[u][i]Theresa Sindel Obott.[/i][/u] Everything was getting too intense for Theresa. Eyes were wide, and honestly every instinct was telling her to run like hell. She couldn't get that adrenaline pumping like everyone else. She was scared... but her heart wasn't rushing. Why in God's name did this happen? All she wanted to enjoy the jungle, not fight some unstoppable beast. That- wait? Where is Aislin going? Aislin was limping off towards the beach. That girl should be high as a goddamn kite right now. her willpower was great enough to fight off the drug? Regardless of what it was, Theresa knelt down to pick up her bow, and chased after her. Her drug's sedative effects would certainly make it hard to walk, and Theresa didn't want her to be on her own here. She didn't know how Aislin was reacting to the drug, and worse comes to worse, Aislin could have a heart attack (Which is another problem in and of itself). Aislin fell down on the beach, and Theresa jumped down after her. She herself was wondering why Aislin was going for the water. Was she trying to [i]swim[/i] away? Sorry, but that wasn't happening. The waves were strong, and Aislin was high as a kite, she'd die. "Aislin, wait!" Theresa cried out as she attempted to stop Aislin. What Aislin did was completely unexpected. A tidal wave came out of no where. Theresa stopped in her tracks and stared up at it slack-jawed, eyes wide. She felt death looming over her. The wave then smacked Theresa like a bag of bricks setting all of her nerve endings on fire. It hurt like hell, and it broke her nose on contact, sending her sweeping backwards along with the wave. It was an ungodly pain, no endorphins would be helping her now. However, her drug's healing properties doesn't just work on other people, it worked on Theresa far better. Theresa began regenerating at an astonishing pace. The nose didn't heal instantly, but it was on the way. But another problem was the fact that her head was underwater. Theresa shut her mouth tightly as she panicked, she didn't have time to hold her breath, so water was forcing it's way into her body. Theresa immediately began to struggle for at least ten seconds, before everything started turning black, sharp black. She couldn't like feel anything, not even her broken nose and it felt like her existence faded... The sweeping wave had moved Theresa to the clearing, and she immediately coughed up some water the very second she was on land. When she opened her eyes... everything was white. A clear white color. Theresa felt great... like a high that came from being out of that water. She barely even realized what had happened, and she was just lying there. Oblivious to the world and what was happening. To her, it felt like she was born yesterday.... Her regeneration immediately went into effect and started repairing the damage to her lungs that the sea-water did. Her nerves were telling her what was wrong with her body right now in [i]vivid[/i] detail, but she ignored them all. Theresa's whole body hurt like hell and there was no relief other than that it was healing over time. However, her skin was cold, and she found it hard to breath, but Theresa was still breathing.... That's good... --- [u][i]Dana Alcott, Beast-Jaska, Theresa Obott, & Adam Blackmore.[/i][/u] [i](Written in collaboration with Jazzy)[/i] [hider=Silversun Pickups - Simmer][youtube]WL6q51oKYoY[/youtube][/hider] The battle of monsters continued. Jaska raised his fists over his head, unleashing yet another demonic roar, he slammed them down on the ground unleashing a wave of fire directed at Dana. It was so hot that it could be felt from a distance away, instantly incinerating the grass. This was elementary. Dana appeared to the side in a dash of speed with her cloak fluttering the only thing that reminded everyone that she didn't teleport. She felt the heat of the fire burn her skin, but it was minor damage that was quickly healed like there was nothing there. Dana kept her eye on Jaska, praying to God that Tess and Aislin will get away in time. She refused to leave Henry here either, once they were in the clear, she was going to pick him up. So, this was a game of stalling. Jaska charged straight at Dana on all fours, combustion into a thick wreath of flames. He picked up speed fast. It went without saying what Dana did. Except, she appeared behind him in a whip of speed. Jaska stopped his charge and looked over his shoulder, the fire faded. He whipped around towards Dana with his hands erupting in a massive fire. He pointed his hand at Dana and started firing a barrage of massive fireballs that traveled at astonishing speeds. Dana saw an opening, she dodged the fire in short bursts of speed. Appearing