A traitor? No, a destroyer (Calista/Jin)

[Chandler Fernandez]

August 28th, 2014; 12:36 am

Chirping; That's what the sound that engulfed the otherwise silent courtyard sounded like. Accompanying it was bright blue orb the size of a volleyball. From a distance it seemed to float in the air harmlessly making noise, but upon closer inspection, usually by getting closer to it, it would become apparent that this wasn't true. It's actual existence was something entirely different altogether. 

It was Lightning. 

Lightning so great the high concentration of electricity produced a sound reminiscent of many birds chirping, and that it had become visible. Creating the bright blue glow that illuminated the otherwise pitch black space. Within it's light a shape could be out. Like a shadow within a hand could be seen with it's fingers straighten and lined up against each other. Other than the hand, part of the courtyard had been lit up, but there was something else. Two humanoid shapes that had their characteristics dyed in the shinning blue.

"Traitor..." Said the body closest to the light weakly. Spiky blonde hair fell messily, brilliant sapphire eyes slowly lost their light, and blood trailed from his thin lips while more poured from the wound in his chest. On the other side of his chest was the second person's hand with the lightning around it. Like a blade that been speared through the boy's chest. A fatal blow that not only tore a hole through him, but also fried his insides. Slowly the hand started to move backward as it's owner pulled it free from the boy's chest. A loud wet ripping sound filling the air along with the chirping before the body ultimately hit the ground with a soft thud. 

Then as if on cue. The street lamps around the courtyard flickered back onto life, and shine their lights down on the murderer. His sea-green hues sunken as he stared down at the body. His messy black hair covering those eyes as he stood next to the now dead Battlefront next to his feet. "You shouldn't have tried to attack me." He said confidently. "You were out of your league."

"Foolish Battlefront."

[Calista Leila Rosa]

Calista had been out for a run, her hair pulled back, her lithe frame wrapped in a tanktop and shorts. Calista found that she always preferred running at night, the stars and moon the only light in the endless dark sky. It was peaceful and it cleared her mind. So much. So little time. There wasn't a second of the day she wasn't haunted by them. Their ghosts, their memories plagued her constantly. As much as she tried though, she couldn't run from them. She would never be able to run from them. The only thing she could do now was make sure that their deaths weren't in vain.

As walked alone towards the West Tower, towards her empty home, when blinding lights began to flash, breaking through the darkness of the night. Calista heard an odd chirping sound and she could have sworn she heard a scream of pain. Memories flashed through Calista's mind of her family falling dead all around her. Not this time

Growling, Calista took off towards the courtyard, pushing herself to run to maybe prevent anymore tragedy. Upon arrival, her feet fell to a stop. Her hand clamped over her mouth. As the lights began to dull, the soft street lights came to life once more. The sight in front of her made her sick. Lying on the ground, two Battle Front members, two new recruits lay dead and the murderer was a familiar one.

"...how could you." Calista growled lowly. Shadows beckoned to her, her anger rising, the darkness responding to the conflicting emotions.

"You traitor...!"

[Chandler Fernandez]

"Mayday! Mayday!
The ship is slowly sinking!
They think I'm crazy, but they don't know the feeling..." 

Sea-green hues stared down at the fallen Battlefront that laid at his feet. Their bodies quickly losing their warmth as they laid in the growing pools of blood. That glistened in the lights of the streetlamps, and allowed the murderer to see his reflection. The brunette could even make out the look in his eyes as they stared back at him via blood. They held a gentle calm, but this only a still surface. Deep underneath the vast oceans of green laid a rough and rigid unease. Chandler became lost in it, his thought trailing off as he stared at his tainted reflection. 

This was the way it was suppose to be. The Prefects were meant to keep the student body in line, and was suppose to defeat the Battlefront. They were the enemy. They were who attacked first. So, they were the ones who fell. It was fitting really.

So, why. Why did the Alpha feel anxious underneath his calm exterior? Was he afraid of Meredith getting mad at him? No. Did he fear getting in trouble with the Government? Maybe. Although, he seriously doubted the men in suits would punish him for wiping out those who opposed them. Tightening his jaw, Chandler was slowly becoming more and more frustrated with his conflicting emotions. 

They're all around me,
Circling like vultures
They wanna break me and wash away my colors

That was when Chandler noticed the world around him began to behave strangely. At the parts the light couldn't reach, or touch the shadows moved. Darkness had been awaken, and it was moving toward one point. That point being a girl who looked to be around Chandler's age. Once again the brunette had been hit by an odd sense of familiarity, but this one was stronger than the one he felt with Meredith. However, unlike Meredith, Chandler was not told about this person prior to his arrival. 

