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Logan knew he had to stay hidden, he had to stay out of range in order to keep himself out of Zane’s grasp long enough to get the upper hand, or at least try too. Logan also knew that he had to switch guns, the hand gun wouldn’t help him much in the situation. He put the safety on and tucked the gun away for now, before he grabbed the rifle that was strapped across his back. He moved to another location silently, figuring that it was best to move around rather than to stay in one place. He took cover behind one of the bigger trees, lifted the gun slightly so it was pressed in the groove of his shoulder and took aim, looking through the scope that was equipped on the rifle. He spotted Zane, Clark, and Cassandra who he had seen just before she went invisible, he had a feeling she’d come looking for him meaning he had to keep an ear out for her. Logan continued looking through the scope until he saw Kaden on the ground, it was clear that Zane had control over him. Logan clenched his jaw and narrowed his eyes, he pointed the gun at the ground near Zane’s feet and pulled the trigger, the bullet hitting the ground a few feet away from his feet wanting to get his attention and he was sure that would do the trick. “ Let him go Patel!” he yelled out to him, “ That first shot was a warning and I don’t want to hurt anyone, but I’m not above shooting anyone in the leg.” he called out, “ I can promise you, I won’t miss.” he added, he wasn’t messing around. He moved again, finding another tree to take cover behind and aimed the rifle once more.

@rosaliemoore​

Rosalie had been running, hiding, helping those who were injured to a safe house, and looking for someone to help her free Kaden, ever since she had gotten out of Zane’s grasp. Thankfully, the woman didn’t have to keep searching. Since she was in her shadow form, Rosalie was able to stay quiet and out of sight to anyone who wasn’t looking. In that moment she was a few feet away from Logan and had quickly looked up to see where he was exactly. Shit, she thought knowing that single shot could have possibly given away his location. Looking back at the group that Kaden was with, Rosalie also noticed the other woman was gone-more like vanished. Also, not good. She glared at Zane in her shadow form and glanced back at Logan hoping he could handle himself for a little while and knew she also needed to buy him some time. She had hoped to speak with him and tell him she was on his side but she knew that any interaction or conversation could endanger him even more. So instead, Rosalie would take care of the woman who had vanished into thin air.

Because Rosalie had spent most of her life in the shadows and catching every little details they provided, she easily picked up on any little irregularity in the way light or lack of light hit certain objects. Yes, it had started to get darker but that only helped Rosalie stay even more in the shadows and blend in wherever she needed to. In this case, blend in and carefully observe any change in dimensions or sounds one who was clocked could possibly make. All Rosalie knew was that no doubt the woman would be searching for Logan but right now, she assumed the girl was standing still since she saw no irregularities. Shit, she thought and took a deep breath as she came out of her shadow form and did her best to draw the attention away from Logan; she just prayed that the man was a good shot and quick. “Aww, why are we hiding?” She paused as she shifted back into her shadow form and then once more into her human one, “Too afraid to fight? Why don’t we stop these foolish games Zane and just let Kaden go already.” She glared at them all and blended herself into a tree’s shadow.

@zanexpatel

Zane glanced towards Cassandra, watching her disappear after he spoke. He smirked, knowing that if she had only practiced a little bit more, she might have been able to cloak all of them. But now wasn’t the time to complain or lecture her on her power. His eyes then moved towards Clark, shrugging his shoulders before glancing towards Kaden. “Not sure. He can’t really use it if I’m in control so I didn’t even bother looking.”

Kaden wanted to shake his head back and forth. His phone was the only thing that could connect him to help. Not that he could use it, considering his circumstances in that moment. But he didn’t want them to take it away. “N-no.” Kaden managed to get out as he was pulled by his blood towards Zane. 

Zane just smirked as he shoved his hands into Kaden’s pockets, pulling out his cell phone. “Here, go wild.” He threw it towards Clark before turning towards the sound. And then there was a gunshot right near his feet. His eyebrows rose and an amused grim played on his lips. “And I can promise you that I’ll damage him so much more if you actually pulled that trigger on one of us.” Zane said to Logan. “So I’ll give you a choice.” He began walking towards the voices. He heard Rosalie as well. “You too Rose. You can walk away now without a scratch on you or you can stay and experience some of the worst pain in your life.” He closed his eyes, feeling around until he felt one of their blood. It was closer now. He could easily grab it and manipulate them. “Your choice.”

