[color=gray][INDENT][INDENT][i]Haleigh's heart raced. Fear creeped into her thoughts. Her body had frozen. 

This wasn't happening. This had to be a nightmare. This school was supposed to be [b]safe[/b]—a place where she could learn to control her ability so no one else would get hurt.

And yet, people had been hurt. Not by Haleigh, but by outside powers. Villains. Terrorists. [b]Hyperion[/b].

[color=silver]"You let them bind you to a metal chair. Can you not hear the very soil beneath your feet crying  for your touch, their mother Gaia, taken from them, forced to into that metal torture chair and that abomination of a device on your temple."[/color]

Their words drilled deep into her very soul, as Hyperion singled Haleigh out from the crowd. 

[color=silver]“Under my tutelage, you will walk, nay you will run atop of mountains and raise entire nations.”[/color]

Walk. Run. Both things Haleigh wanted more than anything else in the world. [b]They[/b] knew that she yearned to be free; to return to the great outdoors and be one with nature once more. But she didn't want it like this. She didn't want her own desires to come at the cost of others, human or otherwise.

Haleigh wanted to scream. To yell as loud as she could in anger. And yet, nothing came forth. She couldn't summon the courage despite the rage that brewed in her heart. She was truly meek, Haleigh realized. A weak-willed person that faltered at the demons of the world. Her thoughts shifted to her father. He would've willingly thrown himself into dragon's maw if it meant helping someone. Haleigh felt—no, she [b]knew[/b]—she couldn't do the same. The only thing she could do was watch, in fear, as Hyperion toyed with them, plucking her fellow students from the crowd and tossing them around like ragdolls.

[color=darkgoldenrod]"Alright, settle down Squid Game.  We've got enough bloody fun and games on the itinerary already... Red Light!"[/color]

Shut up, Banjo, you fucking idiot. 

[color=darkgoldenrod]"Yeeeeeeah... the kind of dynamic I suspect you would want you and I to have...?  I'm pretty bloody sure I'm gonna clash...  sorry, correction, don't want to give you the wrong idea... I would make it my business to ensure that I clash."[/color]

Shut. Up. You're going to get everyone [b]killed[/b].

[color=darkgoldenrod]"Go fuck yourself."[/color]

Like a meaningless ant, Banjo was flicked aside by Hyperion. Haleigh gasped in terror as he flew through the air before violently crashing somewhere on the plateau grounds. Stop this, she wanted to beg. Please. What did they do to deserve this? Why were they being punished? A million questions flooded her head, yet she didn't have the time to find answers, the sound of gunfire snapping her attention towards Cass and away from Banjo.

[color=white]“Foolish child.”[/color] Hyperion announced, cutting down Cass where he stood.

Watching Cass' lifeless body slump to the ground, Haleigh suddenly lost track of everything, the very world around her twisting itself into a rage-induced blur. Enough was enough. Her ears rang loudly with empty noise, drowning out the thunderstorm and screaming, while her hands tightly squeezed the arm rests of her wheelchair. She saw nothing but red, unable to focus on anything save for the hatred that roiled inside her heart and thoughts.

Hyperion wanted her to break free from her apparent "chains". Fine, Haleigh thought, she could indulge them in that. She was going to kill them. She was going to kill all of their accomplices. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow. Regardless, it didn't matter. Nothing was going to stop her from getting vengeance. [b]Nothing.[/b]

The very earth was going to be their tomb.[/i][/INDENT][/INDENT][hr][center][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/1070792705547980842/1080131799591686314/Haleigh_Banner.png[/img][/CENTER][indent][sub][COLOR=SILVER][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [i]Northern Cove[/i] - [i]Dundas Islands, Pacific Ocean[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=SILVER][b]First Class #2.02[/b][/COLOR] [I]Vengeance Will Be Mine[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][sub][color=SILVER][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]Blackjack Member[/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=SILVER][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I]Changing of the Tides[/I][/right][/SUP]
[INDENT]It had been a week since Cassander's death. But to Haleigh, it felt like an eternity.

Since Hyperion's onslaught, she had become withdrawn, perhaps more than ever. Bitter, even. Her mind kept replaying the same events over and over. She couldn't sleep at night, and the nights Haleigh could she awoke with a different kind of nightmare from her regular night terrors. Cass, Hyperion—she couldn't shake it away, like it was permanently imprinted into her brain. 

Although the school had forced them all into counselling, the faith Haleigh had in P.R.C.U.'s ability to help had all but evaporated. The only thing that would help, she believed, was to see Hyperion dead. To break every bone in their body, to see them wriggle under the might of the earth. They took Cass, so she was going to take them. An eye for an eye, even if it made the world go blind. After all, Cass deserved justice. Rather, he deserved to be [i]here[/i] with [i]them[/i], joking around like they had been just a week ago. If P.R.C.U. couldn't protect them, then she was going to have to do it herself.

[color=d94a3f][i]So focused on not hurting others, you turned a blind eye to it all.[/i][/color]

Haleigh's gaze refused to leave Cass' Canis-draped body as Jim and Roth, House Canis' representative, pushed it out to sea. Her hands shook anxiously as she gripped the arm rests in hopes of controlling her nerves. 

[color=d94a3f][i]Never again.[/i][/color]

As she watched the raft go up in flames, Haleigh bit her lip in a desperate fight against her own emotions. It wasn't much help, she found out. Tears fell regardless of the brave face Haleigh had been trying to put on. She wished Cass was still here, though everyone at the funeral probably thought that. She wished she talked more to him, rather than avoiding everyone out of fear and worry. He had been one of the first people she had met at P.R.C.U., mostly because they had both been assigned to the kitchen, and now he was gone. 

It felt like a piece of her had been stripped away, and the only thing that could fill it was Hyperion's death.

[color=d94a3f]"I'm going to kill them."[/color] Haleigh uttered to the Blackjack member that stood beside her. She wasn't sure who it had been exactly. [color=d94a3f]"Cass. Banjo. Jim. Tad. They're going to pay for everything."[/color][/INDENT][/INDENT][/color]