between the fireballs, but they're taking a heavy toll on her body heat-wise. Once Dana was close enough, she stood in front of him, as her little plan. Jaska responded just as she thought he would as he raised his fist over his head and brought it down with enough force to crush stone. Dana dodged at the last second as his fist got stuck into the dirt. However, Dana took this opportunity to deal a major blow against him. Dana leaped forward, not like a human would, it was like she was a spring. Her body just pushed itself off the ground towards Jaska's face, and slashed out an eye at ungodly speeds. There were seven clean slashes running across his face. Jaska let out a roar of pain as he swiped Dana with all the strength he could muster. This caught Dana completely off guard and sent her flying through the air at the nearest tree. She slammed into it, chest first, and bounced clean off of it. There was a loud boom, she didn't go through it like Henry did. However, Dana let out a warped, high-pitched, wail that no natural creature should make. She coughed out a wave of thick, inky, black blood that stained the front of her cloak and spilled onto the grass. Followed by falling onto the grass herself, and coughing up more blood, she tried to get on all fours(?) but fell apart. Whatever happened caused Dana some extreme bodily damage. Her regenerative factor was correcting that damage, however, she was still left in a vulnerable position. Jaska ran over to Dana, snarling like mad. Before he could close the distance however, Jaska's acute hearing picked up some oddities coming from the ocean front. He whipped around to see the tidal wave coming for him. Where instinct was supreme in his thought process, Jaska tried to outrun it, he leaped up on a tree to out climb it. However, the water did impact him, and he let out a monstrous roar as the water that touched his burning hot body turned into a cloud of steam. It didn't engulf him like Aislin planned, but it carried him away. Dana raised her head and easily outmaneuvered the wave by disappearing into the treeline. She was "standing" sideways on the side of the tree just like she would if she was flat on the ground. Her cloak draping downwards was the only thing that was telling everyone that she was standing sideways. She didn't know who was behind it, nor was she concerned. She watched the destruction and saw that the clearing was soaked with water. It was only logical that you counter fire with water. However, Dana was still injured from the previous attack, evident from the black blood leaking down, and was using what little strength she had left to escape the wave. She dropped down from the tree with a thump, but that was nothing. There was still this injury she got.... If she had changed back now, the wound would transfer and her real body would have a caved in chest. Thank god her anatomy and biology was drastically different in this form or else she was a goner. Her body was regenerating, healing all her wounds so she wouldn't die. It was imperative that she keeps this cloak on at all times during the process or she'd be screwed. Dana stopped for a moment to rest. She looked around... The Beast was gone. Swept away in a wave of hatred. Dana got into a sitting position against the nearest tree, black blood still leaking out of her body. By the time the wave faded, she saw two people. Theresa and Aislin. Both heavily battered, and soaked in water. It didn't take a rocket-scientist to say that the wave had hit both of them hard. Dana didn't know what exactly she should do other than wait. Blood was still leaking from her maw, that meant she was in no position to do anything. At least she was getting better. Dana heard some rustling come out of the bushes not too far away. She was expecting it to be Henry, or a member of the staff, ready to take this chaos off her hands and let her recover in peace. ... Peace didn't come easy for Dana. What came out of the bushes was obviously Jaska in his beast state, snarling like a monster. He took slow steps, his eyes were glowing bright gold, leaving behind a brief trail of light. He was drenched in water, so his pryomancery was disabled. The beast had dragged himself to the center of the clearing, looking around. There were three easy targets here. He turned his body towards each of them. Wondering which ones he should strike first. [i]... Will this madness ever end?! Will this thing ever [b]stop[/b]!?