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Okay, I'm sorry for forcing things so much, but I think it was... necessary at this point. I hope that everything's smoother from here on in.

Now, I would like somebody else to lead the conversation with Sharon because I'm not fond of self sucking to give somebody else time to shine! So, you can either have your character jump to the subject of looking for clues for John Reid and getting to the bottom of this guardian nonsense, orrrrrr you can explain the whole debacle up to this point (Summer camp, Reese, the Glutton, etc).



The Reid Farmhouse – Basement

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Min surprisingly (only because Britney figured either Claire or Penny would do it), took the initiative and knocked Sharon out. Still, Britney was tense because this was still a big gamble. Knocking her out would either make the situation so much worse....

The overwhelming sound of buzzing faded away quickly.

... Or solve all of their problems, as what clearly happened when Britney ran over to the basement window and saw the insects returning to the woodlands around the farm. And Britney started laughing out of pure joy, pumping her fist as she fell ass first to the ground. Their situation could have gotten a lot worse if everything didn't go as planned. However, there was still plenty to be done. She quickly looked up as if a burst of realization hit her, before she crawled over to Sharon.

"We need to help her arm," Britney flipped Sharon over onto her arm as gently as she could.

"Stick. A thick one." Claire said as she grabbed a white sheet that was in a basket. "I got this."

Britney broke the stick that she had created to knock Sharon out in half with a neat cut before she handed it to Claire, who quickly ran upstairs - all the way upstairs - into the bathroom and rummaged through the place for medical supplies. Paying little attention to the current state of the house. She looked for peroxide and bandages and whatever she could use to clean the wound. However, she came across a conspicuous empty prescription bottle.... It said Sharon Reid: Lithium.

Which was something that Claire found... interesting. She put it back, and quickly ran back downstairs with the medical supplies. She took off Sharon's shirt so she could get at the little cuts and bruises she obviously had on her. She got to work cleaning her wounds, before she looked up at the group, "I got things here... just... look through the house I guess? I guess the others would like an update." Afterwards, she stuck the stick under her arm, and it wrapped up with the sheet.

"Isabella," Britney looked at her friend, "Would you kindly heal Sharon? We have plenty of questions for her."

"Justin too." Claire noted.

"And Justin," Britney said, realizing how... impassionate she sounded. "Penny tell the others that the coast is clear - we still need to search this house." She walked up the stairs, and the very second she marched upstairs, she realized how trashed the house was. Dead insects were scattered about, and various other debris from their rampage was also merely lying around. It'd take a lot of cleaning to get this house livable again. Still, there was one thing that immediately came to mind that made Britney make haste towards the front door.

Lying on the ground was the mangled corpse of Andrea... it definitely wasn't a pretty sight. Britney immediately winced, and turned her head. However, she turned her head towards the body, and noticed something glowing on her wrist - a sigil of an hourglass. Andrea probably awakened before her death, but she either died before she could use her abstraction, or it was of no use. Though, Britney was oddly drawn to the sigil... she knelt down to touch it...

"... If you get one taste of this power, who's to say you won't want another... and another?"

Hearing those words echo through her head made her freeze in her tracks. A wheat colored energy covered both sides of Andrea's body. Before roots and vines covered her dead body (which she connected to a nearby tree), and pulled her into the ground. Deep into the soil. Britney immediately felt weaker... much weaker. Then she felt very guilty for the death of Andrea... because it was all her fault that she got dragged into this. And worst of all, Britney is trying to hide her death. It sucked but, she had a good reason for doing it. For starters, they didn't want the sheriff's department on them - especially this early on in their little group's lifespan. Andrea's family would be worried sick, and they would be devastated by the news - but the fact of the matter is...

... their mission was more important than getting her a proper burial. Especially with how many lives were at stake should the Glutton go on a rampage, they sure as hell didn't need such a disadvantage. The other reason was simple, she didn't want the group learning about a... certain ability this early. At least until she could weed out the people who simply weren't capable of handling it (And she had an idea of just whom fit this category).

Afterwards, she walked towards the garage and saw it opening up and smiled that the group was safe and sound...






The Reid Farmhouse – Garage
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"I won't detonate it while you're in there," Lynette flatly noted as Rien drew the wood - perfect. She didn't have a perfect grasp of her abstraction just yet, but she knew that it required conscious effort to even activate. "Besides, worst comes to worst, I have the tools to save you." She reassured Nathan, but at this point, the sounds of the swarm outside died down a bit. Until it had completely faded away.