@cassiedaws​

Cassandra heard Rosalie’s voice, sticking with her decision to go after the gunman. She trusted Zane to take care of Rosalie, especially with Clark in tow. She followed the shot backwards to the treeline, but figured, if this man was as good of a shot as he said he was, he would have moved by now. Cass moved as silently as she could, looking for any movement in the trees, either from the shadows or the leaves. She fought the urge to chant ‘come out come out wherever you are!’. She quickly realized if she could flush one of both of them out closer to the open, Zane could latch onto their blood almost immediately. Standing just inside the treeline, Cass made her steps a little louder, hoping that Rosalie would take the bait and come for her. 

@clarkmcrrison​

Clark caught Kaden’s phone. A guard’s phone was so much more useful than a residents. So much more they had access to - which was stupid really, but hey, he just did what he was told. He kept CCTV up on Flynn’s phone, not needing Kaden’s for now but it would be best to make sure the male didn’t have it, just in case. He was fully aware that out of the group right now, he was the weakest. The one that couldn’t do much of anything. The only thing he had going for him was technology, but without instructions from Jay or someone else higher than himself in The Rising Power he wasn’t to do much. He could cut the power, cut the camera’s, but both those things were also helping him and those on his side. “I suggest you listen to Patel. Let us pass, and no one else needs to get hurt. I can promise you, you’ll both come off worse.” 

Shadows. Weakness, light. Maybe he would do just the opposite of getting rid of the power. They had flood lights, for emergencies. If there were some nearby, could that weaken at least Rosalie? He had to try. He used Kaden’s phone to get into the system, to control what he needed to control and sure enough, nearby flood lights shone brightly through the trees, illuminating the space around them. Maybe they’d even spot Logan... Clark hoped so. Anybody with a gun was dangerous, no matter what side they were on. 

“Listen, I don’t have time to be stood here exchanging pleasantries with you.” Landon had heard the person approaching him from behind, taking his mind momentarily off the task at hand and he stood slowly, the air around him growing slowly colder as his hands curled into tight fists. “I’m bringin’ this place down, then I’m grabbing my girl and we’re getting out of here.” He took a single step and rotated on the spot, facing the person who had come too close and narrowed his eyes, teeth gritted together as he spoke. “You want to get in the way?” His fists completely frosted over, becoming more and more solid with every layer of ice that formed over them. “Be my guest.” 

Flynn glanced towards the ground as he nodded slowly. If he was in Clark’s shoes, he might have done something different. Even if he didn’t want to go visit his parents, he’d at least have some type of vacation away from the town. But Clark wasn’t him. “You’ve never thought of taking some type of vacation?” He asked him, genuinely wondering what his thought process was. 

“It’s not your fault.” Flynn said with a shrug of his shoulders. It was partly Flynns fault. His power and what it could do that wasn’t ‘for the good’, as his mother put it. His parents were extremely religious and they always held Flynn to a high standard because of his power. So when he did something that wasn’t very divine, they looked down upon him. They hadn’t seen him the same ever since. 

He was jarred out of his thoughts when Clark mentioned him meeting his parents. “Uh… parents don’t really like me.” He muttered. If his parents didn’t like him or want him around, then why would any other parents? And besides, if Clark’s parents knew what Flynn had done in the past, he doubted they’d want him near their son. 

Flynn ran a hand through his hair before finally glancing towards Clark. “But if that’s what you want, then I can.” He said. He didn’t want to disappoint Clark, even if he wasn’t really sure what they were. Or what Clark wanted them to be. “What would our first stop on the world tour be?” He asked Clark with a smile.

“No.” Clark answered, a shrug on his shoulders. “I can’t leave, I need to be here in case The Rising Power needs something, and I can’t risk being away for so long that someone snoops into exactly what I’ve been doing. And now, I’m pretty sure they won’t be letting me leave any time soon.” It didn’t bother Clark. If the residents were trapped here, so was he. He would be a hypocrite if he went home every chance he could whilst secretly protesting for the freedom of those trapped at Grimstone. No, he was with them, every step of the way. Always beside them, until they at least had a choice of where they wanted to be. 