[/i] Dana thought to herself, if she was capable of it, she would have distorted herself into a shocked frown. She had to force herself to get up, and back. Jaska hadn't attacked yet. While she was in no position to continue fighting him, she could grab Theresa and Aislin and take them back to the school.... Even if it brought this beast back to the school. Dana remained on guard, hoping to be the first person he targets so she can finally end this. However, Jaska choose to run straight for the disabled Theresa in a berserk charge. "Terry!" Dana shouted, putting out her deformed hand. She wanted to stop this, once and for all. But, while she was getting ready to dash, she fell over and some more blood sprayed out of her mouth. She got on all fours again, and let out another warped wail. If she could stop this she would, but right now, [i]she[/i] has to stop.... [hider=Lissie -Mother (Dazing Cover)][youtube]xpEIj7cU36g[/youtube][/hider] The last thing Henry felt heard and saw before everything went dark was his head smashing against something, the splintering of wood, and the green and colors of foliage as it melted together, flashing before his eyes. And then darkness. He could still hear things, he also felt he could see things, but it was all slower and only a color here and there. Red with a echo of a roar, green with screaming, and then blue and the sound of flowing water. And then everything hurt. At first he thought he was dying, being swept away in a sea of blue. He twitched and struggled unconsciously. When his body came to a rest, he grew still. And then something changed. His body, in times of trial, would change. His powers were like all meta humans and could evolve. His powers always manifested themselves as physical, and so his appearance grew. His body lost the ability to camouflage, instead his scales became huge and thick an his hide became armored. His already muscled body just about exploded with strength, the muscles doubling, tripling, and then some in size until his arms alone were thicker than a man's chest. His legs grew thicker and stronger, and his tail grew thicker, and grew shorter compared to the rest of his body, taking up half his body length instead of three quarters. From his back thick tusks sprouted and remained, with armor plating between them that ran down his back and too the end of his tail. His claws became huge in size, and thick as a wrist at the base. "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" The creature was huge, but he was nothing small either. A thirteen foot tall monster of a reptile. It slammed it's hand down on the ground in anger and pain, and pulled itself up on all fours before breaking out into a charge. It released an unearthly battle cry, and barreled past Dana and into Jaska like a train and sent them both to the ground. The demon child's arm at the base clamped firmly in the creature's jaws. Jaska might've had the firebending advantage, but he, he was physically stronger. Raising one of his own arms and releasing the arm he had in his jaw the reptile drove his huge claw into Jaska's bicep, the huge talons cutting through muscle and plowing through bone like wet paper, and embedding themselves deep into the ground. He released an almighty roar in the demon's face. The playing fields were even now. The battle between titans resumed. Jaska took the attack, the now-monstrous Henry had launched his attacks that Jaska was not preparded for. He was wrestled to the ground, and Henry's claws were driven through his body. Without Jaska's pryomancery, it appeared that they were now even in terms of physical abilities. At this point, Jaska was giantic, fifthteen feet tall, and counting. Bristled with armored scales and bulging muscles, and claws that had to be as long as swords. Which meant it was now up to who was the better fighter... or was more vicious. Jaska roared loudly enough to be heard from the heavens. He kicked Henry off of himself with enough force to break someone in two. Sending the reptile man off of him. He quickly rose to his feet, and let his wounds regenerate. It would be completely fine in a few minutes. Jaska loudly growled as he slammed his hand onto the wet ground, and used it to propel himself through the air towards Henry. With his claws aimed directly for his chest. He was packing enough strength to knock Henry over. Where he would tear him piece by piece, by piece.... "... Henry!?" Dana shouted as Henry came to the rescue, in a new form that was just as monstrous as Jaska's. She couldn't help but worry if they'll have another monster on their hands, but it began apparent that Henry was in partial control of himself. If Dana wasn't in this form, she'd be fine with cheering him on, but right now she was damaged. She had to focus on healing these wounds fast as possible. If it looked like Henry would lose, Dana would have no choice but to step in and help. For now, she had no choice but to watch, and wait. Henry