Waya dropped to the floor with a slight smirk. She'd like to see Liz follow her here. In here she had more cap
bilit- at manipulation and flicked her hand, spinning around and falling into a perfectly comfortable copy of the chair she'd been sitting in in the danger room. Just as she was glad to finally be alone, she felt a sudden invasion and in the far distance something white flickered. Something like a lab coat.

Eliza thudded to the floor with a groan, rubbing her backside and looking around as she inflated a bit more to her normal size. "Oh, Eliza, what trouble have you gotten yourself into this time?" she said to herself, looking around the dark world and frowning. Right. Color. She moved forward, towards the place where she suspected Waya was sitting; considering there wasn't much else in this place that she could really make out, she was heading towards the brightest dot she could find.

Waya shot up from her seat realizing immediately what and who it was. "Tha fuck Liz?" she shouted across the expanse, closing the distance. She was pretty sure by the time she got to her she was going to slap the piss out of her.

"Well what the HELL do you think I'm doing to do?" Eliza yelled in response, storming across the shadow realm herself and glaring at Waya "You think I'm just a kid who gives up the moment they hit a problem? Ohhhh no, I finish what I start. And we are far from finished right now." Without Junior watching Eliza found it easier to act hardball. she had wanted to talk to Waya alone, because she felt uncomfortable talking under someone's watch. Here the two were alone though.

"You're trespassing Liz." Waya told her. "There's shit here that don't enjoy trespassers." Not t-o mention did Liz really think she could get anywhere with Waya in her own personal playhouse?

The question was more "how hard headed was Eliza", and that answer couldn't be answered on a simple numeric scale. "Yeah, well then maybe you shouldn't force people to jump in after you huh?" she said, getting closer still and glowering at Waya "How the hell did you think this was going to go?"

"I THOUGHT I was going to get some privacy!" Waya shouted. "I THOUGHT you'd keep your nosy ass out of my business. I THOUGHT I COULD TRUST MY FRIENDS!" That last part rather slipped out, but it slipped out with a hurt forcefulness that slipped out with a slight break in her voice.

"WELL I THOUGHT YOU HAD A SPINE!" Eliza snapped. Sure, she didn't understand what was going on, but she couldn't help but snap at Waya "I thought, after something terrible happens, you wouldn't go and sit in misery. I thought, if you couldn't deal with something, you'd come to your friends! You'd trust us to help, not just to leave you alone!"

"You don't fuckin know me very well do you?" Waha growled and as they closed the last bit of distance she balled her fists at her sides. She really wanted to rearrange Liz' face, but was smart enough to know that considering her powers, it wasn't any use.

"Apparently not, no!" Eliza yelled when they got close enough. Her own fists were balled up, and she wanted to do the same to Waya right now "But you don't know me either if you think fleeing into a damn portal is going to stop me. We gave you time to be alone, but you CANNOT deal with stuff alone all the time. You've got to stop this pathetic wallowing in your own misery sometime."

"I'll deal with this shit the way I want to deal with it." Waya snarled at her. "No pity party circle jerk is going to make me feel about better about what those little shits did to me!"

"What the HELL are you talking about?" Eliza growled in return, glaring at Waya and trying to resist pulling hair. Mostly because she had enough hair to pull as it was. "This isn't a pity party, it's people trying to have some damn fun! And what do you mean 'little shits'?"

Waya hadn't even realized she'd said it and Liz could see it in her eyes. Instant regret. "Nothing." Waya said darkly and turned on the spot, walking away again, back in the direction of the chair that didn't exist any more. Somewhere in the distance something snarled at them, but seemed too frightened to venture much further.

"PISS OFF!" Eliza yelled in the direction of the snarl "NOW IS NOT THE TIME!" She didn't know what she had yelled at, what was waiting out there, but she was not going to deal with it at this very moment. She stormed after Waya, her arm becoming longer, grasping hold of Waya's shoulder as she tried to walk away "Oh no you don't, you said something just then."

It didn't matter how long Liz's arms had gotten, when she grabbed Waya, the next instant she removed them and Liz felt something very hand like stripe across her face with the sound of a whip cracking. Waya hadn't even touched her, but her shadows had. "Don't..." She whispered, "Don't you fucking touch me..."

"Ah, dammit!" Eliza cursed, before lunging both arms at Waya again, grabbing her shoulders, wrapping her fingers around her shoulders. "No... no you don't! You are not running away from this Waya!" she said, trying to drag Waya back towards her, as she moved forwards herself.

"GET OFF OF ME!" Waya screamed... not shouted, screamed. Screamed as if she were worried Liz might do something to her more than stop her from walking away. She shrank into the floor before she realized her legs had wilted out from under her. That painful phantom sensation she'd been plagued with for the last few weeks stole over her and she swore she felt something tear inside her.

Eliza could tell something was wrong. She slowly moved closer, until she was practically on top of Waya. She wrapped her arms around the girl, holding her close, hugging her. "What happened Waya?" she said gently, hugging her friend close "You can tell me, you know this. I'm your friend. At least, I try to be. I'm there for you when you need someone."

"FUCKING LET GO!" Waya shouted this time, that fleeting moment of panic already gone. "Are you so bird shit stupid you can't fucking see I don't wanna be touched!" She was scrambling away from Liz, trying everything she could think of to remove herself from Liz's immediate presence. Waya wasn't very touchy feely on the best of days, much less now, after everything that had happened.

Eliza growled, her arms getting bigger, like a lock around Waya, resisting her fighting. She would have to get over this aversion to touch sometime, and if she couldn't deal with a hug now then she would have to learn. "Give me one reason why you hate being hugged by me. One reason, and I'll let you go Waya. You think that you can get out of your trouble with people by trying to hurt them when they get close, and walking away when they don't react. Well I'm not that easy to shake."

Waya had only one hand free and used it to grab Liz by the face. A telepathic connection was immediately bridged and Liz' mind was flooded with a hundred and one reasons of just exactly why Waya didn't fucking want to be touched, ever again. Liz saw Waya sandwiched between the twins, invaded, violated, betrayed. It was more emotion than imagery, but the image had flickered by and Waya was the first to break her evil secret.

"FUCK!" Eliza yelled, pulling her hand away from Waya's touch... but she hadn't let go yet. Her body had seized up. She was panting hard, tensed, still wrapped around Waya. Maybe putting the memories straight into her head had been a bad idea. The thing about speaking, you could go through everything slowly. This had been a little... overwhelming... and traumatising.

It was the emotion rather than memory and images. Though there had been the one image. The overwhelming emotion of betrayal, the hatred of fingers and flesh against her skin, as well as cold steel. The confusion about what had been happening to her with these waking attacks and why. It was all bundled up in one sadistic little mind bullet and Waya had fired it directly into Liz' skull.

Which was why Eliza hadn't let her go. But Waya should probably brace herself, you didn't go through that much betrayal emotion without wanting to lash out at someone. Since Waya was the only one around, she was probably going to catch a fist the size of her entire body. Talking didn't overwhelm, talking didn't hurt Eliza too.

Waya was done with this still, frozen embrace. She kicked and pushed, trying to just get out of Eliza's arms. "Let go." She told her. "Just, get off Liz... Please."

Eliza didn't so much let her go, as grip Waya in one giant hand and throw her several feet. She crouched down on the floor, covering her own head with a pair of huge hands, and trying to shut out everything around her. She was shaking not, and didn't want to look at anything beyond her hands.

Waya bounced three times and rolled to a stop. Had this been the school or somewhere else, it might have hurt, but her world acted to cushion it's mistress and the worst that had happened was that she'd gotten the wind knocked out of her. After a moment she spoke. "Isn't nice is it?" She said angrily. "THAT!" She shouted, picking herself up off the "floor" "THAT... is the SHIT... I deal with." she told Liz. "Every.fucking.day... But no... you've got to be right about everything don't you? What? You think holding me down like a frightened kitten was going to work? YOU DON'T FIX THIS SHIT WITH HUGS LIZ!"

Eliza didn't react. At all. Her hands were covering her head, her entire body shaking. Either she couldn't hear Waya from the bubble of flesh she'd surrounded herself with, or Eliza was a bit more hurt than Waya first thought. Either way, she just wasn't responding.

"All things considered..." Waya said slowly approaching. "I think I'm coping pretty damn well..." She sighed, ran her fingers through her head. It hadn't slipped by her that Liz hadn't moved, that she was still shaking, hidden behind her hands. "What Liz? Your little plan backfire on you? Or should I hold you down and see how you like it? Would you like that? Let that little image flash through your head again. Did you feel it? Cause I do... every damn day... every minuet... every fucking second... Now... tell me how much you feel like having some fun... you wanna go sledding now? Or do you wanna curl up into a ball and fucking wish you were dead?"

Nothing. Not a movement. Just shaking, uncontrolled shaking. Eliza didn't seem to register what was going on, what Waya was saying. The slightest hint that she was registering what was going on came when tears started to leak out from between her fingers, which still remained close around her head. As much as Waya was suffering, she was talking now. Why did Waya need to be so cruel to Eliza just to start talking?

Why did Waya need to be cruel? Why had Liz been cruel? To be left alone, that was all Waya had wanted. Just a few more days or weeks till her mind began to heal from everything that had happened... but no, Liz couldn't take that could she? She had to butt in and manhandle her like some kind of misbehaving child. Waya wasn't a child. Waya hadn't been a child since the moment they'd decided to hypnotize her and have their fun. "Do you know what Jaden said to me when I asked why?" She asked Liz. "This'll make you laugh... it's fuckin hilarious. He said-" She paused to clear her throat. "Our passion got away from us..." she repeated it, sounding as if it were some sort of witty joke. "Their passion got away from them... Seems like they had complete control of their dicks though doesn't it?" Waya flicked her wrist and another chair appeared under her just as she sat down. She repeated what the twins had said again, shaking her head again.

