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Post by Max452 on Jan 2, 2012 15:48:50 GMT -8
Racing through the alleys of New York, Logan Monroe glanced behind him, fear in his eyes. They were coming...
Jumping over a tipped over trash can, Logan skidded into the busy crowd of New Yorkers.
I have to warn them! This one train thought motivated him to find his siblings. They had to be warned! They were coming...
Pushing his way through the crowd, Logan spared another glance behind him. He spotted the four men chasing him, pushing men and women out of their way.
***
Crossed armed, Sam Cale waited impatiently for Rebel's orders. With a leather hoodie, he eyed Monroe's apartment. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. His eyes scanned the area. Why would this so called Shadow want with Monroe anyways? He wondered. The dude had no powers, but Micah was sure that Logan was in danger. He anbd his family. And so, Sam was instructed to just watch Logan, and not approach him, while some others were sent to watch over Felicity and David Monroe too. He sighed. This was boring, but his training made him endure the silence...
***
"Where'd he go?" An agent asked his partner.
"Through the crowd, through the crowd! Don't lose him!" The agent heard through his earpiece as he shoved a man aside. "MOVE" He commanded as he spotted Logan's jacket blurring ahead of him.
"There he is!" He heard another partner shout and they continued to pursue him.
***
"What's the status on Target 2 and Target 3?" A man in a van asked in a headset.
"Target 2 is heading out for lunch with her friends." A man in a t-shirt and jeans spoke quietly into his earpiece as he watched Felicity.
"Target 3 is still flirting with a civilian." A taxi driver on "break" spoke through his earpiece.
"Permission has been granted for a takedown once they are alone. Make no mistakes." The man in the van ordered. He glanced at his other headset. Target 1 was being very hard to apprehend, and he wasn't even a freak. "Make sure Target 1 doesn't get to warn the other Targets."
"Understood."
"Dead or alive, gents...dead or alive has been issued on Target 1."
"Affirmative."
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Post by Firestar on Jan 2, 2012 22:45:38 GMT -8
"No!" the cute girl giggled. "That can't be true!"
"It is," Dave assured her. "I was the best runningback on the team in high school, and everyone knew it, but then that stupid coach decided I should play kicker for a while. I have to say, I sucked." The girl giggled more at that as they ate their hot dogs. Dave was busy trying to place her accent. It was some sort of eastern European, he was sure, but aside from that, he couldn't tell anything more.
"Janelle, we have to go!" a few members of her tourist group called out. Dave gave her a quick wink and waved her off.
"Nice to meet you," he told her, "Now you should go enjoy New York. You don't see it every day."
"It was nice to meet you, too, David," she said as she walked away. Dave struggled not to make a face, wishing she had just used his nickname.
Suddenly on his own, he got an eerie feeling. Glancing over his shoulder, he scanned the streets for anything out of the ordinary. He was certain he was being watched. Though it might have been paranoia, with all the rumors he had heard recently, he swiftly merged into the foot traffic on the sidewalk, trying to lose whoever might be following him.
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Kate sat in the diner where Rebel had told her Felicity would be going to lunch. How she had been selected to keep up with the woman's day-to-day activities was beyond her. For some reason, Rebel had decided she would be best for the job, as well as protecting her. For as long as Rebel had assigned this to her, Kate had found herself constantly arriving where Felicity was headed ten minutes before the other woman got there, during which time she would change clothes as fast as her speed could allow and find some reason to hide her face so Monroe wouldn't think she was stalking her.
It helped that she'd gotten a job at the same modeling company where Monroe worked. There she didn't have to hide her face or even pretend more than usual. And she'd discovered that she had some sort of inborn talent of fixing hair and makeup.
Kate knew she had to keep an eye out for herself as well. Not only did she have to worry about Shadow's goons, but also the police and any other organization that might take an interest in either her criminal record or her powers.
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Post by trinn on Jan 4, 2012 19:24:43 GMT -8
OOC: yay!
