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Nathan cursed as he felt the cabin shake, and saw a bunch of his stuff start to fall from the shelves. "Looks like I finally get to use that basement of mine." He said, running towards the secret trapdoor, shoving the colorful rug away from it. "In we go!" He said, opening the latch and running down the stairs, ready to stay here all night if need be.

OOC: I like Nathan. He's so silly, even in such a dire situation. X3


Asa was about to reply when a powerful thunderclap shook the very ground, scattering items from the selves. Without a second thought, except to allow the mute boy down first, she slid in the basement. "I needed to tell you something. Important." She called up to him over the raging storm.

((Yeah. The world could be ending, and he would still crack jokes about it. ))

Nathan sat down on a chair he had brought down here when he first moved in, and started to twiddle his thumbs. "Well, I guess it's just you and me....creepy painting." He said, noticing the painting he had in his basement of some random dude that looked pretty scary. "Why do I have that?" He asked looking at it.

"HOLD THAT THOUGHT!" He screamed as the wind and thunder made hard for him to hear anything. He closed the trap door, ensuring the two safety and then he rushed into his bedroom, scrambling through his drawers to find something that was clearly important to him, he found it! His photo album. Now that he had his precious album, he rushed to the trap door, but the wind had blown open his door, and his windows, blowing him closer towards the door and closer to the raging storm. "Damn.." Was all he could mutter to himself before closing his eyes and screaming. The house shook even more, but not because of the storm, it was because he was transforming, large legs and a large body replaced his own small self, a long neck and wings, it was his only hope, he was attempting what his grandfather tried to teach him, and it was working. All he could think about was his friends, he needed to get to the basement. With a screech his was a Dragon, large and black and powerful, he took a step forward, trying not shake the ground, he fashioned his wings in a shape that would funnel the wind and not push him back, his tail whipped around to open the door to the basement, and quickly he shifted back to normal, jumping into the basement, closing the door behind him.

"Now..." He took a deep breath. "What did you need to tell me?"

Michael stared at him mutely, both amazed and concerned at what had just happened. Of course, he didn't say anything, or inquire what had been his delay, but that didn't mean he wasn't concerned on the inside. He glanced over his body, not sensing he'd been injured but feeling the need to check, all the same. Slowly lowering himself into a sitting position on the floor, the empath quietly glanced between his two companions in a way that was somewhat akin to a housecat.

For a moment of shocked silence, Asa was trying to process what she had just seen Shane shift into. "I saw something shift in the light waves while you got that strange feeling," she said flatly, pushing any questions away. They weren't important now. "It was abnormal... wrong." She sat down, her back growing tired of hunching over due to her alpine stature.

"That's not enough information to merit your coming here, Asa!" Shane looked to Michael, making sure he was alright. Shane was proud and mad and annoyed, he was very happy that he mastered the Dragon, Mad that this storm was raging on, and disappointed that Asa would go out into this storm and risk her life to tell him something. He walked over to a chair that sat in the middle of the basement, it was large, but it was cozy, a chair and a couch, a radio, a furnace, a small bathroom and a stove oven with a sink and a mini fridge, there was also a queen sized bed, there were too lights, one that dangled from the ceiling, and the other a lamp. He placed the photo album down on an end table near the radio. "Explain yourself more, please."

Despite the furnishings, Michael did not remove himself from his position on the floor. Actually, he preferred the floor. It might have seemed odd to anyone else, but Michael noticed things while sitting on the floor that he didn't when sitting like anyone else would. It was a different angle, and a different height that he was looking from. To Michael, who spent much of his time observing others' behavior, this was a valid reason for sitting in such an awkward place.

"Shane, I can't explain any better than this. Something is wrong. Very wrong. Things like this haven't happened any time I'm familiar with. Did you see how quickly those clouds came? It was out of nowhere. It wasn't natural. And we need to find out what's going on here, and we better think of it fast," she blurted urgently. She rarely spoke long, winded statements, unless she was giving information that required elaboration. And this required elaboration.

She glanced down at the quite boy curiously. She didn't quite catch his name, but her saw him with Shane under that tree he hanged around. Was it really so bright outside then? Now it feels like light hadn't existed in a lifetime.

"I trust you, but we can do a damn thing about it now, I just pray that the others are safe, I wish I could communicate with them, but I don't have their numbers and I doubt my cell phone will work in this weather..." He knew she spoke the truth, something was wrong, but he had no idea what, he decided that if the storm ever died down, he would rally everyone together and put together a plan of action. "I'm just glad you are safe...You doing alright, Michael?" He asked softly, not wanting to raise tensions any higher than they already were.

