To say that Gabe was weak would be an understatement. The poison in his system rendered him useless, unable to get up off the ground, expelling the acid from his stomach in violent bursts. Fenrir had disposed of every single one of the ninjas that remained. However, he was no longer Gabe's brother. He was the Wolf now, devoid of any human emotions. He was an animal.

Realising that Fenrir would be no help to him in this state, Gabe touched a small button on his wrist, activating a distress signal that would hopefully reach his team within seconds. All he could do now was wait, and withstand the constant convulsions in his body.

Jin was still, in a state of shock. Luke was back. He... he had died. And yet, he was here, standing in front of them as if nothing had happened. As if he had just been on vacation. She felt a white hot rage building up inside, and knew her power was coming to the surface, and would spill from her if she didn't cut loose.

The television that everyone was staring at seemed muted somehow. She could hear what was happening, that the world had suddenly gone to hell, but it was hard to comprehend, especially with the ringing in her ears. 

No. Not ringing. Beeping. She knew that noise! She turned her wrist, showing a small device that ran on the same frequency as her goggles. "...Gabe?!" Without another moment wasted, she fled the main room. Her feet barely touched the ground on the way to her room, as she suited up in seconds and slung her orb belt on while running. "Gabe's in trouble, I have to go."

So what if the world was going to hell? Even if it was saved, it wouldn't be a world for her without Gabe in it. With only that thought in her head, Orbit burst into a full run, and then her ricocheting flight method, pushing her rage out to fuel her speed. "Hang on, Gabe. I'm coming."

The convulsions were getting more and more aggressive. Gabe had to bite his tongue to keep himself from screaming. His insides were burning, more than his black flame ever could, and it brought on an agony he hadn't felt since he'd been held captive within Granny's labs. Tears trickled down his face, brought forth by both the pain and the memories it brought back. He didn't want to feel like he did back then ever again. To go through that torture a second time would be his end. He wasn't strong enough to withstand it. Another convulsion racked his body, and he couldn't hold it in anymore. Gabe's screams echoed through the slums of Star City.

Orbit was pushing herself harder than she ever had. She was closing in on Gabe's signal at a rate faster than most cars. The pressure in her head was building, but she would deal with it later, when there was time for pain and sleep. Shutting her eyes, she dropped out of the sky in a free-fall, diving with the grace of a swimmer. Half a minute before she would have become road paste, she hit the side of a building and angled off, with Gabe's signal dead ahead. Her eyes were lit white hot behind her goggles, giving her look a strange pink glow. "Whoever's messing with my partner better be ready for me." She twisted in the air and hit the entrance with both feet, the doors slamming open with resounding force.

The smell hit her first. A coppery tang of way too much blood, and the stench of fresh death that she wished she wasn't familiar with. Then she heard the screaming. Even though she hadn't known him to make any noise like that, she knew it was Gabe. She took off running, hovering, flying over a scene of pure carnage. As the signal honed in, she had to stop short and drop into the shadows. Her senses had picked up something wrong, and before she could question herself as to why she'd stopped, Fenrir stepped into view.

At least, she thought it was Fenrir. It was his body, at least, but something in his movement, in his eyes was wrong. Instinctively, she hid until he moved away, and then fled toward Gabe. "...oh god..." She crouched, touching his face, pushing away her fear. "I'm here, Gabe. I'm here, hold on." She couldn't see anything broken, and he was moving. Slowly, she lifted him in a fireman's carry. It was awkward even before he'd gained a foot of height on her, but her adrenaline fueled her strength. "We're getting out." With that, she made it toward the door and out, switching Gabe so she could carry him in her arms instead, and make a beeline for headquarters.

(Collab between Dizzy and Green Grenade.)