Brandishing her blade, Louise looked to her young protege. "I refuse to allow this! Hinata, where are they?"
"Eto... T-the machines?" The pale eyed girl asked, staring at the knife in shock. When the pinkette made an affirmative grunt and the others began to look concerned, the masked Hyuga stammered, "T-t-they are spreading away from your s-stomach."
Without hesitation, the Valliere grit her teeth and plunged the serrated metal into her own gut. The pain was excruciating and despite expecting it, she couldn't withhold her scream at the sudden shock to her body.
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At Hinata's words, Victoria literally flew from her seat as it dawned on her just how severely they'd underestimated how fucked in the head the two foreign kids were. Before the knife touched the girl's skin, she was halfway across the table shouting, "Stop her!"
Unfortunately it didn't matter, as the screaming pink haired girl noticed and waved an arm in the direction of her shocked family. Glowing symbols appeared for a split second before the Dallons were engulfed in a rapidly hardening substance. While the others were immobilized, Vicky easily shattered the stuff and clamped her hand down on the handle of Louise's bloody utensil.
She didn't know as much about medicine as her sister, but the blonde heroine knew well enough not to remove the blade from her wound. Holding it firmly to prevent the crazed girl from sawing into herself, Vicky couldn't help but yell in the crying child's face, "What the fuck is wrong with you?! You can't just cut out nanites!"
"Stay out of my way!" Louise screamed back, wrenching her body to the side in an effort to keep cutting.
Cursing herself for not foreseeing that possibility, she tugged the knife away only to find that the girl was much stronger than she had expected. Never before had anyone she'd personally met come close to matching her strength and yet she was struggling! The tiny kid was way stronger than any of them had thought. All of her power and Powers combined were barely allowing her to slowly draw the blade out of Louise's flesh.
"You don't understand, I need to do this!" The girl screamed even louder.
"No, you don't un-" Was all Vicky managed to say before receiving a sudden blow to the face that sent her flying through the kitchen window.
Lying dazed amid shattered glass and cracked sidewalk, she stood on wobbly legs and winced at the cuts she'd gained in her unshielded landing. After a moment to steady herself and brush off the rare sensation of pain, she flew back into the house, bursting through a wall of ice that wasn't there a moment ago.
What kind of treatment makes a little girl so scared of being tracked that she would mutilate herself? She wondered briefly before vomiting as she spotted the damage the sobbing girl had done to herself in the brief moment Vicky had been out of the room. On the floor beside the table crouched the glowing form of Louise, shakily following directions from Hinata... who watched with a look akin to reverence.
Not wanting to think on that, Victoria launched herself at them once again, only to crash into the floor as Hinata disappeared. Looking up from her indent on pulverized kitchen tile, she saw the now maskless asian girl looking down at her with the most intimidating glare she'd ever seen. Those white eyes with their bulging veins, there was something terrifyingly inhuman about them as the child seemed to evaluate her very existence and found something wanting.
Pain erupted across the blonde's torso as tiny hands began to blur through the air between the two of them. Each poke of Hinata's dainty fingers caused a searing fire to blossom deep within her body. Somehow the attacks completely bypassed her forcefield and it seemed an eternity before the agony faded. When Victoria finally came to her senses, the small monster was helping a woozy Louise onto the couch and for some reason Vicky could only think that her mom was going to be pissed about the stains.
Groaning in pain, she eventually managed to crawl over to a wall and prop herself into a sitting position. The smell of blood and shit filled the air as the rest of her family struggled against their bindings, but other than the telltale glow of her mom's 'not a lightsaber' energy construct, they didn't seem to be having any effect. They couldn't even talk through the stone shells around their bodies.
Dragging herself across the floor toward the one she thought was Amy, she faintly made out the sound of Hinata apologizing meekly as she swept up what looked like bloody rope. With the pounding ache in her whole body, she didn't even think to use her flight until she was already chipping away at Amy's restraints. She only managed to free her sister's left foot before passing out.
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Waking up in an unfamiliar room to the sound of a shouting rant, Louise sat up and looked around. The walls were a bluish purple color and covered in mirrors and what appeared to be artful propaganda. Standing in one of the corners of the room was an exhausted looking Hinata. Feeling the stickiness of blood across her abdomen, she slapped a hand across her eyes and collapsed back onto the pillows.
"Now I need to apologize to Vicky for ruining the dress she bought." She groaned in frustration. She was beginning to think researching an enchantment for self-repairing and cleaning clothes would be one of her greatest achievements in life if this kept up.
Cracking an eye open as she felt the bed shift, Louise saw Hinata drift off to sleep with a relieved smile on her face.
Status: Healthy
Magicka: (6700/14000)
Choose:
[] Wake Hinata and look for the others.
-[] Complete nonchalance, it was no big deal and you refuse to accept arguments to the contrary.
-[] Apologize for the necessary unpleasantness.
[] Use Recall to relocate the two of you to the lair. Hinata seems tired and the Dallons probably need time to themselves.
[] Write in.
[] Interlude Write in!
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A/N: Unnecessary trauma all around, isn't it nostalgic? Oooh and it's the Dallon family getting the trauma once again in a fic of mine for double nostalgia!
Sausage is breakfast food, so blood sausage counts too, right?