Departure

*Yo, nothing to say here. Just enjoy the story.

It was the middle of the night, and the only people in Beacon awake were The Achieve Men.

"What the *hic* hell, Ryan?" Geoff said, swaying. "So late, man?"

Ryan nodded. "Yeah, that's right. I thought you weren't drinking anymore pal?" Ryan shot back menacingly. Geoff blushed, and crossed his arms.

"Let's just get this over with, before we get into trouble." He said. Ryan nodded, and grinned.

"Good." With that, he slid open the window, and jumped out. Using his semblance powers, he created an air cushion for him and the others, and they all landed safely on the ground. Jack stumbled upon landed on the cushion, and fell to the ground.

"You okay, buddy?" Geoff asked, extending an arm out. Jack grabbed it and stood up.

"I'm fine, yeah. I'm just…really…" Jack began to sway. Geoff caught him. "Sorry…. I'm really tired."

Ryan groaned.

"Suck it up. Come one let's go." He scolded. Jack and Geoff looked at each other, eyebrows raised. Ryan was never this cruel. They shrugged it off and continued to walk off the school ground, and into Downtown Vale.
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Ryan looked up at the sign in front of them.

Taxi service closed.

"Crap!" He muttered. How would they get to the boat? He shook his head, but then an idea came into his mind.

"Who's the best at picking locks?" Ryan suddenly asked. Everyone was taken aback by this odd and out of context question.

"Well, I think I am, but why?" Gavin asked sheepishly. Ryan chuckled.

"We'll get a taxi the hard way… Come on, let's go." Without explaining, Ryan walked over to a taxi, and pointed at it.

"Pick the lock." He commanded. Gavin hesitated for a moment. Regaining himself, he pulled a lockpick out of his pocket. He walked to where Ryan stood, looking up at him as if waiting for cue. Ryan nodded. Gavin, feeling like he couldn't control himself, attempted to pick the lock.

"Ryan?" Jack called feebly. Ryan held up one finger, and Jack was silenced. He was using his semblance to control his teammates, but they didn't even realize. They thought it was their own actions, but in reality, they were only being influenced by Ryan's will. It only worked on victims with trust or fear of the controller. It was a very complex ability, in which one would seep into another's brain and influence it to command the body to the controller's content. This meant that the victim would think it was just their brain commanding them as usual. It was, in Ryan's opinion, an art form. Gavin looked up.

"Done."

The car door lay open. Ryan surveyed his teammates. The lot of them were tired, probably not able to drive. Gavin, on the other hand, looked perfectly fine.

"Gavin, drive." Ryan commanded.

"But-but I can't-" Gavin stuttered.

"I don't care." Ryan shot. Gavin closed his eyes, nodded, and stepped into the car. Ryan, followed by the others, then crammed into the car.

"Hey, how will I start this thing?" Gavin asked, realizing they didn't have keys. Ryan rolled his eyes, and flicked his wrist. The car suddenly jolted awake.

"Couldn't you have done that to open the car?" Gavin asked.

"No, too much work." Ryan replied. In reality, he wanted to try out his mid-control ability. Gavin sighed.

"Here we go." He slammed on the reverse, and the car jolted backwards. Inertia, being the evil thing it is, forced the Achieve Men forward into the seats. Gavin had gone too fast, and even he had fallen victim and slammed against the wheel. He rubbed his nose.

"That hurt." He said.

"Well if your brain was as big as your nose, maybe we wouldn't have this problem!" Michael yelled. Gavin frowned, and faced back forward. Taking a deep breath, he drove out of the lot. As soon as the wheels took motion on the pavement, Gavin cheered. Confidence renewed, he continued to drive on the road smoothly.

"Hey, music anyone?" He jovially asked. No one answered, so Gavin shrugged and turned the radio on. Suddenly Viva Mi Vida began to play. Gavin laughed joyfully.

"Ahhhh, good ol' Chill-play. I love them!" He said. He started bibbing his head to the music, and singing along.

"Shouldn't you pay attention to the road?" Geoff asked nervously. Gavin turned around.

"What?"

CRASH.

"Eugh! What was that?" Gavin moaned through the airbag. He looked up. The engine was smoking and the bumper was wrapped around a lamp post. The unmistakable screech of police sirens suddenly pierced the cold night air. Gavin jolted up.

"Agh! Let's get out of here!" He screamed desperately. The others nodded, and one by one got out of the car seat. The sirens neared them.

"Take a right!" Ray shouted. They all listened and quickly tuned into an ally. The cops turned the corner and were now at the crash area. The opening and slamming of the police door were heard. They were checking out the scene.

"Ey, whatta think happened he-ah?" A man asked in a strong accent.

"I dunno, some hooligans maybe? This is the stolen taxi, eh? Whatta think?" Another man answered.

"Looks like it, sure… Let's look around."

Ryan looked around. Dead end behind them. The only exit was the entrance. His breath became ragged as he realized their fate was to come. They would never get the tower, never save Edgar… The voice of the police-men grew nearer. Ryan sighed and sunk to the ground. The police men were right there. They peaked their heads around the corner, and cried out loud. One of the police men clumsily pulled out a gun.

"My name's Officer Shadlz! Put your hands over your head!" He shouted, fear filling his voice.. Ryan raised his head.

"No." He shot.

"Excuse me?"

"No." Ryan repeated. He flicked his hands at them. Their minds were obscure, they were scared, therefore easy targets to control. They suddenly jolted, turned around, and walked back to their police car. Ryan had a solemn expression on his face as they drove away. He looked at Gavin. Gavin cowered.

"I'm sorry, Ryan! Really!" He cried, pleading for mercy. Ryan chuckled, but then resumed his solemn expression.

"You almost killed us." He simply said. He stood up, cracked his neck, and walked out the alley. Everyone stood still.

"What are you waiting for? The boat's in two hours." Ryan reminded them.

They gulped, nodded, and followed Ryan down the road.

*Ooooh, Ryan is really going crazy, eh? Hey, drop a review, if you will, I really appreciate it. Thank you!