"Alex!"
Alexandra screaming, grabbing onto Clark more. She saw Justin walking towards her, menacing green eyes. He was coming for her. He was calling for her. "Clark, help, you need to get me out of here!" she yelled, stepping away from the approaching boy. She icouldn't/i go back, not when she was so close to Clark again. Alex couldn't let go this time. She looked back into Clark's eyes, they warmly staring back. Just as she remembered. He was iexactly/i the same. Something was wrong. Why was Clark wearing the same clothes as yesterday?
Clark started walking away, motioning for her to go to. "Come on. We can get away from Justin."
Alex looked to her side, seeing Justin standing there. Waiting for something to happen. Why was Justin wearing the same clothes he had yesterday? Both Clark and Justin were wearing exactly what she had remembered seeing them in last. Realization overcame Alex. Clark was not Clark, and that Justin was not there. He was just mirage.
"Alex, hurry!" yelled Clark.
Alex Mercer looked at Clark. "No." she stated, taking a step back. "Get away from me, Justin.
Clark's eyes flashed green, and a wicken grin came accross his face. "So you aren't as stupid as I thought you were."
Fear gripped Alex. She had fallen into a trap. "Help!" she cried out, to the crowd. None took notice. Then Alex realized that Justin was probably feeding them some sort of illusion. Alex looked over to the second Justin who was still staring at her, blankly. Who was that? Was that even a real person, or just a completely illusion?
"We had a deal, Alex. You just decided to break it."
Alex shook her head. There was nowhere to go. Justin had her, and could now justify himself to slaughter an entire town. "Justin, no." she said. "Don't."
He shook his head, pretending to look sad. "I don't want to. It has to be done, I have no choice."
"That's bullshit!" cried Alex.
She had lied to him. Clark realized that now. She was involved with someone. Kent watched blankly as he saw Alex makeout with some guy in the middle of the crowd that were whispering and pointing. Clark couldn't pull his eyes of off Alex, he was almost hypnotized. How could he have been so naive?
He continued watching, completely trapped in the illusionary world.
"Why can't you just leave me the hell alone?"
"You belong to me..."
Alex's eyes widened. "You don't really believe that, do you?" she asked, in disbelief.
Justin smiled. "Why not? I'm stronger. I'm a god. You're weaker, I can make you do things. It's just nature, Alex, you can't fight what's normal."
"I can't fight you? Fine, Justin. I'm going to end this!" she said, charging for Justin.
The brother just laughed, quickly raising his hands above his head in a large swinging motion.
Alex's feet left the ground, and her stomach churned as she was flipped upside down. She stopped in midair, an upside down school in her view.
Justin looked above him, seeing his sister under his complete control.
'Think, Alex, think...' she though, trying to think of something. How many people were here? Over thirty? Alex could only make simaltanious illusions for a handfull of people, not thirty. She knew Justin could do more, but what kind of strain must that be? Maybe he could be attacked now.
Alex closed her eyes, focusing on Justin. She started cursing to herself. She thought of all of those things Justin had done to her, all of those times he violated her. She directed all of that at Justin, in one quick mental blow.
Clark blinked as a wave of nasua passed over him. Suddenly Alex wasn't with another man. There was somebody else though... Justin? He was in the middle of the crowd, started to yell out. He fell to the ground. Clark watched as a figure above him appeared, falling headfirst to the ground. It took Clark far longer than normal to piece together what was happening, and what he needed to do.
Kent used his super speed to catch the falling figure, who Justin had held. What had just happened? Clark took a look at the fallen person, relieved to see it was Alex. "Alex!" Clark exclaimed.
Alex looked up at him, filling with fear. She closed her eyes.
Clark screamed, his mind filling with an impossibly intense pain. He dropped alex, taking a few steps back before falling to the ground. Why was she doing this to him?
Justin sat on the ground, watching behind Alex as she intensly focus on Clark. Justin just smiled as she slowly killed the boy. 'That's it, Alex.' he thought. He was surprised at just how much pain the girl had inflicted on him, but it was nothing compared to what he could do. He could re-establish an illusion at any point, but he wanted to see her expression when she found out she had killed Clark and that he, Justin, was still alive and kicking.
"Alex, no!" yelled Clark, unable to move. "Alex... stop... it's me..."
Everyone in the crowd was staring at Alex and Clark, wondering what was happening to the boy. It looked like he was having a severe migrain.
Clark now had to consciously force himself to breath. He couldn't move much else, the boy was spralling on the ground.
Everyone else around him felt pain when they came near him, no none could offer help.
"Alex... stop... it's me..."
Alexandra stopped. "You're going to pay!" she screamed.
'She thinks I'm Justin...' thought Clark. How could he prove to her that he wasn't Justin? That he wasn't just an illusion? Kent couldn't think of a way. He couldn't stop Alex from killing him.
Alex focused harder. She started sensing his thoughts... pain. Great pain. Justin still held onto the illusion of Clark, feeding Alex thoughts to try and make her stop. But she wouldn't.
Clark rolled on the ground, to his side, screaming in pain. He tried to block her out, telling her to stop. But he couldn't, she was too strong.
Faster. Faster! She had to kill Justin before she let him retaliate. Though Alex had to admit she was having difficulty attacking the image of Clark. But she Justin would do anything in order to get what he wanted, the least of which fool her again with petty mindgames. She dug deeper into the figure's mind, trying to twist every nerve she could. Justin had done so much to so many people. This was the only way to stop him. Alex would set fire to everyone of his thoughts. She would burn everything! Everything until the bastard's mind was nothing but ashes.
