"Faster than the speed of light. Good luck catching her." Death
mutters.
A girl appears in the corner of the room, around the same age as
Death. She has light brown hair and blood red eyes. "Yeah. Good
luck, Death." She says.
"Correct me if I'm wrong but you're a thought being, right?" She
asked. "Why are you after Jaxin? Because he's a fake angel?" She
turned to Pix. "Or is it more personal than that?"
Pix dodged the snowballs easily. "Im not a thought-being. The one
who asked me to hunt down Jaxin is. And its not personal towards
Jaxin, its personal towards him." She points at Death.
"I didnt want to be associated with you anymore." He growls.
"So you disowned your sister. Thats cold, even for you." Pix
replies, crossing her arms.
Ricky smiled once, and became a skeletal imitation of Pix before
chasing after Ricky.
"Ricky, you are as fast as her, but you lack her other powers. I
will need to see them at least once to make decent knock offs.
Twice to make it real." Leonidas warned.
Pix changed direction sudden, slamming headlong into Ricky and
knocking him into a wall with strength not normal for someone her
size. Before she coukd attack again, Death slammed into her, claws
raking her chest. She shrieked, the wounds already closing over,
and took off again, Death following closely.
Pix hissed and slipped away from him, heading towards Jaxin's room.
Death, in an effort to catch up, morphed mid-step into a wolf-like
creature and lept at Pix. She, however, changed direction suddenly
again, and with a flash of light, she was gone. Death, morphing
back to normal, took off again, but he was too late to stop her.
She left Jaxin dead, a knife made of pure light in his back. And
she was gone without a trace.