heart skipped a beat as pure electricity shot out from his fingertips and into the sky, creating a huge disruption with the clouds above. The sky darkened and the sound of thunder was evident. Then, as soon as the first clap of thunder rolled off of the clouds, teens scampered from the back of the waterfall, nearly all of them wearing black. They looked quite physically fit and I felt like I was kidnapped to join a secret military for teenagers.

The teenagers stood in rows, all of them color-coded by bracelets that were on their right wrists. The first row consisted of people with green bracelets, the second one with blue, and the third one with yellow. Now that I was fully attentive, I noticed that the man who kidnapped me had a yellow bracelet. I would have asked what the hell was going on if I recovered from my shock. Instead of me speaking, though, the man spoke, "Listen up, cadets! I have brought the fire-summoner!" Everyone cast me awkward and curious looks but I didn't care at the moment. All I wanted to do was go home and forget that this ever happened.

Before the man could speak anymore, I piped up, "Hey, I honestly have no idea what kinds of drugs you are on, but I certainly don't want to find out. If you would be kind enough to release your death-grip and let me go, that would be great. Anyways, what's this about a 'fire-summoner?' All I did was accidentally set my class on fire. Geez, that doesn't make me a summoner of sorts."

The man glared at me but eventually turned back to the crowd and asked in a harsh tone of voice, "Would anyone like to explain to her what she is up against?"

[ The plot is sort of complex but I'll explain it to the best of my ability. Long before Madison discovered her power, there was a group of elemental people. They ranged from teenagers to young adults. These types of teens had originally had four groups: water, earth, electricity, and fire. However, they had lost nearly everyone from their fire unit due to an "accident" during training, therefore making the elemental type feared. Luckily, it wiped out during the accident, therefore making it three units instead of four.
Years later, Madison came along and accidentally set her class on fire. She had no matches with her, so she was assumed to have the power to summon fire. Of course, only the government and the elemental training group know about this. Madison is caught by the leader of the group and is taken to their main camp, which is in the middle of a nature trail. There, she has to train to become stronger and learn to control her power. However, being the last of the fire-summoners, she has to be extremely careful.
Your character can be any element EXCEPT fire. Your character can be any age, have any personality, and be any rank in the training unit. To join, post at least once a day, please!! c: Other than that, please respond to my post if you would like to join!! ]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][sub][color=#d2d2d2]The plot is basically based off of the last book in the series of Harry Potter. But instead, we are going to do it our way. We begin with when they are on the search for horcruxes. It could be just the three of them or it could be them and Ginny so Harry wouldn't be the lonely third-wheeler. It could be whatever you want! I'm fine with any options. We could either go by the book or not. It's our choice too. I would prefer to not go by book because the point of this roleplay is to play how we wanted the book to go.

I play Harry and Hermione while you play Ron and Ginny (if you want Ginny to come along, I mean). Just state interest and I would start us off! c:
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][sub][color=#d2d2d2]//Alright! I'll start us off.

Harry was scared yet determined at the same time. Finding the horcruxes was bad enough but he wasn't sure how they would be able to destroy them. After all, he had heard that horcruxes were incredibly difficult to destroy and they couldn't be destroyed with simple spells. How would he be able to take down Voldemort when he couldn't even handle simple horcruxes? Harry was at a loss for ideas. Hermione seemed to be the one coming up with everything but he knew that secretly, she had her doubts. All of them had their doubts. The task at hand was...impossible, to say the least. There were so many things wrong that they had to make right. Ha, imagine that. Harry suddenly didn't feel so good about being "the Chosen One." He never really felt good about it before but now, he was really wishing that it was someone else. He wasn't sure if he could handle this well. Even if they did somehow manage to find all of the horcruxes and destroy them, they still had to take down Voldemort himself, and Harry didn't even want to think about what would happen to him in the process.

They were currently sitting in the middle of a theater, all of them contemplating on what they should do. Harry's hand rested anxiously on the pocket of where his wand was located. Even though this was a Muggle area, he couldn't be too careful. He didn't want to get attacked or anything of the sort. Harry honestly wasn't in the mood to face people who found joy in attempting to kill him. All around him, people mulled around the snack area, trying to get some popcorn before the last movie that was going to play. It was late at night, so only one movie was left to play. Harry was too worried to care about what it was about. The ebony-haired male looked down on his hands, sitting in silence as he pondered on what they could do.