“How long has it been since you’ve seen them?” Flynn asked, curious to know how often Clark actually left the town. He wished he had a good relationship with his parents but he didn’t. Flynn didn’t get along with his mom and his father was a pushover. They hated him, anyway, and there wasn’t anything he could do about it. “It’s good that they are supportive of you. I think everyone deserves that in a parent.”

Flynn shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t really have a plan. No plans at all.” He shook his head back and forth. “I’m not going to go see my parents… for reasons.” He muttered the last part. “I don’t have anyone to go to or to see out there.” Unless he went to go apologize to the family he had hurt. “A world tour? I mean, I have no reason to not do that. I’m not expected to be anywhere.” He said with a smile. “You can go visit your family and I’ll just wait till you’re done and we can do the tour.”

Originally posted by oliviabeckett

“well, i’m needed here all the time. if the government doesn’t need me to do something, usually jay’s passing on orders so i haven’t been home since i came here. i stay here. it wouldn’t feel right anyway, not when the residents can’t leave.” clark replied, a shrug on his shoulders as he looked over the other. 

Flynn was quiet as he listened to Clark and his reasonings behind him fighting against the government. When he had first found out about Clark being in The Rising Power, Flynn couldn’t help but be surprised. Clark worked for the government and he didn’t have a power but he still saw what the government was doing to the residents. 

“What would you do, if you left?” Flynn asked. He knew Clark would leave whenever he wanted to but he admired him for staying until the others got to leave. “I… I mean I didn’t used to want to leave. I just joined to make sure that my friends had a choice. I wanted to be the person that fought for them when they couldn’t fight for themselves.” He pressed his lips together before letting out a sigh. “But now… now I want out. I mean, I don’t have a family to go home to but I want to make my own home. I want to go places outside of this town.”

“I’d go and see my parents. We have a good relationship, and I miss them. They have no clue what’s going on here, so it would be a hell of a thing to explain, but they’ll support what I’ve done, and what I will do.” Clark spoke, and as much as he hoped his words were true he wasn’t sure anymore. Would they support that? Clark agreed that those sent here instead of prison should be held somewhere, and shouldn’t have a choice in whether they stay or not - that’s how prison works. But those here just because they’re different? It disgusted him, even more so that the government couldn’t see why that was wrong. 

Flynn wanted nothing more than to stay there with Clark, dance, drink, and even make out all night. It was the one thing he wanted most in that moment but he knew he was being selfish. He couldn’t keep Clark from his mission and Flynn couldn’t bail on his either. They were committed to The Rising Power and they had to show them that. And plus, Flynn wasn’t a quitter. He always followed through. “Hopefully it won’t take too much longer.” Flynn let out a sigh and ran a hand through his dark hair. 

He watched as Clark took his phone and put it in his pocket. Part of him wished he still had it to try to contact Jazmine but he shook his head. He didn’t need it. She’d be fine. She was strong. Flynn let Clark take his hand and pull him out of the club. He took one last glance back, reliving the five minutes they had just had together, before turning back and pushing it out of his mind. His eyes hardened as he saw the chaos ensuing outside. It was a lot more than what he thought it would be, originally. But people knew how to put up a fight in this town, apparently. 

Flynn nodded and held a hand out, pulling a strong divine energy shield around the two of them. It was all colors, yellow in some spots and red and blue in others. Every emotion he had showed through the shield and only someone with knowledge about the colors would know exactly what he was feeling. He squeezed Clark’s hand, as if to reassure him that everything would be fine. “Let’s go. And we help anyone that needs it on the way.” 

Clark noticed the colours of the shield were different than before, and he made a mental note to ask about that later. Now wasn’t the time. The male nodded, agreeing with Flynn, as he took off at a fast pace to get to where they needed to go. “Anyone? Or anyone on our side?” Clark asked, knowing where he stood on that. He didn’t want anyone to get hurt, but injuries were going to happen. It was a given, right? But did that mean he ignored everything inside of him telling him to help anyone who gets injured? He didn’t have time to debate his own morals - he’d do whatever Flynn said to do.