"They picked a fight they couldn't win."  He said nonchalantly with a wave of his hand. "It isn't my fault they were so weak." His word filled to the brim with his arrogance as he ran a hand through his hair. Looking back at the girl afterward. His eyes narrowing. "Traitor? No, a destroyer."

His normally sea-green eyes became a vibrant electric blue. "I'm guessing you're a Battlefront as well?" He said lowly, his clothes beginning to flutter like a strong wind was blowing from the energy flowing from his body. "Then you'll join them in hell." Electricity sparked around Chandler's fingertips as he elegantly moved them through the air before pointing a hand at the girl. His index and middle finger extended as lightning fired from them. The crackle of lightning filled the air before being followed by the clap of thunder. If they attack would land. The electricity should run through her body before exiting out of her. Causing immense pain, and maybe frying her nerves.   

Take me high and I'll sing
Oh you make everything okay (okay, okay)
We are one in the same

[Calista Leila Rosa]

Calista couldn't understand what would possess Chandler to do this. Chandler had always been loyal to the battlefront, he might not have agreed with her or her strategies, but he would never have resorted to this. He had once died for the Battlefront, now, he was acting like one of the people he despised the most.

She couldn't think, her fury ceasing all logical reasoning. Three more battlefront were dead and he would pay for it, she would ensure that. Her midnight blue eyes glared, her fists clenched the shadows leaping to her silent commands. For weeks she had grieved over him, her friend, her rival, one of the people who pushed her to be better. Now she was staring at him, but this was no longer the Dark knight, this person was a monster.

His words sunk into her, adding fuel to the burning flame inside her. All the crimes she had committed, the blood she had shed, the lives she had let end, Calista had no doubt that hell had a special place for her. However, if he was going to send her there, she'd be sure to take him down with her.

"You first..." She growled. Seeing the electricity spark, her eyes narrowed. What the hell happened to him? Before she had time to wonder, the attack landed. She let out a scream of pain, the electricity shooting through her. Every cell in her body seemed to scream in agony. She gasped, nearly collapsing at the impact. No. No, not that easily. He wouldn't win that easily.

Slowly she stood up, a shadow whip forming in her hand. Her body trembled slightly, still feeling the excruciating pain. She had to focus, she had to fight. She snapped her wrist, the tendril aiming for his hands.

[Chandler Fernandez]

I am a lion and I want to be free
Do you see a lion when you look inside of me?

Brilliant bright blue electricity danced around Chandler's fingertips, as his moved his arm elegantly in-front of him. Like water flowing through a gentle stream before gathering in a single point, the index and middle finger on his left hand, building pressure until it was ready to explode outward like geyser. Although, just before he had released his torrent of sparky destruction, the girl's words reached his ears. In response to her threatening growl a smug smirk grew on his lips at the exact moment the lightning blasted forward out of his fingertips. The electricity illuminating his body in it's harsh light. Which only made his sea-green hues standout even more.

The typical lightning bolt moves at 224,000 mph -- or about 3,700 miles per second. However, well incredibly fast, Chandler's own lightning was no where near as fast. Instead, due to the control Chandler has to exert over it, it moves far slower, which can give opponents time to still react. "Like that? Shocking isn't it? How much it hurts to be struck by lightning." Chandler said with a smirk. "These "bolts" short circuits the nervous system, and paralyses whoever is struck." A sneer clear in his voice as he walked closer toward the fallen Calista. His eyes changing from sea green to an electric blue, the exact same color as Bridget's. " Leaving them vulnerable, and allowing him to deal the finishing strike." 

Outside the window just to watch you as you sleep
Cause I am a lion born from things you cannot be

Then Chandler's eyes widen in shock by a simple movement the girl made, she stood back up. She was the first person to take that kind of attack, and stand back up. In her hand darkness manifested into a solid shape, something that should have otherwise been familiar to the brunette. A whip made of shadow it seemed would be the girl's weapon of choice, but Chandler just found it to be in horrible taste. And with a flick of her wrist, the tendrils flew forward, and wrapped itself around Chandler's wrist. "Tsk." Narrowing his eyes, becoming much more focus and serious. Around the hand that been grabbed he discharged a powerful burst of electricity to try, and destroy the shadows that bound him. 

if it had succeeded, Chandler body would with seemed to glow before exploding electric type aura that effected his hair, hands and feet. His brown locks becomes snow white in color and seems to stand on end, giving it a rising, flame-like appearance. This applies to all of the gifted's hair, including scalp hair, eyebrows. His natural eye color temporarily changes to a electric blue, muscle tone becomes more defined, and the skin tone (and clothing) becomes lighter mainly due to the energy and light output of the white aura. As the natural floodgates of the body are opened with the transformation, excess energy is radiated from the body in the form of a pulsing, flame-like aura with many blue electrical sparks constantly surround the body. 