No response. Silence. Shaking stillness. Eliza's cruelty, while there, had been out of some desire to help Waya. She had no idea. Waya wouldn't tell her. Eliza was giving Waya a chance, trying to pull it from her. Instead of responding in any reasonable way, Waya had... well, she'd shot what had been eating at her from the inside, straight into Eliza's head, in one quick painful jolt. Eliza had been cruel by trying to be kind, for what it was worth. Eliza had been trying to be there for Waya. Now, Waya would probably get her wish. Eliza wasn't going to want to be near her after this.

"Oh just stop it..." Waya groaned at Liz. "You aren't doing any good curled up in the fetal position... it's not like you were the one they did it to." The sensation should be dissipating by now, becoming a vague memory of what Waya had done. It wasn't like the constant plaguing and confusing memories that bothered her would last in Liz. "Of course if you wanna join the club I'm sure they'd be happy to oblige. I doubt they'd even care that you're their first cousin."

No response still. Eliza's hands wrapped tight around her head, cradling it, blocking everything out from her. Waya wanted her to just stop it? Yeah, because knowing another member of her twisted damn family was twisted mess really encouraged her. Rex shows up, her brother, wrecks the place, sends her friends to hell, and then just... implodes on the table... she's told to deal with it... fine... she can hide that away... she can pretend she wasn't traumatized by having her family bail on her again. Now her cousins are rapists... and the information was shot straight into her mind. Eliza was having a breakdown right now.

Waya swiveled her chair towards the trembling Eliza and for once during this whole mess felt like she was at fault. Perhaps Waya had been a little... harsh, but Eliza wouldn't stop. If she'd have just let go of Waya none of this would have happened. She had to try and hold her down as if it would bring Waya some spontaneous mental breakthrough. Now they were both broken... all because Liz wouldn't listen.

Perhaps it wouldn't be as bad if Waya hadn't done this without warning, if she'd given a single word about what had happened then this could have been avoided. As much as Waya might want to consider that it was Eliza's fault, because she wouldn't give up on Waya, there were better responses than firing a bullet of emotion straight into the person's head. There were better ways of showing Eliza what had happened than crippling the girl, all because Waya wanted to hurt someone.

Maybe she had... Maybe Waya wanted someone to hurt as much as she did over all this shit. Her anger at Liz over her attacking Waya had just set her off. Maybe Waya shouldn't have done it, but she was finding it hard to find the motivation to go to Liz and help her out.

If Waya was finding difficulty going over to a friend, trembling on the floor, hands around her head, who had been locked in that position for several minutes by now, then perhaps she had no reason to feel guilty for doing this to Eliza. Not feel guilty at all for shooting the experience of her getting raped, and weeks worth of worry, hatred and betrayal, straight into someone's head. Eliza certainly didn't seem angry at this. She didn't seem to have any noticeable emotion in fact. Though she must be crying somewhere within those hands, because the tears kept dripping out.

The longer Waya sat there and the longer Liz just... cried... the more she began to regret doing it... But what else did you do when someone demanded answers and you didn't know what to say? When you had the ability to show them and make them feel how you felt, why bother talking. Still... with Waya's limited telepathic ability, especially now after this had weighed on her for a few weeks, she could have probably handled it a little better. Finally Waya said, "I'm sorry..."

Eliza still sat there, but her trembling got slightly less. Maybe this was showing that she had heard Waya, or maybe this was her exhausted body falling asleep after crying so hard. Eliza still didn't seem to want to come out of the shell of her own hands, which she had clasped around her head. Waya was sorry. Great. Did that just saying those words really excuse her of what she'd done? If Eliza had been telling her that the twins were right, or calling her a cry baby for reacting like this to rape, or had KNOWN, then maybe this would have been more excusable. Eliza had been given the truth in the worst possible way.

"I can make it go away..." Waya told her... "I..." She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "This isn't easy for me... dealing with shit like this. I shouldn't have done it, I'm sorry..."

Eliza wasn't shivering anymore, but her hands weren't moved away from her head just yet. The thing about dealing with this kind of stuff, you deal with it by sharing with others. And that's how you got over stuff like this. People. Eliza had offered this. Eliza had offered a person to talk to, tried to force Waya eventually, because she KNEW that that's how you got over things, instead of bottling them until Waya would explode. It was too late though. Waya had exploded. Straight at Eliza.

Liz should have know that Waya wasn't wired like most. She was different. The normal parameters of human nature didn't exactly fit in Waya's mentality. As much as she ran full speed away from her feral nature, Eliza had cornered her and it snapped back in her face. When retreating doesn't work, an animal attacks and that's what Waya had done... only now she had to deal with the repercussions of it.

Eliza was left scarred then. For trying to help, and having to corner Waya, to get some response, to make her react SOMEHOW. She had expected something, a punch, maybe more shouting, but she hadn't expected Waya to be so angry, so thoughtless as to hurt her so badly. She wasn't coming from her hands. She wasn't retreating from the protection she held around her head.

"I'm not apologizing again." Waya told her. "You bushwhacked me... I can make it go away but I'm not apologizing again." Waya was still sitting in her chair, not moving towards Liz, but this sniveling was getting on her nerves. Waya might have cloistered herself away from everyone and concentrated on work, but she hadn't shriveled into a ball like this. Well... she had rushed into the arms of a cold metal thing that... She'd gotten over it... well, sort of, but she knew that she was more than some soulless fucktoy. More than a ball of tears that refused to move much less speak.

Maybe Eliza wanted something a bit more than "I'm sorry" for this. Or maybe she had actually exhausted herself, because she had stopped moving entirely. There were even fewer tears than before. Just some liquid slipping from between her fingers. Well, what else was Waya waiting for? Eliza was not moving. Not speaking. Not reacting at all. She could probably just dump the girl in her room and no one would notice. Maybe not for days in fact. Waya wanted to be alone, wanted to get rid of people, Eliza wasn't struggling.

Waya might be hurt, pissed and confused, but she wasn't completely heartless. However, she wasn't about to console a girl who'd just attacked her.

Eliza was stock still. Not moving, not making a sound. Eventually the tears would stop from between her fingers, and she'd just be sitting there, her chest moving up and down as she took slow breaths. Well she wasn't coming out of the shell. She was hiding from Waya, hiding her face, hiding her head, almost as if fearful of another attack on herself. Attack. If waya considered the hug an attack, then this was like responding to a pinch with a howitzer.

"You know what... fuck you." Waya growled, snapping up from her chair again. "Fine, wallow there, see if I care." She paced, back and forth. "You're the one who followed me here. You're the one who trespassed. I wanted to be alone Liz... how fucking hard is that to comprehend? And you attack me? Try to hold me down and hug me? We're not kids Liz. You don't fix this shit with hugs." She was repeating herself... she didn't know why. Ranting felt better than just sitting there with that rubbery ball of half human whimpering. "You wanted to know, now you know... Yeah, maybe I could have said it different, but it puts shit into perspective now doesn't it? Now you know how I feel..."

"Maybe you should just leave the school" Eliza said, a crack appearing in the flesh. Vomit slid out from between the hands. It appeared as if Eliza had thrown up, but had not released her hands from being so tense. "If you're going to act like that... attack your friends because they're hugging you... then you should just leave." what was the point in her being here? To sulk some more? Attack her friends a bit? Why was she even here? It certain as hell wasn't for the people.

The vomit was gone as soon as Waya's nose sensed it. It was even gone from Liz' hands and only the floor rippled beneath her. "Attack?" Waya asked, wheeling around in mid pace. "Attack? You attacked me first!" Waya countered. "I didn't want to me touched, I even screamed! I could hardly move Liz... and you thought that was a good idea? I was raped! In what reality does holding down a rape victim make any sense?"

"So you justify torturing a friend because they didn't understand that their cousin raped you, and they were forcing you to hug" Eliza said softly, staring down at the floor "Alright, I messed up. I've didn't know what had happened, and I sure as hell didn't know the twins raped you. So you decided to repay ignorance with torture." Eliza slowly moved her hands away, her blood shot eyes staring up at Waya "So. Why don't you just leave?"

"I was just trying to get you off of me." Waya told her. "I could hardly move, it was my last line of deference... if you haven't noticed I've not had the best control lately." When Liz asked why she didn't leave, she didn't have an answer yet, so she chose to ignore it.

"I asked you to speak. You didn't speak. You hurt me instead. Not just my flesh. You put your fingers against my head, and forced me to see my cousins, dear friends of mine" they had been, honestly "raping you. I've neither pitied, nor hated you as much as I am right now." She should just... go.

"You think I give a shit about your pity?" Waya asked her. "Honestly? After what those perverts did to me? You think I give a SHIT about your pity?!"

"No, I think you've got enough for yourself" Eliza said, staring at the floor. Strange, you would have thought she'd have hit Waya by now "So here I am, huh? Trapped in your little fucking realm, no chance out, and you sure as hell shown you think it's justified to hurt your friends if you feel like it." Eliza stood up slowly, arms hanging by her sides "How about I make you face this issue you've got, hmm?"

"I didn't ask you to come." Waya told her. "And you started this, things didn't go your way and now your pissed off at me. I'm sorry I hurt you and that''s the last fucking time I apologize."

"No" Eliza said flatly as she took a step towards Waya "See, I started this, and things don't go my way a lot. But you know what I do when things go wrong, every time?" Eliza raised her arms up again "I do it again, and give it a second chance." She was going to hug Waya again. But a sneer crossed over her face first "And you're not sorry. You're just saying the word in case I forgive you."

"Who the fuck are you to tell me whether or not I'm sorry?" Waya asked. "You think I wanted you to feel all that? You think I planned it that way? I was trying to show you the picture so I didn't have to fucking say it. I didn't mean for all the rest to backlash onto you. But you know what... you'd think, after experiencing all that, you might... for an infinitesimal little second understand why the fuck I don't want to talk about it. Why I'd rather work and not be bothered by the way people look at me. Like you're looking at me right now."

