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"I have my ways," the man replied to Jonathan while continuing to grin wickedly. "And your friend Clara is safe, at least for now," he said has he walked around Jonathan's cage, just out of arms reach. "Her fate however, lies on you and your actions. If you listen to everything I tell you then she will continue to be kept safe. However, if you don't…," said the man as his eyes suddenly grew wide and stared directly into Jonathan's.

Suddenly, the scene around Jonathan changed. Jonathan was now on top of a tall crumbling pillar standing in a stormy sea. Across from him was cliff where the dark-haired man stood, but standing slumped over beside him was Clara. Both her legs and arms were bound, and she looked hurt and was crying. The man smiled and motioned with his hands for Jonathan to look at Clara, then waved at the sea below, and then gently pushed Clara straight off the cliff. Just before Clara hit the rocks sticking out from the water below the image faded and they were both back inside the room. The man was now leaning against the wall across from Jonathan's cage, waiting to see his reaction.
In previous events…

"You see, my dear, as long as you behave, that will not happen to you," said the dark-haired man as he played with Clara's curls.

Tears streamed down Clara's face. "Why are you doing this?" she croaked as she pulled away from the man and bumped into the bed that was behind her, the chain attached to her ankle slinking behind her.

"You're special Clara," said the man in a honeyed voice as he continued to advance towards her. "You possess something that I need."

"What are you talking about?!" said Clara, her voice raised, though the fear could still be heard in it.

"You hold a great amount of power, Clara," said the man as he approached her from the side. "We just need to find how to unlock it." The man then paused for a moment. He turned his head away from her, as if he were looking at something. "However, I must attend to something," he said as he pulled away from her and then walked out of the room. She heard a click after he had closed the door. It was most likely locked.

Clara collapsed onto the bed and began shaking furiously, her eyes wide with fear. She had no idea what was going on. Powerful, he had said. What did he mean? She was small and weak. There was certainly nothing powerful about her. She didn't even have a strong will. She held her arms around her chest and started sobbing again.
 
The man walked around the cage, a bit too far away for Jonathan to reach him if he had wanted to. That was a relief to Jonathan since he was a bit afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself and try to grab the man, which would probably result in him being hurt instead. He didn't feel like an animal as when the woman had looked at him while walking around the cage. But the feeling he got was probably worse than when he had felt like an animal. The way he spoke about Clara irritated him, he had just gotten to know her, why was her fate suddenly in his hands? And why did he feel like he had to protect her even though he had no obligations to do so? Because they had gotten into that mess together, and it didn't matter if he knew the person or not, he couldn't leave someone in danger.

He had already decided to free Carol and himself, they would escape from that crazy man. But then came the illusion. The scene around Jonathan changed, and suddenly he stood on top of a pillar. It was a storm around them and a sea under them. Across from him was a cliff, someone was standing there, it was that dark haired man. Beside him were Clara, tied up, crying. Jonathan was certain that he had heard his heart break a bit at the sight. The man was so calm when he moved his hand around. Jonathan started to shake his head and tried to get out the word, but they were stuck in his throat. Then Clara got pushed. "NO" Jonathan screamed before suddenly he was back in the cage.

His plan of escaping with Clara faded in his mind, if he tried to escape with her and they was caught then she could get hurt or killed. Jonathan was shaking a bit from both anger and fear. If there had been any earth beneath his feet then he might have caused a small earth quake. That had happened before when he tried to suppress his anger in that kind of way. He tried to stay calm and forced himself to stop shaking and starting to breath normal. His eyes were looking down into the floor, he couldn't look at the man any longer, who knew what he wold show him next.

"What do you want me to do?" He felt ashamed, giving in to this man. But how could he not when it might be his fault that Clara was there. What if she only were there to be a hostage? Then the blame was all on him and he couldn't let her die because of him. But if he found a chance to escape with Clara, and there was barely any chance of being caught, then he might take it. But he wouldn't take too risky steps. Jonathan was a patient guy, he could wait however long it would take. Hopefully Clara could too.
 