The cafe was a small but expensive place. But expense mattered little when you were a rising model. Felicity sat with two of her friends, waiting for their orders. They had just finished a run for some new designer. She had hated the stiff clothes and low cut shirts the designer seemed to prefer. Although many people wouldn't think it, Felicity thought of herself as a modest girl. While her friends chatted, she found her mind straying to the things she had heard in the news. She tapped her cup of tea anxiously. Surely those were just rumors... a cold chill ran down her spine, but she shrugged it off. She scolded herself for acting like a kid. Jumping at shadows.
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Post by Max452 on Jan 4, 2012 20:07:57 GMT -8
Logan stumbled over a buisness man that didn't move out the way fast enough. "Oof" He grunted as he scrambled back to his feet. Daring another look, he spotted the Agents coming closer. Fe...Dave... Was the two names that kept flashing in his name. He had to get to them...had to get them out of here, but first, he knew, he would have to lose these guys.
***
A buzzing sound was heard in Sam's pocket. Taking out his phone, Sam read the text sent from Micah. He's in trouble! Shopping center west of you! Hurry!
Sam ground his teeth. "Crap!" He hurried to his car and stripped off towards the shopping center.
***
Logan veered through another alley, knowing that he could lose these guys in a large crowd. Knowing that the mall was close, he headed for that direction and then he heard it...the gunshots.
He kept running, but felt a bullet sheer through side. He cursed, but kept running. He had to save his family.
***
Max stared as the tourist finally left Dave alone. She sighed. Now she knew why that kid wanted her to watch Dave. The man couldn't resist women. Putting the fake purse back onto the table that she was looking at, she gave the seller a disappointed smile before "accidently" bumping into David.
"Oh, I am sorry." She faked a perfect Southern accent.
***
Skidding into the Mall, Logan kept running, exhausted to say the least. He could hear people screaming and yelling at him and his pursuers, but kept going nonetheless. He ran passed some few stores, before getting jerked to the side by a strong arm.
"Ack!" Logan instinctively threw out a punch, but his hand was caught by Sam's hand.
"Easy. I'm here to help." Was all Sam said, before gesturing Logan out the door.
Logan didn't have time to really think about it, but even if he wanted to get away from Sam, Sam had already pushed him out a back door of the mall and into his car.
"Hold on." Sam told him as he got into the car and sped off.
***
"GET Targets 2 and 3!!!!" The tactical team leader yelled into his headset, once he heard that Target 1 escaped.
"Roger"
"Confirmed."
***
The men sprang into action, one group heading over to Felicity, the other, to Dave.
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Post by Firestar on Jan 5, 2012 0:58:38 GMT -8
Dave started to stroll down the street, about to make his way back to his apartment. It had been a long day, between rehearsing lines and choreography and paranoidly looking over his shoulder every five mintues. Unexpectedly, he bumped into another woman.
"Oh, pardon me," he said, smiling at her. He was a little surprised by the obviously southern accent that came from her. She really didn't look like how he imagined a southern girl to look; but the, who was he to judge? He'd never even been as far as Virginia. "Doing a little window shopping?" he asked, striking up a conversation.
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Kate watched the trio as the entered the cafe, keeping a careful eye on Felicity. She also kept a watch out the window for any movement. For a time, it seemed like nothing was going to happen. It was going to be like every other day. But then, she noticed several black figures moving toward the entrance. She steadied herself, waiting for the right moment to bolt. Fighting her instincts to run was hard, but she needed to time everything just right to grab Felicity and be out the door before the agents even noticed.
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Post by Max452 on Jan 5, 2012 15:37:48 GMT -8
"Oh, you know," Max feigned a giggle. "A little shopping here and there." She smiled at Dave. She began to jabber about being able to come to New York City for the first time. "Its like I've always imagined it to be." As she talked, her eyes flickered passed Dave's shoulder, sensing odd movement; 4 men in black suits coming earnestly toward them. Her instincts began to tell her to run. Oh, crap. She thought. "How about you show me the sights!" Max quickly placed one arm around his, almost dragging him away from the agents.
***
"Where are we going!?" Logan demanded, with some distrust to Sam.
"Away from here." Sam gruffed out, trying to think of a safe place to go.
"Who are you?" Logan asked Sam.
"Sam Cale." Sam skidded into another street, losing their tail. Sam glanced at Logan when he placed a hand on his side. "You're bleeding."
