Xqulth: Well, I'm gonna go ahead and continue this story.

Avery: That's usually a good thing.

X: Usually…

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After about twenty minutes of everyone trying to calm down and Griffin trying to keep me in the penthouse, we sat down around David's living room. I sat between Griffin and Alex, who sat between me and Casey. Across from us were David and Millie, whom I had taken an extreme disliking to. Millie was sitting there filing her nails and David sat there with a bandage on his nose (He went to the ER while Casey and I were fighting). David looked at Griffin,

"I know why you are here, or at least I have a faint idea." He looked at Me, Alex, and Casey, "You three however, I have no clue."

Casey answered first, "I want revenge on the people who killed my family. It's not fair; the people who killed them said that it was because of you. I want to know why."

Alex, our wise friend, answered her, "The Paladins believe that Jumpers shouldn't exist."

"Why?"

"Religious reasons, Moral standards, just general beliefs." I said with a shrug, "They don't care as long as they can kill us they'll claim any reason they can." She glared at me but I just shrugged again.

"She's right." David said, "They'll claim any reason. Your friends, your family, they're dead. Get used to it; it's just a matter of time." Griffin glanced up in surprise.

"It seems you learned something." Griff commented and I looked at him confused. David broke my thoughts and asked, "So why are you two here?"

"I'm just here to help." Alex said.

"Help them kill?" Millie put in.

Alex took a deep breath and released it before answering, "They killed my family as well. I had a two-year-old daughter and a four-year-old son. Both were killed before my eyes and then they killed my wife of five years." He looked at Millie with a set determination that, for some reason, surprised me, "So if necessary, yes, I will help them kill."

"And you?" David asked me and all eyes turned to me. I chewed on my bottom lip, why was I here?

"I'm here because I'm tired of being pushed around. I'm tired of being isolated from society because I'm afraid of them being killed. I'm tired of being afraid to remember what I've fought so hard to forget."

"Well, thanks for your sentimental speech but I have a hair appointment which seems so much more interesting at this point in time." Millie said as she got up and grabbed David's arm, "Come on David, can we go now?"

"Millie, we have to help them." I blinked, I hadn't expected that to happen, especially not from David.

"How? Isn't him," She pointed towards Griffin, "that has all the paladin's positions?"

"They still need me."

"Why?" She said, "Why do they need you?"

"He's good bait." Griffin said with a grin towards me. I gave him a half-smile back. My stomach growled a bit and I Jumped to Chicago to the nearest hamburger stand I could think of and then back again.

"Where did you go?" David asked

"Ed Debevic's." Casey looked at me confused,

"In Chicago?"

"Is there any other one?" I said looking at her like she was crazy.

"True." She said with a small nod. I sat back down next to Griffin,

"What did I miss?" I asked. Suddenly the door was kicked in and Millie screamed. I blinked and saw seven men in black suits and three women in black pant suits. David Jumped Millie to some place and Alex Jumped Casey back to Griffin's lair and then back. David Jumped in behind the last five of the group and started punching away. Griffin disappeared and then reappeared next to David with a metal baseball bat. I looked at him,

"Where's my baseball bat?"

"Find your own weapon." He said over the fighting. Taking his advice I went back to the lair and saw Casey and Millie pacing. When they saw me they started walking towards me but I looked around. I saw my staff and grabbed it. Casey was about to leap at me but I disappeared with a wave. Alex was fighting with what looked like a samurai sword (I'm on to you Alex). A paladin came at from the left and I barely managed to block it. My mind was racing to remember anything that could be remotely helpful but it was a lost cause. It seemed as though my mind was a giant whiteboard and someone had taken an eraser to it. I could remember enough to not get me killed but not nearly enough to go onto the offensive. Jumping onto David's counter I gave myself a bit of high ground, not realizing it also made me an easy target. I felt the impact before I felt the shock. Dropping my staff, I fell to the ground twitching. David saw me hit the floor and tried to get to me but it looked like someone had knocked him out. Half of the paladins were on the ground bleeding but the one holding my shock stick was still standing. All I saw before it went black was Griffin coming towards the paladin with a murderous look and a tight grip on the baseball bat.

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X: I know its short…and yes I know that I suck at writing fight scenes, I realized that with my first story.

Avery: Have you noticed that?

X: Yes…

Avery: THEN WHY DO YOU WRITE THEM!

X: Shut up. REVIEW EVERYONE…I know I don't deserve it but please do anyway…!