The dark-haired man looked pleased with Jonathan's reaction, and his response. He walked towards the cage, his hands stroking his chin as if in deep thought. Suddenly, the room went black again, except this time nothing at all could be seen, as if everything had been sucked into a dark void. When the shadows faded the dark-haired man was no longer outside the cage, and the door to it was left open. He was standing painfully close to Jonathan, enough that he could feel his breath against his shoulder. His expression looked more serious now. "Follow me," he said as turned and stepped out of the cage and strode towards the other door. He looked back over his shoulder when he reached the doorway to see if Jonathan was following, his dark violet eyes looking threateningly at him, as if to tell him that if he didn't, what he showed in the vision might very well happen. Outside the door just in front of the dark-haired man waited a short cloaked young man with very pale blue eyes, pale skin, high cheekbones, and wearing a vacant expression.

Clara had stopped crying now. She was lying down on the bed now staring at the locked door, deep in thought. She was remembering the events before, the walk with Jonathan, which made her wonder. Where was Jonathan now? She began to feel even more worried. Had they taken him as well. She remembered calling for him and seeing the large looming shadow where she believed to have heard him. What if they had hurt him, or captured him as well... or even killed? Clara started to feel her anxiety rise. She jumped off of the bed and ran towards the door, however she was stopped by the chain shackled to her ankle and ended up falling down. Her chain only went halfway across the room. She moaned in pain as she pulled herself off from the ground and sat up, glaring down at her shackled ankle. She then got an idea.

Clara grabbed onto the chain that was attached to her ankle. On the other end it was attached to one of the bedposts. She pulled the chain with all her might, but it ended up being of no use. She was simply too small and weak and the bed was much too large. She let out a short scream of frustration as she pulled one last time then gave up, her arms falling limply at her sides, and her back slouched over in defeat. Tears began to stream down her face as she was filled with feelings of hopelessness.
 
Jonathan was certain that the man only could give him those visions if he looked straight into someones eyes, but that theory was soon proven wrong as the room suddenly disappeared into darkness once again. It shouldn't have been such a surprise, after all Jonathan could read minds without looking the person in the eyes. Both abilities were mind related, the only different was that Jonathan received brainwaves from another persons brain while that man gave brainwaves to another persons brain. Of course it was hard for Jonathan to think that logical while he were stuck in a cage with a man just outside it that scared the soul out of him.

Soon the dark faded away and the man was suddenly standing right in front of the teenager. One of his feet stepped back in surprise but he forced the other one to keep standing where it was so he wouldn't look to afraid. The man then told him to follow him and followed he did after a second of confusion. First he had been locked up in a cage and now he suddenly were allowed out without anything restraining him from running. On the other hand, that man probably thought that the threat would keep Jonathan chained so nothing else was needed. Well, for the moment he was right. Until Jonathan found out where Clara was there was no way he could even think about escaping. Even after that he would have to make up a plan to save her before doing anything.

The man turned around to see if Jonathan was with him when he came to the door, the threatening look almost made Jonathan jump out off his skin. He was glad he had followed almost immediately so the man wouldn't have thought about turning his threat into reality.

As they came out of the room a man was waiting. He was short and pale his expression was scarily vacant. Jonathan had to resist his impulses of asking questions since he didn't even know if the man would allow that. Who was that blue eyed guy? Where was Clara? What was he supposed to do to make them free her? A lot of question were in his mind, but he didn't dare to ask a single one of them.
 
The dark-haired man led Jonathan left outside the door and down a long dimly lit hallway. There were many windows, but all of them were boarded shut, the only light came from the candles and torches scattered throughout the hallway. When the passed by one door a faint crack of light could be seen underneath. A faint banging sound could be heard from inside, as if something or someone had fallen over. The dark-haired man stared at it briefly then continued onwards, though he turned his head slightly to make sure that Jonathan was continuing to follow, his gaze still looking threatening.

The strange pale man followed the two silently. He stared eerily at Jonathan as he did, his eyes blinking only after an uncomfortably long while. He then looked towards the dark-haired man, as if he were going to ask a question, but then simply nodded and looked away, as if his question had been answered. His gaze then shifted forward in the direction they were walking, and he remained staring forward for the rest of the walk.

The dark-haired man continued walking until they came to a dark staircase leading downwards. The short haired blond from before with red eyes suddenly came rushing up the staircase. She had a tall, and rather skinny person wearing a long black cloak and a fox mask. She and the masked figure simply nodded at the dark-haired man then ran past them all and went down the hall.
 
