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Paige raced down an alley, a darklighter not too far ahead of her. As she ran, she held out her hand. "Crossbow!"
The darklighter stopped and turned when the crossbow vanished from his hands. Paige tried to aim it, but at that moment, the darklighter tossed up a coin. A high-pitched ring erupted.
Paige lowered the crossbow and looked about her. The windows of the bordering buildings shattered. The garbage cans shook with the fire-escapes. "Chris!" Paige screamed. A swirl of blue lights appeared next to her. "Yea, what do you need?" He said once he formed.
Before she could explain the situation, a sharp scream muted everything. Paige and Chris fell to their knees, their hands over their ears. Chris looked up and saw a pale, pale woman with the lightest hair he'd ever seen scream beside the darklighter. Slowly, he took his hands away from his ears - it seemed as if the Darklighter was saying something. Big mistake - the creature's scream seemed to get only worse. Immediately, Chris clasped his ears once more. But the loud sound still spun inside his head. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying anything to just get rid of it.
It seemed his wish came true. The darklighter and the creature had disappeared and the screams slowly ebbed away from the air. "Okay, what - or who, I guess - was that?" Paige snapped as she helped Chris up.
"I don't know." Chris replied. When he stood up, he wobbled and leaned against Paige for a moment.
"Woah, you okay, hotshot?" When Chris's hand touched Paige's shoulder - exposed by her tank-top - she hissed. "Or coldshot?"
"Yea, just a little woozy." Chris replied.
"Woozy?" Paige laughed. "Come on, let's get you back to the Manor." Paige grabbed his hand - ignoring the sheer iciness of it and orbed them to the house.