Finally, after a couple of minutes of silence between all of them, he broke the silence between them: "Alright, we need to start. The horcruxes are obviously not in places where we would expect them to be. They're certainly not in this theater. We need to find out what to do and where to go and get out. I have a bad feeling about this." He spoke in a low voice, not wanting to be heard by anyone just in case. You couldn't be too careful, especially in this situation.

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Hermione wasn't sure how they would be able to accomplish this task without getting killed in the process. Like Harry, she was worried about how they would be able to actually get the horcruxes. They had to be closely guarded, right? If not, then they had to be in some difficult place to find. Hermione knew that Voldemort wasn't stupid and he most likely his the horcruxes where he knew that hardly anyone would find him. This was all very bad and she felt like everything they did was weighing down on her. Of course, Harry was "the Chosen One," but Hermione felt like she had to make all of the decisions by herself and if she made one wrong move, everything would fall apart in front of her. It was stressful. Hermione knew this was coming but she had failed to prepare properly for it. She tugged on the sleeves of her hoodie, clearly anxious. She wasn't sure if she was reflecting her own feelings or Harry's. The two of them seemed to be both worried about what was at hand.

Once she heard Harry speak, she couldn't help but mentally sigh in relief. She didn't want to be the one who began the conversation. Normally, she wouldn't have minded doing so, but this was a time where she wanted to keep her mouth shut. Hermione didn't know where to start either but she had to answer or else all of them would be stuck not knowing what to do. "The theater closes in two hours. That gives us enough time to find out what to do. I already have some idea of where to find a Horcrux. Well, it might not be right, but I'm pretty sure that it would be worth a try. Anyways, Harry, this isn't a magical theater of death. I don't believe that we have anything to worry about in here." Her tone of voice sounded confident but she wasn't. She was doubting her own plan and thoughts. She used to be so confident in her own intelligence and now she felt like she was useless. That was a pretty bad feeling, if you asked her.

It was dark outside. The streetlamps only lit up a certain part of the area. Hermione wasn't going outside there if it was dark, especially since Death Eaters liked and were stronger in the darkness. But, of course, if push came to shove, she would be forced to leave with her friends and go out there. What they would do next was beyond her but for some reason, she was already thinking about what to do if they were attacked here.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][sub][color=black]I wasn't sure when I began sneezing fire. I wasn't sure why my friends thought of me as "dangerous" or "a lost cause." I wasn't sure when this whole elemental mess even started. I was just a normal human being. I never expected anything like that to happen to me. However, luck was never on my side, so I was stuck with the fact that I had the ability to control fire without even meaning to. Strange, huh? I think so as well. I mean, it's not everyday that you get to control something as destructive and dangerous as fire. I was quite surprised to find myself in the principles office after my little "accident." It wasn't even entirely my fault.

I was casually sitting around in Western Civilizations Honors, half-asleep, until my friend poked me and told me that my paper was on fire. Of course, being the idiot I was, I didn't believe her and continued to zone out until my teacher actually began to yell at me for setting my desk on fire. I was confused back then, and I didn't even realize what was going on until it was too late. The class was rushed out of the room and eventually, the whole school was evacuated due to a fire hazard. The firefighters came and rushed into the building, their hoses trailing after them. The whole area was a mess. There were some students that were calling their parents while others that were taking pictures of the scene and Instagramming them. By that point, I was fully awake and aware.

After the fire was put out, I was dragged into the principles office and was questioned along with a policeman by my side in case I made "any moves." They asked me why I brought matches to school, what provoked me to set the desk on fire, etc. I answered the questions as honestly as possible and most of the answers were things like "I don't know" or "it wasn't my fault." The principal called my parents and asked them to pick me up and give me a talk. He also told me that I would have to be watched for a couple of days for the safety of other kids. Even though that was a horrible punishment, I was just glad that I didn't get arrested. Imagine a fifteen-year-old in jail. I wouldn't last a day.

Afterwards, my parents came to the school and interrogated me even more. My mother even started to cry and plead me to give her answers of why it really happened. As said before, I answered as honestly as I could, but my parents didn't believe me. Instead, they told me that they were very disappointed and terrified of what I was capable of. Nothing hurt more than hearing that but I knew that I was justified in my responses.

