[b]Shay[/b] As Louis knelt down in front of her, Shay felt a chill run up her spine. She swallowed and stared up at him. His words next scared her:[b]"You don't wanna try me, Shay."[/b] he said darkly,[b] "You see it's not just you I can hurt."[/b] He crouched down and touched her cheek with a crazed grin. She glanced at his hand then his gaze. She averted it quickly. "I[b] know the dorm room numbers of all your friends. I know little Rosaline Gale is your room mate and best friend. I know Alexander is your boyfriend and you're quite good friends with Jason and Harry is a childhood friends of yours. Alcina is another close friend who helps you with your schoolwork. Ariana her sister... Garrett your adoptive father. I know you get in a lot of trouble at school often and you like to wear plaid. I know more about you, your life and everyone you care about than you think Shay. Consider everyone you love doomed-"[/b] Thank God he broke off, because Shay's anxiety had risen. [i]What the hell[/i]? This was beyond her imagination. She was thankful for someone else speaking, because she had to process everything. Wheat were the guardians going to do? she had to see them - if she ever got the hell out of this shithole. The scene flashed before her; the red-haired was yelling at a woman then passed out, and the one who was threatening someone else. She tried taking in everything, but her body was shaking too much. She wondered what he fuck she'd do now. This wasn't just a random creeper: he was prepared and knowledgeable. Toby... She had to get a sign to Toby, or Aidan... She swallowed and looked up when she heard her name. Her focus was disrupted, but she earnestly continued trying to create a lightning bolt. [b]"You know Shay, I was really worried that these would take too long to dry but here you are coming in clutch." [/b] She glanced up and managed a laugh. She briefly could see her and felt stunned when she made eye contact. She looked so familiar: almost like Alex and Emma... But he didn't have an older sister, right? Or maybe he didn't know, or tell her... [b]"Feel free to hit me up any time for nail drying,"[/b] She sounded strained but managed a smirk out of force. She wouldn't let him get ot her. The Guardians would protect them, wouldn't they? The blonde's comment only made the man irate: [b]"I'm going to rip off those fucking whore nails-"[/b] Before he could do anything, a voice stopped him: [b]"Silence."[/b] The voice boomed over everyone else and she craned her neck to look over. Unfortunately she couldn't see, so she waited for more information. Her heart was hammering. The man came into her eye view and she sucked in a deep breath. "[i][b]Oh[/b][/i]," she whispered, staring up at Damien Graves. She stared, awestruck. But he was supposed to be dead, right? So were the superior. Clearly everything she knew was a lie. How much else were the guardians lying about? Her mind was reeling. The night didn't seem real. She was high still, right? The pain in her sides, her stomach and legs, told her this was real. She was silent now and listening. Damien argued with the man (now known as Louis to her) over her. When he commented on her "little breeze", Shay felt a surge of fury. Shay knew she could do a lot more than just a breeze. If anyone were wise to weather manipulation, she could create catastrophic disasters. Shay growled at him menacingly under her breathe but remained silent otherwise. Now, she watched as he turned to look down at her now condescendingly. He knelt in front of her and she stared back into the Devil's eyes. [b]"You are your father's daughter. Stubborn and fearless with eyes as grey as the clouds you control. Unfortunately that will be the downfall of you both."[/b] He roughly let go and she snarled at him viciously. Her eyes had widened at the mention of her father. Her dad. Her dad!? He knew her dad!? But he had died, hadn't he - along with her mother? Shay jerked, trying to move so she could keep her gaze on him as he stood up. She had to know what he knew. It was short lived, though, as a result of what he said next: "[b]Put her back before I kill her[/b]." Shay felt her fear accelerate. Now, her life was on the line, and it relied on the crazy superior Louis. The odds were not in ehr favor. [b]"Fine." [/b]Louis said lamely. She glanced up at him now, distracted and [b]"Stop using your power Shay and I'll take you back to the school."[/b] She swallowed, tensing. Now she either became defenseless, or continued fighting. She swallowed and took a chance he'd return her. With a deep breath, she focused on stopping the storm. Toby, Scarlett, Lucy, Dalton, Aidan, Jessie - the other guardians... They had to find her. Shay knew she couldn't trust Louis to return her like he said; he didn't look committed to it. The tone of his voice was telling enough. As she quit the storm, she managed to create a discreet bolt of lightning strike near the guardian's wing. Someone had to have seen it. There weren't many people in the school with the ability to control the weather or lightning. She focused and shut her eyes. The wind picked up only near the guardian's wing. She spoke, hoping Dalton's enhanced senses, would hear it. She was dry mouthed, shaking, pale and wide-eyed. She felt as if she would have a panic attack any moment now. [b]"I won't use them."[/b] Shay replied and coughed again loudly. A guardian with superior senses just had to fucking hear it. She was betting on them. [b]"I guess the superior are alive and kicking, huh, Damien? You don't look a day over twenty. Good for you."[/b] [hr] [b]Leslie [/b] Leslie watched from the back of the superior gathering, eyes narrowed. The tiny girl had been about to intervene when Louis had come towards her sister. Thankfully, Damien came to interrupt instead. She skipped to Skylar's side and hugged her waist. [b]"Sky, are you okay?"[/b] She stared up at her with concern. She frowned at Shay and moved behind Skylar with anxiety. She was shaking at the thought of Sky being hurt. She watched the black haired girl look her in the eye then away. She swallowed and hid behind Skylar.