Looking to Shane from his spot on the floor, the empath nodded. He almost hadn't realized that the teen across from him had spoken. He'd been rather.. distracted.. as of late. When emotions were so rampant like this, his mind tended to drift into a sea of disorder, much like the raging storm outside. Everything was joggled, unclear. It took every ounce of his concentration just to keep aware of his surroundings instead of slipping back into the depths of his mind. He lowered his head, examining a dust bunny in the corner of the room. He hoped they would start talking again; give his mind something to focus on.

Asa was silent for a long time, looking at different corners in the basement, feeling the ground shudder at each tremor of the storm. "It will slow down. We'll rally a team to search for the reason of these strange happening," she finally said, her voice once again flat and steady.

ooc: I had sort of been keeping an eye on this, and I finally decided to jump in myself.

Name: Vianne Lygon (likes to be called Vi)

Age: 20

Personality: She is the social and friendly type. She's nice to everyone she meets and likes to help people. She wants to be there for others, even total strangers, but can be rather hard on herself when she fails to help someone or makes matters worse. She's a bit scatterbrained and forgetful, and can be quite a klutz at times. She also tends to like cheering people up with bad jokes and bad puns.

Appearance: She has short, chin-length dark brown hair that is all scruffy and messy, with long bangs that come down over her brown eyes. She has tan skin, and is about 5'2 in height. She has a petite, almost child-like figure, barely even looking like a teenager. She is rather skinny, and she appears flat-chested. She normally wears a simple t-shirt, and isn't picky about the color, but green is most common. She also wears blue jeans or denim shorts, with white tennis shoes.

History: I will not reveal much about her past right now, as I rather do that as the story progresses.

Powers: She has the ability to mimic any form of matter or energy with physical contact. She can duplicate the properties of anything she touches, gas, liquid, solid, even energy sources. This transformation also extends to her clothing. So if she absorbed the properties of water, her whole body, and even her clothes, would become water. Then she has all the abilities of water, until she deactivates her power. She can also camouflage with the matter she absorbs, becoming effectively invisible. She can not absorb a new matter until she has deactivated her powers from the previous matter she absorbed.

ooc: I had an idea that I wanted her to be a new arrival to the camp, and actually, I thought that the thunderstorm going on with give her a good entrance, with a decent display of her power. I was hoping I could have her on her way to the camp, when the storm comes, and as luck would have it, she gets struck by the lightning. However, instead of getting too badly hurt, her powers are activated and she kinda loses control of herself, without being able to deactivate her powers on her own. It's just an idea. I don't have to use it. But I thought it would make a cool entrance for her.

//I like it, welcome aboard!//

ooc: Thanks. I'm glad I decided to join.

Vianne had been traveling for some time, carrying a backpack with her that held all the basic things she would need. She had been on her way to the outcast camp, when the storm had come all of a sudden. She didn't let it bother her, though, she she continued her journey to the camp. She was getting a little tired of camping out in the woods, without a proper shelter, and wanted a nice bed to sleep in for once. Before she could get there, however, a bolt of lightning crashed down from the sky and struck her.

Vianne cried out in pain as she was electrocuted. It felt like the pain lasted for a while, but it was really only there for a moment, as her powers were activated. Her body absorbed the energy of the lightning and began to change. Her body, her clothes, even her backpack, all became crackling electricity within seconds. From the waist down, the lower half of her body became a simple trail of lightning, giving her a little bit of flight in her new form. Unable to control the sudden increase in power, she took off flying towards the camp, going faster than she could handle.

Shane had no idea what he was going to do, how do you find something if you don't even know what it is that you're looking for? But Shane knew he would have to think of something, perhaps that idea about the flames getting hotter the closer he got, perhaps that could work, but Shane didn't have a lot of trust in Raymond, he didn't want anyone purposely or accidentally getting scorched, after what he had seen Raymond turn into, he was going to be cautious, and not let Raymond do much of the talking, at least, he hoped that's how things were going to go.

"The storm seems to be dying down...But it's still pretty bad." For the last hour Shane had been sitting in the corner, listening with bat ears, listening for vibrations outside. "If you'd like, you two will be able to return to your cabins within the hour, I'd assume, that is, if it doesn't get worse. You're also welcome to stay here, morning will be coming soon anyways."