"Yeah, I can see it. I can also see why you need to get over it" Eliza said, still standing there, arms open wide "because I've had those weeks SHOT into my head, and I know that, if you keep wallowing in self pity, then you sure as hell won't get better." She stepped closer now, arms still wide "I can see that, unless you get help, get FRIENDS, you're either going to become a fucking hermit, like I have, or you're going to be TOLD to leave, because you're a threat to us simply by being around. So I'm offering you a CHANCE. As someone who has just gone through those weeks in a flash second, to give me a damn hug and TRY to get better!"

"I'm not fucking hugging you." Waya snarled at her, almost sounding as if she were disgusted with the thought. "You think that after what you did I want to hug you? I don't hug under the best circumstances, especially not after being attacked by one of my friends."

"Yeah, well maybe that's the difference between you and me, huh?" Eliza said in reply, glaring at Waya "I'm facing the girl who attacked me and offering her a chance of peace, because I know she panicked, and she's said she's sorry. Even if I don't believe that bit at all. But I'm giving her a chance, because she's my friend. Was, at least." Waya kept saying attacked, again and again, just saying that Eliza attacked her, justifying everything with that word.

"Just..." Waya pinched the bridge of her nose again. "Put your arms down..." She sat again, the chair coming up to meet her on it's own this time. She couldn't fight any more. It wasn't worth it, this endless back and forth. "Sit down..." And as Waya said it a second chair appeared for Liz.

Eliza dropped her arms, looking dejected, sitting down on the chair that had appeared and staring at the floor. "I was just trying to be there for you Waya. Why did you have to hurt me so badly? I could take slaps, bites, I could take that kind of pain. But... seriously... you felt that was a good response to me hugging you?" Eliza sounded defeated now, not angry, as if she couldn't believe that Waya had been reduced down to that.

"I didn't mean to..." Waya said, her forehead resting in her palm as her elbow rested against the arm of the chair. "My control is shit lately... Since the dream I..." This was going to be a dangerous thing to admit. By admitting this she admitted there was a serious problem. "I've been wearing a neural inhibitor to sleep since... to prevent it from happening again."

"Waya... how the hell did you lose control like this and not come to me? Someone..." Eliza groaned, rubbing her head and shivering slightly "You're a time bomb if that happens... God, it's lucky you did that to me probably... otherwise everyone might have been hit by it at once..." She was shaking a bit still, unable to resist as it came back.

"It's only my telepathy that's off..." Waya told her. "It's always been off, but... I thought I can handle it. It wasn't till I found out about... My mind is processing more information than it knows what to do with... They didn't tell me, I leached it and ended up with more than I bargained for..."

Eliza sighed again, rubbing her eyes slowly. She flinched the moment she did, as if she didn't like what was waiting behind them. She wished Waya had done this before, without traumatising her like that. "Just... how about we work on that together, alright? Work on... improving your telepathy, with no one else around?"

"I don't want to..." Waya told her shaking her head. "There's too much going on in here and I don't want you to know about it."

"Come on..." Eliza groaned, almost slumping over, feeling her head throbbing "Do I have to try and hug you again? Really?" She raised her arms, but not the rest of her body, so it looked as if she was a puppet with her middle string cut, the arms held at a ludicrous angles.

"No..." Waya told her seriously. "It'll start to sort on it's own... I just keep remembering things... out of turn... mostly when I'm asleep... sometimes when I'm awake... Sometimes it feels like it's happening again..."

Eliza sighed, dropping her arms in dejection. "We could try and rejolt your memory" she said weakly, shrugging her shoulders weakly "Now you know that it's happen, it should be easier to get your memory repaired. I think we have... one or two things that could help... but it's difficult, because of the way that your memory was altered."

"Sometimes I don't even think it's me being..." She trailed off, basically ignoring Liz. "Like it's not me but I can feel it... That's the worst part... The reason I don't want to be around anyone is because it happens... and... It happened a few moments before you and Junior showed up... It happened when you grabbed me... It's like being violated all over again..."

"I'm sorry Waya" Eliza said weakly, shaking her head "If I'd have known... I wouldn't have... I'm sorry." She sighed gently and bowed her head, then let out a weak laugh, again, coming out defeated "Maybe we should go sledding. Just... do something that isn't think about this... or our parents."

"I don't want to be in the same room as those two..." Waya told her. Mostly because she couldn't help but feel hurt and molested around them... more than it was just her emotion... like it was amplified twice over... She didn't understand it, but she didn't want to be near it.

"What if... what if I talked to them... convinced them not to come, just so you could have a break?" Eliza said, feeling a heavy weight settling on her shoulders. She couldn't tell Waya not to act like that. She felt like that right now, to be honest.

"I just don't really feel like sledding..." Waya told her honestly. "I... I'll come to the party for a bit... but I don't think I can sled... And it's not fair to them..." Wait a second... why did she care about how the twins felt about all this? She was supposed to hate them right?

"Them" was a bit vague, and Eliza didn't want to guess anything. She simply nodded weakly and gazed over towards Waya again "Alright... I'll tell the others you'll come to the party later... But you better, alright?" She sniffed slightly, rubbing her head and wincing when she closed her eyes "Could you... could you get rid of this? please? I have enough sleepless nights as it is."

"I'll try..." Waya said, bringing Liz' chair closer. "What exactly do you want to remember?" She couldn't help but think this was similar to the discussion the twins had had when deciding what to whip from her memory and what to leave.

"Mostly just... emotion... which is still rattling around in there... and... some images..." Eliza winced, eyes shut as she braved it in order to get the images out "And the weeks after that..."

"Can... can I leave the understanding?" Waya asked softly. "In case I... want to talk again?"

"Yeah... yeah, just not the images anymore, jesus" Eliza groaned, snapping her eyes open and shuddering. she glanced towards Waya, shaking her head slowly and letting out a weak laugh "I guess I won after all... I got you talking to me. Sorry it had to wind up... going down like that."

"It's just... you know me... I'll be fine, even if I never spoke about it..." She brought Liz's chair in front of her's so they could do this. "I'm just wired differently..."

"You're not wired that differently" eliza said, shaking her head and staring straight on at Waya "You still try to be nice. Well, tried." Eliza sniffed, wiping her eyes as a stray tear decided to leak out from her battered tearducts.

Waya placed her hands on ether side of Liz's head and began to sift through everything on the surface, sort of gathering what she needed to take in a telepathic net. "I'm not like the rest of you though..." She said softly, concentrating as she sifted through the surface of Liz' mind.

There was a lot of stress there. Not just Waya's own, but Eliza's... every day in stress almost, and that had only gotten worse around Christmas. It was something very British in eliza that said that she would have them back by Christmas. Each New Year's resolution, have them back by Christmas. So when she looked at her machine, no where near complete, she got... guilt, stress, sadness, self-loathing, all in a rush. There was also a lot of confusion and... a bit of sadness... chewed up with the "brother" figure who had recently appeared, then vanished. A strong, almost loving connection with the word "brother", but when Eliza thought of who her brother was she got sick to her stomach. Now the twins were mixed in there, with images of the sickening actions of what they had done to Waya. Eliza's family slowly leaving her, or becoming so disgusting that she no longer wanted to call them family. There was also this feeling of betrayal that still hung around Rhydian like a stink, and a worry about George. "Maybe a bit closer than you'd like."

"Maybe..." Waya told her and sensing that Liz could use a bit of a break from all the things plaguing her, Waya put a temporary glaze over all of these things. It wasn't a fix by any means. More like putting a band-aid on a bullet wound, but Liz needed a break and if it was just for a few days, it was something. She got rid of what Waya had given them earlier and hopefully helped Liz just a bit. It wasn't much, but maybe she'd have a less stressful Christmas. Finally she took her hands away from Liz' head, hoping she felt better.

She probably did, because the moment Waya took her hands back, Eliza's head dipped dramatically, and she only brought it up just in time before her chin hit her chest. "Huh? yeah..." Eliza said, sounding a little confused as to what was happening for a second. Had she just fallen asleep for a moment? "Yeah, so... waya, I know you're... kinda different up there..." eliza pointed lazily towards the head "But you're still... a person. You still need to talk sometimes. You still... make bad choices and stuff... and well, I'm... more than willing to help, you know? I mean... I'm here for you... and stuff."

"I know..." Waya said leaning back in her chair. "I come from a long line of people who don't deal with their feelings... it's probably hereditary."

"The thing about coming from a long line of people who can't deal with feelings is that there's usually TWO of them together" Eliza pointed out, yawning slowly and covering her mouth. She hadn't slept in quite some time. "so that means there's at least ONE person they can talk to," Eliza pointed out, "so, you need to talk to at least ONE person, alright? and I'm happy to be that person."

"I guess..." Waya said, placing her forehead in her palm again. Glancing at Liz she asked, "Do you feel better?"

"Kinda... kinda sleepy though..." Eliza said, feeling a weight on her head that was demanding rest "Thanks... waya... are... are we okay? Don't... hate me for hugging you?" She smiled weakly at waya, trying not to pass out on the chair.

"No, I don't hate you." Waya told her with a sigh, "But look... I know I don't have to tell you not to tell anyone but... the only people who know are Junior and maybe Jeremy... Jeremy doesn't know much, but he was there when it all went down. He might need to talk to someone actually... But don't tell Phinagin and Maribele doesn't need to know... Don't, what ever you do tell Rhydian... He'll kill them and... I'm still a little confused about exactly what happened."

Eliza nodded weakly "Jeremy... talk... Junior... talk... Rhydian, Maribel, Phinagin... no tell... Punch twins when alone." She smiled weakly, gazing up at waya "You wanna talk... about anything... come to me alright? I don't care... how strange... how... off it might be... Just come to me. talk to me. I'd be happy for the company."