A couple of days later, none of my friends hung out with me. They always avoided me and kept our conversations short, as if I was some sort of weirdo that hung out in the loner table at lunch. Even my teachers were wary of me. Whenever I would raise my hand to ask a question, they would flinch, as if they were expecting me to light a match and set the whole classroom on fire again. I was basically considered an outcast at school. Luckily, this didn't last. While walking back home from another day at school, I was approached by a male. He was about seventeen, two years older than me, and he had a serious look on his face. He was very muscular yet thin at the same time, if that was even possible. Scars littered his arms and upper body, which made him look quite intimidating. I contemplated running but he stopped me with a look. I felt paralyzed.

Then, he grabbed my arms, dragged me to a car, and pushed me inside. All this time, I was too shocked to speak or scream for help. I was kidnapped by a guy who looked like he killed alligators for a living. We drove in silence for about twenty minutes before he stopped and parked near an empty field. The field was close to a reservation and a nature trail, so there was nothing but forest for miles. He opened the back door and dragged me outside by the arm, walking me into the forest. I came to my senses at that point and tried to struggle but it was to no avail. If anything, I seemed to anger him more.

Finally, he stopped walking near a waterfall. The cascade was rather small in size. Next to it, there was a wooden staircase that led to higher elevation. Trees surrounded the whole area, making it nearly impossible to see where I was exactly. That worried me. The teen who kidnapped me raised his free hand, keeping it in the air for a couple of seconds. I was about to make my move and kick him in the shins but then I heard a familiar crackling sound. My heart skipped a beat as pure electricity shot out from his fingertips and into the sky, creating a huge disruption with the clouds above. The sky darkened and the sound of thunder was evident. Then, as soon as the first clap of thunder rolled off of the clouds, teens scampered from the back of the waterfall, nearly all of them wearing black. They looked quite physically fit and I felt like I was kidnapped to join a secret military for teenagers.

The teenagers stood in rows, all of them color-coded by bracelets that were on their right wrists. The first row consisted of people with green bracelets, the second one with blue, and the third one with yellow. Now that I was fully attentive, I noticed that the man who kidnapped me had a yellow bracelet. I would have asked what the hell was going on if I recovered from my shock. Instead of me speaking, though, the man spoke, "Listen up, cadets! I have brought the fire-summoner!" Everyone cast me awkward and curious looks but I didn't care at the moment. All I wanted to do was go home and forget that this ever happened.

Before the man could speak anymore, I piped up, "Hey, I honestly have no idea what kinds of drugs you are on, but I certainly don't want to find out. If you would be kind enough to release your death-grip and let me go, that would be great. Anyways, what's this about a 'fire-summoner?' All I did was accidentally set my class on fire. Geez, that doesn't make me a summoner of sorts."

The man glared at me but eventually turned back to the crowd and asked in a harsh tone of voice, "Would anyone like to explain to her what she is up against?"

[ The plot is sort of complex but I'll explain it to the best of my ability. Long before Madison discovered her power, there was a group of elemental people. They ranged from teenagers to young adults. These types of teens had originally had four groups: water, earth, electricity, and fire. However, they had lost nearly everyone from their fire unit due to an "accident" during training, therefore making the elemental type feared. Luckily, it wiped out during the accident, therefore making it three units instead of four.
Years later, Madison came along and accidentally set her class on fire. She had no matches with her, so she was assumed to have the power to summon fire. Of course, only the government and the elemental training group know about this. Madison is caught by the leader of the group and is taken to their main camp, which is in the middle of a nature trail. There, she has to train to become stronger and learn to control her power. However, being the last of the fire-summoners, she has to be extremely careful.
Your character can be any element EXCEPT fire. Your character can be any age, have any personality, and be any rank in the training unit. To join, post at least once a day, please!! c: Other than that, please respond to my post if you would like to join!! ]
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Wait, magic stuff? There was no way that I was believing this. There was no way that I was one of these "elemental people" who were most likely on drugs and in denial. No. I was normal! I took a deep breath, trying to convince myself that this was all just a dream and that I was back home curled up in bed. But for some reason, my mind wouldn't allow that sense of comfort to come into my brain, so I was screwed. "Look, I don't know if you're lying or not, but I sure as hell am not staying to find out. Goodbye. I hope that I will never see any of you again." As soon as I tugged on my arm to leave, the man who decided that it was okay to kidnap me tightened his grip and shook his head.

