Nan turned screaming his throat raw, a mixture of fear and what the hell was going on filled the heated room. The air was heavy pressing against him, sucking the breath from his lungs. His hands were numb as he pounded on the door.
Gabriella watched with her head tilted and a malicious look on her face, grinning. The tips of her canines were slipping over her dry lower lip. She listened to his heart trying to escape his chest, his blood overloading his arteries with nowhere to run, the sound of his fingers breaking as he drove them against the metal door.
She mocked him with a surprised look on her face as the locks clicked.
"Help me…" His voice cracked as a sense of relief filled his body, seeing the door open, the cool outside air rushing into the room. He quickly looked over as he pushed himself through the two guards, who were trying to pull him to safety, Caught in her glare, searing pain sliced through their heads.
"Crap…" She quickly brought her chin down, covering the side of her face with her hand, "what the hell was that…" She quickly glanced as him disappeared and the door slammed shut.
She closed her eyes, shaking her head, taking a long deep breath. She sat on the edge of the warm, wet examining table; beads of perspiration drew wet lines tracing her body as they slowly disappeared into the ether.
She slipped off the table, her feet hitting the floor with a wet smack then sank into it like a soft thick mud. She didn't say anything, puzzled, looking down at the floor as she felt a slip between her toes, the heat softening the metal floor. She raised her foot, it let out a soft sucking noise refusing to let go of it, the popped as it became free. She started walking listening to the muds deep wet smack. She stopped, standing with her back straight, she slowly raised her arm; her fingers extended tapping the florescent light cover.
She grinned; her eyes still close, tapping the light cover. "Let's see if this works…"
Her head was no longer hurting from when she caught his gaze, the small back of the head pain gone. She sighed, then opened her mouth sucking in the hot air into her throat and then into her lungs.
The air around her feet swirled, slowly circulating around her ankles raising up her legs the hot air shimmering, waving, like a small mirage as the perspiration cooled sending chills up her legs, following the air as it snaked up her body. She curled the ends of her lips feeling its cooling effect around her hips then to her waist up her belly, slipping between her breasts swirling around them, her nipples pebbled. Then it rose up her chest to her throat, the chill spreading throughout her body like a welcoming cool breeze during the hot summer. She thought of deep cool forests, streams flowing splashing as it spills over her body. She took a long breath, feeling it crawling up her body like a long-lost lover, cupping, caressing her cheeks then her eyes, flowing up her arm towards the florescent light, sliding around her wrist, her fingers then swirled, pressing pushing against light cover. Then a spark, flash and a brilliant methane blue flame rushed feeding across the glass cover. The bright, white tubes quickly turned black and exploded. The heat consumed the shards, dripping slowly towards the floor.
Gabriella lifted her foot from the soft mud of the metal floor than the other, moving back she opened her eyes watching it ooze down suspended from the ceiling, hanging in the air falling towards the floor. It cooled forming a clear smooth stalactite hanging from the ceiling. She gazed as she moved around it, the glass reflecting the swirling methane that was now the color of her skin.
She stood, in front of the door, placing her hand by the lock and slowly pushed her hand into the metal. It glowed, growing hotter, her palm against the metal, slowly yielding. Her hand slipped inside, pushing it outward then turning a thick glowing reddish orange as the door slowly opened.
She closed her eyes feeling the cool air rush into the room. The chill rose up across her skin bringing a smile of relief. She swallowed what little saliva she could create, barely clenching her thirst.
She had to get to Katrina. She would be able to help her. The words running wild repeated in her mind, her powers would overload her body. That's what the runes did; they controlled the flow of her power. The same runes that were burned into Gabriella's body controlled her power, an organic fail safe system to regulate the flow of energy. She was standing naked by the door, the swirling wind struggling to keep her cool. The perspiration returned beading across her skin then slowly dripped following the lines of her body. No enchanted cloth wrapped around her breast or hips, no enchanted runes burned into her flesh. Her dark eyes watered as she pulled her lip into her mouth. She listened hearing the repetitive flashes of the florescent lights outside the door, the murmur of voices from the other cells. Nan was yelling for help, the sounds of his shoes hitting the floor. The rapid beating of her own heart struggling, straining to help cool her body.
The air swirled around her, the methane flames rose up across her body, pulling in the air around her, the flames growing stronger, wider feeding on the metal walls of the room. She stepped out into the hallway as she closed her eyes.
The hallway exploded, echoing with the sound of shots flying through the air, striking against whirlwinds of blue flames, bouncing off the walls, ceiling, and tumbling across the floor, rolling to a stop. The rounds were twisted, deformed from the intense heat and wind.
She took a deep breath, inhaling the air and fire mixture, curling her lips. The feeling was euphoric as it filled her lungs. She knew what to do, it was instinctive now. The wanting, the need, and the pleasure that would now drive her, runes or no runes she liked the feeling, the pleasure that pulsed through her body. She has to get to Katrina.
She held her arms out to her side, fingers spread like claws, the flames swirling around them. She inhaled taking in more, raising her chin, her chest grew as she arched her back. Then she exhaled, screaming as she clenched her fist tight, her fingernails cutting her flesh, the blood seeping past her fingers letting the rage explode from her throat.
It rushed through the hallway, pushing the air, lifting, throwing the guards, weapons, and shattered glass, piercing, tumbling projectiles that fell to the floor, scattering along the ground slamming against the concrete wall at the end of the hallway.
A low thrumming growl vibrated deep in her throat, tickling her flesh. She opened her eyes, nodding her approval. The ceiling had collapsed, supports, air ducts, live wires sparked as it swung through the air, the ground littered with debris.
She could hear the moaning of the guards and those still held in the cells. She sighed, slowly smiling then her hand twitched.
"No…" The word flashed through her mind, "not now…"
Her body seized, the pain crushing her, like a large hand wrapped around her body tightening as her arms and legs tremble like dead leaves in a quick wind. In her belly a hot pain grew expanding to her chest.
"No…" She strained, her eyes welling up in tears, "please… Not now…" The perspiration turned to a sweat as it drowned her body running to the floor.
"Gotta… Cool… Down…"
She flinched as tremors ran through her body thrusting, twisting itself like a rope strained tight then it snapped. Her arms flung to her side, a large powerful hot wave oscillated from her body like a radar wave forcing its way through the air, bending the walls, the floor and ceilings into a large misshaped oval.
The ground shook like a small earthquake as it rumbled down the hallway. The pathway glowed, turning reds and yellows as a heat wave encompassed the entire area and slowly melted. It bubbled and popped like burning cheese on a skillet, dripping, falling to the ground. The floor turned soft like a thick mud, the steam rising from the ground.
She dropped to the ground, pressing against the soft heated floor. She slowly rose up, kneeling, resting her forearm on one knee, closing her eyes. She could feel her lungs burning, as the dark skin of her knees and legs rested comfortably on the fluxing floor. She took a breath it was heavy and her body hurt as her heart tried to burst through her chest.
"Fine…" She spoke in a broken breath as she struggled to her feet, "gotta run…"
She nodded as she focused on the door at the end of the hallway. She stood then drove her legs into the soft surface running, the sounds of her feet being sucked into and pulled out of a soft mud filling her ears as the ceiling dripped with hot thick liquid like a summer rain.