~~ The clone she killed vanished as she then looked for the innocent. Spotting them and sighing, blinking then recognizing the Unnatural from the files. Static, a new one. She smirked and sat back for a moment to watch. Looking towards his lips distinguishing every word. ** It's just a clone mon'amiee, ** Watching too as the crowd still filtered out of The Mall. Screaming as they went. The other clone she simply tossed aside from it's path with Static. Part of the upstairs railing sailing right through the clone's heart. It too vanished. ** So, ** She said quietly, ** You're new. Try not to get in my way, and I will show you a few things. ** With that she motioned towards the shoe store they were in and moved in herself. Reminding herself to 'talk 'with whoever assigned the rookie to this. She wasn't much better on the field, but at least she could take care of her own. ~~

*She growls at him and forces herself to stand on her own...albeit basically on one foot* Get...the ....fuck....OUT!! *now she is starting to get pissed off...angry at him and his stupid heroic attitude...she knew when the chips were down....hell she'd abandon him if it were reversed, mind you, she could easily pick him up...and...and she'd just feel sorry for leaving behind a kid that couldn't fight*...just don't *she holds back the anger..its not going to do her any good right now...she needed to think...she glances towards the front of the store then towards the still open back door* okay fine..go...I'll be right behi...*without even thinking a fist flies towards the clone as he calls her that name yet again...Fire dances in her heated gaze as she slowly looks over at Mark, her voice hardened granite* Dont' use that name...now get out before I toss you out

*shakes his head* Clone or no clone, killing is still wrong. *gathers himself back together and shakes off the intial shock of the whole situation. Files the woman under a heading of "watch her closely" And lifts himself off the ground with his powers to get a better view of the chaos unfolding down below.* My God. *scans the area trying to find the cause of the disruption*

** Blinking as he felt some strength return to him. ** No way dude.. . ** Another flash, his two other clones were gone. The last he made vanish. Grabbing her shoulders and looking her in the eye shaking his head. ** Like no way dudette, If you would have come in the first place we'd BE OUTTA here by now, Like so stop complaining and get your ass up. I aint like gonna have to face you someday and have to kill you or something dude. . . I already lost my friend once, and I AIN'T like gonna have it happen again! Now stop your bitchin'RO-CHELLE, and get up! ** He snarled and pulled her up, fighting her with everything he had to drag her towards the exit. The green pale light from the sign flickering just down the hall. ** Now like listen to me, right now dudette, I am sooooo serious, YOU, like FOLLOW ME, I ain't for this self sacrificing bull-shit. . . ** Pulling her with all his strength. DAMN she was heavy. **

~~ She moved towards the store and sighed rolling her eyes. Looking up towards Static and snarling a bit. ~~ Stay close to me you idiot! You never fly up like that, you do not know what the enemy can do, a telekenetic would rip you out of the air and throw you through the wall. Don't pity the enemy, the clones vanished, they aren't REAL people, they are merely his power. . .would you be so angry if I killed a creature made out of light, or made out of energy? I think NOT, now you follow me, before I have you transported BACK to the base! Americans! ** She moved then into the store shaking her head, saying a few unpleasant things about the kid in French before pausing for him to catch up. Calling towards him again, perhaps she was a bit harsh, this was his first time. Saying softer, in a more pleasant tone, very honest. ** I just don't want to see you hurt no? Okay? I have seen a lot of good people hurt, they don't care about you, //I// do, please listen to me okay?

Fine *She snarls and pushes him ahead of her* Just move *the blood flow from her stomach has lessened, but she still looks awfully pale as she limps heavily towards the open door and a rivulet flows down one leg where one of the bullets had gone through. ..the other still lodged in her thigh* I'll be behind ya *she half leans on him as she pushes him towrds the back door*

OK...OK *Rattled by the dressing down he just recieved. Ducks down low and watches Emme move forward through the store. Clings to her back and continues to sweep his head around looking for suspicious activity. Takes a moment to pause with Emme.* I'm sorry for not thinking. I just want to help. *lowers head and looks at her with a head hung low* You don't know how much I need to do this. Who are we going after??

