Sitting, Waiting, Watching [Wanda, Flames, Wild]

[Wild]

Wild watched as Flames ran after the soul. He knew that Flames woujld get her. He l;eaned down to the girl and rolled her over. Her face was peacefull and he poked her face just to be mean. He searched her pockets and came up with a small and thin blade that was sharp. He placed it in his belt where the others had been but they had dissappaered. They must ahve taken it. He listened for Flames and the soul but he couldnt hear the two. He wondered when the two men would come back and he hoped not any time soon. He grabbed up his ties and retied it around the girls hands and feet. He hoped that Flames would find the way out while she was chasing the soul and they could go, even if the way out was many miles away from the city. He hoisted the girl onto his shoulders and started to carry her after Flames.

[Wanderer O'Shea]

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IN YOUR HEAD, IN YOUR HEAD
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When the rope came into her vision she let out a sharp scream that was cut off when it wrapped under her chin and pulled her back. She lost balance and fell to the ground, hitting her head against the ground. Her vision clouded and she coughed. She gave up on trying to keep the gun away from them. They had won. Unless someone, anyone, even Kyle came. She knew that her and Mel where doomed. Wanda thought about Ian. Then felt a surge of sadness come over her and tears ran down her eyes. That may have been the last time she saw Ian, bloody Ian. The tears came harder before her vision swarmed again and she fell unconscious.

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( Ugh my muse died.) ( Mel) ( THE BEARS EAT GOLDILOCKS < ) ( lyrics "zombie" by the cranberries ) ( credit this template was made by zee (a.k.a. FLUNK IS A FOUR LETTER WORD of caution 2.0). Steal, and you will wake up inside a snowman on the north flippin' pole. )

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[Flames]

Flames released her breath when the girl collapsed. She bent down to make sure she was unconscious, but more from routine than any actually suspicion this time. Flames set the lantern down. Taking off her wrist, Flames used the rope to tie the girl very securely--wrists together, ankles together, and both connected. She half carried, half dragged the girl into the farthest hole in the wall so she would been as invisible as possible. She rose just as Wild came around the corner, carrying the human.

Flames nodded. Although he was younger than her, he was also larger. However, he was not that much larger, and it would take extra effort to carry her out. As she thought, Flames eyes drifted over the girl. Tall, muscular--and not all that bad looking, either. Too bad they only offered childrens' bodies these days. Flames smiled at a new idea that would solve both their immediate problem and a problem she had for a while. And the blond soul had even dropped healing supplies back down the tunnel. "You don't happen to have anything sharp, do you?"

[Wild]

Wild frowned at Flames What did she need something sharp for? He dug in his belt for the newly aquirred knife and handed it to her. He shifted the girl on his shoulder and got a better grip on her legs. She was going to get heavy real fast and he didnt think he could go that far unless they got a move on. "Why do you need it? What are you going to do? We need to go." he said quietly.

[Flames]

Flames held out her hand and pushed the knife back towards him. She watched Wild grimace at the weight on his shoulder and liked her idea even more. "Why do you need it? What are you going to do? We need to go." Flames nodded and smiled. "Exactly. And you can't carry her all the way to Tuscon." Flames took a deep breath and cracked the knuckles on one of her hands. "That's why you are going to insert me into her body."

She looked up at Wild. Flames raised her eyebrows, daring him to say no. He was going to do this, though. She turned and walked back down the tunnel to where the Heal was.

[Wild]

wild looked at her in shock and then smiled. He understood. She would be better in the other body. He layed the girl down and wiped off the knife to make it cleaner, even though it didnt matter. He patted the dirt beside the girl and opened up some sleep from the healing bag. He was so ready to do this.

[Flames]

Flames smiled inside. She knew it. She liked this soul. She liked the way he did things quite a bit. She knelt on the ground, Wild on one side, the human on the other. As long as no one came near here in the immediate future, they were fine. She laid on the ground for hopefully the last time that night and somehow managed to make it look professional. Flames knew she didn't have to tell him to do it quickly. She reached into the bag and found a miniature bottle of Sleep. Wondering vaguely why there wasn't a bigger one, she inhaled a puff and faded off to unconsciousness.

[Wild]

Wild watched as she put her self into a deep sleep. He wiped off hius knife again and put the heal and other stuff he would need. He scooted the girl closer to him and pressed the knife to the back of her neck. She already had a scar there so he followed it. He cut into the skin and blood oosed out. He turned to Flames' body and made the same cut, watching the blodd flow out. He reach into her neck and searched for the soul of Flames. He found the place and eased her out, sort of in a hurry because of all the blood. He finished pulling her out and cupped her in his hand. She wasjust a silver sliver of life and she couldnt do anything at all now. He turned to her new body and slid her in. He watched as she dissappeared into the girl and he reached for thre clean and heal. He closed up the cut in her neck and wiped it with a dirty clothe. He did the same for her old body and then turned Flames over. Her body was much more stronger now. He was jelious. He was just a kid still, only sort of old. He waited for her to wake up. He waited one minute before remembering to check the bag. He found a small thing of Awake and sprayed it in her face.

[Melanie Flames Stryder]

The beginning would feel like the end. That was the way it had always been, and that was the way it always would be. She had almost forgotten what a new mind felt like.

That sound. They're up. They shouldn't be up. I can't do anything though. There's no time. Not even a full second for me to think. I can even turn around to face them. Then the hands are there. Tiny little hands. Funny how the world slows down enough in this moment for me to have so many thoughts. I know what comes next.

I throw the gun to Wanda. My aim is off. There isn't enough power. She probably won't be able to touch it anyway. But there is the tiniest, slightest chance it might safe her so it's worth it. I can't do anything else.

I hear a crack. Is that me? Shit. That's me. My neck snaps up and I can practically feel my brain flying in my head. Someone needs to come now to save Wanda. Save us. Please. My luck can't be that bad

Jared?

Flames jerked up. The memory was so vivid. She really had forgotten. And that hadn't even been that bad a memory. She blinked and her eyes cleared. Ah. This damn tunnel. Again. She blinked again and the focus shifted closer. Wild. He seemed smaller. Funny what perspective did to you.

She stretched out her arms and heard a pop. Carefully, quite aware that there was much more of her now, Flames stood. Good. She was alright. The body functioned perfectly. Flames felt her new face and moved to her arms. She was so much stronger now. It was wonderful. She smiled and looked at Wild with a smile. "This is excellent." There wasn't really time to marvel at her new body, though. Flames nodded. It felt so different. "We have to go." She picked up the lantern and started walking.

Not once did she look back at her old body.

Tag: Wild
Notes: This is going to be so much fun.

[Wild]

Wild smiled slightly. He wanted a new body when he got out. He followed Flames through the hallways, winding back and forth. He had no idea where they were going or where they were. He noticed that Flames was taller than him and grimaced. It wasnt fair. He wondered how old the body was. Maybe close to his age within 5 years or so. The body was beautiful, which made Flames beautiful. What was he saying? He shook his head to get the thoughts out. "Where are we going?" he whispered silently.