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[color=SteelBlue]"Yeah, it's not looking great."[/color] Tom said, sighing and shaking his head, flicking some goo off of his body absentmindedly as he stood there. He still couldn't believe Blake. Those Wings of Law bastards had obviously done something to him. Tom just hoped that it was something that could be reversed. If his best friend became evil forever, Tom would be very very upset. All those good times and memories vanished due to some fucked up brainwashing. He nodded at Grace, agreeing. [color=SteelBlue]"Yeah, you're right, we need to go and find the others."[/color] He followed Grace, about to take her hand again when the door suddenly and dramatically swept open, and in walked a very angry looking Priestess. 

[color=SteelBlue]"Oh, shit-"[/color] Tom began to say, preparing himself to take Priestess down, but Grace took it upon herself to leap into action with a ferocity that he had not seen from her before - but he definitely liked. Priestess was sucked up into a large portal, her yells being muffled by the chirping and caws of birds coming from beyond the portal. Then it closed, and Priestess was gone, now enjoying some quality time with some furry friends. Tom looked up at the tropical birds, very impressed. Then he felt a hug envelop him from the side, and he looked down at Grace, a totally smitten look on his face as she told him how amazing she thought he was. 

Tom smiled, and was just about to reply, when Grace suddenly fell asleep. Tom was so surprised that he almost dropped her, quickly grabbing her again a second later. [color=SteelBlue]"What the hell?"[/color] Tom exclaimed, just as a man walked into the room. A very (very) tall, very (very!) creepy looking man. Tom instantly knew that this man was not good news. He tenderly laid Grace down on the floor before standing up angrily, already prepared for the fight. [color=SteelBlue]"You get your fucking head out of my girlfriend's mind, and go back to Zero, or I'll beat the hell from you."[/color] Tom paused, assuming the man was referring to Grace. [color=SteelBlue]"I'm not fighting her! So you can just fuck-"[/color] 

And then Blake walked in. 

Tom was stunned, but he probably shouldn't have been. He should have known that Blake would not be far behind them after he shot their ship down. But he was still shocked. Blake looked... Weird. He looked creepy. It looked like someone had taken Blake, cloned him but taken away all of the positive things about him. Brainwashing was only temporary, right? He could get through to Blake. They had known each other for 4 years, if anyone could get through to Blake right now, it was surely Tom. [color=SteelBlue]"Blake..."[/color] Tom began. [color=SteelBlue]"This isn't you dude, they've done some fucked up stuff to your mind... It's me, Tom, your best friend! Come on, snap out of it, and turn on that asshole behind you!"[/color] Tom pleaded. 

But it was obviously not working, because Blake began to raise his hands, and Tom knew what was coming next. Tom quickly scooped Grace off the floor in his arms and flew out of the way just in time before a massive blast of fire blew past them. Tom put Grace as close to the wall as he could, before looking around frantically for something to use. There was still a lot of that safety gel on the floor. He quickly floated over, lifting a bunch up into a massive, man-sized clump, before sending it flying at Blake, while Tom flipped onto the wall and ran along it towards him. 

[@Hitman]