"Don't let the twins know you know..." Waya told her. "I... I have every right to hate their guts... and I do... but every day that passes makes me think that there's something I don't fully understand... Some days I think that they did it for months... whenever they wanted, others it feels like it wasn't even them... then there's this feeling that they were doing... doing me a favor... Which is completely fucked up..." Waya was talking now but she had a feeling that Liz wasn't listening.

Eliza raised a hand slowly, placing it against waya's forehead "That's... messed up... Look... talk to them. Ask them... remove ALL the blocks... they're the only ones who can do it at once. Properly. You'd have to go to them, but... you could figure out... EVERYTHING... at once... you can KNOW what happened... instead of just... taking guesses... and messing yourself up in the head. Get ALL the facts... alright? Please?"

"I don't think I can..." Waya told her. "Last time... I almost killed them... I could have... the only thing that stopped me was that they kept saying I didn't have the whole story... But... Even if I'm wrong and all this is just something else... I can't face them after what I've done..."

"What you've done?" Eliza was half asleep, but she was still listening, just... sitting there with her eyes closed. "Go... with someone who can hold you back... someone who can keep you still until you can get the whole truth. learn... everything." Eliza yawned again, a little squeak coming out as she did "Not now... someday... leave it... till you don't want to kill them as much."

Waya thought about it... Liz was probably the only one who could hold her back effectively and that was if Waya didn't use her powers... maybe she could wear the inhibitor... then again, if she did that it made her vulnerable and for a moment she felt that wrenching thrusting feeling intrude. Always from the back, always her ass, as if whatever caused the phantom sensation had intended to fuck a man rather than a woman. It caused her to grip the arms of her chair and she hissed as she rose up a moment, tensing as if it were real. It certainly felt real... But it was gone after an instant, invading, making itself known and leaving again.

Eliza was asleep by now, settling off into a snooze. By the time waya had untensed, her friend was slumped over in the shadowed chair, exhausted, not realising what had happened to Waya. Eliza was there when she could be, but right now she was really tired, and Waya had wrapped a dulling bandage around her brain. she should probably be dropped off back at the school soon. Though, it was a strange thing... Eliza, jumping into the dangerous shadow world, just to be beside Waya like this. She certainly did a lot of dumb things to try and help.

Waya watched Liz sleep for a moment, replaying how not very long ago she could have handed the girl her face... now she wanted to thank her for helping her relieve some of the things that had been burdening her. That mind bullet had probably been the best thing Waya could have done to begin the healing process... It made the anger fade a little and the uncertainty become more clear. Waya wasn't sure what had happened... she still felt raped, violated, but she wasn't so certain that she was the one who had been assaulted... She needed to talk to the twins... Liz was right... maybe while everyone was sledding... at least then, if she decided to kill them, they would all be too occupied to stop her...

possibly, or Eliza would be keeping an eye on Waya like a hawk, making sure she didn't break the twins in two. If Eliza got up that is. she was still slumped over, totally asleep, released from the mental torture of the images and the pressure and loneliness of her overwhelming stress. Perhaps Waya should do this for Eliza more often, let the girl have some time out, not constantly worry about her work and getting all their parents back.

Waya finally decided that it was time to put Liz where she belonged. She never slept in her room any more, that cot in her lab was the best she ever got. So Waya pulled the pinpricks of light in the distance towards her and flicked through them like the pages of a phonebook. Once she found Liz' room she transformed the chair so Liz was sleeping on a flat surface. She pulled the light that opened to her room and stretched it, pushing it over Liz until Liz rested easily on her bed. In Liz' room Waya pulled the covers over her and tucked Liz in. Only an hour ago she had hated her... but Liz had done what no one else could and for once in a very long time Waya felt like she was going to be ok... once she saw the twins.

Eliza whimpered softly as she was shifted around, cringing at the light that was flooding in from her room. She was carefully slumped down onto the bed, instantly curling up on the cloth and resting her head on the pillow. For someone who Junior had considered practically dead an hour ago, she was probably going to come out of the experience in the shadow world a bit better than when she went in.

Waya turned out the light and left her there. She needed sleep and Waya needed to think... and to find the twins.

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mojo world stuff
The floor rushed towards their feet a little swifter than the twins probably would have liked. Though Waya had had a long talk with Liz and managed to calm down a great deal... she was still confused and for most ferals confusion meant anger. So currently she was angry... but she hadn't hurt them... yet.

When the ground hit their feet so briskly like that, it was the same sensation as falling. They lost their footing and fell back onto their butts at the same time, grunting an "OOF-" sound. The shadow realm?! Shit... they were dead.

There was no illumination to speak of other than a star like collection of pinpricks of light in the distance. They could see Waya as if she were lit by indoor lighting, them as well, but there was no light source. There was floor, but there were no walls and ceiling. In the distance something growled and Waya answered it with a stern, "Shut up!" it made no noise after that.

The twins stared at her, confused. If they weren't already worried about being in her world... that thing...whatever made that sound, made them even more frightened. Neither Jayden or Jaden said anything for now. They just sat there, a bit worried to even move to get to their feet.

Waya sat, aiming for nothing, but a chair sprang up like smoke from the floor. "Well..." she said, leaning back. "You wanted to talk... talk..."

"...What?" Jaden asked from his spot on the floor. This was all happening so fast and without reason... it was a bit alarming.

"You both kept trying to tell me that I didn't know the whole story." Waya told them. "This is your chance. Ether tell me, or meet Mr. Whiskers and his buddies back there in the dark."

"Where's Eliza?" asked Jayden, sitting up as well. "Junior said she jumped in just a few minutes ago..."

"She's asleep..." Waya told them. "We fought yeah, but she's ok... she actually convinced me to talk to you two... there are things I'm... I'm not completely clear about..."

"Where do you want us to... uhm...start?" Jaden asked now and the twins got to their feet slowly.
Jayden couldn't believe it any more then his brother did. Eliza convinced Waya to speak with them? They both knew that Waya was someone impossible to convince. Something major must have happened and Eliza must have somehow reached her.

"Start at how many times you fucked me." Waya told them. In her head there were a hundred instances of violation, most, for some reason, fixated on her ass. As if she didn't have any other place to stick a cock...

The twins stood straight up now, looking at Waya with honest eyes. A bit nervous, they held hands...something they often did when confronted with a threat. "Once."

Waya almost immediately called them liars, but being a telepath and a feral she could not only sense their truth, but smell and hear it also. If they'd only done her once, and that was bad enough, then why did she feel as if it had gone on for months? "Once is bad enough..."

Their heads bowed slightly, "We know.." They had told her a thousand times over again that they were sorry. Once more would do nothing.

"Why?" Waya asked them. "If you're so sorry now, why did you do it in the first place?"

"We told you... our passion got away from us." the twins said. Though perhaps her feral tendencies could sense that... this was a lie. Not a complete lie, but there was something the twins weren't telling her.

"Don't give me that SHIT!" Waya shouted, slamming her fist down on the arm of her chair. Smoke like wisps curled up before flitting away. "There's something you're not saying! If you're really fucking sorry you'll explain what the fuck happened that night!"

"But... we can't." they mutter, squeezing one anothers hands. "It'll only hurt you more."

"Nothing can hurt more than what I'm going through every fucking day!" Waya cursed. She stood, the chair wisping away as if it had never existed. She began to pace. "It doesn't feel like you only did it once... it feels like it happened for weeks... months... Every time I turn around it feels like it's happening all over again. I can't take a shower without feeling like I'm being watched or..." She swallowed. The last time it had happened she'd been speaking to eliza... those phantom sensations of violation. "You have to tell me..." She said, sounding almost pathetic. "I have to know..."

The twin's expressions grew a bit concerned. "We haven't done anything like that to you, Waya... ever. We swear." They paused and let go of one another's hands for now when she paced. She seemed so...troubled.
"Do you think..." Jayden trailed off, looking at his brother to articulate it more properly.
"You don't think something happened when you leeched our memories, do you? Maybe it's...some sort of glitch?"
"And are you sure George didn't cause it?"

"No... George doesn't have the ability to manipulate someone telepathically..." She ran her fingers through her hair and sat again, the chair springing up to cushion her fall. She was obviously stressed out, her anger somewhat transformed into hopelessness. There were circles under her eyes as if she'd not been sleeping and she was pale... for Waya, whose skin had hardly any pigmentation, pale translated into an unhealthy grayness. "What happened?" She asked. "When you..." She wanted to finish that statement, but saying "rapped me" didn't sound as if it would be an honest description of what they'd done to her.

Although she hadn't said it, they could only assume and that word weighed on them like a steel train. "We can only tell you that it's not what you think..." one of the boys faded.
The other picked up where he left off, "And that...well.. we don't like breaking promises."

"What promise?!" Waya asked exasperatedly. "Who the hell did you make promises to? Just tell me!" She slammed her fist down again but there were nearly tears behind her demand. She had to know. Couldn't they see that? Couldn't they see that this was tearing her up inside?

The twins gulped and flinched when she slammed her fist into he shadow chair. They even closed their eyes, as if thinking that hit would be against their faces next. The boys resisted the urge to hold one another's hands once more. Swallowing again, they looked up at her and said in unison, "You."

"Me..." She asked softly. "You made a promise to me... not to tell me... and now that I'm fucking BEGGING YOU, you won't tell me?" What kind of fucked up world did they live in that that statement even made any sense?

"Yes." they said simply.

She shot out of the chair again and rather than pacing, she threw it at them. The large shape came crashing towards them but dissipated into the smoke-like substance before it could do any damage.

The twins surprisingly held their ground and only flinched their faces and closed there eyes tightly as the chair came soaring at them, only to vanish in a blurr of smoke. It was at this moment that they finally took another breath, a bit relieved that the chair hadn't made contact. "We're sorry...but...we don't like breaking promises." the twins repeated nobly.

Waya covered her face with her hands and dropped. There was no handy chair or cushion to soften her fall. She dropped to her knees and folded her hands in her lap. One tiny bead of moisture fell from her face, reflecting the nonexistent light.

