"Damn, kid. First day in here and you're already making enemies with the biggest threats to your life."
Flux hissed ever so slightly. She'd met up with Torchwick who had taken it upon himself to become a sort-of guide, and they were now sat at the prison library. The resources there weren't nearly as extensive as those at Beacon.
"How long do you think I have?" she asked. Torchwick sighed.
"Until they come after you, or your life expectancy?" he questioned.
"Er, how about both?" Flux answered.
"Probably tonight. And not long after that. The Skulls don't take chances." Torchwick grinned. To his evident surprise, Flux also smiled, but this was a wicked smile.
"I'm counting on it." she growled. She stood up from the table she'd been sitting at. "In fact, if you want to score some points with them, you should tell them that I'll be at the old gym area tonight."
"Got a plan, have you?" Torchwick inquired. At this, Flux actually laughed quietly.
"Let's just say that the last two injuries weren't accidents. This time, it'll be much worse to all who come after me."
With this last comment, Flux traipsed out of the library and into a weak afternoon sunset. She knew what she had to do.
"Sorry Jet." she muttered under her breath. "You might have a couple of bruises on you when you wake up."
Flux stepped into the old gym area. The bloodstains from her last fight here hadn't been cleaned up, and after sparing them a glance, Flux set to work. She needed to prepare the environment to her advantage. It was too small to fly in.
They'd probably come for her in greater numbers, and she still wasn't at the height of her strength. Still, if she could pull this off, a large amount of progress would be made. This time, there would be more grievous injuries inflicted, but Flux had to make sure that no deaths occurred, yet.
They came, as Torchwick had predicted, at night. There was no limit to how long prisoners could remain awake, but they would be punished if found sleeping outside their cells. Flux perched herself from a network of stiff ropes that she'd criss-crossed above the door, and was closer to the roof than the floor, which was admittedly quite a large drop.
As the four filed into the room, she draped a noose from above, and with lightning speed, hooked it around the throat of one of the men, which Flux immediately dragged backwards and up into the air. Using the momentum from the pull, Flux pirouetted from her web of rope to land in front of two of the men, the third having gone back to free the one Flux had hung.
She'd expected them to attack immediately, but to her surprise, the remainder of the Faunus gang did not.
"Huh. You guys are actually smart. Pity Johno and Kiza weren't." Flux taunted, intending to bait their attack.
"Oh ho, now," a burly faunus with golden dread-locks and gleaming fangs, "my skulls have brains in them, and we aren't going to be baited."
"You their leader?" Flux asked, sensing an opportunity. With a supreme effort, Flux had hung several of the giant dumbbells from the roof, and their leader was standing directly under one of them.
"Yes. I am Ghorne." the leader said.
"Flux!" Jet suddenly called. "I can help you in this fight! I've got a new ability from Mike!"
"What is it?" Flux thought, then brought her attention back to the now four-strong gang in front of her. "Ghorne, is it? Well, since you're able to think, you already must know that I'm dangerous. Do you all really want to be seriously injured?"
"You're right. So let's even the odds." Ghorne commanded, and all four drew knives. As they did so, shadows suddenly billowed from Flux, though she wasn't the one summoning them. She waited for them to recede, and when they did, another Flux stood next to her.
At least, she thought it was, but she then recognised the azure emerald eyes as he locked eyes with her. Jet stood next to her in a copy of their body. In that instant, Flux understood what needed to be done.
It was time to instil fear, she thought, as she and Jet turned to face the now confused gang.
"You were wrong to challenge us…" Flux growled.
"…when there are things unknown to you." Jet hissed.
Ghorne looked from Jet to Flux, and Flux realised that they looked the same, save for their eyes.
"So this is your semblance. Pathetic." he spat, as the men began to advance, knives held aloft.
"Hah. You're one to talk, Fido…" Flux taunted, and knew Jet would finish.
"…always gotta fight in packs, don't you, you cowardly mutt." Jet mocked. It seemed that Flux was right about the fact that Ghorne was part dog, because the faunus looked very much peeved off.
"Come, Flux." Jet called above the growls from the Skulls. "Let's teach these jerks a lesson."
"After you, Jet. Time to suffer!" Flux yelled, and Jet immediately leaped up into the rope nexus with a dark glyph as Flux charged the men. Ghorne stepped back as two goons moved forward, and as Flux jumped over both knife slashes, Jet descended with a smaller, one-handed dumbbell, which he used to club the faunus that Flux didn't engage, and he fell, unconscious from the heavy blow with a sickening crunching sound.
Jet then turned to face the third as Flux used her superior agility to outmanuver her opponent. She dodged his clumsy stabs and waited. After the fifth miss, her opponent desperately charged, much like she had once done to Ruby. She side-stepped and let her opponent run and trip on a piece of equipment.
She kicked out at the man's head, and thanked the fact that she had a man's body as he was knocked out by her attack. Flux then turned to face Ghorne after a screech of pain that meant Jet had disabled or otherwise maimed the guy he was fighting. Her suspicions were confirmed as the third faunus leant against the wall, nursing a dislocated leg and arm.
The dark pair advanced upon Ghorne.
"You can either run…" Jet said.
"…or you can die." Flux finished.
Jet then tossed a knife that one of their attackers had been wielding to Flux, and drew one himself. As they turned back to Ghorne, they were not surprised to see that he'd bolted.
"We're getting closer." Jet remarked, as Flux tested her muscles, finding more strength than before. "Nice trick, huh?" he asked, as he turned to face her.
"How?" Flux was dumbfounded. Even if Jet did help a great deal, just… how did he do it?
"Mike's semblance. You tapped him on the back to get his attention, and I took advantage." Jet explained, and his body turned into shadows, which started to flow back into Flux.
"Clever." Flux growled, before leaving the room. It would be better if they weren't discovered at the scene at this point.