Gifted Connections 4

“Jaxson,” Troy said in amused disbelief.

“Technically, they were the original dogs,” Jaxson informed him smugly.

“They will leave a heavier impact,” Lincoln smiled wickedly.

“Will they attack?” I asked timidly as one of them turned their majestic head towards me.

“If I want them to. I guess we shall see how they behave out there,” Jaxson explained, although his look said he apparently planned to let them attack.

“Just remember that someone has to clean up the mess,” I stated as I crossed my arms over my chest.

“Ready for the attack,” Darren stated in our earpieces. “In three…two…one…go!”

Jace opened the door, and the wolves took off at a breakneck speed. We followed as closely as possible. Screams filled my ears as we ran under the bleachers to the training area. We were finally free of the bleachers when we heard the first yelp.

One of the usurpers must have overcome his shock and currently had a wolf convulsing on the floor. He turned, and wire-like substances shot out from his hands and latched into another wolf causing it to spasm on the floor and cry out in pain.

Stop! I yelled in his head. Freeze! He became immobilized.

Troy was taking advantage of the chaos and was making his way through our people. He was carefully removing their bindings.

It took me a second to realize that our people were eerily silent and staring off in space like they were…locked in their own little world.

“Troy,” Lincoln called out in warning as a female from the other side wrapped him up in what appeared to be a tail.

The tail wrapped around him like a boa constrictor. One minute she was attacking him with a small looking dagger and the next she was wrapped up in her own tail. I was momentarily stunned as I saw blood spurt from his chest and arms.

“Immobilize them all, Blake,” Jace urged me before I could run to his aid.

I closed my eyes and reached out to them all. “Halt!”

I opened my eyes and saw them all frozen in mid-action.

“What’s wrong with our people?” Jaxson asked as he knelt next to Kirk, waving a hand in front of his face.

I ran over to Troy. He slumped down into a seat. I reached for the wound that was bleeding the most. I imagined the healing power spreading through my hands. I felt my hands warm once it hit. “Can you refrain from getting hurt from the rest of the night?” I teased him.

“I’ll try, but all I’ve been waiting for is my girl to give me some of her magic kisses. They don’t even have to be on my boo-boos. I’ll even settle for my lips,” Troy mock pouted.

I laughed and leaned over and gave him a quick peck on his lips before moving my hands to the next wound. “Next time, just ask.”

“Blake,” I heard Greg's voice in my earpiece. “Seventh girl to the right, black and blue hair. She’s a hypnotist. You need to get in her head and push her out of theirs.”

“Copy,” I responded, depressing the button before releasing it once more.

“Are you okay?” I asked Troy kissing him once more.

“I might need a few more of those,” Troy asserted.

I laughed. “Whatever, I got to get back to work and so should you.”

“What?” Troy asked me in an innocent tone. “It looks like Lincoln, Jaxson, and Jace has this handled.”

“Cafeteria secured. Prisoners being transported,” Remy’s voice sounded in our ears over the headsets.

“You forget we still need to secure this base and make it ours again,” I called over my shoulder as I made my way to the group of foes.

I stopped in front of the girl with the black and blue hair. “Break the hold,” I tried to compel her.