It pained them to see her like this. So defeated and broken. "What we promised has nothing to do with the fact you are suffering like this..."
"We honestly... don't know why you seem to be having these 'flashbacks'?" Jayden used that word carefully, not really sure how else to describe her episodes.

"Then what is?" She asked, her head hanging. "I know it has to do with you... I can see it... but it's... in complete...the only thing that fills in the gaps is pink and purple... and I don't know why..."

"Pink and pur-" the twins cut themselves off for a moment. It was as if that one descriptive set something off in their minds. Realizing they had stopped talking, they finished, "-ple?"

She looked up at them, another tear hanging on her cheek. "What?" She asked... "What's it mean?"

They wanted everything to go to her aid. To drop down onto their knees and hold her close. Seeing her weep broke their hearts... especially now that the twins knew why. "Waya..." they muttered as one, "We..." they gulped, unable to finish.

"What?" She asked and when they didn't answer, she demanded. "WHAT!" She stood, unsteadily at first, tears glistening on the edges of her lashes. "What did you do to me?"

Again, they flinched their heads, expecting something to actually hit them this time. It seems that after months of abuse from Waya, the boys were always expecting it from her. "We didn't do it!" Jayden countered.
"Something must have happened when you tapped our minds." Jaden added.

An incredulous scowl crossed Waya's face. "Who else have you done this to?"

"This?" they asked, "What do you mean 'this'?" The boys looked at one another, then said, "No one."

"Then what's going on?" She looked desperate. Like a mental patient who knew what he knew to be truth but no one believed him. "Please. I can't keep dealing with this. I... I won't be mad... I... I just need to know what's wrong with me... It feels like if I know... it won't hurt any more..." She sat and the chair obeyed. Behind them a simple love seat appeared. Obviously she wasn't going to hurt them... she just wanted answers.

The twins glances behind them and slowly sat down. "It....it may not hurt you...but it will hurt us." they said, swallowing. Jayden and Jaden sighed, looking down at the black floor between them. "We think that... maybe... you somehow tapped into one of our memories. Memories that didn't involve you."

"Is this..." She paused, leaning back a little, straightening her back. "I mean... I always thought you guys... you know..." Fucked was the word she wanted to use, but it didn't sound right to say it. "You guys... together?"

"Not just us." they said simply, wanting to end the conversation right then and there. She could no doubt tell they were uncomfortable.

"Look... I can't deal with what's going on based on half truths and partial answers..." She pinched the bridge of her nose. "I need to know... I attacked Liz for trying to help me... if I don't get through this... someone else might get hurt..."

"It's... a bit of a long story."
"Not a pleasant one either." they sighed reluctantly

"Do I look like I care about the quality of the story?" Waya asked them. "I'm going nuts here..."

They held hands again for comfort. "We...were..." they trailed off. It was so hard to think about what happened. The memories ate away at their minds and now it was eating away at hers. Wanting to somehow save her from the endeavor, they decided to just out with it, "We were raped by our uncle....on... several occasions."

Part of Waya wanted to snap off and say "Well you know how it feels" but she bit that back. She couldn't say that because she knew what it felt like. She sat back in her chair, her knuckles flat against her lips. She was trying to decide whether or not to feel sorry for them or not... considering what they'd put her through. "Over the summer..." She said softly. "That's why you were gone so long... he wouldn't let you leave would he?" She had this feeling of being captive and it was more than just what she'd felt trapped beneath George.

They nodded, not wanting to say anything else. Jaden's leg started twitching up and down nervously. When his brother noticed, he gave his hand a slight squeeze to calm down. It took a lot to say what they had...and for the moment, were holding back their emotions rather well.

"And when I..." She dropped her, avoiding eye contact. "It's my fault... I did this to myself... I've been blaming you two for weeks now and I'm probably the one who drove you two to leave in the first place..." She knew she was a bitch. Ever since Moe had left they'd tried to just be friendly with Waya in their own perverted way... She didn't have to be so harsh with them.

Chelsey: "Don't blame yourself." the twins told her, their eyes going from the floor to her now. "It's not your fault." Their voices were fragile and yet...humble in their own way.

"I think it's more my fault than you probably realize..." Waya said removing her head from her hand. "But I'm still confused... your memories are running into mine and I can't sort them... Whatever mental block you used to make me forget won't let me understand what goes where..."

"We could see if we can block off our memories that you leeched?" Jaden suggested, being the one who educed hypnotism.

"No." Waya said immediately. "No more blocks... no... But Eliza said it might help if you removed the original block... I don't know what I did to make you promise not to tell me... but I release you from it. I just need to know guys... please..."

The twins looked at one another, conflicted. On the one hand, Waya made them SWEAR to never reveal the secret and now...she was at the mercy of their own nightmarish memories, driving her to madness and she was pleading for them to confess and unblock it.

"Please don't make me beg any more..." Her eyes were begging though. Those strange sapphire obsidian eyes. They were so full of pain and confusion. She'd cried in front of them once already and surely they knew how hard it was for her to ask these things. To beg... to reveal more more emotion than she had in a very long time.

"If we do..." Jayden spoke now, being the one who would unblock the secret, "...will you forgive us for breaking the promise?"

"I can't promise that..." Waya told him. "But knowing how I feel right now..." She thought for a moment. Thought about the nightmares she'd been having, about the phantom sensations of being mounted from behind... everything that was tormenting her... "I'll understand why. I'm sure when I made you promise we never considered something like this would have happened."

"Of course not." they both said. The Relman boys looked at one another and stood before slowly approaching her. With a gulp, the boys released hands and Jayden stepped forward. "You're sure...?"

For a moment as they advanced a pang of fear feathered through her chest. She attributed it to the sensation one of the must have felt when their uncle may have come for them. But with the block in place how could she really know? She stilled herself and when they asked, she nodded. "I'm sure..." She sat there, not sure what to do, but a small part of her couldn't believe that she was letting them into her head again... the two who for over six weeks now, she believed had raped her.

"Take a deep breath...." Jaden said has his brother lifted her chin with his hand. She was under his spell in an instant, but it wasn't like when Jaden hypnotized. It was as if she was stepping into the real world from a slight haze. As if everything she had ever said, seen, felt or done was masked by a hypnosis that Jaden had laid on her many weeks ago in their bedroom. The air tasted cleaner and her sight was brighter...even the chair under her felt more...real. Could she really have been under a spell for THIS long? It was like being born again, only this time... she knew the truth. What really happened that night played back like a movie. She had come to them late at night in their bedrooms with a strong lust and desire for them. There had been a heartfelt confession, kissing, holding and of course, love. Waya then was repeated what happened that night between the two of them...but it was different from the flashbacks. It was more passionate and caring then she had witness previously. She felt a wave of just how much the boys cared about her and how well they had treated her that night.
After they were finished, she had pleaded with them to block the memory of what they had done as if it never happened. Waya had acted with lust and the boys couldn't help themselves but love her back in the best way they could. As Waya replayed what happened next...how Jaden was forced to hypnotizing her, she could feel just how it had ripped their hearts in two. Waya even got a glimpse of how they had wept in their sorrow after leaving her bedroom, completely betrayed and discarded after the best night of their lives. Waya had confessed her feelings for them and although it was fueled by the full moon, it was honest and compassionate. All that meant nothing after the twins left her bedroom...wallowing in how the girl of their dreams refused to want to openly love Jayden and Jaden Relman.

It rushed over Waya like a tidal wave. She was frozen in hypnosis, but she gasped as if that wave that struck her had been dreadfully cold. It had all been her fault... the full moon episodes had gotten stronger since her mother had been gone. Now the highest ranked female in the house they had gone out of control and because of it, she'd hurt the twins. They'd done nothing but try to help her and she could feel their love pour over her, the confessions they both made... how horrible she had been to ask them to get rid of it... She'd caused every bit of it... every moment of torment, the betrayal she'd felt not having the whole story... Tears streamed from her eyes and their petal wilted in her chair, sobbing. She reached for both of them, pulling them to her, clutching them as close as she could. "I'm sorry!" She wept. "I'm so sorry!"

She could feel the boys tense up, as if expecting to get hit from her. All this time, she had treated them like shit. Throwing them against walls, hitting them and even pinching their throats shut so that they couldn't breath. Waya had done more damage than she knew. The twins didn't react to the hug, still feeling like they didn't deserve to touch her.

She knew what she'd done and she knew that this was all her fault. She sobbed into their shoulders, her arms looped around their necks. She hadn't cried like this since... probably ever, but knowing now how utterly evil she'd been, she couldn't stop. She cried, her chest aching and heaving from sorrow and everything she'd done to them. "I'm so sorry!" She lamented, it sounded loud in their ears and she wouldn't at all blame them if they hated her.

The couldn't hate her...despite everything. Call them fools, but they were fools in love and slowly lifted their arms, wrapping them around her back. "We forgive you." they said together.
The way they said it so easily...as if they would always forgive her no matter what she had done to them. They cared about her unconditionally and hoped to always be there for her if she needed it. Waya may not love them anymore, but they had her for one night and that was enough.

As they said it she finally began to release them. She almost didn't want to look them in the eyes, but she had to. "How?" She asked, tears still streaming down her cheeks. "After everything I've done to you... how can you forgive me?" she sure as hell couldn't forgive them for what she'd thought they'd done to her.

"How can we not forgive the one person on this planet or Aztrentos that has shown us love and kindness..." Jaden explained.
"...If only for a few hours." added his brother. It was true that their flirty nature often drew people away instead of near. They had tried relentlessly since Moe and had failed, all expect for that one night when Waya had them.

"I've been terrible to you." She said, finally letting go completely so she could wipe her eyes. "I've hated you so much... nearly killed you..." Despite wiping her eyes tears were still streaming. "And all the while you were just as hurt as I felt... I'm so sorry... Omanti... you've been harboring all that for so long and all I did was shit all over you... I don't deserve your forgiveness...."