No I insist dude, Ladies . . . first ** Straining again, debating making another clone to just shut her up. Saying lightly. ** Dude you attract the nicest people you know dude? Like the cops, my day was. . perfect before you came along **He tried to chuckle as he moved her to the back door opening it and trying to move her out of it. Looking at her skin pale, and sighing lightly. ** Ya'ya look fine.. ya can life through those right dude?

~~ Her back was to him, she didn't hear a word he said. Instead glancing back to see his head hung low, making out a few words here and there. ~~ Who are we after? You did not read the files? ~~ Moving closer towards him. Seeing that he was pretty sorry for whatever it was he did. She shook her head. ~~ No time for regrets, not really. ~~ Her harshness dissolved just a bit. She was no way a high ranking Hunter for GUARD, barely not a rookie herself. It was no way to treat someone who actually looked sorry. ~~ We are after one girl , the boy we can not capture, don't ask me why, I do not know. But the girl is File Name :Rocky, Member of a local gang here. She is a bad person, on her record she has many accounts of theft, she and the other one Myriad also have stolen drugs and a motor bike from a police station. They have no respect for the law, and she has hurt other //innocent// people. Her power is turning into a rock. . . and we are supposed to catch her. Well you are supposed to watch. Listen to me carefully, ~~ She said as she walked to Rocky's gun she used to shoot the girl with. ~~ If you want to help, more than just watching, tear off that metal back door with your powers. Scared people can't think clearly, it will scare them if they are still around. Things like this display power.

If I remeber correctly the cops were cause of you *She pulls him through the door only to find them standing in a service hallways* great...*She sighs and presses against the T-shirt stuck to her stomach* Yeah, I'll be fine....had worse than this before * But in reality she hadn't...she had seen worse, but it had never been her...she had been shot once or twice, but were minor things...hardly even bled...these wounds however had her more than a little worried**She looks both ways down the hallway* now where?

*nods in agreement* Affirmative *reaches out his hand and yanks back. A fire exit on the opposite wall is pulled off and the fire alarm wails in the mall. Static manipUlates the door and tears it in two and then dropping the pieces on the ground. He looks at Emme and smiles broadly at her* So let's get this trouble maker and put her on ice! *huge smile*

That is very good, ~~ Nodding towards the door. Most impressive. She smiled back towards her apprentice. She checked the rounds in the gun and tossed it to the boy. ~~ I am unsure how good you are with a gun. ~~ Her French accent was not as thick as one would expect. ~~ But this is just in case. ~~ She moved and picked up the small pocket knife that fell out of Mark's pocket. Activating a magnetic field around herself also, in case the child WAS really bad at guns and shot her. . Purposely allowing her magnetic field to spark and shine around her. The frame of the door bent as she moved through it. Sweat accumulated on her brow. She had not used her powers this much in a long time. Though the power was great it was not limitless. The magnetic display wasn't helping the drain. She noted the blood and the direction it went. Moving slowly wires and such in the walls ripping out and away from her as she moved. Following the trail to where it stopped behind yet, another metal door. Without a word she turned, smirking at the boy. Nodding once towards the door. ~~ Try it again.

** He heard the rumbling, and the sudden snap of the Shoe Store's backroom door. Turning around and uttering. ** Wholy SHITE! Move faster dudette, faster than you like have ever moved in your entire life dude. . . I don't care if it hurt move. . .FASTER! ** He slammed the exit door, looking down yet more hallways. Trying to push her further as he turned around, shuddering recalling at a girl moving through the door, the wall above and around it crumbling as bent the door frame into a perfect circle around whatever the fuck was surrounding her. Finally, bending down, ** Like get on my back, I'll piggy back you outta here and stuff okay? ** Waiting as she hopped on almost buckling under the weight. ** Damn DUDE what do you EAT????! ** He managed to move, actually quicker than they were singly. Almost to a jog, pausing at the outside exit door. Pushing it hard. . .nothing. Again. . . nothing. Finally kicking the door almost toppling over, finally letting her down, panting a bit. Trying again to open the door. A crack FINALLY big enough for them to fit between.**