Jonathan hated the silence as they were walking. Even the darkest of conversations would be fine as long as it just stopped being so quiet. He was used to hearing everything, but suddenly he were around people whose thoughts he couldn't hear. And those were the people whose thoughts he needed to hear. He needed to know what was going on in that man's mind, if he really meant to do the threats he gave. But it was hard not to believe that the man would fulfill his threats if he got angry. He didn't seem like a man who would give empty threats.

A door they passed made Jonathan feel even more uncomfortable than he already were. If that was even possible. A small light shone from underneath it and suddenly there was a banging sound, he could only imagine what the banging sound was and what he thought about weren't funny images.

At some point the two men seemed to have a silent conversation. How come the only time he actually needed his mind reading ability was during a time he couldn't use it? It irritated him, he wanted to know what he had missed. The longer he was in the man's company the less afraid he became. The man didn't become less threatening, and Jonathan knew that Carol's life was at stake. But it took so much energy to be afraid and when he got used to the situation the fear eased up a bit. Of course it was still there but he was at least able to think rationally.

"Mind telling me where we're going?" Jonathan asked after the blond haired girl had passed them. He had no idea if they would care answer his question or if that man would tell him not to say anything or else, but he rather test his luck and if he got a bad reaction then at least he would know that he shouldn't talk.
 
"You'll know soon enough," echoed the dark-haired man's thoughts as they descended down the stairs. Soon they reached the bottom where a large black metal door stood in front of them, which seemingly opened on its own. They then went into a large stone tunnel with ceilings so high that they could not even be seen. It was lit only by strange glowing red candles within pockets in the stone. Their footsteps echoed across the walls as they walked forward. The pale man's eyes looked very eerie in tunnel. His eyes almost seemed to be glowing, and his expression was forever blank.

At the end of the tunnel was a gigantic circular room made of earth and rock. It looked like an arena. "We're here," said the dark-haired man with a smirk. His body then seemed to vanish into smoke and a giant rock door slammed down behind them. The man's voice then echoed within their thoughts, "Show me what you are capable of."

The pale man suddenly turned towards Jonathan, his eyes looking wild and crazed. He raised his left hand and a blue aura began to collect around it, then he suddenly shot a bolt of ice straight towards Jonathan.
Anthea quickly lifter herself from the ground when she heard a faint click from the door. Into the room walked a girl with short blond hair and red eyes, and behind her a creepy man wearing a cloak and a mask. They shut the door behind them and locked it.

"What are you doing?" asked Clara scared as she quickly backed away from them towards the bed.

The two of them simply ignored Clara's question. In fact, the red-eyed girl simply leaned against the door and started playing with a small flame while looking quite bored. "Alright, go do your thing then," she said to the masked man, motioning towards Clara.

Clara did not want the masked man anywhere near her. He gave off an extremely creepy aura. He started to walk towards her his hand outstretched. His fingers looked very bony, and his nails slightly sharp. She backed as far away as she could from him, but he ended up cornering her against a wall. She tried to quickly duck away from him but his hand suddenly shot out towards her and gripped her head tightly.

Images started flow through Clara's mind. They were her memories. She tried to pull away but his other hand had grabbed onto her arm, his grip so tight that his nails dug into her skin. He was searching for something in her mind. He breathed in deeply as he concentrated on reading through her memories while keeping her in place. She was moving around quite a lot as she tried to escape. It felt like he was tearing her head apart.
 
The eerie feeling Jonathan had became even worse when he actually heard the man's thoughts. Where was he taken? He couldn't even try taking a look in the scary man's brain to find the answer. Guess he just had to find out like any normal person, by seeing it.

They reached a metal door which seemed to open on its own. Jonathan didn't really want to go to the other side of the door, it felt like he were going to die if he got close to it. But it wasn't like he had any choice, if he didn't walk in then it would anger the man in front of him and that could hurt Carol. He took a deep breath before following the man into the stone tunnel. He looked up and expected to see a stone ceiling, but it was so high up it could not be seen in the dark tunnel.

Soon they came to the tunnels end and entered a giant circular room of earth and rock. Jonathan had never seen an arena before that, and couldn't really relate the giant circle with fighting. The only reason Jonathan suspected big trouble were because of the man's smirk before he vanished into smoke and a giant rock then slammed down behind them. The man's voice echoed in Jonathan's mind and it wasn't before the pale man turned to look at him that he understood what the man meant.

