[sub][h3][center]Archie and Kayla[/center][/h3][/sub][hr]

Archie's world was peaceful, comparative to the rest of the groups. While they dealt with yelling and blood and fear, Archie saw... nothing at all. He felt, physically, very little- but he could hear the [i]world[/i] around him in stereo. He heard the shapes of their bodies in the dark when they yelled and could [i]see[/i] their very souls keeping them alive. He saw the heat in their chests and the pinpoint flashes of electricity coursing through their veins telling their muscles to get up and strand up and run or fight and to keep moving forward. It was surreal, because it was like he was far away and right there all at once.

His world was brought alight by an [i]explosion[/i] of sound the left his head ringing- brought about by being in such close proximity to the very man he was trying to save- who launched into Archie. They both fell, but didn't move from the rooted spot where Archie had taken hold- the roots of his being having anchored him into somewhat of an immovable object. While the tinnitus in his ears rang and faded away, Archie marveled at the fact that he could see [i]everything[/i].

And then feared for how many he saw coming for them.

The entity inside him stirred further- more in interest than anything else. Wherever it had come from, and whatever it may be, well, this was home. Or at least something close to it. These shadowy beings were lesser beings serving the will of something greater.

[b]"You're welcome."[/b] Archie said to Terry, his voice coarser and deeper than any humans. Entities were gathering around them all now, and unbeknownst to Archie himself he had lost the ability to hold back as much as he had been. Numerous tendrils of some sort of tar like substance surged out of the space between his shoulder blades and down his spine, jagged and composed of some sort of shifting matter that seemed to constrict and solidity and then liquidate at will. They coiled like snakes ready to strike and shot out into the crowd of entities as they approached on their own accord, skewering and then tossing the offending beings away like rag dolls, using the roots they had laid at Archie's feet as a point of leverage.

Archie snapped his head towards the direction of Kayla- who he could see underneath a literally pile of these shadow monsters. She was curled in on herself as she had been before, but the beings were unable to reach her. It was as it she had some sort of protective barrier preventing them from making it within six inches of her. He could hear her screaming. He uprooted, the tendrils in his feet disappearing from the earth in an instant while the ones on his body continued to do crowd control. He felt the substance soak into his shirt, matting it to his body engorging body, but was rapidly beginning to relieve himself of the worries he had before. They were surrounded- and if it came down to survival he would do everything that became necessary. Another one of the group had changed into another state- taking flight above the crowd. Smart.

He heard Kayla's scream intensify, and then suddenly everything and everyone in the entire surrounding area within a thirty foot radius were hit with what could only be defined as the force of a bus. The entities that were on top of her were thrown fifty or more feet out and away, while those further out were taken up and off their feet as a tidal wave of telekinetic energy toss them away like a child throwing baseballs from Kayla's epicenter. Trees, stones, dirt, everything not nailed down to the ground was uprooted- including Archie himself. Even the giant sedan sized ladybug was hurled several yards through the air despite her size. Everyone else was tossed off their feet and away in an outward direction.

Archie had been ripped up and tossed maybe ten feet from his original location- and while he was definitely shaken, the tendrils and the entity inside his body had no use for directions such as up or down. He hit the ground, but the tentacles of pure ink softened the blow somewhat, spiking into the ground and careening across the ground as like a wheel- with him at the center of the dark carousel. He came to a stop, shaken but mostly okay- and without a second thought sprinted to Kayla.

Everyone was alive still- he could see their heartbeats. He could [i]see[/i] their brains firing off electricity to their muscles. Kayla's was weak. Weaker than it had been. He reached the woman moving far faster than he should have- and then tendrils spiked the ground around her again to absorb the impact. He couldn't see her- so he couldn't see the state she was in, but her eyes were sunken from exertion and blood was flowing freely from her nose and eyes. As if her tears were wells of crimson. Archie picked Kayla up, and snapped his head in the direction that David was yelling from.

[b]"Everyone! This way!"[/b] he roared, unable to tell if they could see or were even paying attention. The warehouse had entrances they could use as choke points- where numbers wouldnt matter as much.