[center][h1][color=0054a6]Nótt[/color][/h1][/center]

"You're an interesting one!"
"It's not everyday people come looking for us; they often run the other way." 

Tilting her head without understanding, she heard the man talking, walking up to her.
[color=0054a6]"You can call me Nótt, but... why should I run? Aren't you guys from the DMA like the metahuman police? Don't yo...[/color]
She started to ask questions, a little confused, but was cut short by a great wall of fire that suddenly bursted out in front of her. With the blink of an eye, Nótt jumped back, her armor covering her body. With an elegant battle posture, she heard the girl talking, with one hand on the hilt of her sword.

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Once the girl finished speaking, she lowered her visor. The girl who they see inside it, was another person. Her eyes cold and without emotions, once there was a happy smile now there was only the face of a killer... an assassin... the face of someone who was nothing but a weapon.

[color=0054a6]"I see... I think I made a mistake... So you are just like Dr. Faust looking to metahumans as tools and nothing more. Don't caring if they have feelings, for you, we are not even alive, are we?"[/color] she spoke, lowering her visor again.

[color=0054a6]"How silly of me... to think that humans cared about us metahumans... They are all liars, pathetic worms, crawling in their own filth, incapable of feelings other than greed and hate... And you... Why do you serve them? Do you like to be treated like an object?"[/color] Even when talking all this, her face was completely emotionless. You could feel nothing, just a terrifying, calm and cold stare.

[color=0054a6]"Maybe I should follow the last order he gave me, before I killed every single liar in that damned laboratory... This will be interesting MDA... I'll be watching you closely. We metahumans will not stand idly as you butcher, slaughter and torture our kind. We would happily make a truce with you, but you never asked, did you? You never once tried to talk with us... The only words we get are violence and prejudice." [/color] As she said this, everyone near her, saving Sophie saw a black shadow-like substance flowing out of her. Moving like a million snakes, it quickly covered the ground. As the substance reached your feet, it started covering you, your vision fading, your hearing failing you, everything became black as the darkest night. All you could feel was the sensation of snakes climbing, moving and constricting your body, and whispers... Too many whispers, a truly maddening cacophony of voices.

Nótt started running so fast that it was only a blur, very difficult to be seen.

[color=0054a6]"Its your choice, you can run or you can fight, i'll follow you whatever be the next action you take. All of them are under heavy sensory illusions and hallucinations. Make your choice, its dangerous to stand idly near enemies. "[/color] She whispered to Sophie. It felt like the wind was whispering, as a white blur, almost like a faint mist, formed around you.

[color=0054a6]"As to the rest of you, your life hangs in the hands of this girl. If she chooses to spare you, you all should think in what side you should be..."[/color] Still running, she raised her voice, talking to the others affected by her illusions. To Sophie, it was just her normal voice, but to them, it sounded like all those whispers talked in unison, directly in your minds.

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