A bolt of ice was shot towards Jonathan whom no longer could control his fear. He was certain that he would die at that moment and tried to protect his body with his hands. Suddenly the earth beneath him gave moved so he fell down on the ground making the ice just brushing one of his arms. Jonathan didn't even realized that he had done anything, it was just mere luck that the earth had reacted to his fear. He was fast up on both his legs, thinking that he must have slipped. What was he supposed to do? He was a weak guy that worked with his family on a farm. There was nothing he could do to stop a guy that could shoot ice at him.
 
The thoughts of the dark-haired man once again echoed in Jonathan's mind. "I know you can do more than that," said the man's voice in Jonathan's mind. He then showed Jonathan a vision. It showed Jonathan making motions with his hands and feet and the earth and rock around moving with him and forming into armor around his body, then the vision was over.

The pale boy stared at Jonathan, his eyes narrowed and his brow furrowed in anger. A light blue aura began to collect around his left arm again, but this time the ice just kept getting thick and thicker until he had a large ice spear formed around his arm. He looked it over with a satisfied expression then turned to look at Jonathan again, looking to see how he would react.
Clara desperately tried to get the tall masked man to let go of her. Her stress was beginning to hit an all time high and she felt like her whole body would explode. Clara faintly heard the red-eyed woman talk, "Um, I think you should let go of her now. This isn't looking good." Clara pulled with all her might to get away and let out a high-pitched scream.

There was a large boom. The masked man was sent flying backwards and collided into the opposite wall. A glass vase by the fireplace shattered as well as the window even though it was covered mostly in boards. The red-eyed woman was also affected and fell over, clutching her head and ears in pain.

After the sudden explosion of sorts Clara felt drained of energy. She looked around at the odd spectacle. Her tormentor clutched at his chest and then couched up blood and the woman was curled up in a ball on the ground. Clara turned around to see that the bedpost that she had been chained to had been blasted into splinters. She slowly staggered towards it, her heart pounding loudly in her ears. She carefully reached down picked up the metal ring that had been attached to the bed. Gradually, the dizziness that she had been feeling began to fade and she started to regain her thoughts.

Clara noticed that the other two people didn't seem to be able to move. This was her chance. She ran towards the woman who was lying on the floor and carefully picked up the keys that she held in her hand, Clara's own hand shaking as she did. Quickly, she ran towards the door and fumbled with the lock and keys until she finally opened the door. She had no idea where she was, so she simply ran in a random direction. She ended up turning right and running down the long hallway. It was important that she went fast, for she had no idea when the others would recover and come after her again.
 
Jonathan couldn't believe what a mess he had gotten himself in. This was certainly how he would die, there was no way he would get out of there alive. But what would happen to Clara if he didn't meet that crazy man's expectations? Would she be killed even if he died? The images that was shown to him didn't help him much, he had no control over the earth. His mind was completely set on loosing.

The man he was fighting made an ice spear right in front of Jonathan's eye. He took a step back and tried to think rationally, but his rational thoughts were clouded by fear and anger. Fear for his own life and anger for Clara's. Maybe his anger took over the fear a bit. The ground started shaking violently as if there were an earth quake, though it only affected that room. Jonathan was keeping his eyes on the man as if the earth quake wasn't even there. His rational mind had completely shut down and he acted purely on instinct and emotion. His instincts told him that he had to get out of the situation no matter what, and his emotions gave him the power to do so.

Jonathan stood steadily on the shaking ground, any other person would probably fall over and barely be able to stand. Jonathan's eyes was locked at the man in front of him. He had to get out of there, he had to get Clara and to do that he couldn't get killed by that man. Just in front of his feet, earth was shoot up in the air. Before it had reached the man it had became like a thick wall that pushed the man backwards until he hit the rooms wall.

The shaking of the ground stopped when Jonathan became calmer, but he didn't dare to relax. It felt like he was going to loose all his energy if he dared to relax. The earth wall started to fall apart and became loose earth again releasing the blue eyed ice attacker, Jonathan had no idea if that man would be able to stand up or even be conscious after that blow. First being hit by a wall hard as stone, then being pushed into another stone wall in a high speed, normal people wouldn't make it. But he wasn't normal. Jonathan waited for movements, wondering if he could relax or not.
 
