[hider=What A Nightmare?] Krysthane shook her head and looked around, it looked like she was in some sort of basement.  With webs, lots and lots of webs. Repulsed, Krysthane swung her legs around creating tornado of water, forcibly cleaning the room of most of its filth. Krysthane shook her head and climbed the stairs out of the room- or she would've, if it had any stairs. The room... didn't have any way out. What was wrong with place? Angrily she slammed her heavily armored boot into the wall- and her foot bounced off. Krysthane regained her footing angrily, the freaking wall was made of wood, how was it strong enough to resist a full power kick? Alright then. Krysthane tried the same thing with the ceiling, jumping into the air and back flipping to hit the ceiling with an immensely powerful kick to no effect. Besides landing painfully on her butt and getting her pants wet. Krysthane grunted angrily and stood up looking around her perplexed. Third time was the charm, Krsythane prepared and did a flying kick into one of the walls and flew right through it, much to her surprise.

Krysthane ground to a halt inside another room which looked exactly the same as the one she was just in. Krysthane carefully walked back and tapped the wall she had come in from to find that it wasn't solid. Krysthane sighed in frustration, she had no idea what was going on here. She began exploring by tapping the walls and walked into another room having no idea what to expect and found Ebon in it. "[color=yellow]Ebon?[/color]" She asked incredulously. "[color=yellow]What are you doing here?[/color]" Ebon remained silent and simply pulled out his Kingdom and drones flew out in a distinctively aggressive fashion. "[color=yellow]Come on Ebon, you don't hate me that much right?[/color]" No answer and several laser beams forced her to move. She slammed the drones into the ground with a brief spurt of overwhelming gravity and rushed towards Ebon. Her boot flew towards his face but she hesitated at the last moment- she couldn't fight her teammate, could she? Her weakness was rewarded with the Kingdom slamming heavily into her, sending her flying through another one of the walls.

Krysthane regained her ground and found herself in a room with Sepia. "[color=yellow]Oh Sepia, I'm so glad to see you![/color]" Sepia's normally friendly face curled into a disdainful frown, "Well that makes one of us." she said snottily and took out her staff, immediately firing off one hooked end at Krysthane. "[color=yellow]Son of a-[/color]" Krysthane cursed furiously as she barely managed to dodge the wicked grabbling hook. She rushed forward with a powerful jet of water and raised her fist to slam it into Sepia's chest, this time determined to beat whatever this trick was. Seconds before impact, Krysthane realized that the chain was retracting faster than she was move. Thinking quickly Krysthane did a front flip, allowing the chain to pass through where her upper-midsection would normally be. And was promptly smashed in her ribs by the heavy metal staff and sent flying through yet another wall. 

Krysthane heavily got up to her feet wincing, she'd never known Sepia could hit that hard. It looked like this room had Skyra in it. "[color=yellow]Skyra, please tell me you're not like everyone else?[/color]" Skyra gave her a feral grin, "[b]Oh no, I'm much better than everyone else. In fact I'm much better than you. So much better that [i]I[/i] should've been leader. And I'll prove it right now![/b]" Skyra cried out as she rushed forward. Her dual energy swords swung down together in a vicious overhead slash. Krysthane swung her leg forward in a counter high kick hoping her boot would stand up to the fierce blades. Luckily for Krysthane her boots held up and the blades were sent back flying backwards and Krysthane immediately followed up with the same leg scything towards Skyra's midsection. Then Skyra's swords left her hands and spun through the air deflecting the kick away. Skyra smirked maliciously and slowly began walking towards Krysthane, the blades forming a protective barrier between them. "[b]Told ya I was better.[/b]" Skyra said matter of factly as she slowly trapped Krysthane in a corner with her swirling blades. Krystane tapped the walls behind her to no avail, they were as real as the blades in front of her.