roared and turned his shoulder towards Jaska, the huge and thick spines that covered his back becoming the target of Jaska's oncoming hand. He absorbed the energy of the blow, his back spines impaling the already damaged arm. But absorbing the blow did not come without cost. The arm slid along his shoulder and the claws connected with his lower jaw, splitting the bone on both sides and causing the half-jaw to hang from sinews of muscle and skin on the farther side. The creature released a gurgling, pained howl, and with strength driven by rage and pain, twisted his body, stretching out the arm that was impaled on his back spines, and placed one of his huge feet on Jaska's chest, and then pushed off. A sickening crack occured, and the reptilian monster effectively kicked Jaska off of him. Well, not all of him. On his back there was one of Jaska's huge arms, hanging lifelessly and dripping it's boiling blood on the ground, disconnected where the humerus would normally meet the shoulder socket. The reptilian man released a gurgling roar again, it's bright fluorescent blue blood spraying from what remained of it's mouth. Grabbing the stump, Henry released an even more hellish sound that was created most likely due to his mangled jaws, and then grabbed the stump, and ripped it from his spine, breaking off part of the bony defense mechanism that was imbedded in the limb and taking it with it. Henry took the detached limb by the wrist, and was effectively ready to wield it as a weapon to beat Jaska down with should the beast continue the fight. He turned to anyone who could hear "GEEHT AHDAM!" He choked out, his lack of jaw and lips in this form impedeing his ability to speak. Jaska stumbled backwards, snarling in pain, he grabbed onto his arm socket. Flailing about like he's gone mad. His arm... it's gone now. He let out some more growling as he prepared for the next strike. Rushing winds quickly rustled the entire jungle in perfect symphony. Every leaf, branch, and fruit was flowing. Before they all went dead. The jungle went strangely silent. The rushing winds abruptly resumed, and sent Jaska flying towards the beach in one mighty gust of wind. Jaska went over the drop and was sent flailing around in the sand which rustled every piece of sentiment. All while Jaska was growling in response. Adam had floated down from the sky with his arms behind his back, he was calm. He landed on both feet, and took steps towards Jaska. Before he stopped. Adam took one look around, Ms. Obott, and Rose were down, and there was a person in cloak he didn't recognize. Mr. Olin had mutated... Adam got the specifics from it just by looking at him.... Adam also knew what was wrong with Jaska just by looking at it. It was a shame that this child had lost control of himself, which is why Adam is here. He will [i]put him[/i] in control. "I heard a commotion and came soon as possible...." Adam tipped his glasses. He turned his head and saw that Jaska had already risen back to his feet and was running towards him. "Rest easy everyone. I will handle this." Adam began motioning his hands as if they were orbiting an object. A round object. He had created a massive ball of pressurized air in the path of Jaska. When Jaska came charging at him, Adam snapped his fingers and the blast went straight for his body. Sending him sprawling back, his claws had left thick marks in the dirt. But he was otherwise unaffected. Jaska began running at Adam yet again. "My calculations were incorrect..." Adam tipped his glasses again. He will have to get drastic.... Adam quickly swung his arms out and began sucking the air out of the clearing. He was attempting to creating bubbles of air around Henry and company. In a few seconds Jaska was in a vacuum. The creature came to a stop as he ran out of air. He inhaled deeply and grabbed his neck with his only hand. Thrashing around wildly as he breathed for air that wasn't even there. It didn't take Jaska too long to give up and try to take Adam down with him. However Adam calmly took a few steps back and removed even more of the air. By the time Jaska had closed the distance, everything was going black. The beast hit the ground, unconscious. Adam looked at Jaska and his power told him that Jaska was turning back. Hoping to not suffocate him. Jaska's skin melted off his body in a mixture of flesh and fluids that turned black on the ground. Adam had to cover his face. As it smelled absolutely horrid. Beast-Jaska's exposed muscles were all that could be seen. This was when the beast had released Jaska. It's back split wide open and Jaska, in his normal appearance, was ejected out of the body, covered in blood and guts. Jaska hit the ground with a slippery