Traitor to the Cause

by Keeper of Tomes

Once a traitor, always a traitor." The words bit. They stung his skin, like needles. Millions of tiny, razor sharp needles. He glared at the speaker with needless fury. And the speaker glared back...Drabbles, again. It has a plot, this time!

19. Escape

The girl was looking at him, worry in her eyes.

"You all right?"

He glanced in her direction, surprised by her concern.

He nodded, a grin forming on his tired face.

And then, Cyclonis stirred. Blood red crystal clenched in her hand. Hate scribbled across her face.

She fired.

He was twisted into the air and slammed into the wall opposite.

Everyone heard his arm crack.

The others lunged for her...

But she fizzed into the air.

A shower of purple sparks.

Leaving nothing but fear and a distant laugh.

OOO

A/N: Whee, I updated!