#powerfxl

        he sits his phone down for a moment, taking a can         of whipped cream from his other pocket and filling         the palm of his left hand with the substance. a grin         appears on his face as he takes the device in his         hand again, pressing the video camera symbol in         the top left and holding down the record button.

                 sneakers creep forward, the camera shifting                  to his face so he can whisper a hushed;

                               ' smack cam-- '

                 and continue on to find the older just around the corner.

  how did he not see this coming?  chase was out to get them all,  and while tyler figured he'd be  the last to take down, this... is  unexpected.                          and there's nothing he can do to stop                          himself before the words slip past his                          lips as easily as they are heard.  "i-- i will you--"  teeth bite down on bottom lip  as he tries to stop himself, but  with the force being pressed to  his voice, the rest of the phrase  tastes like poison as it slips off his  tongue.                                        "my... power...."                     unexpected instant pain, a volt of                     what feels like pure electricity flowing                     through his veins before it's like his                     life is literally being sucked from his                     very being.                                            and the one time he wants                                            to just die, he remains weak                                            and doubled over on the ground.