The man gave me a death-stare before returning his attention to the crowd, dark eyes flaring. "How 'bout we just let her find out for herself, then? Blu, since you spoke first, you'll be her guide. Good luck and try not to get each other killed. I don't want to clean up any messes." Without any other warning, the man left, disappearing into the shadows if that was even possible.

I was stuck in a room full of people I didn't know. That was just great. I didn't know what to do at this point but I sure as hell wasn't going to stay here. Nope, I was going to go back home and never come back here again. However, despite the fact that he was gone, I could still feel the leader's eyes on me, as if daring me to make a move. So, I just did the best thing possible. I tried to keep it cool and introduce myself. "Er...hey. I'm Madison and I -" Move voice was cut off as soon as my hand just exploded into flames. It didn't hurt, though. In fact, it felt normal. " - well, that's new." It wasn't everyday that your hand exploded into flames that could potentially kill someone.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][sub][color=#d2d2d2]//Remember that fanfiction I was writing, Niall? Well, since you've waited ever so patiently for the ending, I have decided to give it to you in the form of a forum thread. I hope this makes you cry. I mean, I've worked very hard on this and it took me quite a while to make it, so you better wipe a couple of tears from your eyes.
For those who are not Niall, I have been working on a fanfiction for her. Of course, this includes Nico but it also includes characters from the Percy Jackson series such as Reyna and Coach Hedge. No, you do not need to know them fully to read this. If you want to write your character's reaction to this, then please note that the event below was videotaped by a security camera and happened at least an hour ago. Please write your character's reaction to watching the tape just so everyone would get hit in the feels. Think of it as a writing exercise.

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[sub][color=#d2d2d2]Reyna was barely holding onto that last thread of hope - that last thread that would bring her back into reality and convince her that there was indeed something to live for. She had gone so far. It would be a shame to watch all of that go to waste, almost as if her life was worth nothing. Her achievements were now flecks of dust, already on the verge of being flicked away and fading until no one remembered them at all. The thought made her stomach churn and Reyna had to force herself to not be sick all over her shoes as she stared at what was ahead. It was a matter of life or death at this moment; Reyna could count all of the moments in her life where she thought that, but none of them compared to how this made her feel.

Coach Hedge, being the violence-ridden satyr, waved his baseball bat around aimlessly, his hooves clopping against the ground in impatience. "COME ON, SLOWPOKES, LET'S KICK SOME MONSTER BUTT!" He shouted, letting out a battle cry and almost running straight into the crowd of monsters and giants. If it wasn't for Nico pulling him backwards by the harness that was around all of their waists, the Coach would have gotten himself killed at this point, blew their cover, and basically gotten everyone killed.

Nico's brown eyes flashed dangerously with warning as he pulled the angry satyr back into place. "You nearly blew our cover. Then the monsters would be kicking our butts." He stated, not bothering to listen to Coach Hedge's angry curses. He was used to the Coach cursing at him. He often did it when Reyna and Nico held him back from getting himself killed one way or another.

Luckily they were hidden in a nearby coffee shop in an airport. The airport was empty of mortals and was ridden with monsters of all types. The Coach, Reyna, and Nico had been sent here to help get rid of the population and help the airport get back into business.Despite the fact that it was mostly dark, a couple of lights were on, white-washing the airport. The security camera twisted vision every now and then - right now, one security camera was focused on the trio as they sat behind a counter, each of them basically messes. Nico had bandages made from white cloth all over his arms from a shadow-travel accident, Reyna's clothes were torn, and clumps of fur was missed from Coach Hedge's body. They looked like they had been through a war, basically.

Reyna took that chance to discuss the plan before they put it into action, "Alright, we start with distractions. Coach Hedge and I will create the distractions while you, Nico, go to the Cafe Area and secure the explosives. After that, you shadow-travel to us and get all of us out of here before the whole area explodes. It wouldn't explode the airport, so it basically blows up all lifeforms. If we stay a second more than needed...let's just say that our names would be written in stone. Permanently." Reyna shuddered at the thought then continued. "If any part of this goes wrong, we'll just alert each other using our harnesses. If our harnesses break off, then we'll have to use the signal. Now let's just get this over with."