The pale man was not prepared for Jonathan's "attack". His icy spear ended up shattering against the rock wall as it was propelled towards him. If the ice hadn't been there though he probably would have been much more injured than he was. He lied by the opposite wall groaning in pain. Slowly he started to get up again, but he looked visibly weaker. He let in a deep breath and started to gather his power again. He created a miniature ice spear which floated before him.


The small ice spear shot towards Jonathan at blinding speed. Luckily though, the pale man hadn't aimed properly and it shattered against the stone doorway behind him. The pale man shouted angrily and started to gather more energy for another attack.

This mansion was huge, thought Clara. The hallway she was running down seemed never-ending. She just hoped that she was going the right way. Eventually she came to the end of the hallway, but it looked like she had gone the wrong way after all, for there was only a staircase leading downwards. She had to find another way. She turned around and started to run back in the direction she came from since it was the only place to go, but she ended up having to stop suddenly when she noticed the two people from before. They had recovered and were running towards her. It didn't look like they were pleased. The red-eyed woman was holding flames in each hand and the masked man's hands were clenched into tight fists.


There was only one thing for Clara to do. She had to go down. There was a large metal door at the end of the staircase. It was rather heavy, but she managed to open it. She ran down the darkly lit tunnel, her anxiety and fear continually rising as she did. What would happen if they caught her? And where did this tunnel lead anyways? Perhaps she was simply running into a dead end.
 
Jonathan felt the energy drop when he became a bit more relaxed before he realized that the man was still going to fight. He had no chance of defensing himself from the attack in such a short time when he already were so exhausted, luckily the man missed Jonathan and the ice shattered towards the stone doorway behind him instead.

The blue eyed man prepared for anot her attack and Jonathan tried to get energy enough to defense himself. The problem was that he had no idea how he had done it the last time. It had just happened. Suddenly he heard something familiar. Before the footsteps could even reach them he heard a familiar brain pattern. Someone tried to escape. A girl. Clara. 'No, if she comes here she will...' Jonathan couldn't even finish the sentence in his own mind. The man in front of him seemed crazy, would he even care if he shot those ice things towards Clara or him?

He knew Clara was on her way towards them, his emotions were taking over. He couldn't let that poor girl become a victim. He didn't know where the power came from, but somehow he were able to lift the earth around the blue eyed man and bury him beneath it. Maybe he would be able to dig himself out, maybe he would suffocate beneath the earth. Jonathan didn't really think about that and he honestly didn't care at the moment. As fast as the man were buried underneath the thick layer of dirt, Jonathan darted towards the doorway. He had completely forgotten about the other man that had forced him to fight, or maybe he just didn't care. He just had to get to Clara before she got into the arena.
 
The pale man never did manage to get in another attack. He was quickly overtaken by Jonathan and was buried under the earth. He likely wouldn't be getting up again anytime soon, or perhaps never would again. When he was buried though, something else happened. Jonathan's use of the earth was starting to affect the arena. A large rock fell down from the ceiling and hit the ground below. Where the rock used to be a faint glimmer of moonlight shone through.
As Clara went further down the tunnel she began to hear noises. It sounded like there was a lot of commotion going on at the end of the tunnel. Soon she reached the end where a large stone blocked her way. She was trapped. What would she do now? She wasn't even sure if she wanted to beyond the rock from the large boom she heard on the other side. However, she would have to do something soon, for she could hear the footsteps of the evil man and woman coming towards her.

"Help! Someone, please help!" she yelled in desperation as she hit her hands against the rock door. She knew that there was probably nobody there to help her, but she had no idea what else to do. Her whole body began to tremble with fear and tears started to stream down her face as she was filled with feelings of hopelessness.
 
Jonathan saw the light from the moon shine through the opening in the ceiling, what a blessing and curse at the same time. He could escape through the ceiling, and Clara was so close, but they were separated by a damn rock. He heard her yell from the tunnels and he realized that she was much closer than he had thought.