In her new electrifying form, it didn't take Vianne long to reach the camp. However, she had never had a lightning form before, and was unable to control it. She was flying around all over the camp in a frenzy, having no control over the speed and direction she was going in. Vianne tried to take control of her powers, but she was finding that rather difficult.

She could barely keep herself from frying everything around her and causing damage, let alone actually take full control of her powers. Vianne kept feeling a strong pull from the cabins, and had to fight her own body from flying towards them. She figured her electric form was attracted to some sort of technology in the cabins. She didn't want to shock anything or hurt anyone, so she was trying to avoid hitting any of the cabins. So Vianne just continued to fly about rapidly.

"Oh, don't mind me, I'm just trying not to freaking zap everything in sight! Although, it'd be nice if I could stop this crazy ride! I'm getting dizzy!" Vianne cried out, in response, sounding a bit panicked, and yet making jokes about the situation at the same time. Vianne noticed a ring of fire closing in on her. When she got close enough, she could clearly feel the heat, and yet it didn't really burn her like she would have expected. However, the fire was keeping her from zipping passed it, but it didn't stop her from zipping about within the ring itself.

Shane was beginning to grow impatient with the storm, so he decided to leave the basement and see if it had died down a sufficient amount, "I'm going out to see if anyone needs any help... It should be safe to go out, you can return to your homes if you'd like, meet me at the lake at noon, I'm going to rally everyone together." He also wanted to see if anyone got caught in the storm, and if he could help anyone that needed the help, he knew cabin's may have been crushed and people may have been hurt so he wanted to help. Shane took a step on the wooden plank that made up his staircase, it squeaked as he placed his foot down, he took a deep breath once he reached the top of he stairs, slowly opening the trap door and getting out.

"Holy ****..." He looked around his home, seeing things all over the floor, his windows broken, his records blown away, his door off its hinges, he took a step outside onto his porch and looked around at the destruction, the rain had died down, it was a mere drizzle now, the clouds were turning white again, but around him was waste and destruction, he rushed around the camp to see if anyone was hurt, he helped some people to the hospital, making sure they were safe, and then he ran out to find the others.

He had no idea where Nathan or Raymond lived, so he would just have to guess, every cabin looked the same, but he thought that Raymond's but be a bit more distinguished by burns and the smell of charcoal, so he shifted his nose into that of a Basset hound's, sniffing for charcoal.

Nathan heard the sound of the rain and thunder die down, and the shaking of his cabin stopped, so he deemed it safe to go outside. "I can always go back under if it's a raging tornado tearing through my cabin." He joked, walking up the creaky steps to the trapdoor. "I need to fix those. It sounds like a freaking bird is screeching." He said as he opened the trap door and climbed out of his basement. What he saw was a scattered destruction, his couch had been moved a meter, and his bookshelf was on the ground, books all over the place. That was just the living room.

"Looks like I'll need to reorganize." He said dryly, getting up and walking to the door. "May as well go see if anyone needs help, and once I've helped everyone, I can go to Shane and tell him about how strange that storm felt." He said, walking outside.

His mouth dropped as he saw the lightning form whizzing around. "Or I can help that." He said.

Asa watched as Shane climbed up the stairs and out of sight. She turned her head to Micheal. "We should probably go up there, too. That storm probably harmed a lot of people," she said quietly. She wasn't expecting a spoken answer, of course.

"None taken! It's a first for me, too!" Vianne admitted. "I'll try to deactivate my power, but it isn't always easy! But hey, just a heads up, keep that fire off me when I change back, or the fun won't stop there." She gave a warning. Vianne had never tried a fire form before, and after the lightning, she wasn't intent on trying it so soon.

Focusing all her attention on her powers, Vianne closed her eyes and tried to regain control. As she did so, her body still zipped around within the ring of fire. Come on, I can do this! This form is new, and strong, but it's nothing I can handle! Just focus, and deactivate! She thought, concentrating. Vianne took a deep breath and the electricity began to fizzle out. After a moment, Vianne finally returned to her normal form. However, once she did so, she could no longer fly.

Vianne yelled as she fell to the ground with a thud. She fell on her back and groaned. "Well, flying's fun and all, but it's the landing part, and getting struck by lightning, that's a pain." She muttered. She sat up, and her hair was completely standing on end.

Nathan had run towards where he had seen Ray and the lightning person flying around. "Are you okay?" He asked her, running towards her and starting to help her up. "Cool power." He said, as he helped her up. Be then noticed he had never seen her face before. "Hey, are you knew to the camp?" He asked her, an eyebrow raised.

