Glory || Mentions: Jackson

Sighing quietly, Glory held his hand, squeezing her fingers lightly, smiling faintly. "You won't lose me, I can promise you that," she spoke in a small whisper, looking down, chuckling slightly. "Y'know. My entire life, I have been sticking by my family's side, and no matter what happened, someone was hurt. No matter what I do, I can't seem to save everyone. Just once, it would be nice to be that one person who would risk everything to save her family," she shifted her weight, looking back up at Jackson with earnest eyes. "So please, let me be that person who protects my family beyond the boundries of hell. Let me lead the enemy the other way. Let me be the mother I should have been this entire time." Her eyes settled down, a beautiful, calming yellow blaze, her pupils rounded, a small flame kindling within the darkness of her pupil.

Aztec reached for his mother, and Glory placed a hand on his face, kissing him on the forehead, a gentle smile on her face. He smiled too, but his smile slowly faded away when he glanced up, hearing a loud, buzzing sound. Glory jerked her head upwards, and gritted her teeth. It was a copter, and it was passing by, but it was obvious Ibex was searching for them. She clenched her jaw, and her once peaceful, rounded pupils quickly turned into daggers, and her muscles tightened. "Go Jackson. Take the kids, and go," she kissed him before taking a few steps back, looking back up. She looked back to Jackson, hoping he'd make the right choice.

Glory || Mentions: Family, Shi, Ibex

Glory nodded, watching as her family turned, and she herself turned around, looking at Shi, "Heal my daughter when you get the chance." She wasn't big on trusting random people, but this person healed the love of her life, and even help her escape. She deserved some of Glory's respect, she stood still for a moment, before nodding.

Glory looked upward, noticing the copter was now hovering them. They hadn't spot them yet, but they were about to. She sighed heavily, and shifted quite quickly into a silver-back wolf, and she shook her silver coat, and growled menacingly. She jumped upwards, grabbing ahold of rough bark, yes, she was climbing trees. It wasn't normal for wolves to climb trees, or even try to, but then again, she wasn't normal or a wolf. She began climbing quickly, the tree beginning to shake as she neared the top. She jumped from tree to tree, making her way up to the copter. She knew it was going to hurt, obviously, but she had to do it. For her family. Once she reached the perfect altitude, she bared her teeth, her ears pinned back along her head. She crouched down slightly, and pushed herself upwards with all her might, launching herself up into the sky, her fur flowing back in wave like motions, her lips curled. A dark, evil-like growl was eminating from her lungs, and it almost made the soldiers above her shudder. They looked down at her, and yelled into their walkies, and tried to load their guns, but they were too late.

The large lupine leaped onto the helicopter, ripping into the side, ripping out a soldier, and another. The helicopter couldn't support her weight, and began circling, smoke pouring out the side. An alarm was going off, and the pilot was freaking out when he realized a large, homicidal wolf was in the back. He stopped screaming eventually as jaws locked around his torso. The helicopter went down, back towards the large field, and out of the corner of her eye, Glory could see another helicopter in the distance. She snarled, and waited in the smoking copter until she was at a safe distance from the ground where she could jump out. She leaped out, crashing down on the ground with a large thud, throwing back her head, letting out a short howl before barreling down, across the field, a large explosion exploding behind her. Just for a moment, she looked like a badass. Until she tripped over a rock.

Glory righted herself, having a grumpy expression. There goes my moment.

Nyx & Dakota || Mentions: Leonas, Levushka (ind.), Ibex, Abominations

Everything was going.. ok. Nyx was battling abominations, while her sister was battling soldiers. It was going as well as it ever could, the twins were obviously on the loosing side, being outnumbered entirely by two completely different sides, who were even killing each other. "Christ!" Dakota growled, stabbing one soldier in the gut, while kicking another in the knees. She was overloaded with enemies alongside her sister, whom was getting the brunt of it all. Their energy was draining quickly, and they were nowhere near denting in on the population of monstrosities. "Nyx, we gotta get out of here-" she began to shout until everything around them just dropped dead.. or exploded. They both walked over to one another, confused as to what was happening. Then a strange, yet somehow familiar man came into view, and Dakota looked up at him as he spoke. She was silent, glaring at him quietly, not very happy with this strangers appearance.