"Its not too bad. We need to get to my sister and brother. They're in trouble. Those guys," Logan hesitated, unsure whether or not to divulge information. After all, he didn't know who Sam really was.
"I know. Don't worry. My friends are looking after them, if not, already bringing them to a safe place."
'What? How do you know?"
"We take care of our own, Mr. Monroe." Sam told him, sparing him another glance. "We need to get someone to look at your wound."
Clarity came upon Logan. "You have powers."
Sam smiled. "That I do."
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Post by trinn on Jan 6, 2012 14:58:19 GMT -8
The bell above the door clanged, and Felicity glanced over her shoulder to see who was walking in. Her two friends looked as well. "Who are they?" One said, "they look pretty serious." Felicity hardly heard her. The men were dressed in black, were burly, and seemed intent about something. A cold sweat formed over her skin. She began drawing in energy from the lights in the cafe. One man spotted her, then the rest looked her way. "I have to go." she said to her friends without looking at them.
"What? Fe our food hasn't even got here. Are you ok."
"Yeah... I just... don't feel good." She risked a glance back at her two friends, who watched her with concerned expressions. She spared them a smile of reassurance, then gathered her purse and coat. She stood, and tried to move calmly towards the exit.
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Post by Firestar on Jan 6, 2012 16:01:14 GMT -8
Dave smiled at the girl's constant talking, but something about her conversation seemed just slightly forced. Having been an actor for years, he was often able to tell when someone was faking. As she started dragging him away, he grew a little concerned and glanced over his shoulder to see several black suited men approaching.
"Um...all right," he said as she insisted he show her the sights. He wasn't sure what was going on, but he decided to play along for now.
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Kate stiffened as the agents entered the cafe, and then kept her face averted. Still, she kept Felicity within her line of sight, even as the woman began to leave.
One more agent entered behind the others. Kate suddenly had a perfect shot at the door. One more instant and Felicity was within grabbing distance. As soon as everything was right, Kate made her move. Before the agents even noticed she was there, as they had been intent on Felicity, Kate was out of her seat, wrapped her arm around Felicity's waist, and was on the opposite side of the street. She kept running for another five minutes, putting as much space between Monroe and the agents as she could before making her way to the safe house in the New York suburbs. What would have taken well over an hour driving even with clear traffic took her no time at all.
She stopped just inside the front foyer of the seemingly abandoned house, making sure the door was shut securely behind them.
"Are you all right, Ms. Monroe?" she asked, concerned.
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Post by Max452 on Jan 6, 2012 16:17:12 GMT -8
Max could hear the uncertainty...no, unconvinced voice that slipped out of Dave. She noticed him look back, perhaps even noticing the agents. All right, forget this stupid facade. Max hated acting anyways...well, unless she was grifting. Funny, she was very convincing when she wanted to steal. Maybe its this whole goody good attitude that she suddenly adapted. She blamed Rebel for it.
"All right," Max reverted to her actual British accent. "No fooling around, anymore. You're being chased, Mr. Monroe, and I've been sent to save the damsel, er, you. I meant save you." She corrected herself. "Our boss would like to see you and your family safe; we're gathering you guys together right now..." She paused, noticing two gentlemen get out of a taxi, and making their way in front of them. She groaned. They just wouldn't go away. "Looks like they spotted us. You ready to run, Davey?" Max asked. Without waiting for a response, Max adapted her powers to superspeed and gripped Dave as they sped across the city to the safehouse.
They skidded to a stop and arrived just after Kate and Felicity. "Yo, Kit Kat!" Max joked with Kate as she tried to make a nickname for the girl as Kate shut the door in front of them. "HEY!" She pouted. That was rude. She made to open the door, dragging Dave along.
***
"Where are you taking me?" Logan asked, hissing from the pain from his side. He could feel the blood coming out more. He was turning pale, and Sam knew he had to hurry. Tearing his shirt off, Sam rolled it up and pressed it against Logan's wound.
"That'll stop it from bleeding too bad." Sam explained. "And I'm taking you to see your sister and brother. Hopefully, they'll be there." Sam sped up, making his way to the New York safehouse, where everyone was suppose to meet.