Shane had been searching for at least an hour, he had a strike of lightning in the distance a few minutes earlier but he hadn't payed much attention to it. Stiff from the rain, he walked through the fields of green, dew was dripping off of the leaves that had been tough enough to hold on to the trees, the sun was finally coming out as well, and the sky hard turned from its Dark Navy Blue color to its regular Sky Blue coloration. A smile was present upon his face now as he had heard some birds chirp in the distance, and then THUD! It wasn't too loud, but his developed ears could hear the sound of the girl falling to the ground, and he could smell charcoal! He ran off in the direction of the sound and smell.

Sprinting, he was just a few seconds away from the cabin, he would knock on the door and see if Raymond was already, he was hot-headed and seemed like a loner to Shane, but even the loneliest people needed help at times. He then saw the Pyro standing next to a girl who was sitting on the wet grass.

"Thanks. Yeah, I'm fine." Vianne said, smiling at Nathan, thankful to be standing on solid ground. "Ah! It's nice to have a solid form again and have my feet firmly planted on the ground! Thanks for your help, dudes!" She grinned, giving a slight nod to each of them. "Man, that was a shocking experience, wouldn't you say? I bet I made one electrifying entrance, huh?" She chuckled.

"You seem quite ec-static" Shane said with a chuckle as he approached the group, he gave a slight nod to everyone standing outside of Ray's house. "Nice to meet you, and Ray, Nathan, nice to see you two again." He came to rally everyone together, but some friendly banter beforehand couldn't hurt, and it would help him in the long run, developing his people skills.

Nathan laughed at her jokes. He thought he was gonna get along nicely with this girl if she was one to make jokes. "Yeah, being solid is very fun." He said a smirk on his face. "Yeah....I c at really think of any lightning onus right now." He said, a grin stretching all over his face.

"Ha! ec-static! I love it!" Vianne laughed. "Man, I can already tell that I'm simply going to love it here!" She grinned.

Nathan stomped hai foot into the ground as he heard Shane's joke. "Damnit Shane, you took a joke I had just thought of!" He said, a grin on his face showing he wasn't truly pissed at the shape shifter. He laughed at what Vianne said. "Yeah, this place is really cool." He paused. "Swell, when it's not being destroyed by a storm." He joked.

Shane seemed a bit surprised, this girl was new, had she traveled through the storm to get here? "Raymond, I do know how much you enjoy having fun and chatting" It was his turn to be sarcastic now, "But I came here with news, I am gathering us all near the lake at noon, to discuss.." He shifted his view over to Vi, "Uhh...The thing, that happened." She had no part in this, and if it was dangerous he didn't want this girl getting harmed, he wouldn't allow it. "You too Nathan."

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What Shane didn't know was that this girl was a part of it, for The Director had monitored her powers via the cameras installed around the camp. "Ah, a breath of fresh air...I wonder what her mind holds...What secrets she has, how do your powers work, my dear?" The Director took in a large gust of air, filling up his lungs and then slowly letting the oxygen escape his body. "I feel refreshed after that storm...So, let's see what your mind holds..." With that, he focused long and hard, zeroing in on Vi's mind.

Michael nodded his consent and agreement, raising himself from his spot on the floor and following Asa. His torrent thoughts and feelings had calmed significantly after the storm, but he still had a lingering worry in him. Whether it was because he feared for the safety of the other camp inhabitants, or because he was wary of the new changes brought about in the camp, or a mixture of both, he could not tell.

Nathan looked at Shane as he heard his name. "Me?" He asked, surprised. "Wow, someone thinks that as a telepath, I'm useful!" He joked, laughing at his own joke. He does that a lot. "Anyway, sure. We need to get to the bottom of this. And we we need to get as many people as we can. Also, that's why I was coming here." He said, remembering his original reason for going outside. "During the storm, I felt some sort of strange presence. I don't know what it was, but it felt like it was controlling the storm. Or if not, I have no idea what it was."

Shane shot a displeased looked towards the telepath, he didn't want this girl in on it, she could get hurt. He took Nathan to to side and spoke to him quietly. "Don't let anyone other than us know about any of these odd goings on, if they aren't involved, leave them not involved." His frustration, albeit a small amount of frustration, came from his wanting to keep everyone safe if he could.

Nathan raised an eyebrow as he was dragged aside. "Well, I see your logic in that, but if we are gonna have a chance at all against whatever caused that storm, we'll need everyone we can get." He said, waving his hand towards Ray and Vi. "And these two will help us. I know you want to keep innocent people safe, but think about this: We are innocent to." He said, leaving his comment in the air for Shane to think about.