"Hey guys," Hagan said, "Ya'll hear that, right?"

"Yeah... but I dunno if it's safe just yet," Lynette tried to urge him not to be so hasty. "They could be takin' a break or just trying to lure us out."

Billy told them that, indeed, the coast was clear, and everyone let out a sigh of relief as Hagan wasted no time going for the garage door. "Then what're we waitin' for!?" Hagan enthusiastically asked, "Let's get the hell outta this cramped ass garage!"

He threw the doors open, and let the sunshine in.



The Reid Farmhouse - Mason Square.


An hour passed since the incident...

The group properly examined the house... and other than the folder that the garage-gang found earlier, they found absolutely nothing. So Britney proposed that they cleaned up the house for Sharon for when she wakes up. Mostly Lynette with the usage of her glyphs, but by the time the hour was up, the house was... halfway to looking presentable. Sharon was placed on a sofa that Lynette cleaned to the best of her ability, and was resting while Isabella healed her, with the makeshift splint that Britney had created.

The group was gathered outside on the porch while Sharon rested to discuss... things.

"So..." Claire said with a burning cigarette hanging down from her lips, "... We gotta address the elephant in the room?"

Britney shifted through the photographs, before stopped at the last one. "The past is dead and so are they...?" Britney repeated the words out loud in a less than hopeful tone. Whatever these photographs meant, they meant nothing good.

"All the people crossed out," Jordan noted as she sat down on the stair with her leg stretched out, "We should look into them - the school too."

"Hillview Highschool closed years ago," Claire noted... she wanted to note that her parents graduated from there, but mere fuckin' thought of those assholes was enough to make the girl very uncomfortable. "I doubt we could just walk in and find everything on file, sweetheart...."

"Still say we should look," Jordan said, "There's still a trail we can follow. We can talk to these people if they're alive, and if they're not - people just don't disappear without a clue or anyone caring." She shrugged.

Claire snickered for a moment.

"Well in Farmer Fuckin' Hill, Montana," Hagan shook his head. "They do."

Britney quickly turned her head and sharply looked at Hagan, and realized the jackass may have well struck a nerve with Penny. Good grief. She shook her head, and looked up at the sky. The sun had nearly set on Farmer Hill, and it was already fairly dark out. Complete darkness was next, and she doubted that anyone would want to move while it was so dark out - especially Reese on the move. "Maybe we shouldn't talk about this right now..." Britney nervously scratched the back of her neck.

Lynette was relatively quiet during the ordeal, since she was more concerned with keeping an eye on Sharon... and it wasn't long until the injured girl awoken with a groggy groan. With a snap of her fingers, Lynette caught everyone's attention, and said, "She's up, guys."

Immediately, Britney put the photographs in her purse, and nervously said, "... Maybe we shouldn't show these to her." As in, it'd probably be a terrible idea that'd end horribly, and nobody should do it. Which was why they were firmly staying in her purse.

Sharon slowly got up, in great condition, her arm was perfectly fine. She still felt a bit lethargic from the experience, but otherwise (if it wasn't for her house being in a shitty state) it was like she took a nap... and all these strangers were in her house. She loudly gasped as she saw them.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Lynette said, "It's okay, we're friendly!"

"... But you're also in my god damn house!" Sharon shouted.

"... that's a good point," Lynette said.

When she saw Britney, the girl relented, "It's okay, Sharon." She said. "Take deep breaths."

And the girl did. Slowly calming down.

"Want me to get you some water?" Lynette asked, and received a headnod as a response. Lynette quickly ran into her kitchen and poured her some water out of a pitcher and put ice in it and came back. Sharon wasted no time in downing all of it, before she wiped her mouth off and looked at the group. There were so many questions for the group that she had, but the main one was..

"... What the hell happened? All I remember was getting attacked by a monster, everything else is... hazy... unclear." Sharon asked as she looked at everyone. "... and why are you all in my house? No really, why are you all even here?"
I'll get a post up today, sorry for the silence there >< I'm going to be pretty busy over the weekend so after this I probably won't be able to post till Monday/ Tuesday


scrub
Might wait on posting since idk what to write for Maddie other than her saying she can heal faster than normal.


That's all good.

Also, if somebody wants to (as in I'm urging you to), you can have your character just knock Sharon out.
Also,

> 200 posts

> Not even 25% into the story

Damn it.
Alright, I didn't write a pov for the garage group because... I honestly was at a loss as to what to write other than "Lynette reassures Nate she won't set him on fire." And if things go well, a post like that would probably be rendered redundant.