*she turns back as she hears the loud snapping of the door, her eyes opening in shock as she sees the 'globe' surrounding the small chick* holy shit *she hurries after Mark, as fast as she can, which isn't very fast, consideirng her current state* yeaH right *wearines hangs heavy over her normal sarcasm as she leans against the wall..she pushes off of the wall, her one good leg seeminG to turn to rubber beneath her,the other one having long since gone numb.*Might as well try *she sighs as she carefully accepts the proffered ride...she knew she wasn't light...but he'd already demonstrated that he wasn 't gonna just leave...so if she didn't accept the ride, then she was just dooming him.* here let m...* words trail off as she slides off his back..fully intending to pry the door open...she leans up against the wall for what seems an eternity, then slides through the door after Mark*

*Very pleased at the smile he got from Emme. But the smile fades when she tosses a gun to him. He hands the gun back to Emme. Hands are shaking.* I....don't like guns. *ajusts his uniform and follows her to the back door. He notices the blood trail and is a little unnerved at that. When asked to remove another door, the smile returns* No problem *rears back with a fist and lunges forward. The door bends and ultimately buckles and caves in. The door crashes into the wall on the other side behind it. Static glides through the opening looking around for "rocky"*

** Looking down around the area, his eyes adjusting to the light difference. Seeing their freedom only 30 feet away or so. He started moving back to Rocky. Stopping in his tracks as the door they exited out of fly back towards The Mall. Bolting to Rocky and stopping as the french bitch wandered out to meet them. Shaking lightly , he moved between her and Rocky, saying lightly. ** Can you run? Dude we need. . . ** At that point, the walls came down around them, blocking a path of escape. He blinked covering his face with his hands, ducking a bit, inhaling deeply as he made 5 clones all at once. Dropping to his knees, looking back at Rocky and scrambling near her. ** Dude, Chelle, turn into ROCK or something, kick this things ASS!

*her vision swims as she once more pushes herself off the wall and follows Mark...this wasn't right...this isn't how she's supposed to die...least she can do is go down in a blaze of fire...a blood covered hand comes before her face and she grins weakly. .she wasn't supposed to just bleed out while on the run from freaks..that just wasn't right...too many people she knew had died pathetic deaths...and she wasn't going to be one of them..and the fact that she had been shot with her own gun...how humiliating is that...if any of her old gang found out they'd kill just for spite...anger slowly builds up in her and she can feel the change...just beyond her reach, sense it there and she reaches.....and the walls come down, kicking up a massive cloud of dust obscuring everything from sight... then it clears and standing before them is a creature of Granite...a smooth furrow gouged deep across her stomach, holes in her leg where the bullets had penetrated....light coming from the one......while she can still think she moves to the pile of now fallen material and grabs it, pulling it up in huge chunks and hurling it at the

Yeah, my name is Static. Or you can call me Jesse. I don't mind either one. *smiles warmly at her and follows her lead down the trail of blood. He keeps his head moving trying to pick up movement around his perifials....* Oh man. Whoever got hit is in real rough shape. Do you think it was the perp we're after??? *Suddenly large piles of debris come flying at both Emme and Static. Most of the pieces are deflected off of his magnetic shield. Static rushes forward to see a woman made of stone gripping her leg and her side.* I Guess you're Rocky. *closes his hand to try and slow her blood flow and make her movements much more slower. He can feel the iron in her blood slow to a much slower pace in his grasp. He smiles and looks back at Emme* She's all yours.

** Glancing back at the child, a grin spreading further on her face as she nodded. ** Very good, but very stupid. You did not read up on this one no? Fool she's a rock now, not much your holding will do. . . ** Jealousy burned her cheeks, quickly hidden by sheer over exertion. Narrowing her eyes, she'd be damned if she allowed a //child// to show her up. Such a young and experienced one. The doors were one thing, to grip someone's blood, the iron, everything. She was not even at that level. Sneering slightly as she gave it a last bout, releasing the last brunt of her power. Dust and debris swirling upwards this time, all glowing a faint blue. Taking this and moving it towards whatever metal she could reach, gripping the remains of the chain link fence and coiling it like a snake, up, thing, shining, around. The target of course was Rocky, to immobilize her in a net of metal. First it would coil around the arms, then legs, torso , and head. That is if it ever reached it's target** This may not work, or hold her at all. ** She cried over the rush of wind and sparking power. ** You use a containment field. . . as soon as she is covered!!