After 10 minutes, Sam arrived at their location "Come on." Same hurried Logan out and helped him to the house.
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Post by trinn on Jan 6, 2012 16:19:31 GMT -8
One moment Felicity was in the cafe. The next, she was in an unfamiliar place, her hair disheveled, and a scream caught in her throat. She blinked at the woman who addressed her, registered she didn't know who she was, and then finally screamed. "Who are you!? Where am I!?" Her face suddenly became savage, and light pooled in the palms of her hands. "I'm warning you!" As her panic began to recede, she realized that the woman must also be a gifted like herself, and that she had fast traveled. An ability Felicity herself could utilize, but in a different way. She had half a mind to absorb the energy from the lights in the house to do her own fast traveling.
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Post by Firestar on Jan 6, 2012 17:05:56 GMT -8
Dave glanced at the woman when she quite suddenly changed her accent. He had no doubt, due to this serious tone of her voice, that this was her real accent.
"Yeah, I kinda figured that," he said, glancing around. Before he could say anything more, two more men in suits appeared. It felt like they were surrounded by the goons.
"Ready to whAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...?" He asked as Max grabbed him and suddenly they were speeding away. Next thing he knew, they were in front of a house with the door shut.
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Kate took Felicity gently but firmly around the shoulders in an attempt to calm her. "Felicity, it's me, Kate. From the studio. I brought you to a safe house because you were about to be taken by somebody." Then it registered in her mind that she'd heard Max call out just before she'd closed the door. She opened it and smiled somewhat sheepishly.
"Sorry about that, Max," she said. She glanced at Dave.
"Wait a second!" Dave said, "You're that one chick! I met you in the studio!" Then he glanced at Felicity, then saw Logan and some other guy coming up to the house. "Will someone please explain to me just what the heck is going on?"
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Post by trinn on Jan 6, 2012 17:25:17 GMT -8
Felicity stared at Kate for a second longer. Finally recognition struck her, and she let go of her powers. Her skin glowed from the light she had absorbed. She would have to expel it at some point, before she overheated. "Kate! What, I never knew..." before she could say much more, four more people arrived in a rush. She was ecstatic to see her brothers. "Dave, Logan!" She ran to them, grabbing them both around the neck and pulling them into a hug. She started crying despite herself. "I was so scared. Are they after you too? We all have to stay together from now on." she said, and continued to babble. Her nerves were still a bit shocked from the sudden move, the men who were out to get her after all.
OOC: hahaha, Dave always makes me laugh.
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Post by Max452 on Jan 6, 2012 18:32:27 GMT -8
Logan hobbled into the house, only to be attacked by his sister. "Ack, FE!" He groaned, feeling the gunshot wound scream in protest.
"Kate, can you grab the first aid kit?" Sam asked, as he stepped in after Logan. "Logan got ambushed pretty good."
"You guys okay?" Logan asked, looking at Felicity and Dave, as Felicity continued to babble. "Hey, Fe, its okay." He tried to calm his sister, his skin very pale. "Fe..." He was going to tell her to calm down before he collapsed to the floor.
"Oh, that can't be good." Max pointed at the unconscious Logan.
"He's lost a lot of blood. Max!"
"Gotcha, gotcha" Max began to roll up her sleeve as she swtiched to regenerative powers. "I got this...just need the first aid kit from Kate."
"Help me put him on the table." Sam told Dave as he gripped Logan's waist, waiting for Dave to help out.
"We'll explain things as we go along then, eh?" Max said as she followed them into the kitchen, where a dining room table was.
"Yeah, yeah." Sam said.
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Post by Firestar on Jan 6, 2012 21:26:36 GMT -8
Dave gasped out loud as his sister crushed him and Logan together in a stranglehold. He had no idea she could be that strong! Then he realized that she was scared.
"Lissy," he said, patting her on the back. "Lissy, we're okay. We're all fine, aren't we, Lo--WHAT THE HECK, ARE YOU BLEEDING?!" Dave spotted the gunshot wound in his brother's side. Even as he helped Sam carry Logan to the table, he continued railing. "And you go on and on about how careful I have to be. At least I can stop things before they hit me. What were you doing jumping in front of a gun, anyway?" Dave was half-kidding the entire time, but kept talking because the serious nature of the whole situation had yet to set in.