The Reid Farmhouse – Basement

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"Perfect." Claire said, rolling her eyes at their predicament. They were going to either get eaten alive by bugs, or killed by smoke. "Penny, could you be a deer and tell them that smoke kills people too? And that they'd also be cuttin' off their only fuckin' escape route." Claire dryly noted with her arms crossed.

"Claire." Britney started off, and quickly and effectively shut Claire down. "I trust Lynette knows this, and has figured something out."

"God I hope so," Claire didn't protest too much further. The only thing that she did was wait for the coast to be clear. Meanwhile, the swarm of insects gets closer and closer to devouring them all. Penny asked everyone what their abstractions was. Under any other circumstance, Claire would of told Penny to screw herself, but if it meant getting the hell out of here, she'd do anything. She clenched her fist, and then activated her aura that wrapped around her from head to toe. "Dunno exactly what I got, but I got this shield thing. From the fight with Reese, and that monster, it basically turns me into supergirl... but without the flight." She dryly noted.

She also looked down at Justin, and saw his aura, which was something she was keeping to herself, "... and I guess he can do something with fire - aka. the most useful ability for getting us out of this shit."

"Plants." Britney said as she raised a hand and demonstrated - creating a rose out of her hand. "And I can sense people who are touching plants. Such as people who are standing in grass." She tried to sense Sharon just to see if she was okay, but... she was gone. She looked confused for a moment.

However, at the corner of Claire's eye, she noticed something closing above them. She raised an eyebrow as she was seemingly staring at the ceiling, but she was seeing the aura of somebody. Somebody who should be outside. Sharon Reid. She caught the attention of the rest of the group, "... Sharon's in the house."




Dragging her feet to the house, Sharon didn't know what to do next. She tried opening her door, but it was barricaded. These bastards... she tried banging, but the hellish sound of the swarm made it impossible to hear beyond maybe a few inches. Sharon saw the insects guiding her to the window that was right next, and saw that it wasn't that well barricaded - she grabbed a rock that was on the porch, busted her window, and pushed the piece of furniture away enough so she could get in. Without a thought she climbed through - and loudly winced when a stray glass shard cut her. She fell, and caught herself with her good arm.

Helping herself up, she dragged her feet through her house, which was full of insects now due to the entrance she just made. She seemingly followed the beacons the insects were laying out for her. She wanted help.... were they guiding her to it? Eventually, she made it to her basement door and noticed the roots blocking the crack. She tried pulling the door open, but it was stuck, then she tried ramming the door with her shoulder in an attempt to break it free. With the door getting looser and looser with each ram.




"She's trying to get in! Stop her!" Claire said as she ran over to the stairs, but was stopped by Britney's hand on her shoulder.

"This is gonna seem crazy, but trust me," Britney started off, softly as possible, "You all have to let her in."

"And let the bugs kill us?!" Claire protested.

Before speaking, Britney created a lengthy wooden stick with a fat end using her abstraction, and presented it to the group. "If we knock her out, we can bring an end to this... probably" Britney explained, "It's not the best idea, but we have few other viable options at this poi-"

At this point Sharon broke the door open, and slowly climbed down clutching her broken arm and leaning up against the railing as she tried to climb down. "Help me..." She pleaded, as it seemed the insects wouldn't go past the door. As if she was keeping them at bay.

Britney held the weapon behind her back, but she made it clear that she wanted someone else to do it. Still, she looked up the stairs and quietly told somebody in the group, "... Somebody close the door."
I added a pov to my last post. I want to steer the plot towards a place where I can cleanly end it.



Reid Farmhouse - Outside


The pain was so intense...

Sharon didn't realize what was going on, but she felt nauseous from all the buzzing that was filling up her ears. She looked up, and couldn't see a thing, there were too many insects-

Suddenly, the swarm cleared up around her, and left a bubble where she could see in front of her. At least a good six feet in a dome before the insect swarm made it impossible to see past it. She stood up, still clutching that pained arm of hers. What in the hell was going on? She tried dragging her feet back towards her house, but she couldn't-

The insects cleared up a path straight to her house.

"Am I..." Sharon trailed off for a moment as she released her arm, and let it loosely flop to her size. She raised a palm up into the air, and saw a dragonfly land on her hand. It flew away, but she looked off to the side. She realized she was one of them. An Awakened. It was finally time, but it came at the worst time... she looked up, and closed her eyes as she tried to will them away.