On the other hand, Nyx glowered at the man, "Why? What did you do to him?" She asked, gripping her blade tightly, arching it upwards behind her arm, about to slice skin open. "And who the hell are you? Why should we believe that your not an enemy of ours? Everything around us has been an enemy," she hissed, her muscles tensing.

Eagla

"Humans are strange creatures," a voice combined of male and female spoke, "and easy to terrify. Toys. Useless toys. All humans are. So many emotions, it's annoying." Voice riddled with disgust, their white eyes filled with it. Hunting, yes, they are hunting. Hunting to the ones that stole their power to torture others, and they were pissed. Stalking a couple of Ibex soldiers patrolling an apartment, white eyes examining both masked soldiers. Their chains rattle with each step, slowly they lift both arms, and the loose sleeves fall back-exposing their hands. Large hands grab the two soldier's throats. Their talons wrapped around their necks, pulling the two towards them. If they move, if they scream, they'll die. They could smell it, feel it, and it was intoxicating. The fear both men were giving off was bringing them joy. "Scared little rats? Afraid of the big bad boogeyman?" Tapping their throats with a single talon-a deep hum rumbling in their throat. "You're not the ones. You two may go." They let go of their necks, and the soldiers start to run. They wait, wanting to time it right, a rumbling growl in their throat.

"Foolish mortals, very idiotic." He knows their darkest fears, creating a murderous clown and a giant spider. Pointing at the two men running away, "Hunt them down. Kill them. I want to hear them scream." Their creations can't kill them physically, but they can give people heart attacks. Watching the laughing clown and the screeching spider chase after the men, Eagla watches them for a bit before disappearing into the shadows. Fear is a fascinating emotion: you can kill or blackmail someone with such ease. They were getting annoyed by the screaming of the men and the number of Ibex soldiers. The cursed chains are giving their position away, which means they have to go human for the time being. Shifting into their human disguise, they enter the apartment, careful to avoid the soldiers patrolling around.

He wanders the building, bored and annoyed that he has to stay here for quite a while. Shoving his hands into the pockets of his pants, eyes of frosty white inspecting every corner. Who would share a stinky building with other humans? It's disgusting. Not just the humans, but the smell of them compacted into little space was too. Rubbing his nose, not used to smelling such things, let alone acting human. Truly is a difficult thing to go through, to add, pretend to be one. He stops outside an apartment door, feeling something odd coming from the room. Eyes glowing after looking around, and starts receiving information on the person hiding in the room. "Finley. A peculiar name for a strange man." Talking to themselves, something they do while inspecting someone. He was close to knocking on the door, only to stop with his knuckles centimeters away. "Bad idea. Best if I sneak. Check on him while hiding sounds good." This human's mind was different. The emotional side of the brain was closed off-locked away by the man. This interests Eagla to the point his curiosity overcomes him. Rarely do mortals gain his notice, well, they do, but it's more of him punishing them. He goes back into his fear form, phasing through the door.

"A human with no emotions. Fascinating indeed." Eagla says, oddly impressed towards the man, and kept his distance by hiding in the corner. "I'm not a threat to you, human. I'm here to observe, inspect your mind." An unnatural level of fear was radiating off him, filling the room with it. Realizing this, Eagla's white eyes dim. "My apologies if my powers overwhelm you," placing a hand over their chest, "this something I can't control. The constant feeling of fear, I mean." They remember that they haven't said their name and clear their throat. "I'm Eagla, which means fear in Irish. You're Finley, yes?"

Malaki couldn't help but look around occasionally, making sure that they weren't being followed by anyone or anything. I need to calm down and stop worrying so freaking much. We escaped Ibex and... As Malaki looked at the clouds, he was hit with yet another thought. What happens if civilians see us while we're using our powers? He was snapped out of his paranoia trip with Sky's narration of the scene around them. "So Sky... you ever been struck by lightning before? I know it's an odd question but I need something to pass the time while we're in the air."