Once the girl had gone upstairs and out of earshot, Sephtis turned to Broken. "Is she armed?" he asked. Broken nodded, "Yes, a knife and if most likely a gun" she answered. "What the hell is wrong with you Broken? Since when do you care if a 16-year-old girl is on the streets or not?" He asked, his tone angry with a hint of concern. "I don't know, alright. There is just something different about her, a cold fire behind her eyes, maybe she is like the rest of us" She answered, she saw Seohtis as a friend, not a member of her gang, so that's how she talked to him.

Broken thought of her gang, a group of misfits and rejects, people who were told they were broken, that they weren't good enough.

She looked around and stood up, slinging her bag over her shoulder. I have to leave. She thought but something was keeping her here. She glanced around for a window and considered jumping out a window but she wanted to know why Broken, the girl who hated everyone, suggested coming here. Shouldnt she just have left me? She thought and her hands started heating, threatening fire but her body was cold. She quickly got her swirling emotions in control and fiddled with her flame necklace. The necklace was fire proof and on some sort of chain that was made of a dark material that she didnt even know what it was. It had a small flame pendant with a white sharp background that seemed to be made of some sort of diamon while the flame pendant was made of some amber material. She wasnt exactly sure what it was made of but it helped calm her down. She didnt use her ice powers much since she didnt find much use for it for the most part but she used fire a lot and found it more useful. She pulled her gun out, made sure it was loaded and the safety was off, before putting it back at her side before she started to pace, scolding herself mentally

Broken checked her phone as te horror film came to an end. "We have to leave in 5 minutes, I'm going to go let the girl know," she said to Sephtis as she stood up. She jogged up the stairs, simply because she liked how it felt, and knocked on the door she had instructed the girl to. "Sephtis and I are heading out, help yourself to the kitchen and the rest of the house, you have Verill's and my number if you need anything" she said through the door before moving to the end of the hall and entering another bedroom that was her own. She started to get ready.

Broken didn't need much time, she grabbed her black bandanna and tied it around her neck before pulling it just over her nose. She brushed her quickly and whipped it back into a high ponytail. And finally was ready to leave. Despite this though, Broken sat in front of a mirror, looking at the scars that covered her arms, that showed threw the holes in her jeans, the faintest line across her throat. She tentatively reached her hand up, touching the scar that dominated her face. I love you brother she thought as she remembered the night she got this scar.

Savayia glanced at her and just shrugged. She watched her leave and she crossed her arms, sitting down on the floor. Leave or dont leave? Leave. Dont leave. Her mind repeated over and over again. She shook her head and faintly thought about leaving to burn something and then coming back. She smirked at that. Ill do just that. She thought and strained her ears, waiting for the sound of the girl to walk down the stairs. Then she would wait a few minutes before leaving. Maybe Ill burn down my house... She thought, several ideas starting to form in her head and she relaxed

Broken sighed and left the room. "Don't set anything on fire!" She yelled as she walked past the girl's room, referring to if she decided to cook something for herself. Broken jogged back down the stairs, Sephtis waiting at the bottom with his own black bandana and pistol in his belt. They didn't say a word as the left the house. Outside, a black van waited just inside the gate and they got on without hesitation.

Verill, a blonde with slightly pale skin was at the wheel, and Aziz, a darker skinned boy with hair dyed a bright shade of red, in the passenger seat. Both wore black bandanas. "Hey boss, who's our victim today?" Aziz asked, "You guys aren't gonna like this one, its Mrs. Dolly, she kidnapped a little girl this morning" Broken answered. "Doesn't she have a kid? What are we supposed to do about that?" Verill asked, his voice heavy with concern. "Her daughter will be coming home with Sephtis and I until we find a better solution" Broken informed.

After about 15 minutes of complete silence, the car pulled over and everyone started loading their guns. "Alright, here's the plan, the kidnapped child is in the basement, Verill is going to go through the back door and block off that exit. Sephtis is going to go on the neighbor's roof and keep watch of the streets and try to spot her through the windows, I already put a sniper rifle up there, Aziz is going to block off the front door" Broken said the plan with no emotion.

"Wait, you can't possibly get the kids out and kill the woman at the same time, that's too much for you," Verill said. Just then, a blue Toyota pulled up beside the van, rolling the passenger window down. A girl with tanned skin and golden blonde hair sat at the wheel. "Acantha" Broken dipped her head in greeting to the girl who also wore a black bandana. "Boss" she dipped her head back. Broken looked back at the boys. "Acantha is going to get the kids out while I track down Dolly"

Savayia smirked when Broken yelled that at her. You have no idea how correct that is. She thought, still smirking before waiting to hear the feet on the stairs before jogging down the stairs and leaving the large mansion. She went out through the gate and looked around for a moment. She wondered where Broken had gone but that was a faint thought in the back of her mind that faded when she thought of burning something down. She jogged across the street and started her way back home

She crouched outside the house window and listened closely. At first she didnt think anyone was home but then she heard heavy footsteps and a yell as she heard her drunk father walk right into a dresser. She smirked and quietly put her head near the window. She pulled out her gun and pointed it at the door and fired several times before ducking away from the window. Her father came to the window and looked around wildly before closing it and Savayia smirked. Good. Exactly. She thought, smiling. She snuck around to the back of the house where no one would be able to see her and she made a small flame appear in her hand before throwing it under the door and by the 2 or 3 windows. She had a lighter in her boot so if anyone came asking questions and they said they knew she set it, she wouldnt tell them about her powers. Just that she had used the lighter. If they catch me. She thought with a smirk and jogged, keeping to the darker shadows. She stopped about 200 feet away and watched the house go up in flames. She smiled and headed back to the mansion, her hands still hot after she had set it on fire.