He hoped his friends were okay. Even those not on their side, he hoped they were okay. They could all look after themselves, he was sure, but some people on their side were ruthless. Some may kill if they weren’t held back, that much he knew. It would depend on their orders from TRP, he guessed. 

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@cassiedaws @clarkmcrrison @logan-kingston37 @rosaliemoore

Zane used his power to keep hold on Kadens blood as he walked through the town. He had lost control over Rosalie but that was the least of his worries. He wasn’t scared of her, even if she was able to get out of his hold for a split second.

“What do you say we go fuck some shit up?” Zane asked as he glanced over to Kaden. He smirked as he let him have control over his mouth.

“Fuck you!” Kaden hissed at the blood bender and it only made Zane chuckle. “I’m sorry I have a Fiancée. Also, guards aren’t my type.” Zane said with a devilish grin.

He heard someone behind him in that moment and he smiled. “Clark, so nice of you to join us.” Zane tilted his head to the side. “Have you come to join in on the action?” Zane asked as he maneuvered Kaden to stand in between them. “I think I can make him fight for us, so he could even be our shield if we need it.” Zane said with a smile and then he noticed someone else appear out of thin air. “Cassandra, so nice of you to join us.”

Cassandra was a little surprised that Zane had said he needed her help, but regardless, she went. She found his location fairly quickly, never showing herself to any wandering eyes. There were plenty of times she almost laughed at how helpless Kaden was under Zane’s control. His power always mesmerized her, how one person could fully control someone else was so intriguing. 

She followed behind for a little while, before seeing Clark come up next to the duo. Finally revealing herself, she answered with a smile, “I know it is, I’m fantastic company.” Looking to Kaden, she shrugged, “No hard feelings, right Kaden?” Cassie’s eyes finally wandered over to Clark, who she acknowledged with a smile and a nod. 

@clarkmcrrison​ 

Clark had gotten separated from Flynn. He didn’t like it, and he was frantically looking for him but he had no way of defending himself. He had to find some other members of TRP so that he could be safe. Flynn could protect himself, he knew that... he would be okay. He swallowed hard as he saw Zane. They were on the same side, but had different ideas on how to win... Though without people like Zane willing to do the dirty work they wouldn’t be anywhere close to getting out. “Zane, Cassandra.” Clark greeted, looking over the other as he bit his lower lip. He was so stupid for taking Flynn’s phone... He should have left him with it. But he had control with it, at least. Logged into his own backdoor in the system. 

“I can’t fight, I’ve not really trained. But I’ve got a phone, and access to the system. I can do whatever you want with it.” It was all Clark had to offer, but it was something big. Something that could help them greatly, if they used it wisely. He was in over his head, and he was sure the others saw that. He avoided even looking at Kaden, his morals fighting. This was what was right. The choice of freedom instead of false imprisonment. That’s what they were fighting for. “Just let me know what you need. Have any of you seen Flynn Carver? He’s with us, and his power could be useful for our safety.”

Flynn hadn’t kissed anyone in a long time, nor had he really felt like this towards anyone in a while. He genuinely didn’t think Clark would ever want to kiss him, considering how Flynn didn’t think he, himself, was very attractive so why would others think so? But he supposed that Clark saw something that Flynn didn’t and honestly, he didn’t mind it. This was Flynn’s first time ever kissing a guy though and it made him a little nervous. But he never liked to really identify his sexuality just because he didn’t know what he was. He just liked people for who they were. 

“I know.” Flynn muttered back and frowned. He no longer wanted to go to Town Hall. He knew that they had to but he just wanted it all to be over so he could enjoy more time with Clark. “One more kiss.” He whispered as he moved his lips back to Clark’s, pressing into him and breathing in his scent. Flynn ran his tongue over Clark’s bottom lip before pulling away again. “But technically I’m not done with my drink.” Flynn smirked as he grabbed his cup and drank the rest of the alcohol. The song was already over which really meant they shouldn’t be there anymore. Flynn hoped they’d have more times like this. 

A breath hitched in Clark’s throat as he felt the others tongue brush against his lower lip, and in that moment he wanted nothing more than to stay there and focus on nothing but Flynn. But that wasn’t possible. They had to leave. “Come on. Like you said, they’ll be plenty of time for this when we win. And we can do this wherever we like.” Clark had savings, and he would take Flynn wherever he wanted and attempt to start a life with him, but only when he knew them and everyone else was free.