Alexandra screaming, grabbing onto Clark more. She saw Justin walking towards her, menacing green eyes. He was coming for her. He was calling for her. "Clark, help, you need to get me out of here!" she yelled, stepping away from the approaching boy. She icouldn't/i go back, not when she was so close to Clark again. Alex couldn't let go this time. She looked back into Clark's eyes, they warmly staring back. Just as she remembered. He was iexactly/i the same. Something was wrong. Why was Clark wearing the same clothes as yesterday?
Clark started walking away, motioning for her to go to. "Come on. We can get away from Justin."
Alex looked to her side, seeing Justin standing there. Waiting for something to happen. Why was Justin wearing the same clothes he had yesterday? Both Clark and Justin were wearing exactly what she had remembered seeing them in last. Realization overcame Alex. Clark was not Clark, and that Justin was not there. He was just mirage.
"Alex, hurry!" yelled Clark.
Alex Mercer looked at Clark. "No." she stated, taking a step back. "Get away from me, Justin.
Clark's eyes flashed green, and a wicken grin came accross his face. "So you aren't as stupid as I thought you were."
Fear gripped Alex. She had fallen into a trap. "Help!" she cried out, to the crowd. None took notice. Then Alex realized that Justin was probably feeding them some sort of illusion. Alex looked over to the second Justin who was still staring at her, blankly. Who was that? Was that even a real person, or just a completely illusion?
"We had a deal, Alex. You just decided to break it."
Alex shook her head. There was nowhere to go. Justin had her, and could now justify himself to slaughter an entire town. "Justin, no." she said. "Don't."
He shook his head, pretending to look sad. "I don't want to. It has to be done, I have no choice."
"That's bullshit!" cried Alex.
She had lied to him. Clark realized that now. She was involved with someone. Kent watched blankly as he saw Alex makeout with some guy in the middle of the crowd that were whispering and pointing. Clark couldn't pull his eyes of off Alex, he was almost hypnotized. How could he have been so naive?
He continued watching, completely trapped in the illusionary world.
"Why can't you just leave me the hell alone?"
"You belong to me..."
Alex's eyes widened. "You don't really believe that, do you?" she asked, in disbelief.
Justin smiled. "Why not? I'm stronger. I'm a god. You're weaker, I can make you do things. It's just nature, Alex, you can't fight what's normal."
"I can't fight you? Fine, Justin. I'm going to end this!" she said, charging for Justin.
The brother just laughed, quickly raising his hands above his head in a large swinging motion.
Alex's feet left the ground, and her stomach churned as she was flipped upside down. She stopped in midair, an upside down school in her view.
Justin looked above him, seeing his sister under his complete control.
'Think, Alex, think...' she though, trying to think of something. How many people were here? Over thirty? Alex could only make simaltanious illusions for a handfull of people, not thirty. She knew Justin could do more, but what kind of strain must that be? Maybe he could be attacked now.
Alex closed her eyes, focusing on Justin. She started cursing to herself. She thought of all of those things Justin had done to her, all of those times he violated her. She directed all of that at Justin, in one quick mental blow.
Clark blinked as a wave of nasua passed over him. Suddenly Alex wasn't with another man. There was somebody else though... Justin? He was in the middle of the crowd, started to yell out. He fell to the ground. Clark watched as a figure above him appeared, falling headfirst to the ground. It took Clark far longer than normal to piece together what was happening, and what he needed to do.
Kent used his super speed to catch the falling figure, who Justin had held. What had just happened? Clark took a look at the fallen person, relieved to see it was Alex. "Alex!" Clark exclaimed.
Alex looked up at him, filling with fear. She closed her eyes.
Clark screamed, his mind filling with an impossibly intense pain. He dropped alex, taking a few steps back before falling to the ground. Why was she doing this to him?
Justin sat on the ground, watching behind Alex as she intensly focus on Clark. Justin just smiled as she slowly killed the boy. 'That's it, Alex.' he thought. He was surprised at just how much pain the girl had inflicted on him, but it was nothing compared to what he could do. He could re-establish an illusion at any point, but he wanted to see her expression when she found out she had killed Clark and that he, Justin, was still alive and kicking.
"Alex, no!" yelled Clark, unable to move. "Alex... stop... it's me..."
Everyone in the crowd was staring at Alex and Clark, wondering what was happening to the boy. It looked like he was having a severe migrain.
Clark now had to consciously force himself to breath. He couldn't move much else, the boy was spralling on the ground.
Everyone else around him felt pain when they came near him, no none could offer help.
"Alex... stop... it's me..."
Alexandra stopped. "You're going to pay!" she screamed.
'She thinks I'm Justin...' thought Clark. How could he prove to her that he wasn't Justin? That he wasn't just an illusion? Kent couldn't think of a way. He couldn't stop Alex from killing him.
Alex focused harder. She started sensing his thoughts... pain. Great pain. Justin still held onto the illusion of Clark, feeding Alex thoughts to try and make her stop. But she wouldn't.
Clark rolled on the ground, to his side, screaming in pain. He tried to block her out, telling her to stop. But he couldn't, she was too strong.
Faster. Faster! She had to kill Justin before she let him retaliate. Though Alex had to admit she was having difficulty attacking the image of Clark. But she Justin would do anything in order to get what he wanted, the least of which fool her again with petty mindgames. She dug deeper into the figure's mind, trying to twist every nerve she could. Justin had done so much to so many people. This was the only way to stop him. Alex would set fire to everyone of his thoughts. She would burn everything! Everything until the bastard's mind was nothing but ashes.