 "[b]Now DIE![/b]" Skyra screamed angrily and the blades ended their whirlwind forcefully sending out a wave of power. Krysthane flinched raising her arms defensively as she was pushed back into the wall with a thud. Skyra lunged towards her with the twin blades snicking forward in an decapitating cut. Krysthane reflexively ducked and the blades cut heavily into the seemingly invincible wall. Roaring with anger Krysthane stuck out from her crouched position, whirling her body like a break-dancer to put a fearsome amount of force into a kick aimed directly at Skyra's stomach. Skyra was sent flying from the force of the blow and phased through the far wall.

Krysthane regained her feet angrily and strode after her, passing through yet another non-existent wall. There she found Skyra lying in a crumpled heap in her own lap? Krysthane was standing here looking at Skyra, but there was another Krysthane cradling Skyra's collapsed form in her lap, the other Krysthane looked up with tear-stained eyes. "[color=gold]You! You killed her![/color]" The real Krysthane staggered back in disbelief and she whispered helplessly as she stared at the body. "No..." Her fingers scrambled against the wall futilely, it seemed that [b]this[/b] wall was only one way. The fake Krysthane picked up Skyra's blades with a cry of rage and charged forward at her in a wild flurry of attacks. Krysthane kicked one blade out of the way, narrowly dodged another, and was kicked in the same side as she had been smashed in before and sent flying into another wall. She didn't pass through this one like the last one, instead solidly slamming into it with a grunt of pain.

 The fake Krysthane pursued relentlessly hurling one of the energy swords and continuing her attack. Krysthane pushed herself off the ground unsteadily with blood tickling out of her mouth and was met with the thrown blade tracing a crimson line across her cheek. Her eyes dilated as she realized how close it had come to kil- hitting her. She shakily grabbed the sword and ripped it from the wall to defend herself from her duplicate's attacks. Krysthane blocked the vicious attacks weakly, maneuvering to make sure she didn't get trapped in a corner again. Her duplicate screamed at her, "[color=gold]You aren't worthy! You were never worthy, not of being leader, not of those boots, not off even coming to this school. AND EVERYON ELSE ON YOUR TEAM WILL END UP JUST LIKE [b]SKYRA![/b][/color]"

Krysthane unsteadily took yet another step back and her sword was ripped out of her hands by a ferocious slash. Krysthane backpedaled frantically as another cut appeared on her opposite cheek and she tripped and fell to the ground hopelessly, muttering over and over again, "[color=yellow]No. No no no no.[/color]" The angry Krysthane huffed and pointed the sword at her fallen self. "[color=gold]And now you're going to pay for it.[/color]" The sword stabbed towards the fallen Krysthane as if in slow motion.

 Moments before the blade reached her skull Krysthane's eyes glowed with a sudden rage. "[b]NO![/b]" She screamed and turned her head causing the glowing blade to miss her shearing and searing half of her long golden flowing hair off. Krysthane lashed out with her leg tripping up her opponent and causing her to crash to the ground. Krysthane leapt to her feet and savagely chopped downwards at her copy cat with her leg. "[color=yellow]No![/color]" she screamed as her clone frantically rolled away, now on the defensive. "[color=yellow]I WORKED FOR THIS, I EARNED IT, AND I'LL PROVE I DESERVE IT STARTING WITH YOU![/color]" Krysthane swiped downwards with her hands and crushed her clone into the ground with an absurd amount of force. "[color=yellow]Now die[/color]" She hissed violently in words eerily reminiscent of Skyra's and jumped into the air spinning and gathering force for a devastating axe kick and as her foot made contact with her fake's exposed throat- Krysthane's vision suddenly blurred.


She was at Beacon again. Albeit with her foot smashed through her bed for some odd reason. Krysthane shook her head confusedly and looked at the time. It was about five o clock in the morning. Gawds she'd known eating all that candy was a bad idea. It seemed that after she had finally managed to get to bed her body was still feeling hyper and had worked it out by sleepwalking. Krysthane sighed and got back into her bed, avoiding the hole in the middle of it as best she could. All some weird dream, now she had to try to get to bed again, since she didn't feel one ounce more rested than she'd been before she went to bed on that sugar high. Not noticing that half of her prized hair was still cut off and that she had two scarlet lines on her cheeks.[/hider]