The male grabbed Flynn’s phone and pocketed it, before grabbing his hand and leading the way out of the club and back into the chaos. It was somehow worse than when they went inside, but that meant they were winning. It was going to take chaos before peace was found and people were free. Clark held onto that. “Shield up, and we high-tail it there, yeah?”

Flynn was honestly surprised by the information and honestly, he would never have guessed that that was what Clark was going to tell him. But he wasn’t bothered by it. In fact, he was even more interested in him now, considering Clark confided in Flynn with this type of information. It meant Clark trusted Flynn and that what Flynn felt, well, it seemed mutual. Flynn smiled, because he couldn’t help it. He was proud of Clark for being happy about who he was. Flynn hoped that everyone loved themselves the way Clark did. 

“No, it doesn’t change anything. Not in the slightest. Well, not in a bad way, anyway.” Flynn shook his head, the smile still on his lips. “I’m really happy you told me though. And I promise I will not tell anyone.” Flynn moved towards Clark again, closing the distance between them. He lifted his hands to Clark’s face and leaned down, pressing his lips to Clark’s once again. But this time, it wasn’t just a peck, it was more than that. He knew that they had to leave after this, but this moment was important. This moment helped them grow closer and Flynn wanted that. 

As soon as Flynn told him that this wouldn’t change anything, he let out a breath that he didn’t even realise he’d been holding. He was so relieved that this wouldn’t change anything between them, and that Flynn seemed completely fine, if not elated, with what Clark had shared and the fact that he had shared it. 

He couldn’t help the small chuckle that left his lips when Flynn closed the gap and kissed him again. Clark’s arms wrapped around the others neck and pulled him closer, kissing him deeply for just in case this was the one and only time they got to do this. After what certainly wasn’t long enough, Clark broke away from the kiss. “We need to get to the Town Hall.” he murmured, giving Flynn another soft kiss.

“Okay, I just wanted to make sure. Because I…” Flynn pressed his lips together before speaking again. “I’ve wanted to do that for… a while now.” Even though he wasn’t the one to initiate it. “I never thought you’d want to, though.” He admitted as he glanced down at Clark. “I’m glad you had the courage.” He chuckled and then tilted his head to the side. “What information?” Flynn asked, his eyebrows furrowing slightly. 

“Yeah.” Flynn nodded as his hands fell from Clark’s hips as the other backed away slightly. “Anything you tell me in confidence, or really anything at all, I wouldn’t tell anyone. I don’t share my conversations that I have with people with others.” Flynn explained to Clark. Any conversation he had with Clark would be just between them and no one else. He’d do the same with his other friends. “I want to kiss you again too.” Flynn said with a smile. “I’d like to know what you need to tell me.”

“Okay.. Okay, good.” The admission from Flynn brought a smile to his lips at the very least, though his nerves were still there. He swallowed the last of his drink before looking over the other. “I’m a trans man. I was assigned female at birth, but it just never felt right. That was never who I really am, y’know? This is who I am, and I’ve never felt happier.” Clark didn’t go into all the details, he didn’t need to. That was all that anyone needed to know, really. Unless things progressed further with Flynn, but he’d cross that bridge when and if they came to it.

“So, uh... Does that change anything for you? Because I know it does for some people. And I won’t be offended or anything if it does change things for you. That’s why I wanted to tell you now, and not a month down the line if things start getting serious with us after this.”

“Then we’ll just have a party with just the two of us. It’s as simple as that.” Flynn said with a smile. If it was just the two of them then it wouldn’t technically be a party. But Flynn didn’t like real parties and he liked the idea of it just being him and Clark. If it was a real party, he’d most likely be hiding somewhere anyway.