** Still panting after the exertion, watching the five of him pretty much stand there with dumbfounded expressions. Finally gasping to them. ** DO Something! ! ! ! Dudes! Like now! ** Two rushed back towards Rocky, even as the metal too snaked it 's way towards her. The other three, moved towards the Hunters. Two towards the girl, one towards Static. Mark finally slid back further into the rubble, gasping still. heart was racing, even that seemed to take a great deal of effort. ** Dude, I think we're dead Rocky. . . ** He whispered lightly looking towards her, not seeing any possible way out of this one.**

*she glances over her shoulder at MARK then towards the two approaching...a massive chunk of reinforced concrete hurtles with almost deadly precision towards STATIC ..a brief grimace of pain crosses her face as she feels STATIC grab a hold of her blood, but that quickly fades as the granite takes over more of her structure..her movements gradually slowing as she randomly shoves things away until a path is visible, one large enough for MYRIAD, but not for her, not in her current state....a fist flies down on the approaching fencing crushing it downwards, allowing it to only partially enwrap her* GO!...*harsh gravelly words issued over her shoulder as she continues to fight off the fencing...her movement now visibly slower..as was her brain function*

*Static tries to keep a hold on Rocky`s blood stream, but looses his grip. He tries harder and harder but isn`t able to get a hold. He looks up to see the chunk of concrete flying at his head.* Oh shiii... *WHAM!!! Static goes flying backwards through a w \all back from where he came from. One could see a leg and an arm sticking up out of a pile of rubble from the building.*

** Slowly the spectacle slowed. Her brilliant black terraces didn't stand straight on end. It was evident she was not at full capacity. Watching too as her team mate went sailing after her. Minor dilemma, let the boy suffer for his own inadequacies, his 'showing off'. She had to admit she liked being admired, she liked him. Even if he was a touch stronger. No avail, she was out of practice. Moving back then slowly, retreating a few steps as the glowing moved fainter and fainter. The two clones that approached her were instantly impaled by several flying objects. The RUNners wouldn't get far. Not with the girl injured like that. Calling towards them. ** When she is about to die, let me know. I want to see the look on her face, knowing I still won. ** She smirked as she used a pale bit of strength to push a pipe slowly through the third clone's body. They all instantly vanished. Looking finally to the child strewn over rubble tsking lightly. A head-rush swarming her, headache soon following. ** You fool, ** She hissed, the effect now totally gone. Moving to his body, keeping the RUNners in her peripheral. She'd have to call for back up the ultimate insult. And so she did. In her world of silence she called repeated the message a few times and left the line open. Dragging, if the child permitted, him further to the building. **

** Seeing the open path he drug himself, pausing there listening to her voice. Forcing a smile as they retreated dissolving his other two clones that approached Rocky. He felt some strength return as he looked towards her. The roaring had died down, and he motioned for her to follow. ** Come on dude, I ain't leaving you for whatever their superiors might dish out. ** He said with a mild cough, trying to grab for her arm, and escape out the path she made for them.**

*She gets a small sense of satisfaction as she watches Static go flying, but even that satisfaciton is fading quickly as the granite continues its move...slower movements as she grabs a hold of the fence entangling her and slowly tears it...in this state her strength was astronomical and would continue to increase as the rock took over more of her....but one day it may perhaps advance too far..and she would be forever granite....a slow turn of the head as a familiar voice voice beckons and she turns to move, her thought process not able to hold thought for long, except with effort...she pauses near the path, unable to fit through the opening, a hand reaching to widen it as she slowly progresses forward*

Uhhhhhh *static slowly crawls his way out of the rubble that he was buried in. He sees Emme standing over the defeated clones. Static limps over holding his side. Each breath draws a sharp pain to his side.* Did......Did we win???