They were quiet for a while, not really sure what to say. Of course they had been hurt and of course no one liked them..but it's not like this was anything new to begin with. They were lonely, unwanted princes without a place to belong to. "It's not a matter of deserving forgiveness... you told us promise not to tell you and we broke that. We should be the ones apologizing....and it doesn't stop those...pink and purple visions you were having. We are sorry for that too. Is there anything that can be done to stop it?"

"Without the block it's... it makes more sense." Waya told them, wiping her eyes again. "I know where things fit now... it's not so confusing. Don't apologize for removing it. I know now why I asked for it and I know why I wanted you to promise not to unlock it... If I was meant to be with you then I wanted it to happen naturally, not forced by some stupid feral response to the moon's gravitational pull..." She looked in their eyes, they always felt like two sides of the same coin, a coin that was desperately in love with her. As she looked into those bright pink orbs she hated herself for the way she'd treated them. How could she hate something she loved so much?

"Will you feel better now?" the twins asked, hoping it had been worth it. They didn't like to see Waya crying...and it had increased since Jayden unleashed the hypnosis.

She nodded. The arms of her chair flattened out on ether sides and pivoted around so they could sit both beside and in front of her. "I already do." She said wiping her cheek again. "Thank you... and I'm sorry for being such a bitch... if I hadn't jumped to conclusions..." She sniffed, wiping her nose with her knuckle.

"We can't blame you." the twins muttered, sitting on both sides of her. "Junior and Eliza, we assume, think the same thing about us. Maybe even Jeremy as well." Jaden said.
"Would you prefer if they still don't know the truth?" asked Jayden.

"No." Waya said sternly. "No, they can't go on thinking you... No, I'll fix it." She nodded as if that was the first thing she would do when they finished here. "I'll make sure they know I was wrong... it's not right that they should continued to think what they think now... I'll take care of it."

They smiled slowly, "Thank you." The twins didn't like everyone hating them for a lie. It pleased them to know Waya was going to set things right again. Now that it was all said and done, the twins didn't know what to do. Being around and talking to Waya isn't what it used to be. They had been through far too much and it hadn't yet worn off.

"Are you ok?" She asked, seeming almost emotional again. She knew everything that Omanti had done to them. "Do you want to talk about... what happened?" Her eyes lingered on Jaden for a moment and briefly remembered the three days he'd spend with a Tuberian slug worm not only attached and sucking but inside him as well.

We're fine." Jayden said with a dismissing hand. They didn't want to bother Waya with such grotesque things.
"Thanks for the offer..." Jaden added, almost dismissing the thought of talking to her about this. Although she knew about....EVERYTHING now, it was still hard to come out and discuss how they were effected. In a strange way the twins would feel very insecure and unmasculine if they talked about it.

They didn't want to talk, that was fine, but they couldn't resist her as she pulled her arms around them into a hug. She wasn't the hugging type during the best of times, but they'd been through too much, all three of them. The twins deserved better than what had happened to them... much better.

"We hope you will be able to...get back to your normal self again." Jayden said.
His brother chimed in with, "Like how things used to be."
"We miss your smile, Petal." they said together, calling her the nickname that hadn't crossed their lips since Waya leeched their memories many weeks ago.

"I miss it too..." She said, pulling away from them. She wasn't used to all this hugging. She let out a deep moist breath. She wasn't used to crying ether. "I don't know what to do now..." She said, wiping away the last of her tears.

"Come sledding with us? Maybe even to the little get together that Junior is planning with Maribel?" they suggested. "It sounds like fun, doesn't it?"
"Remember when we used to go sledding out near the woods when we were kids?"
"....How your Dad would get so pissed at how close we were to the forest?"
"Let's try to have fun like that."

She smiled and her eyes warmed again when they spoke of her father. He used to yell and snatch them back with shadows from the trees. "I remember..." She sad softly. "They're going to know something is up..." she told them. "After how I've been acting. I can't just walk in and act like everything is ok..."

"When have you ever cared what other people thought of you anyway?" Jayden asked with a shrug.
"No one will say anything." Jaden added. "Besides, you could say its' just for Maribel."

"I think I'm going to be caring a little more in the future..." She said and if it was possible her pale cheeks blushed slightly, bring a hint of healthy pink to them. "I'll come." She told them. "I'll talk to Jeremy and Junior first though... Liz might be asleep for a while. She's been working pretty hard lately..."

"That's fine... and thanks." the boys said, smiling a bit yet. They were still a bit unsure about what would happen to them from here on out...but what was done is done. "What did....that is- what happened with Eliza that led you to speak to us?"

"I..." Waya ran her fingers through her hair, pulling her hair put of the way of her tattoos, which she didn't often do. "She sort of... attacked me... with hugs, if a person could attack another person with a hug it's her... the last thing I wanted was to be touched and I kinda... fired off a twelve gauge full of emotion right into her head... It actually was quite a relief and to have someone to talk to who understood helped..."

"I doubt that is what she asked for though." The twins could only assume. Waya was a troubled girl and such a rush of emotion could seriously do damage.

"It wasn't... but it helped and I took it away after we talked... She still knows, but she knows what I knew at the time, so we still have to talk. It hit her hard, so when I took it I kinda dialed back her stress a notch or two. That's why she's asleep now. She's been sleeping less than I have. She thinks we're all counting on her to fix her machine..." Waya didn't seem at all proud of what she'd done. She sounded more than apologetic, but Liz had sort of attacked her, it still felt like the right thing to do at the time.

"It seems we all have our troubles at this school." Jayden remarked, leaning back.
"All in all... it seems that....showing you what happend was the right thing. At least, you seem relieved?" Jaden only assumed. The twins were still hesitant about Waya, this was her realm afterall.

She actually laughed and laid back in her chair as if she'd been doing manual labor all day and this was her first chance to rest. "Relieved isn't a strong enough word." She said smiling. "Imagine using your powers to carry around a five ton weight for six weeks. Then it's suddenly gone. That is what this feels like." She ran her fingers through her hair. There was still the sensation that she'd been crying, but it was comforting. "I feel like I can breath again..."

"We are glad." they said simply, offering her genuine smiles. "Should we get back to the others now before they start to worry you've killed us?"

"Time doesn't pass here like it does out there." Waya told them. "But if you don't feel like there's anything more to talk about, we can... Are you sure you don't want to talk about what happened? If anyone understands it's me..."

"It's not like it's a very fun thing to talk about." Jayden remarked.
"What do you know exactly?" asked his brother.

"I know." She told them and then when Jaden spoke she answered with "Everything..." She straightened back up in her chair and crossed her legs as she sat Indian style. "Before it felt like it was happening to me... now I feel more like a spectator... but I know what happened..." She swallowed. "I know what it did to you..."

"Well that's....unfortunate."
"And embarrassing." they said back and forth.
"You probably won't let us block that, will you?"

"I think it's more important that you can have someone to talk to..." She couldn't help but feel like this somewhat mirrored her interaction with Eliza earlier. "Someone who knows how you feel..."

"Do you understand why those things were done to us?" Jayden asked, not sure how much information Waya had mustered from his twin's memory.

"They're ashamed of you..." Waya told them. "Sex is... it's more than just procreation on Aztrentos... it's politics... He almost hoped to fuck the human out of you..."

"Ah yea... thank's for putting that so lightly." Jayden shook his head and crossed his arms, not to pleased with that remark. Though, he didn't want to talk about it at all to begin with.
Jaden didn't say anything. He merely leaned back and bit his lip, too ashamed to even speak. Sure, she was right... sex isn't just sex and that same aspect of Aztrentian still flowed through their veins. Still... it was awkward to talk to someone about it so openly. The boys only ever shared their emotions with one another. Bringing a third person is was... challenging.

"I'm sorry..." Waya told him. "It's sick... what he did to you... Like some kind of twisted fetish hentai. No one should ever have to go through all that..." She wanted to hug them again, but resisted the urge. "It's amazing that you guys can even function... you're stronger than I was..."

"We've had to deal with it for a while now... since they found out about Mom and Dad." Jaden explained, chiming in meekly.
"And we have each other... you didn't have anyone." Jayden added.

"I've got you now..." Waya said softly. There was still what she'd gone through with George. The three of them had both been held against their will, systematically raped for weeks on end. They had even more in common than they thought they had.

They sighed, "Sorry Petal, it's just hard to suddenly be open about this sort of thing."
Jaden shrugged and added, "We've just been pretending it never happened..which... is harder to do now that someone else knows."

"I don't think it's healthy to act like it never happened..." Waya told them. "But you probably need closure... if it was me I'd want payback... but it's not like we can rush off to Aztrentose and slap your uncle around..."

"They probably are somewhat expecting that. Not to mention, it would most likely break the partnership between both planets." Jaden explained wisely.
"We just have to deal with it. Mom would have been the only one to make them back off." Jaden crossed his arms and scowled.

"She was good at that kind of stuff wasn't she?" Waya said. "She could see a teapot and think it were the highlight of Earth technology and at the same time negotiate a peace treaty between two planets." Their mother had been often strange, but brilliant at times. Waya couldn't once remember seeing her angry or stressed. She always had a smile for everyone no matter what was going on.

"Hey now..teapots ARE pretty awesome." Jaden joked, the twins both smirking slightly. It was sad that their Mom and Dad were gone...but what hurt the most was that everyone was acting as if they were still alive.
“How long do you think Eliza will keep at it?”

Waya smiled at Jaden's joke and for a moment understood that they would be ok. They had much longer to deal with what had happened to them and likt they had said, they had each other. "As long as it takes." She said answering his question. "They almost had it complete on Astroid M..." She felt bad about how they'd been unable to part the machine from the explosive.

"Complete? Really Waya?" Jayden asked, a bit ruder than he had anticipated.
"It's not that it matters if it's complete or not...she won't be able to bring people back from the-" Jaden stopped himself, figuring Waya still thought there was a chance their parents were alive, "Anyway- it's just... too slim that it would work and anything will happen."