thud, and lied there. He was completely unconscious, the transformation was heavily taxing on the boy. His body quickly began to burn up... it got super hot and it disintegrated into ash. The muscles that were created degraded, and soon enough, there would be no traces of this body. Henry stepped forward, still wielding the arm in his hands and placed a firm step onto the the ground near Jaska's beast corpse and released a victorious, gurgling roar, causing more of his blue blood to sprinkle down like rain. He dropped the arm as if it disgusted him, and he pushed at what remained of his jaw with the back of his wrist, causing the bony piece of jaw that still hung from his mouth to come off and fall to the ground with a light thud. He turned his attention back to it as Jaska's body disintigrated, the arm he had previously been ready to use joining the rest of the creature's body in becoming ashes. Then Henry, with one last look around, released a great sign, and fell. He caught himself, his huge forearms catching most of his body, and didn't let him fall all the way. He panted in exhertion and looked over as Adam began talking, his whole body deflating like a balloon as Adam spoke. "What a tragedy," Adam started off as he walked over to the unconscious Jaska and held him up by his leg. The child was naked, but not a scratch on him. But that didn't bother Adam all that much. "The child lives with a beast in his shadow. Waiting to come out. I hope we could avoid an incident like this." Adam turned towards Henry. Who didn't seem to be so good. Adam knew that his transformation was extremely taxing on his body, the same applied to Jaska. "Mr. Olin. Rest now. Your change took a lot of resources, and you must adjust." He said as he walked over to Henry, with his free palm open. Henry just about leant into Adam's palm, before he released another great sign again, and then fell on his side, his body slowly but surely reverting to it's original state. The injuries he had sustained remained however. Along his back was a gash where his shoulder spike had been, and his jaw was still gone. Underneath his pectoral muscle, the skin had been ripped and the powerful muscle had been torn in some places. He was still bleeding from these areas, and bruised all over from being thrown through the trees. His neck had several and alarming dark purple bruises from Jaska's grasp. His whole body looked like one big injury, but it could be seen that he was already getting better. His back's gash could be seen to already be sticking up ever so slightly along the edges, and the blood coming from his mouth and chest was slowly slowing to a stop. His state overall looked promising that he would make a full recovery. He would have to be carried or dragged back to campus and to be put in urgent care for the night, most likely, but he would live. He was still away, but unmoving in exhaution and potentially pain. His eyes were glazed and lazily watched Adam and looked around at his surroundings. The fight was finally over... Dana made the closet sound to a sigh of relief (Which was a warped ghostly screech) and slumped down against a tree. Her body was still glazed by her own black blood. She was still injured. But fortunately, she was in the process of regenerating. It would take ages for her to heal however. This was like the last time: she would have to hide out in the woods until she recovered fully. However, she wasn't going to slump here and let Adam do all the work. Dana stood straight up in an unnatural fashion... she just sprung upwards like a puppet pulled by a string. Even her walk (if it could even be called that) was unnatural, it was like she was sliding along the ground. She stood over Henry, and grabbed onto him. "Henry..." Dana wasn't a fan of talking while in this form... but she was going to try. "Let me help you..." She slung his arm over her shoulder, and could support his weight just fine. Despite him being twice her size. "... [i]My hero.[/i]" She whispered. Henry weakly attempted to push himself up, but his legs wouldn't work corrently for now. He didn't have the strength for it yet, but his legs were functioning, and as Henry conintued his walk slowly changed from weak leg movements and just bairly padding the ground to a limp. All the while he refused to look at Dana. Not out of distaste, but because he knew if he did she would be in trouble. He kept his his turned away from her as to keep the heat sensing pits below his eyes out of her way. "...Hoshpital." he mumbled. "Geth us... hoshpital." "Yes, Henry." Dana tried her best to carry him forward, before looking at Aislin and Theresa. "... Someone get them.... Theresa needs immediate attention..."