(*sniffles* I-I am so proud right now. Look at my baby Helen blossoming!) Demi I literally blink in surprise when Helen growls and cracks her knuckles. Holy shit--she's taking this to a whole new level of badass. Of course, I don't tell her that I can kind of feel the force behind her punches through the man's body; she looks like she really needs this. I don't think I've ever seen this much rage on her face before, must be all of the pent anger over the years finally bursting out of her. When she stops and ask me if it's enough, I smile and laugh loudly. "Nope! You did perfect! Now then, Upsy--" I tighten my hold on psycho soldier and crouch, then I heft up backwards, "--Daisy!" I slam him in a backwards suplex (fuck, don't get me started on how heavy he is, was almost afraid I couldn't do it) and let him go, quickly jumping to my feet. Not wanting to give him time to recover, I step back, get a running start, and deliver a whopping punt kick to his gut. It sends him sliding down the hall until his body meets the column of a stand. The bust on top wobbles before toppling over, crashing onto his side. I fist pump. "Not intended but fuck am I good." I then turn to Helen, my smile the widest it's ever been before I pull her into a huge bear hug. "But you were fucking better, Chipmunk! That was badass as hell!" I gush loudly. We completely whooped that fucker's ass! By this point, the fog has lifted and only the sound of my laughter fills the hall... *** Dead Shot Targets have proven to be more difficult than expected. Osteokinesis user has learned to transfer abilities to another being, making persuader target a threat once again. Circumstances have reached critical level. I reach out and pick up a shard of the broken bust. Using my ability is required now. *** Samuel Again, I know my Care Bear. I know when she's frazzled while trying to put on a calm front. However, with how quickly and frantically she was babbling, I don't need to decode everything. I've never seen her this terrified before and the sight just makes the ball of lead in my stomach weigh heavier. When a sharp whiz zooms by our ears, it finally clicks-- Gun. Oh, God. We instantly take off in the direction of the vault, Carrie and Itzlie in front of me as I tail them. Hopefully, if another bullet fires, I'll be able to get in its way before it nails either women. I keep shooting looks back, trying to spot the sniper. But the most I can make out is this small head popping in and out of view like a menacing Whack-A-Mole. Oh goodness, Oh Jesus! How could things turn to this?! *** Penelope "I'm coming!" I rush out before running downstairs, my leg muscles burning in protest. I practically never run--I'm far from athletic--but I could care less about that right now. We have to find Helen! Oh god, and I left her alone with Demon too! I instantly pale. "O-oh God," I pant, still running, "W-what if she's the one f-fighting and hurting Helen? And I left her all alone l-like an idiot!" My throat is starting to burn with restrained tears. God, I'm so selfish and stupid! Please hang on, Helen! We're almost there to help-- I skid to a halt, nearly losing my balance. As I right myself, I think I'll need Jacks help to pick up my jaw from the floor. Little clouds of fog are rolling across the floor, as if some kind of smoke screen was in effect not too long ago. However, what sends me into all-time shock is the sight of Demon--violent, terrifying Demon--laughing joyously while hugging Helen. "...What the hell?" I mumble in disbelief.