Waya's eyes narrowed at them, it didn't sound at all as if they had any hope what so ever. "Yeah, nearly complete." She said, in a countering attitude. "There were a team of experts working on the thing with her. She's not the only one to build a device to access another dimension. The technology has basis, it's finding the right dimension that's the hard part. That's what I've been trying to do for all this time in the danger room. Trying to help narrow down the options when the time comes.

"Oh right... another dimension..." Jayden scoffed yet again, "You guys believe that based on what now?" It was clear he was getting irritated. All this talk as if their parents would just walk through that door any day now made him sick. It was enough to mourn... but to live with a bunch of people who refused to face facts?! THAT was the hardest part.

"That's what Spot's powers did." Waya told them, trying to explain rather than get pissed... Which was odd for her. "It was all in Hank's logs before the team went out. Afterwards Reed Richards confirmed that based on interdenominational residue left behind at the scene. Even Doctor Strange said they were still alive, but his magic couldn't reach them. That it was up to us to find them... You don't really believe they're dead do you?"

The boys spoke in unison, "Yes."

"The Sorcerer Supreme himself told us that they were still alive." Waya told them. How could they not believe Doctor Strange?

"They were when they were declared missing.... how can you be so sure, Waya?"
"How can you KNOW that they are all just hunky dory in some sort of fucked up, hostile environment in another dimension?!"
"It's been almost a YEAR!"
The twins were getting a bit worked up. How could everyone be so hopeful?! They were the fucking xmen for crying out loud... no way ANYTHING could hold them for that long. All of this didn't help the fact that the boys and Rhydian ran into an old photo album when taking out the Christmas gear. It was just the icing on the cake of how stupid Eliza and the rest of the team was to think their parents were just going to prance in any day now...or that some machine could do it.

"I..." Waya didn't know what to say. They were obviously having a hard time with all this. Harder it seemed than they were handling what Omanti had done to them. "I have to..." She told them. "I have to believe they're still alive... if they're not... What else is there?"

"What else is there?" they repeated, not sure what she was getting at.
A bit anxious, they got up from their seat. Jayden spoke first, "Life! Living....mourning then moving on..."
"Not wasting our lives away and holding onto a small glimmer of hope that Mom and Dad are still alive!" Jaden added.
The twin's voices were louder now, upset and disturbed. Their eyes were watering now but they held them in their eyes by not blinking for as long as they could."Everyone in this fucking school has been depressed and in a state of limbo since it happened!"
"If you guys would just face facts that they are NEVER coming back...MAYBE everyone can move on instead of living in some fucked up fantasy!"

Waya sat quietly, letting them vent. Though she disagreed with them 100%, they needed to relieve stress somehow. So she let them. When they finished the best thing she had to say was, "I can feel it..." She said softly. "Dad always said we had a telepathic bond that linked us. Him, Mom and me... I've felt it break once when they were on a mission. I thought they were dead then... I haven't felt it again..."

They weren't convinced. "Well that's just swell, but there is no guarantee the others are alive!" Surely they were glad Waya had a small sliver of hope, but no one else could have that sort of gratitude.

"I know it's hard..." Waya told them. "But I need to believe... I need to believe for the others too... If you guys need to move on... it's ok, but the rest of us need to have hope. Just... try not to discourage the others. They feel that they've something more to fight for than some cause dreamed up by a guy who's been gone for thirty years."

"Do you know what it feels like to try and forget about it.. .to try and move on only to have everyone around you constantly talking about it?!"
"If not talking about it... walking around all depressed and lonely... or even spending all hours working on some stupid machine that will NEVER work?!" they were shouting now and tears could no louder stay in their lids. The salty water streamed down their cheeks as they tensed their fists shut.

"I never said forget." Waya told them. "Just... Don't stomp on the others... You don't have to worry about Phin, Jeremy and Maribele... But the least you can do is not trample all over everyone elses hopes. What's the harm in letting them believe?"

Their eyes tensed and they cast their eyes away from her in a scowl, looking in opposite directions. How could she understand what it was like to live with people who kept trying to bring their dead parents back to life.

"I'm sorry..." Waya said sensing a hint of the emotions they were feeling. "Maybe I'll talk to them... dile back the intensity a little..."

"Forget it."
"Don't even bother."
"You guys can keep your delusions... but we aren't going to stick around forever, waiting for our parents to be zapped back into existence." It was hardly a threat...just a matter of fact actually. They couldn't stay in the mansion forever of course, none of them could and they were getting to an age of maturity where one would want to leave and gain some more independence...not that they didn't already have enough of it. The twins just really wanted to move on and be done with it.

"Why are you so hostile all of a sudden?" Waya asked. She'd been perfectly calm thru out this discussion, which was yet again very unlike her.

The way she called them out for their behavior made them ease. Jaden wiped his eyes with a sleeve while they said, "Sorry Petal....we got a bit worked up." They bowed their heads properly like true princes would do. "Let's drop the subject..." they trailed off. No good would come to it anyhow.

"Let's go sledding." She said suddenly. "Like you said, a little fun will make us all feel better."

"Hopefully it will all be uphill from here." the twins said. Their frustrations with the group's inability to move on was one thing, but they were both very pleased that Waya seemed more...herself now. No more of the brooding, angry Waya that had brought them into the shadow realm. She would leave a different person and they were thankful for that. "Hopefully now you will eat our meals rather than kicking them all over the hallway."

"I'm sorry about that..." Waya said honestly. "Actually I'm kinda hungry at the moment... I've not really been eating..."

"We know." the twins said. They looked thoughtful for a moment and offered her their hands to help her stand up from the seat. "What would you like tonight? Anything you want, just name it."

"I don't care as long as it's food..." Waya said, taking their hands as they offered them. The chair seat thing that had been beneath them flitted away in smoke like shadow. She reached towards the cluster of starlight pinpricks and pulled them to her, flipping though like the pages of a book, she looked for the kitchen. "If you wanna fix something I can go talk to who I need to talk to before we go sledding."

"Oh you wanted something now? We can do that for you....it won't be as extravagant though." they said, wanting to go sledding with the others as well. "And thanks... we would rather not be there when you tell the others the truth about what happened. I just hope they believe you and don't think we hypnotized you."

"I'm sure that'll come up." Waya told them, opening the kitchen portal so they could step through. "I'll take care of it... probably best to start with Junior..."

The twins exhaled with a sigh. "We just can't believe it's finally going to be over." Since their noble choice to keep the secret from Waya, they had gradually been losing close friends. Junior was one of their closest friends growing up after all. Maybe he would come to understand why the twins did what they did and forgive them? The boys jumped out of the portal into the kitchen, "We'll catch up with you."

She nodded and let them out in the school kitchen before beginning her search for Junior. She found him in the school garden


The floor came rushing up at everyone as Waya opened the portal and they came through. The landing was much rougher than any of them remember from previous trips in here with her. She was standing between the twins when they came, but that didn't last long. She struck the ground between them and was out instantly. It was wholly dark in here save for the lights in the corners and on the floor that signified the shadows of the control room. Through these pools of light they could see their friends, inverted as they secured the control room.

Junior hadn't expected such a hard trip and fell over into Maribel, causing them both to strike the ground hard.

The twins also fell to the ground on either side of Waya and groaned, "Fuck!" They winced and began sitting up only to find a knocked out Waya between them, "Oh shit... oh shit..." Jayden said and patted her cheek lightly, "Waya?" he called.

Maribel tried to protect her landing with her arm, but that was definitely the wrong thing to do. With Junior landing on top of it with her, there was a SNAP and Maribel started crying and spasming for him to get off.

George was probably the only person to twist and land perfectly once they arrived, standing completely still until he heard the snap and the cry out from Maribel. He moved at once, lifting Junior quickly from her and placing him on the ground beside them. "Where does it hurt?" he asked as he began to scan her.

Eliza landed roughly, grunting but unharmed. She didn't like drops. She hoped that they would be able to get out of here... Though by the sound of a snap and Waya slumping over, she wasn't so sure that would happen right now.

Waya didn't respond to the twins. She was out cold and that meant the others were going to have to keep the control room secure longer until she woke enough to get them out of here. Her miscalculation put the others in more danger.

"Oh god, Mari I'm sorry." Junior exclaimed once he realized what happened. He stood on his knees beside her and gently turned her by her shoulder so George could get a better look at her arm.

What was left of Kale started beeping and moving about, trying to transform and opened up it's "bed tray" It sensed pain and was trying to immediately respond to it.

The twins checked Waya's vitals and relayed to Eliza with the others, "She's just fainted." they concluded.

Maribel kept her arm close to her body and rocked back and forth. She was hissing in pain, having never broken a boen in her life before. It felt awful. Worse yet, her arm was already swelling.

"That's... good..." Eliza said before looking around at Maribel "She is.... in a less good state."

George frowned, shifting his head slightly as he looked at the wound "Broken arm... we need a bandage."

"Well gee- let me grab one OUT OF THIN FUCKING AIR!" Jayden snapped harshly, but it was mostly just from being upset with their situation and Waya's condition.

"I can sort of help aid the healing." Junior said, "But not till it's set with a splint... There has to be something around here..." He went to George's back to where Kale was and tried to salvage a bit of the cordage he'd used to make a net for Kale. "Sorry buddy..." he told Kale and pried a bit of metal from his outer casing. Thankfully it was purely cosmetic and he returned hopefully with materials enough for a splint.

Maribel was on the 'ground' and was firmly cradeling her injured arm. It was swollen even more now and the pain was unrelenting.

"Maribel." George said, kneeling beside her "I'm sorry, but we're going to have to splint this without any anaesthetic. We can try to knock you out if you want, but it won't be comfortable when you wake up."

Junior looked at the twins. "Hypnotize her." He said. "Shut off her ability to feel pain."