"Clara." He yelled to get her attention. What he picked up from her brain was fear and desperation, she was being chased. Jonathan felt the panic rise inside him, he had no idea what to do, the rock had to be moved. He tried to push it but of course that wasn't any success. At least not at first. As he became more and more desperate and angry by the images he saw in Clara's mind the stone slowly started to move. The earth was helping him move the rock. "Just a little more." He told himself, trying to push himself far over his limits.

He weren't able to move it much, just enough for a normal built person to get through. "Clara, hurry there's an opening over there." Jonathan told her as fast as he saw her and he stretched out his hand for her to take. He was exhausted but he couldn't give up just yet. He had to take Clara to safety.
 
Clara backed away as she heard the rock begin to move. Was there some sort of earthquake happening? She worried that the rest of the tunnel might collapse. However, it was no such thing, and soon she saw a small opening in the rock.

Clara's eyes lit up when she saw Jonathan's face. She hadn't expected to actually be saved. She quickly grabbed onto his hand and went through the small opening. Just after she did she heard the red-eyed woman yell behind her.

"Stop right now!" she yelled angrily from the other side of the rock.

Clara backed away from the rock just in time as a large jet of flame shot out from the opening in the rock.

"Jonathan!" Clara screamed as she clung onto his arm. "We have to get out of here now!" Her blue eyes were wide with fear as she stared at the opening in the rock. The two could be out at any second.
 
Jonathan had already seen the short haired woman in Clara's mind so he wasn't surprised when she yelled at them. But it did surprise him when a large flame came towards them and they were able to avoid it just in time. Were they going to get killed?

"You climb up to the opening, I will try to stall them for as long as possible. I will be right behind you, so don't worry. Start running as fast as you are out. I will find you when I'm certain that I'm not followed." Jonathan told her with a bit of command in his voice to let her know that it was nothing that could be discussed. That was their only option to get out of there. And if only one of them could make it then he would be happier if it was Clara.

The adrenaline was pumping around in Jonathan's body and making him unable to feel his own exhaustion any longer. He didn't know how long he would be able to stand and run around, so he decided that he had to work fast. He had to be a bit in control of his emotions since he couldn't cause an earthquake, because that could make Clara fall while climbing. Instead he tried to focus his emotions on the ground and pushed the rock over the opening again so the two would have a hard time getting in. And if they were able to get in anyways then he would be ready to fight until Clara was safe. 'Please let this work' He thought to himself as he started to move the earth under the rock. It would take time to get it all over the hole, but he just needed to push it a little bit so that the two wouldn't be able to push themselves through the small hole.
 
Clara nodded at Jonathan, but she looked worried. Would he really be ok? The people she had met before were very strong. How could Jonathan do anything when he was just a normal boy. However, she then noticed Jonathan begin to move the earth around him. How was he doing it, she wondered. Did he have power like them as well? Clara had forgotten that she had even used any power before.

Clara began to run towards the rocky walls of the arena. She looked up to where the small opening in the ceiling was. It was quite high up, and the rocks looked like they would be difficult to climb. There was no other choice though. They had to get out of there now. She carefully began to make her way up the rocks towards the top. However, when she had only made it about four meters up a random door opened in the rocky walls. Out of the door walked the dark-haired man.

"Things are not going exactly has planned," he grumbled as he walked along a rock ledge towards Clara. Clara tried to get away but the man grabbed onto her arm and pulled her onto the ledge with him. "Don't you dare move!" he snarled.

Out from the door that had opened in the rock another person came out. It was an extremely tall muscular man. He jumped down from the ledge and made a loud booming sound as he hit the ground below. A small crater was left where he landed.

"Go take care of the boy!" the dark-haired man ordered as he held on tightly to Clara who was trying to get away.

Clara fought to make the dark-haired man let go of her. She felt a strange calming sensation come over her body though. It felt unnatural. She realized it was being caused by the dark-haired man who was trying to subdue her. Her mind was a complete mess as her emotions fought between fear and calm. She could feel the strain on her mind and body rising.
 
Jonathan weren't paying attention to anything else than stopping the two people that were coming through the tunnel. First when the opening was enough closed and Jonathan let go of his concentration of the earth, he noticed that something was wrong. He turned and saw the dark haired man holding Clara four meters above ground. How could he have forgotten about that man? It was stupid of him not to have realized that he probably would come back to stop them. Jonathan felt even more scared with Clara in that man's hands, after all, he had already threatened with killing her if he did something wrong.