Meanwhile, Kate approached the basement. That was where most of the others stayed, trying to keep the illusion of an abandoned house. It appeared with all this racket the story might have to be changed a little, for now. They were probably going to need a new safe house.
She hesitated in front of the door, then called out. "Ah, Max? Do you think you could stand guard right here, in case I'm not fast enough. You know, Alicia doesn't appreciate us bringing in bleeding people."
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Post by Max452 on Jan 9, 2012 12:36:51 GMT -8
As Dave continued to scold his unconscious brother, Sam decided to explain things to both Dave and Felicity. "When I found him, he was being chased by some Agents." He began telling Felicity and Dave as Max heard Kate call her downstairs.
"Be back." She told the three and headed toward the basement.
Sam, pressed his shirt against Logan's wound, which was already seeping in blood. He suddenly realized that he didn't have a shirt on. He ignored it and continued on his explanation.
"I suppose you two heard of rumors about people with abilities being abducted by men in black?" Sam asked them. "You three, well, especially you two," he gestured to them, "were next on there list." He glanced down at Logan. "I don't know why they went after your brother." He turned back to them. "Does Logan have abilities that his been keeping secret?" He asked.
***
Downstairs, Max met up with an anxious Kate. "Hmm, I forget that she was still here. I figured that Micah would have gotten her to our rundown wannabe base." She hinted toward the underground resistance base that Micah was seemingly trying to build and organize. Hence, the gathering of people with powers. "All righty..." Max adapted her powers into one with super strength. "Okay. I'm ready." She crouched a bit in preparation for Allecia, as she nodded to Kate to open the door.
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Post by trinn on Jan 10, 2012 21:13:57 GMT -8
Felicity's eyes widened when Logan's eyes seemed to roll back in his head, and then he fainted. Her hands flew up to her mouth as she registered that he had been shot, and the blood dripping generously onto the floor was his. Her heart skipped a beat, and she followed the group into the kitchen. She watched in dismay as the strange man tried to stem the bleeding. So shocked was she, that Felicity didn't even take notice of the man's shirtless, muscular torso. Normally that would have gained her full attention. Instead she steadied her shaking hands on the edge of the table. Dave's voice didn't bother her. Rather it was comforting. At least one brother was unscathed. But Logan... "I don't know." she said to the shirtless man, not bothering to look at him. "Not that I ever knew of." Her lower lip began to tremble, and she tried not to start sobbing. "Why would they shoot him?" Reaching out, she grabbed Logan's hand. "Logan!" She said to him, shaking his hand. "Logan wake up!"
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Post by Max452 on Jan 10, 2012 23:03:10 GMT -8
Sam shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe to get to you two." He pushed the bloodied shirt down harder, wondering what was taking Max and Kate so long. They better hurry soon. Logan didn't look to good. He watched with helplessness as Felicity tried to wake her brother.
After a few moments, Logan was conscious again, but albeit, he was a bit groggy and sluggish. "Hey, Fe." He could feel the warmth of his sister's hands, and was mildly aware that Dave was yelling. "Who died and made you the older brother?" He gave Dave and Fe a smirkish grin. His eyes threatened to roll back into his head again. He wasn't sure if he would survive this. "I watch you two to promise me something." He began to tell them.
"Relax, Mr. Monroe - you're not going anywhere soon, not if we can help it." Sam comforted Logan.
Logan gave a small smile. "Still, I want you guys to promise me that you'll take care of each other..." He breathed in heavily.
"MAX! KATE! HURRY UP!" Sam commanded, knowing that Logan didn't have enough time.
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Post by Firestar on Jan 11, 2012 7:54:32 GMT -8
Kate placed her hand on the doorknob and prepared to twist the deadbolt. She took a moment to steady herself until she heard Sam call out for her to hurry. Quick as a flash, she opened the door and zoomed inside, locating the first aid kit and leaving again. Besides Alicia, there were three other people in the basement. The rest had been moved to the new base, for which they all had been glad it had started getting rather crowded in the house. Kate was out an instant later and made to shut the door, but she was just slightly too late.