The twins looked at one another, then Jayden stood up and walked over. He was stopped from the stretchy web on his waist, needing his brother and Waya to come nearer.
Seeing this, Jaden scooped his arms under Waya and carefully lifted her up and followed his brother over. She was a tiny thing and it was no trouble at all to hold her like this.
Jayden went to Maribel, who scooted away from him, protecting herself. As a lover would, he carefully cupped her cheek in his hand and whispered, "Don't worry love... it won't hurt." With a seductive smile, one would think he was going in to kiss her next. Instead, he pulled back and Maribel's vice grip on her arm loosened and she appeared not so threatened.

Suddenly there cam a loud bang from no where in particular. In the control room someone had banged on the exterior door, trying to get in. Anyone who cared to investigate could look through any of the pools of light on the floor and "walls"

Junior jumped at the sound and left the splint materials with George. He began looking into the pools of light, looking for what must have made the sound. He knew their were animals in here, but with Waya present they should be ok.

Eliza looked around at everyone else, George, who was most likely to be the guy who sacrificed himself for the team, was being useful by helping make the splint. So she gave a small sigh, closed her eyes, and made her way carefully over towards the nearest pool of light. She hoped this didn't hurt. She looked into it, cautiously.

What Junior and Eliza saw were sort of mirrored versions of the control room beneath them. As if looking from the floor up Liz could see Phinagin with his helmet down. Junior had chosen a shadow on the wall, a sort of wedge cast by a bit of equipment. He could see the back of Rhydian's Head.

"Hey, hey I found Rhydian!" Junior called. "Liz, come see if you can talk to him while I help Mari."

"You think we can get out of this shadow with Waya knocked out?" asked Jaden, not really knowing for sure.

"Maybe if Spiral's body can create a portal." Eliza said before going over to the portal Junior was at and sticking her head through.

"I don't think that's how it works." Junior said, thumping on the portal of light as if the surface was thick glass. "I mean... if it were your average dimension yeah but this place is strictly Smith Territory... As far as we know only Waya and her dad can move around here."

"I think you have a point. Otherwise why would Waya always threaten to toss people in here if they could just walk out?" asked Jayden.

"Because she like to scare people." Junior said. "Remember when she got lost in here when we were kids... and her mom flipped out..."

"Yeah... I think we are kinda screwed til Waya here wakes up." Jaden said, looking down at the sleepy girl in his arms.

"Should I just... slap the wall or something?" Eliza asked, slapping her hands against the white splotch she was looking into.

"Try talking to him." Junior said. "She said we might be able to communicate with the others while we're here.

"Right, that... should be it." george said, frowning at the splinted arm "I suggest that the twins keep her... sedated, while she tries to avoid touching anything that might make the split worse."

"If it's straight I can apply energy to the break and help it heal." Junior said, finding Mari's silent complacency as George set the wound mildly disturbing.

Maribel hadn't really felt the bone shift in her arm. She felt the push and pressure, but pain was minimal. She appeared a bit more concerned at how her arm looked rather than how it felt. When George was done and Junior came near to help, she signed 'thank you' to both of them.

"Hey Jayden... you don't think you could like... go into Waya's subconsouce, could you?" asked Jaden.
"Dude... you know we don't work like Mom did." Jayden replied, talking about Kari in past tense. "I... don't think I can hypnotize anyone knocked out."

Junior smiled. "You're welcome. Now just get comfortable, I can help heal your arm but it'll take a while."

Rhydian's voice echoed strangely through the portal Eliza was looking through. "Is someone there?"

"Rhydian?" Eliza said, slapping at the portal again to make another thud "It's us. We're... in Waya's dimension! But she's passed out!" She was talking loudly, trying to let Rhydian hear.

"Liz?" Rhydian's voice asked, after a moment his face appeared before her in the portal. "Sorry to be blunt, but wake her up."

"She's passed out PROPERLY. Exhausted herself." Eliza pointed out with a little frown, looking around "The twins are trying, but... it just doesn't look good."

"Shit." Rhydian replied and looked away a moment. His voice was muffled as he spoke to the others. He scratched his head a moment, then turned back to talk to Eliza. "You guys'll be safe there at least...Maybe..maybe an energy transfer though? If Junior's not too busy?"

Junior looked at Maribel. His hands hovered over her arm, emitting energy the same way he could do for Waya. "I'm an idiot..." he said. "I never even thought of it."

Maribel pulled her arm away from him and gestured with her head that he should go aid Waya now.

"If you do not have enough energy, I should store more than enough." George pointed out, moving a little closer to Waya.

"Trying it now." Eliza called through.

"I might need it." Junior told George. He himself had been pretty wiped out earlier. He approached Jaden and said, "Give her to me. On the odd chance you accidentally get some of what I'm trying to give her."

(wrong twin)
"Maybe we should put her down." Jaden said, not wanting Junior to overdo it and end up passing out or something stupid.

"Be careful..." Rhydian spoke through the portal

"Good idea." Junior said, helping Jaden lay her down. Her skin was cold to the touch, but it was usually cold. Still, seeing Waya out cold like this was nerve-wracking. She was always the center for the group. The one who kept them together.

Waya was lowered down to the 'ground' or whatever it was they were standing on. Thank goodness for Maribel's webbing that none of them could get separated.

"Ok... um... Never done this to an unconscious person..." Junior confessed and rubbed his hands together in the same fashion as the twin's father when he began to manifest flame. Energy glowed between his hands and he placed one hand on her chest and the other on her belly.

"We'll be there soon guys." Eliza called through the shadow wall, sounding a little worried about this.

"Is it working?" Jayden asked, leaning over to watch as Junior did his thing.

"I don't know..." Junior said softly. "I've not tried this under these conditions. She's exhausted... She's not used to teleporting so many people so often. It used to just be the six of us... that was about her limit..."

George stepped forward towards Junior "Perhaps you should utilise my own power source? I was given a recharge barely a few hours ago, and I have much stored up. You could take as much as you desire."

Junior looked up at George, a being that he still pretty much hated less than eight hours ago. He looked back to the unconscious Waya and realized that she needed more than he could give her. "You'll have to tell me when to stop." he warned George. "I can't gauge what you have left... and if I go too far... I might not want to stop."

"I should be fine." George said with a nod, moving to sit down on the floor "And I have resided in this place before. I can survive in here if you must leave me behind."

"Let's hope that doesn't happen." Junior said and removing his hands from Waya, placed them on george's chest. With a bracing breath he began to draw energyfrom George's batteries.

There was certainly an exceptional amount of power within George's batteries, he just stood there, whirring softly as Junior pulled energy from him. After a pause, and rather a lot of energy, he said "Perhaps you should slow now Junior?"

Junior's hair had gone from it's natural black to bright clean glowing white as his father's often did when he pulled in too much energy. Junior really didn't want to let go, but what his father lacked in willpower, Junior made up for. He released George and placed his hands on Waya again.

Waya jerked, her spine arching involuntarily as Junior began dumping energy into her body.


"I hope this works..." George admitted as he watched her, his lights seeming a little dimmer than before. He would look worried if he had a face right now...

Junior jumped when Waya jerked and almost let go of her, but surely that was a good sign.

Less than a minute later Waya jerked again, but this time awake and away from Junior. She pulled away, doubling over as every nerve in her body seemed on fire. "Fff-uck..." She groaned, shaking, trying to stand and falling to her knees again. "Th-the f-fuck d-did you d-d- t-t-to me?" She asked, very jittery and jerky.

"You over exerted yourself." George told her with a little frown, looking down at Kale's head in a bag "We need you to get people out of here. I'm sorry."

"Can you port us out of here?" Jayden asked, wrapping an arm around her shoulders to prevent her from falling.
"We can carry you if you faint again." Jaden reminded.

Waya flinched away from Jayden. "D-don't touch me..." She said, shying away from him. "Ff... f-uck this man... D-don't ever do this to me again..." She was shaking, looking at her hands as they trembled in front of her.

"I'm sorry." Junior said. "I've never done it to someone who's exhausted. I might have given you too much."

"You think!?" Waya balked. "F-fix it... m-make this go away..."

Eliza looked around, looking a little worried "Waya... Waya, I know you're freaking out, I know you're worried about the energy we just put in you, but we need to get out of here. Now."

"No... no, wait." Junior said, approaching Waya, reaching for her. "If I gave her too much it's like she's overdosing on speed or something. Just let me take a little back."

Waya nodded, still shaking, she held still, trying not to flinch away from Junior as he cupped his hands on both her cheeks.

The twins backed off as per her request but wished they could help in this situation.

Maribel stayed out of the way as usual, feeling just as useless.

"Oh shit..." Junior said, feeling her skin. "I gave you wan too much. I'm sorry, Waya..." He began to draw energy from her as he had from George.

"J-just f-fix it..." Waya said, trembling, trying not to shake more than she had to.

"Guys! Hurry!" Eliza called from the portal "I think Jeremy just opened the portal on the other side. We need to get over there... NOW."

"I'm trying." Junior said. "This isn't an exact science you know."

Maribel could feel her fangs salivating in her mouth from anxiety. It was going to be close... Waya had to snap out of it.

Beneath Junior's hands he could feel Waya calming. She'd gone from trembling, to lightly shivering and now had stopped completely. Her heart rate was still up but she took his hands. "Ok... I... I think you can stop now."

"We must move, quickly." George said, feeling more than a bit drained as he watched her.

"Ok... you know all how this works." Junior said, piking up Maribelle. "The closer the better." he pulled George towards Waya with his tail, encouraging everyone else to gather around. He could give George back some of his energy once they were safe.

The twins moved in and wrapped arms around one another and the group.

Eliza moved over to them at once, grabbing hold of Junior's shoulders and pressing in close. She didn't even bother to talk to Rhydian, they had to get out of there quickly.

Waya drew one of the portals of light to her and inspected it, making sure it was where they needed to go. "Ok..." She said, taking a deep breath. A second later everything around them was darkness and they appeared in Spiral's control room