The three of them nodded and then got to work. Reyna stayed with Coach Hedge on the second-floor while Nico shadow-traveled to the first level of the airport, appearing in the middle of the whole floor. The harness was squeezing him since they were so far away but it was very long, so it wasn't killing or suffocating him. Wow, it looked quite empty without everyone here. The son of Hades pushed away the feeling as he immediately got to work, pulling the explosives out of his pocket and setting them up in the middle of the floor. It would have the most effect on the floor instead of the wall. It was common knowledge of explosives and bombs. In the distance, he heard a huge roar echo across the airport and knew that Reyna and the Coach had gotten the attention of the monsters. Thank goodness. Their plan was already halfway executed.

Finally, after about two minutes, Nico had managed to get everything set up. Alright, now came the hard part. He had to set the time. The maximum installed in the explosive was actually one minute. He had one minute to find both Reyna and Hedge and get them out of there. So, without further hesitation, the ebony-haired fourteen-year-old set the time and instantly shadow-traveled to the second-floor. As soon as he appeared there, he was caught up in the chaos. Monsters were literally everywhere; what was worse was that they were fighting themselves and not looking for Reyna and Hedge as they should have been. Oh, this was bad. Nico had to find them fast. He already heard the timer beeping as each second was wasted.

Reyna was currently on the escalator that led to the first floor, dodging as a monster flew over her head and attached another one. Where was Nico? Where was Hedge as well? Reyna had lost him in the chaos and not her harness only had one weight pulling on it. That meant that someone was disconnected. She already heard the timer beep in response and it made her feel like she was going to throw up. They had to get out of here. The dark-haired teenager climbed up the stairs of the not-working escalator, her eyes scanning the chaotic scene. Come on, she was a Roman! She had to think of something! Yet nothing came to mind...until she finally found him.

"Nico!" She shouted above the noise, breathing in relief as soon as she saw him turn at the sound of her voice and spot her. Then, dodging all the monsters that were in their way, they ran until they were mere inches from each other, relief sparking in both of their eyes. Even though they felt no attraction to each other, they liked to think of their relationship almost like one siblings had. But the relief faded to dread as the two of them realized who was still missing. "Where's Coach?" Reyna croaked, her eyes pleading as she hoped that he wasn't...dead.

Nico just looked as lost as she was. "I thought he was with you!" He managed to say, his copper eyes darting around the crowd. The Coach was nowhere to be found. How hard was it to lose a satyr with a baseball bat and a thirst for blood? The two demigods stood dumbfounded, unsure of what to do now that a teammate had gone missing in action. They had to get out of here but they couldn't risk it if the Coach was still alive. They couldn't just pack up their bags and leave him. But if he was dead...he would have wanted them to leave as fast as possible, right?

Finally, Reyna heard a familiar voice shout: "THERE'S NO WAY OUT!" The news wasn't good but the voice was. Without thinking, Reyna stumbled away from Nico and embraced the Coach, who looked quite confused at the gesture. They were in a war and they were hugging. How nice. The satyr tried to wriggle out of Reyna's grasp as he waved his arms in a panic, eyes bulging out, "THERE'S NO WAY OUT! THE MONSTERS BLOCKED THE EXITS! GET US OUT OF HERE, DEATH-BOY!"

Nico didn't appreciate the nickname but he didn't dwell on it. Without wasting any time, he grabbed the two of their arms, hearing the timer hit the thirty-second mark as he did so. They had thirty seconds to get out of here alive. If not, then tough luck. Nico focused on shadow-traveling this time, blocking out any other noises as he tried to at least shadow-travel them out of the airport. Then they would at least have some time to run. The shadows ran up their bodies but they didn't go any further than their waists. Nico tried harder but they just wouldn't listen and ended up...dying out.

Nico felt his heart skip a beat. No, this couldn't be happening. Please, no! His breathing quickened but no matter what he did, he couldn't do it. Reyna must have noticed but she remained stoic for some reason, as if she was expecting it. Coach Hedge was staring at him open-mouthed, as if wondering what the hell Nico was doing and when he was going to get on with it. Tears stung Nico's eyes but he managed not to cry from desperation. They had to get out, right? They couldn't...die.

The three stood in silence as the realization dawned upon them.

They weren't getting out.

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The image of the tape flickered once before turning into static.

//Yeah. I cried while writing this. They are NOT dead, though. I have something planned for them.

If you want to reply to this for fun (a.k.a. your character would be watching the tape and they would see everything that went on), then go ahead. Make it sad. Make everyone cry.
Hope you like it, Niall!
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