... and they didn't go away.

Maybe... her heart was still racing, and she could barely focus right now. Everything was happening at god damn once and she couldn't... she couldn't think. Not a word. She needed help. She didn't know what was going on, but something was drawing her to the house. She could feel something coming from the house (and slightly from the garage).

She dragged her feet towards the house, towards where she could feel that signil.



The Reid Farmhouse – Main House

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"... I have an idea where such a thing is." Britney said.

She harkened back to when she was searching the basement and found scrape marks on the ground. If there was a tunnel to the barn to the garage, perhaps there's a tunnel that goes from the house. If the tunnels are clear. "Let's go!" Britney shouted as she ran to the basement door, and noticed a few bees, beetles, and wasps floating around in the suspended time. Britney's hand was coated in a wheat colored light and thin wooden spikes came outwards and impaled all the insects floating in mid air just in time for the time to resume. Once everyone was in, Britney closed the door, and placed her hand on the stairs, and created a massive root that filled the crack under the door.

Afterwards, Britney ran down the stairs and pointed at the wooden shelf that she noticed was peculiar. "Guys, move this. I think the hatch would be here."

Claire stepped down the stairs holding Justin, and then gently placed him down on the floor. "Hey Penny," Claire said as she rubbed her hands together. "Ask your bro what his group is up to - what any plans they're cookin' up so we don't run in there and fuck it all up."






The Reid Farmhouse – Garage
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"We're pretty screwed if we stay here anyway, genius." Hagan scoffed at Billy's comment. Seemingly to go along with Lynette's idea, because any idea is an idea.

It was probably up to Lynette to come up with some kind of plan at this rate. Causing smoke to fill up the tunnel would work perfectly... if there was something to burn. Even if Lynette could cause a fire with a mere drawing, how would they cause it to burn enough smoke to fill up the tunnel, and how would they get it through without causing this biblical plague to come through and kill them anyway. Paige and Caelea don't have abstractions (that they probably know of anyway).

But, there was Rien and Nathan that came to mind. And a beautiful idea was hatched in her head.

"Rien, that won't be necessary," Lynette said as she raised a marker in the air. "I got all the fire we need... but, what you could draw was something to burn. Something like cloth or wood. Then that brings me to you..."

She turned to Nathan, and then grinned, "You can phase it through the floor, and then I ignite it. That'll produce enough smoke to clear the tunnels. Or burn enough of them alive."

Then Lynette had to bring up something else, "When we were in the tunnel, I heard the insects coming down a separate path - so that must mean there's a way out of here."

Jordan looked up at Paige and Rien, she would had cracked a smile because they were so concerned about her. However, while it hurt like hell right now, she knew it'd be a lot better if she was far away from here as possible. "Yeah, I'm good," Jordan said, "It's going to hurt like hell for a little while, but nothing some pain meds can't fix." She put her hand up at Rien, "I don't need all that, she might need you more than me."

"I wish I could help, but I have no abstraction..." Kimberly seldomly said, before thinking about the weird symbol on her forehead. A "sigil" they called it. But, she was wondering what kind of abstraction could be mean. A symbol of a camera's eye, as she liked to call it. She always felt a strange pull towards photos since the incident...



Reid Farmhouse - Outside


The pain was so intense...

Sharon didn't realize what was going on, but she felt nauseous from all the buzzing that was filling up her ears. She looked up, and couldn't see a thing, there were too many insects-

Suddenly, the swarm cleared up around her, and left a bubble where she could see in front of her. At least a good six feet in a dome before the insect swarm made it impossible to see past it. She stood up, still clutching that pained arm of hers. What in the hell was going on? She tried dragging her feet back towards her house, but she couldn't-

The insects cleared up a path straight to her house.

"Am I..." Sharon trailed off for a moment as she released her arm, and let it loosely flop to her size. She raised a palm up into the air, and saw a dragonfly land on her hand. It flew away, but she looked off to the side. She realized she was one of them. An Awakened. It was finally time, but it came at the worst time... she looked up, and closed her eyes as she tried to will them away.

... and they didn't go away.

Maybe... her heart was still racing, and she could barely focus right now. Everything was happening at god damn once and she couldn't... she couldn't think. Not a word. She needed help. She didn't know what was going on, but something was drawing her to the house. She could feel something coming from the house (and slightly from the garage).

She dragged her feet towards the house, towards where she could feel that signil.
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