Just as Jonathan had noticed them, another man had gotten out of an opening in the wall. The man jumped down and landed with a loud boom on the ground. "Oh boy..." Jonathan exclaimed as he heard the order the muscular man was given. At the same time he noticed that something was wrong with Clara's mind, she was afraid, but also calm. It was like something were taking over her mind. Or someone. He wanted to push the dark haired man off the edge but even if he did then Clara might fall down with him.

How much more power would he be able to use? Even he could figure out that when his adrenaline rush would end he would collapse, he had to get them both out of there before that happened. Or at least get Clara out. He still believed that everything that happened to her was his fault, he had no idea they had taken her for her powers too. He just had to use his adrenaline rush as much as he could even though he couldn't control it that well.

Instead of trying to lock away his anger as he usually did, Jonathan released all the anger he had. Both for things that was happening at the moment and things he had been angry of from other times that he never had let out before. He just wanted to get as angry as possible. The arena started to shake wildly as he created an earthquake. He hoped he could control it well enough to not hurt Clara, but even he wasn't certain he could do that. Stones fell down from the ceiling and the ground started to crack up. He had never felt so much power before, and he couldn't really stop it anymore. The cracks in the ground became bigger and the whole arena were about to fall apart. The opening that the two men had come from was sealed with rocks and the place started to become a death trap. Even though he had wanted to help them both out of there, he might as well just have created a grave for them all four. But once he realized that it was already too late to turn back.
 
Seeing that his exit's were cut off, the dark-haired man pulled Clara along and climbed up the rocks towards the increasingly larger hole in the arena's ceiling. Clara didn't really have much of a choice but to follow him since if they remained there much longer they would most likely be swallowed in by the rubble of the collapsing arena.

The giant man was not overly affected by the falling rocks and cracking earth in the arena. He simply punched any rocks that came to close to him and continued onwards towards Jonathan. It seemed like he was invincible. The earthquake did slow down the man's path substantially though.

At the top of the arena past the hole was a large clearing surrounded by trees. The only light to see by came from the half-moon and stars. It was quite frigid out as well.

Now that they were out of the danger of the falling rocks, Clara resumed trying to escape. However, Clara was not used to violence at all or being in any sort of danger really. She tried to throw a punch at the dark-haired man but he simply smacked her hand away with his free hand and reached for her neck.

"If you do not stop," he said threateningly as he clutched her neck "I will kill you."

Clara stared back, paralyzed with fear. She fell down as the man let go of her neck. She didn't resist this time when he grabbed onto her arm and started to lead her into the woods.
 
Jonathan tried to keep his eyes at the approaching man, but out of worry he looked towards Clara many times. The man didn't seem to care about the obstacle of the earth quake and started to get up towards the exit forcing her with him. And all Jonathan could do was backing away from the big guy that were approaching him. He wouldn't have a chance if that guy tried to kill him, and the stones falling down from the ceiling didn't seem to affect him at all. Didn't he care about his own life? What was wrong with these people?

He felt the adrenaline rush calm down a bit. "Not good." He murmured as his vision started to blur a bit. He was at his limit. Would he be killed? Would Clara be killed? There was only one way out as far as he could see. Because the guy in front of him wouldn't stop that easily. Jonathan gathered all the strength he had as he ran in a circle around the arena, trying to be as far away from the other guy as possible. His legs hurt, he could barely breath but he forced himself to run anyways. And as he was just beneath the hole Clara and the man had been getting out from, he dropped to his knees and placed his hands on the floor ground. He were going to destroy the whole place.

The earthquake became more severe and the ceiling fell in in a matter of seconds. Jonathan just hoped that he wouldn't be buried and die with that man.

Then everything went dark for some seconds. As Jonathan opened his eyes he felt the stones from the ceiling lying over him, but it didn't hurt. He had had just enough power to save his own life without realizing it. He forced himself out and looked around. The only thing that was destroyed was the arena. Jonathan felt light headed, he barely knew up or down and his powers energy was completely drained. But he wouldn't let his body stop just yet. He had made a promise to go and find Clara, and that was what he was going to do. So he started to moving while forcing himself to stay conscious.
 
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