A crowd had gathered, staring out through the windows of the train station at the mancers slugging it out. That was something nobody saw every day, usually the raids were in the dark and quiet of the night when nobody was around. When everyone was too terrified to leave their houses.
A chunk of earth was rocketed forward towards the Commander's head. She took a step to her left and pirouetted on her foot. Swinging her arms forward in a semi-circular motion, the aeromancer sent forward a blade of wind which sliced straight through the pillar Will raised to defend himself, pushing him onto his back. Cathy retaliated with a close combat jab with a fire-coated hand aimed straight at Flynn's head, which she ducked under and jabbed her assailant in the stomach, flinging her backwards and rolling her on the ground from the force of the wind that followed. Will's mother's hands were whipping around in a flurry as she lashed at the Commander with the tentacles of the octopus form surrounding her, but to no avail. This was one quick witted woman.
Flynn somersaulted over a ball of fire aimed at her feet and slammed her hands into the floor. A wave of wind spread from the impact in every direction, knocking all three civilians off their feet. The now adrenaline-fueled soldier compressed air into a ball between her hands and tossed it towards the three now lined up brawlers. The ball exploded in Will's mom's face and spread the three in different directions – Cathy to the left, Will to the right and his mom backwards. Her back slammed against a steel streetlight and she collapsed to the floor, the water surrounding her now showering her and her eyes closed; unconscious. Will could feel a fire inside him, burning for revenge. He fell onto the ground on his hands and knees, closing his eyes and feeling the concrete beneath him.
The cold earth began to wrap itself around his fingers, then his hands and arms. It covered his torso, his legs and finally his neck and face. He stood tall, concentrating, feeling the earth move with his joints. Feeling the earth as part of him. He charged towards Flynn, who had been taken somewhat surprised by the advanced master of geomancing she'd just been presented with. Perhaps she was wrong to overestimate them. 'Oh well,' she thought to herself as she sent forward a blast of air towards the armoured teenager now charging at her. Bits of rock chipped from the suit, but Will remained encased inside. She grunted to herself and rolled to her side as he came straight at her. He charged straight past her and into a wall, leaving huge cracks with his raised rock fists. 'He hasn't got the sight part of this down yet really has he?' she laughed to herself. She sent several punches of wind at him and battered him into the wall, leaving him unable to move. Finally, she turned her attention to the reason she was out here in the first place.
Catherine.
She ducked and weaved as balls of fire were sent flying towards her head, quickly dashing towards her opponent. Flynn swept her legs beneath her target's in an attempt to knock her off balance, but she jumped backwards and punched a fireball at the floor-bound commander. In defence, the aeromancer thickened the air around her quickly and pulled it across her body, wrapping her in a cocoon of dense air which refracted the fireball. There was screaming as the projectile smashed a window, causing glass to shatter into and out of the station ticket office. Flynn pushed herself off the ground with her hands and stared down her opponent. This girl was no novice. She'd been trained by someone good. She examined Cathy as they stood in fighting stance facing each other. She closed her eyes and chuckled quietly to herself when she noticed the bracelet her target was wearing: a green bangle with a single, ornate lotus carved onto it. Suddenly it made sense.
No matter. Flynn raised her left arm and swept it down in a circular motion, then did the same with her left, followed by a repetition with her left. Sparks began to dance around the tips of her fingers as she gathered the static electricity within the air. She smirked as she looked up at her opponent.
"Checkmate." She said aloud. She pointed two fingers at Cathy and fired a stream of electricity towards her foe.
As Will's mom came to, the first sight she was given was the image of her son encased in rock armour, battered into a wall. She ran over to him, dragging a huge trail of water behind her. She wrapped the water around her arms and slugged them forward; the two tentacles of water slammed hard into the wall, knocking it through and releasing her son from his entrapment. She threw water over him to remove the rubble from his clothes (which she had just ironed) and pulled it off to dry him. He pulled himself up using the protruding remnants of the wall and shook his face. "Thanks Mom." He said quickly as his focus turned to the fight ensuing between Cathy. Fire and wind was tossed throughout the immediate atmosphere, and he had to duck as a fireball was bounced off a wind shield towards his head, allowing it to smash a window instead.
The Commander hadn't noticed that he was up yet, so he froze still when the two stopped and stared each other down. Will's pupil's dilated as Flynn began to wave her arms around in circles, and his breathing became short when he caught the sparks gathering around her fingertips. She wasn't trying to arrest them anymore. She was going to kill them. She was going to kill Cathy. Will ran as quickly as he could, pulling chunks of concrete from the ground and flinging them towards Flynn in desperation. He wasn't going to make it, he wasn't going to get her in time. In a last ditch attempt he punched the ground as hard as he could, emitting a pulse of energy and moving his will through the earth. A column shot out of the ground at an angle, aiming straight for Flynn's back.
As the first projectile flew past Flynn's head, narrowly missing her, her target changed. She blasted a shot of air into Cathy's chest and sent her flying through the air at a rapid speed before crashing into a parked car and slinking to the floor. Next, she pivoted on her right foot at one-hundred and eighty degrees and jabbed her pointed, electrified fingers into the stone column pushing out of the earth in front of her. The electricity channelled throughout the column and it cracked apart before it could touch her. The Commander secured her hat onto her head and brushed the stray hair out of her face. "Now I'm really pissed off!" she yelled as she defended herself against the rock blasts heading straight for her. From a stretched out hand she blasted air strong enough to disintegrate the rocks before they could even touch her. Finally Flynn unleashed a gale from a kick of her right leg, the air so dense it reflected the rocks back at their source. Will was smacked in the temple by his own weapon and was flung onto the concrete flooring. A stream of blood flowed down his cheek.
Flynn slowly paced towards her victim, standing over him and beginning to generate lightning without motion, out of anger. "Don't you get it? You can't defeat me. You're going to be executed for fighting back. I will administer your punishment right here. Say goodnight, William." This time, Will stared into the eyes of the Commander as she prepared her punishment, she pointed her fingers between his eyes and the sparks flew.
But they never reached his head. It was hard for the Geomancer to make out what had gone on next, the hit to his head had made him dazed and nauseous, and it was a struggle to just keep his eyes open. Everything was blurry, but there was no extra pain. The world was moving too quickly for him to process; one moment Flynn was standing over him, the next her whole body was encased in solid ice from head to toe. Things began to flash. He heard voices, his mothers, Cathy's, and some he didn't know. He felt the cold steel wire wrap around his torso and pull him across the floor into the cold, armoured arms of a stranger. He felt the chill as he was placed in the back of a truck.
And he felt the tear trickle down his face as he saw the lightning bolt shoot straight through his mother's heart, followed by the closing of the truck doors.