How can I sleep at night, there's a war inside my head?
I found a lion hidden right beneath my bed

This was Chandler's electrically enhanced speed, his most powerful power in his own opinion. And by switching into the Godspeed mode of his power to consciously control his power. "...." With a glare in his eyes Chandler seemed to flickered out of existence, this was because the super-powered male had moving in short burst of extreme speeds that allowed him to close the distance between him and Calista faster than the blink of an eye. Seeming to reappear in the air next to her, as he spun at dazzling speeds, and aimed a powerful kick at her chest, if it had landed it would potentially send her flying back a good distance.

After which, he would land on the ground with a soft tap before kicking off the ground again in another short burst, catching up to her while she was still flying. His hands held above his head with his finger intertwine, and he had a empty look in his eyes. Like they were bottomless pits with no emotion as he brought his hands down at her stomach. Trying to slam her into the ground. Should it work a large bolt of lighting would fly upward from his hands. Mirroring the force he was swinging downwards at her.  "What's wrong? Can't keep up!?"

I will not hide myself from the tears that you have shed
Cause I am a lion and you are dead

[Calista Leila Rosa]

Calista aimed a second tendril at his ankles as the first one caught, intending to try and trip him up, but then he broke her grasp on him. Narrowing her eyes, Calista tightened her hand around another tendril.

Chandler's appearance became electrified, before he suddenly seemed to vanish. Calista stared in horror as he reappeared, she could feel his electricity sparking the air next to her.

she clenched her teeth. breathe, think. Think, Calista! In the haze and heat of battle, she tried to recall her training, words Rolo had spoken to her what felt like a lifetime ago.

"Be patient, Calista. Not everything can be won by brute force alone. Wait, observe and attack an opening."

Catching movement in her peripheral vision, Calista threw her arms up, a dark shield forming to take the brunt of the kick, but the power and momentum sent her flying back, however, the shield remained in place. A trick she had learned from one of her many opponents, the shield quickly transformed, clasping onto Chandler's ankle like a bear trap if he did not blow it apart in time.

Glaring at the site of Chandler above her, she caught his empty gaze and it was like looking into a mirror to the past. That look, the horrid, empty look was more familiar than she cared to admit.

She watched as he lifted his hands and quickly formed another shield over her chest just as he slammed his hands down onto her, she winced, it wasn't enough to take the entire force of the attack. The shield cracking under the pressure, she lifted her hands, grasping his wrists in hers, attempting to feed poison into his blood stream.

[Chandler Fernandez]

Here I stand
Helpless and left for dead

Electrically Enhanced Speed; The power to enhance how fast he moves using electricity. Chandler's ability allows him to react and move his body at speeds that would normally be impossible. This is done by him transmitting all electrical impulses from his brain in a straight line directly to the part of the body he wants to use. However, it didn't only increase Chandler physical speed. No, it also gave a tremendous boost to the brunette's progressing power. His brain like a computer that been kicked into overdrive. 

However, that wasn't the only extra perk this power gave to it's user. No, it had another mode that always at the ready, and just like flipping a switch. Chandler could instantly turn one off, and the other on. So, the moment Calista body started to move when he reappeared next to her. He went from Godspeed to Whirlwind. The second half of his power where he uses electricity to change the polarization of axons, instead of regular protein pumps, to greatly heighten his reflexes. His Accelerated ADHD kicking in at the same time, making his brain now hardwired for battle, and acts like high level alertness that keeps his senses keen.
 

With all of these things combined. Calista's arms seemed to inch along to Chandler before finally setting up her shield. Which had served it purpose in blocking his kick, but still allowed him to succeed in sending her flying back. Although, now there the trap she had cleverly deployed. The girl's defensive shadows twisted into something akin to a bear trap. 

Chandler wasn't impressed. 

With his Whirlwind forcing his body to automatically react, Chandler's leg released another powerful discharge in the direction of the shadows to try and destroy it, but also to move push his leg away from it encase the former had failed. Then the second his feet touched the ground he was gone. Zipping through the air over to the soaring Calista with his hands raised above her head before bringing them down with a thunderclap. 

This time cracking that annoying shield of her's. His lips turned up slightly in a smug smirk before contorting into an amused smile when she grasp his wrist. "Giving up already?" He said with a chuckle before blinking in confusion when his arms started to tingle. His eyebrows narrowing he clenched his hands into tight fists before focusing on his wrists. Releasing a mighty voltage of electricity from them, but also controlling it so it wraps around her snow white hands. The concentration of lightning creating yet again the sound of birds chirping as it would start to destroy the skin of her hands, and wrists rather quickly if she did not let go right away. Leaving them bare of their covering, and letting her blood and muscles show. 

[Professor Lily]

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