[h2][center][color=a187be]Isabel Velton[/color][/center][/h2]

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[color=39b54a]"Isabel, you're not going to fall asleep. You own the voice, it obviously needs you to exist - don't forget that,"[/color] Alexander's voice broke the silence in Isabel's mind, pulling her from the shock of hearing the voice again. She nodded to him, feeling the reassurance in his voice comforting her worry. She felt the heat in the air cool, she listened as the chaos below calmed into just a low roar, an ambience loomed across the valley of fire and rock beneath their height. She felt her head being turned, softly into Alexander's chest, and she gripped on tight to him and he started moving her forward.

[color=0054a6]"Come on, I'll let you down."[/color] Louise's voice was comforting to Isabel's ears, but she felt too weak to turn and face her friend. She cleared her mind, kept her eyes fixed on Alexander's dusted and wrinkled vest, and listened to her companions speak.

[color=39b54a][b]"It's done. They've been destroyed."[/b][/color] Maybe it was Isabel's head placed upon Alexander's chest that made his voice seem louder than normal, but she thought she heard it echo across the valley. It was only another moment before she heard Jake's familiar voice directly next to her.

[color=9e0b0f]"Izzy? You okay?"[/color] The worried tone in Jake's voice alerted her enough to lift her face to his. She nodded slightly, still weak from before.

[color=9e0b0f]"Who else is injured?"[/color] He then asked aloud to Alex. Before Alex could respond, a thought rushed past Isabel's mind and out of her mouth.

[color=a187be]"M-... Milo was hurt, bad... I think..."[/color] she couldn't make her voice any louder than the booming that continued throughout the skies, but she was certain that Jake had heard her. He left her vision quickly, and then his voice came from above.

[color=9e0b0f]"We... [b]We need to figure out what's happening... Regroup!"[/b][/color] Jake's voice boomed outward, echoing the same way Alexander's had. Isabel felt a breeze move across her face, her hair blowing in front of her eyes. She placed her head back upon Alexander's chest, more exhausted than she had ever been in her life. Her whole body was sore, especially her left hand. She blinked, lifting her left arm up, and stared into her palm. Each finger looked bent, twisted - the equivalent of each joint being popped from each socket. She then tried to wiggle each finger, but to no avail. She couldn't think about that, though. Not now, not after what had just happened in her head.

Her mind wandered quickly, however. She thought back to the party she had met everyone at, so distant now, she didn't even remember what it was for. All she knew was that Jake, the only person she was familiar with, having gone to High School together, had invited her. She was a skeptic at the time, not one to go out to social gatherings herself. But for some odd reason, she felt compelled to show up. She remembered Jake's happy-go-lucky attitude when he saw her, glad she had shown up, and ushered her over to where the other members of the group were. She really couldn't help but snicker when she saw them all - a merry band of misfits, if one could call it that. A large, rather uncomfortable looking nerd talking about some new game with what looked to be a stoner who didn't even know where he was; An athletic, white-haired boy trying to start up conversation with another boy who was tall and handsome, but he seemed to have no interest in the discussion, and sitting by herself by a light was the only other girl, a real bookworm, her nose deep in the crevice of a journal of sorts.

But then her mind drifted back to the present. Her worst dream, coming true in her very brain. The voice of a woman, devilish in sorts, full of a primitive and wild animosity, sinful with lust. Isabel felt the destruction in her mind, and curled up more, feeling tense again. Her left hand was burning - the immense suffering she felt along her fingers and wrist brought tears back to her eyes. A horrific numbness followed quickly, making her wonder if she had just lost all feeling in her hand. Then, suddenly, the pain in her hand went away. She kept thinking this time about looking back at it, but the pain was so immense that it tore at her energy and made her almost too exhausted to move her lips.

Isabel looked up from Alexander's vest one more time before noticing the wind ceasing to move through her hair, the stillness in the air symbolizing they had stopped moving.

[color=a187be]"C... Can I be set down, now?"[/color] Isabel asked as politely as she could, but no matter how she tried to sound, the most evident sound in her words was her exhaustion. Alex leaned over and gently let Isabel down, her back up against a rock. There was almost a softness to what should have been a jagged surface, and she felt as if she had sunken into the ground a bit, like a warm mattress beneath her broken body. She closed her eyes, leaned her head back, and for once this whole night, she was almost comfortable. It only took an instant, and despite the noise that still rumbled through the air, Isabel fell asleep, but her dreams were not flooded with fear. No, she felt even too tired to dream. But she felt like she didn't have to worry about the woman in her mind, and she slumbered with ease in her mind.