Blood...there was that intoxicating, life-giving smell. Alicia sensed it even before the door was open. It quickly hit her full-force and she was hardly even aware of anything around her anymore. She charged up the stairs, feeling a desperate need to sate her sudden thirst.
Trusting Max to deal with Alicia, Kate continued speeding into the kitchen with the first aid kit, which she promptly handed to Sam.
"Come on, Logo, don't give me that crap," Dave was saying. He was angry at even the implication of his older brother dying. "You're not going anywhere. If you did, who would I have to lecture me for hours on end about everything?"
Kate glanced at Logan's wound and could tell it was really bad. She glanced at Sam for a moment, wanting to ask if he could keep him alive until they reached one of their healers, or perhaps got their hands on some regenerative blood. But she didn't want to concern the other Monroes, who both seemed to be on the edge of hysteria.
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Post by trinn on Jan 11, 2012 9:47:39 GMT -8
The words left Felicity with a sense of hopelessness. Still she was in disbelief. Logan couldn't die. He was her older brother! He wasn't supposed to die like this. "Of course we'll take care of each other." She said right after Dave, her voice more pleading than angry, "but we don't need to make that promise right now because you're not going anywhere." Kate came back then, and Felicity watched as she set the first aid kit down. Despair welled inside her. What could a small first aid kit do for a gunshot wound? Logan was losing too much blood. "What if I seared the wound shut." she said before the thought was completely formed, and glanced at the shirtless man. "To stop the bleeding?"
**
The door in the kitchen opened, causing Will to glance toward the staircase. He stood a bit apart from the others, a pistol in his hand. There was always a chance of Agents discovering them, and he was determined never to let them near his sister again. Thinking of her, he glanced over at her. It was then he noticed the change in her expression. Hungry. "Alecia." he said, reaching out to grab her shoulder. He swore to himself. Someone upstairs was injured. He wished to go help but it was more important to keep Alecia at bay. "Alecia loo-" before he could finish his sentence, she tore free from his grasp and bolted towards the stares. Swearing, Will dashed after her.
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Post by Max452 on Jan 11, 2012 13:11:34 GMT -8
Max eyed the door with intensity as Kate opened it and barged into the basement. She hadn't even seen Kate leave, but knew exactly what was going to happen next. Max let out a groan as Alicia rammed into her, seemingly clawing her way up the stairs. Max stood her ground, trying to hold Alicia back. "No, no!" She grunted, always amazed on how Alicia could be so strong when she was having a "fit".
"Don't make me knock you out!" She said through grinding teeth, continuing to push her back down. "I don't have time for this!" She could barely make out Will's sillouhette behind the blood-craving woman. "Get." She pushed Alicia harder, "back," She used the stairs as leverage, "in." she prepared herself for an ultimate push, "THERE!" She shouted and rammed Alica with all her might, not caring if she went down with her or that Will was in the way.
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Logan gave a small nod. "You two will be okay." He said, as if not hearing them. Sam ground his teeth. Where was KATE? Just as he thought about her, Kate appeared, first aid kit in hand. He turned to Felicity, considering her idea. "That sounds like the best option. We just need to get him some regenerative blood. I was hoping Max could do it, but I'm not quite sure if it'll work." He looked at Kate, asking for some advice. "Its not her main power..."
However, not wanting to risk Logan's life even further, he turned back to the youngest Monroe. "Sear the wound. We just need to stop the bleeding, right now." He motioned to hold Logan down. "Mr. Monroe," he looked at Dave, "I'll need your help with him." He gazed back at Felicity. "When I say, go, I'll remove the shirt and you'll need to sear it as fast as you can. He's going to be in a lot of pain." He told them all. "You're good?" He glanced at Logan, who just nodded. "All right," he positioned himself to hold Logan down as one hand got ready to remove the tag. Waiting until Dave was ready, he began his countdown. "1.....2.....3....GO!" Sam removed the rag, hoping that Felicity would seal the wound fast, the blood was coming up in gushes now...
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