** Watching him and keeping the RUNners in her vision. Not hearing a word he said, and then scooping up the little crumpled form. Pushing back tears of rage and envy. How DARE he? She looked down upon his face and sighed, shaking her head, running her hand over his hair. Soothing it as she pressed in a few buttons on her com, and the pair vanished back to the French Base. Clicking her aides back on shouting with what energy she had left at the Techies there. ** Stop staring, and tend to him. Where the hell is the person who allowed him to accompany me? I'm going to rip their head off, how dare they embarrass me like that?! }

** Not watching while the pair vanished instead he grabbed again for Rocky trying to tug her with him. Hearing then the sirens. Of course AFTER they left the cops always showed up. Blinking and finding this incredibly odd, he ignored it and focused on his friend. Walking about half a block as much as he could ** Dude, at least you aren't bleeding anymore. . . what we need is a . . ** He stopped as he spied a lovely new Grand AM pull up. It's owner pop out and left it with it's engine running. A smile spread across his face while he noted the owner was jotting towards ATM around the corner. ** Rocky, do you believe in God? Because I sure as hell don't dude, but like someone 's lookin'out for us. . . ** He moved as quickly as he could further towards the shiny black car. Best case scenerio the guy would freak out seeing a rock person and run away anyway. Bonus, no one would believe him if he told THAT story to the cops. **

*She forces her way through the remaining blockage then moves along slowly following the one tugging at her hand her head occaionsally turning to ensure they weren't being followed..she was no longer sure what was going on..she just knew 'they' were bad..As they progress down the street she starts to move slower and slower until an old lady could pass her. She pauses as he indicates a vehicle and suddenly she simply collapses....once more human, passed out in a pool of blood on the sidewalk*

What the hell are we doing here?? We got a perp that we got to take down!!! Jesus. At least send me back for god`s sake!!! I can stop her. *Static slammed his fist down on a nearby table and waited to see the reaction from the staff and other RUNner personal*

** Sighing listening to his ranting and turning. Shoving off those hands which would help her and moving to the hall-way. Turning and moving down the stairs to her quarters. There was paperwork to file, there was report to type, there was too much to do, especially because of wonder boy's heroics. Then again she did encourange him to use his abilities, when he should have been watching. ** Whatever ** She sighed her French accent very audible as she moved to her room and the solace of darkness. **

** Sliding his hand over her 'arm'to see only his skin slice very neatly. Letting go and squealing almost like a little girl The sirens drawing louder, he said a myriad of colorful words finally looking back at Rocky who was again a bleeding pile of girl. Unconscious to boot. ** How the HELL am I supposed to move you now dude?!! ** Looking at this point almost frantic, his hand balling to a tight fist to stop his own bleeding. Sighing, the car was only about 10 feet away, growing more as he saw the man wander back. This would NOT look good. Here he was standing bleeding over a dying unconscious girl. ** Duuuuuuuuude** Flee, run, no. He stood there, dumbfounded as the light drew closer and nearer. Moving to her and shaking her near violently. ** Dude no time for a nap, duuuuuuuuude, I am gonna get arrested. DUDE this ISN'T FUNNY. ** Shaking her harder, finally checking her wrists, a rolodex, like she bought that one, a pager, on her pocket. Frantic now, the man pausing by his car, watching them. ** Oh f*** NOW it looks like I am mugging her dude, dude dude. . . ** His hands moved faster grabbing Gild's bracelet out of her pocket, tumbling out with a trio of condoms. Blinking just for a moment before shoving them back in and then randomly tapping buttons, gripping Rocky tightly. ** Dude I want to leave NOW! ** The bracelet then teleporting them to a certain farmhouse, that had been abandoned for some time. **

*she remains unconcious...blood slowly congealing underneath her..totally unaware of anything around her as he teleports them to the farmhouse*

** He looked around the abandoned farm. The wind lightly tussled his hair. Confused, he knew this place, the farmhouse that the Venin chick lived in. Gild was here once. The scant remains of the hummer still in the front yard. Yvette's truck. He moved closer to Rocky, cautious. They would have this place bugged, rigged, something. Trying then to heave her weight towards the house. Finally have two clones help him with the task. Sighing, it wasn't as taxing as before, but he still felt weak. They moved her in the house, knocking out a window, then unlocking the door. The security system that was never used, never turned on. Nothing was there. It was merely an abandoned farmhouse. The oranges cut through the sky, browns reflected upon everything. Pulling Rocky into a room he found downstairs and his clones went to get some water, some cloth, some clothes. It was errie, Everything seemed to have been gutted except for the bathrooms, and the kitchen. That and the beds where left behind. Everything else seemed as if someone gutted the house. He sighed making his clones vanish, and started wrapping her wounds. Moving to the light switch, no electricity came. Sighing. ** This is going to be fun