“We are all found out now, Clark. I think they knew it was going to happen sooner or later.” Flynn said to Clark, trying to help him see that he’d be okay. And even if he wasn’t, Flynn would do everything he could to make sure he was. Flynn licked his lips and waited for Clark to do something. He watched as Clark stood on his tip toes and then suddenly, Clark’s lips were on Flynn’s. Clark pulled away quickly and Flynn opened his mouth to speak and then closed it. He didn’t know what to say. “Was that…” Flynn swallowed hard. “Was that only because all of this is happening?” Flynn asked Clark. He wanted to kiss him again but he was worried that after all of this, Clark wouldn’t even want this type of interaction. Maybe he only did it because he was afraid? “Would you have done that if none of this, out there, was happening?” Flynn needed to know. He didn’t want to be led on. It had happened too many times before.

Clark’s heart almost broke at the fact that the male was so questioning of a seemingly innocent act. Someone must have hurt him in the past, and that made Clark sad for the other. “It wasn’t because of this. I’d have done it anyway, though it may have taken me longer to pluck up the courage.” The male teased, biting down on his lower lip softly. Suddenly, Clark took a step back. “Though I shouldn’t have done it. God, you don’t even-- You don’t have all the information, that wasn’t fair. I should have explained, and then asked. I’m sorry, I should have done it properly. I would have done it properly, if I wasn’t so on edge with everything going on.” 

The male was visibly starting to freak out. Clark didn’t like to do anything with anyone without discussing his identity with them first. People like him, they got killed for simply being them, never mind not telling the person they were kissing about their identity. He wasn’t stupid enough to think that Flynn would be like that, but he was still worried. A lot of people still didn’t understand. “I can tell you anything, right? And you won’t tell anyone else?” Clark was not ashamed of who he was. In fact, it was far from that. But it was nice to be somewhere where no one knew, and people just accepted him for who he was. Of course, John knew, but that couldn’t be helped. Not with his power and their past. Now it was time to tell Flynn too, because he couldn’t deny the attraction he had to the male. It was only fair. “Look, I know we need to go but I need to tell you something first. So you can make an informed decision on whether you want that to happen again. Because I know for a fact that I would love to be able to kiss you again.”

Flynn’s eyes widened and his cheeks became warm again. Grinding. Flynn had never really done that before. And while he wanted to in that moment, he knew that they didn’t have time. He knew that they should have already left as well. He wondered if he’d get in trouble by the Main Council, or even Jay, for taking a break from the mission like this. “Maybe when this is all over, we can try out the full blown sleazy dancing then?” He asked with a smile.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly as he glanced down at Clark. “Do something?” He asked, a little confused as to what Clark wanted to do. “That’s not going to happen, you know.” He tried to reassure Clark, but Flynn understood. He chewed on the inside of his cheek before nodding. “I mean I’d rather know what you’re going to do but uh… yeah.” Flynn was a cautious person, considering how he grew up, but he trusted Clark. It wasn’t like Clark was going to hurt him or anything.

“I’m starting to think that party we’re talking about should be just us. People will only get jealous of our full blown sleazy dancing.” Clark teased, a laugh escaping his lips. He didn’t even want to think about the consequences of not being at the Town Hall on time, and they would go. They would leave soon, or that’s what Clark promised himself anyway. 

“It could. You don’t know. I don’t even know how the Elders are going to react to me being found out. They might see me as having no use, you know? We don’t know what’s gonna happen.” He murmured, swallowing hard as he looked over the other. Clark was cautious, not wanting to freak Flynn out in case he’d completely gotten the wrong end of the stick, so he simply tip-toed slightly and pecked him on the lips. He moved back only slightly, so that if he hadn’t gotten the wrong end of the stick, maybe another kiss could happen.

This had not been the first time that Bianca had been taken in to solitary, but she was hoping it would be the last. If they got their way, and she was sure that they would, then this would be the last time. Bianca made her way through the town using her power to move anything and anyone that stood in her way, that was until she came across Clark. “Probably, but not for long.” She said as she made a few people freeze in place and then fall down to the ground. “How was solitary?” 

“It’s safe to say I don’t want to ever go back there.” Clark murmured, looking around where they were for the safest way for him to get to the Town Hall without getting himself hurt or worse. It didn’t seem possible, that was for sure. “I should have been more prepared for this. I never thought that I’d be on the front line. I’m just the computer guy, y’know? I’m not...” He trailed off, shaking his head. He was glad for Bianca being there, stopping the people close to them from getting any closer. He hadn’t the means to look after himself, not with something this big. He was never meant to be discovered.