Vianne was about to continue the conversation, when she sensed something. She closed her eyes tightly, turning away from the group. She couldn't describe it, but something didn't feel right all of a sudden. This was strange, as she simply knew she was in the right place. She had to be. She had numerous stories about this camp from her family, and had worked this hard just to get here. She knew this had to be the place. And yet, she sensed something wrong all of a sudden. No, this strange sensation was familiar. She had felt it before, she thought. Maybe this is.... No, it has to be.... I've felt this before.... This is sort of like.... Mom's telepathy.... That's it.... It has to be.... Someone's.... Trying to get inside my mind, I think.... But who...? Why....? It doesn't matter.... 'Cause whoever it is needs to get out....! You hear me, get out of my mind, whoever you are! Get out!

Asa slowly got up, ducking a considerable amount, anxious to get back outside. Up the stairs and through the trap door... a huge mess. "No wonder Shane sounded so annoyed," she said flatly, striding out the open doorway while avoiding shards of glass. The devastation outside was horrifying. People were hustling about to save others from the rubble of their homes, often using their individual powers in assistance.

Shane shook his head at Nathan, "You could get people killed, you have no idea who is behind thi-" He could see Vi in the corner of his eye, but she looked trouble, like something was troubling her, he knew what was happening. "No, NO!" He ran over to the girl, planning on calming her down, if she wasn't thinking of anything worth this criminal's while then he would leave. "Just stop thinking, make your thoughts blank." His eyes were burning with hatred, how could such a monster read someone's thoughts, it was there private place, not a place for anyone else. "Get out of her head, or so help me god, I will kill you." Shane never had been a vengeful person, but he hated whoever was doing this.

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"Very well." The Director smirked at his doings, happy with the information he had acquired and thusly, he left her mind. "I don't need her anymore anyways..." The man planned on making his appearance that day, and no one would suspect a thing, they knew not of him, but he knew who they were. He knew them more than they knew themselves.

When Michael emerged from the trap door and was exposed to the devastation around him, he stopped in his tracks instantly. A pained expression dominated his face as he scanned his surroundings. He didn't have to see what was happening - what had happened - to know. He could feel it. People scurrying around in not quite a panic, yet acting out of worried determination; homes were horribly damaged, some even destroyed; most had gotten out just fine; others were hurt; some were trapped underneath their homes, having hid in their basements to evade the storm; trapped down there; buried alive...

Stop it! STOP IT! Michael mentally shouted at himself. His breathing was irregular now. Gasping for breath. Buried alive. He was buried alive...

No! No... No, he was not buried alive. He knew this. He could see his surroundings, he could see that he was clearly alright, but that did not erase the feeling. The feeling of those trapped under their homes, screaming.. begging to be found. And the feeling of worry for those who were feeling as he was right now, for a good reason, at that.

Shaking a bit, Michael stood close to Asa, all the while trying to force down his emotions.

Nathan had been about to say something in reply, but turned around as he saw the same trouble look on Vi's face. "Don't let anything of any importance be in your thoughts!" He yelled, running towards her. "Unless you've had this feeling for awhile, in which the telepath reading your mind has probably learned every last detail about you." He said dryly, loathing whoever was doing this. "I never do that to innocents, on,y to people I need to do it to." He muttered under his breath.

Vianne sighed and opened her eyes as the telepathy stopped. "Whoever it was is gone..." She muttered. "Uh... E--excuse me...." She stammered, heading away from the group. She wasn't sure where to go, and didn't know her way around the camp, but she didn't feel like socializing at the moment. That mind intrusion sort of ruined her day, which was funny, considering she was hit by lightning and still managed to stay cheerful.

Shane snapped back at the Pyro, something he wasn't very accustomed to doing. "Your little idea could cause more destruction than needed." He took a deep breath and sighed, "And besides, we all have a grudge against this force, we need eachother, Ray, can you not see that? People are getting hurt. We need a plan that we can all agree on." He swung his head back towards the girl, "You shouldn't go, it's dangerous to be alone right now, please!" He was having a tough time keeping himself calm, but he would need to, he wouldn't fuss any longer. "It's happened to us too."

Asa's expression was pained, her body stiff (and thankfully straight; it got a bit old having to bend over every time she went in someone's house), as they took in the devastation. But someone else's face was more pained than her own. "Micheal?" she began, turning her head down to him. She knew that it was a lot for someone to take, but something seemed strange about the way he was acting.