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Finding your friend group is like finding the connector in this box of colored rubber bands. Each one is unique, but doesn't fit your needs or wants.

We're all a little cracked

When you don't want to draw, but then start cause you have to, and now you don't want to stop

The fight

Lenya was trapped. The angels had gotten to her and shackled her with chains that she couldn’t break. Normal mortal chains were easy to break. But these chains were not only rare, but made of light. Only the most powerful light angels could make them, and usually they would pass out. That was how she knew who had made these. Only one person could make these without collapsing, and in the angel’s society, that meant death. The king of the angels, her sworn enemy. She knew what he would do, he wanted to show off her death. What he never remembered was that she had a power that could break the chains, but it was dangerous. She could summon her own god, Fear. Fear was a good being, and always (she had said this mutable times) could call on her if something went south, and she always loved to beat the angels back. So, Lenya reach out to Fear and told her the plan and what she wanted, who was good and who was bad. Fear readily agreed, with the others (former anchors of the goddess) happily obliged, for they too had a grudge against the king of angels. Lenya shifted so that she was more comfortable in the burning chains, she would have scars for the rest of her years. And with the amount of energy a summoning would take, she would be passed out for days. She would have to rely on the others to keep her safe. She trusted them, and this was the only thing she could think of to get out of here. Then two angel soldiers came in, holding two long hooks. Lenya knew what they were for, time for the dramatics to begin.  

The soldiers hooked their long hooks through Lenya’s chains. The angels had always been incredibly careful around her. She was gagged and chained, both with the most powerful chains known to being. Yet they still stood as far away from her, keeping their distance. She was glad, she would need all the power she could get. She started absorbing all the fear in the room, turning it to power, this would help a lot. The spirts fed off the power, also understanding what needed to be done. The angels took her down one hallway after another, till they stopped at a door. One of them punched a code in and sunlight came through the door. It seemed that the angels up there were trying to withdraw their power, they wanted this too. Lenya narrowed her eyes at it and continued to draw upon the Fear, which had tripled as the door opened. Lenya knew where it came from. That fear doubled as they rounded a corner and everyone, her friends, family, and teammates saw her trapped in chains. She met Obsessions eyes and nodded to her, she nodded back. Fear could tell her teammates were barely holding back, the only reason they were was because they assumed, she had a plan, and she did. It just wasn’t a good one. The king of the angels hovered just above a wooden platform, when Lenya was placed, he was insufferably smug about the whole situation. He started to say some sort of villain’s speech, Lenya wasn’t paying attention. She was looking around, making sure Fear knew who she wanted to stay alive and who she wanted dead. She realized that the whole place had gone silent and looked at the angel king, who was looking at her expectantly. He sighed and said, “anything you wish to say before you die?” Lenya smiled, “yes actually. First, that haircut really doesn’t suit you and two…” She started to chant the spell. By the time he figured out what she was doing, it was too late. No one could stop the spell once it started, not even the casted themselves. It started out as a haunting tune, then, you have to start yelling the chant. By the time the second line was started, the caster could no longer control their body, by the third one, any and all original constraints were gone. By the fourth, well, the thing it summoned came out to play. Lenya was nothing more than a puppet right now, allowing Fear to use her body. She and the former anchors would swing around on invisible strings, giving power the goddess. All they could do was watch. Fear never controlled their heads, allowing them to look over the battle from their spot in the sky. It brought almost all of them full joy, to see the person that they hated the most be torture by their friend. Lenya was hurting, for all injuries that Fear had came to her. Fear always tried to not have any injuries, but for a fight, that was impossible. It would at least be a week before Lenya could even wake up after this, even more before she could walk or do the simplest things without help. This next month would be torture for her, but it was worth it. Oh, how it was worth it. As she watched her enemy get torn to pieces by his own hand.  

Finally, the fight was over. Fear retreated back into Lenya’s mind, allowing her to take back control. Her brother, Derik, ran forward when he saw his sister was back. She collapsed into his arms and passed out.  

This is Anna, she can control any metal.

This is Samantha. She can control plants.

Say hello to Maribella. She can control any body of water.

What do you think of Layla? She is a wolf shifter.