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"What does crush mean...?" Adrik scratched the back of his head. "Like, it sounds kinda like eating, so does it mean you want to eat me or something...?"

The boy was still there.

Staring at them.

Giggling.

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"Make me drop it, little girl," she taunted. "Come on, just come over here! I dare you." Secretly, Gisela was terrified. But she wasn't about to let this puppeteer freak know that! Would what she wrote work? Did she know?

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Kaden sighed angrily.

"Adrik. You don't know what a crush is...do you?"

"So...what I'm trying to say is...I like you. In a....boyfriend type of way?"

He turned sharply to face the other boy, eyes full of hatred.

"I SAID. GET OUT!" He shouted, and clenched his hands. Symbols glowed bright, and a stone wall replaced the previous wall, si now Kaden couldn't see the boy.

Isla smiled. She was furious now. "I gave you a chance." Suddenly, her hands darted up and several blue spirits burst from them and lunged straight for Gisela.

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Adrik blinked.

Adrik's cheeks went red.

Adrik blinked again.

The boy was past the stone wall again. "Don't yell at me!" he pouted. "It's mean to yell at people for intruding on your own private business that you don't want to be sharing!"

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Kaden blushed.

"Um...

Uh...

Oh god....you don't like me back, do you?"

Kaden face palmed.

"I shouldn't have said this. I'm so sorry Adrik. I'm so stupid."

He stood up to leave.

"I have to go. Anywhere. Leave the school perhaps..."

DANG IT!! She had another power!! How could she, Gisela Schneider, have committed such a shortcoming? She teleported away, but not before she had been struck by two of the spirits. She panted, as teleportation exasperated some of her energy, as well as the trauma from what had just happened. "So... you're- not so mediocre after all, huh?"

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Isla stomped her foot. "Coward!" she yelled.

She whipped around to glare at the puppet. It smiled at her. "Why didn't you stop her?" she demanded.

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"I do like you!"

The boy visibly gasped.

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Kaden froze.

"What!? Really?"

He blushed crimson.

"T-thanks..."

He didn't know what to do. He was frozen there, lost for words, head spinning.

I should take my pills again shouldn't I?

"Oh, honey- all I did was dodge!" She snickered quietly about the puppet. She had managed to do something right in this fight, after all. Gisela wrote, Make it so, that, after I write this, cracks will appear in the floor under Isla's feet. Make the puppets and spirits ignore her.

But that was far too overpowered. She frowned, and made an adjustment. But once it's made so, I'll be badly injured.

Hopefully, it'd work... otherwise, that'd be a terrible inconvenience. Suddenly, the ground started rumbling under Isla's feet, and the floor started rapidly cracking open...

COME ON, WORK!!

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"But-" He began. Then he hesitated. "You're... welcome."

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Isla's eyes widened. Suddenly, she fell into the cracks. She gave a cry- and then collided with the ground. Pure silence.

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Gisela could feel her body collapsing. She fell onto her knees. Did... it work? She couldn't help but feel skeptical. Of course, she was skilled enough to win this battle... but she wasn't sure if she doubted the girl's abilities... And she knew very well, with a consequence like this, it wouldn't wear off until at least tomorrow. Even if she wrote otherwise.

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Suddenly a blue fireball slammed into Gisela's side.

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Dang it... of course...

Gisela didn't have the energy left to teleport. She reached out to her notebook, to do something, anything... if only she'd wished for another consequence...

Then she blacked out. (This has been a most interesting battle but please don't kill Gisela, I have too many plans for her)

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A blue spirit hovered above the crack in the Earth. Black electricity crackled around it. Suddenly, it clasped the two shapeless (hands?) it held, and lifted Isla's body from the Earth. She was badly injured, cuts like icing on her body. Her head was cracked open, blood slowly oozing out. She wasn't breathing.

The spirit pressed a hand to her-

The cuts vanished.

And then the spirit jumped into her body.

And Isla's eyes snapped open, green once more.

Her tone was edged with disbelief. "You. Tried." She was getting to her feet. "To." Her hand was outstretching. "To kill me?" Her eyes were beginning to sink in again- and then she hesitated. Her arm dropped to her side.

She gave a snort. "Pitiful." She kicked Gisela in the ribs, the unconscious girl's body folding into her blow. She laughed bitterly and stormed off.

"Feel better?" The puppet was on her shoulder again. Somehow.

"Hardly." She stopped. She'd reached the end of the hallway. There was a window. She watched the sky. It was red. As red as blood. Or even fire.

Her hand reached down and felt the blood on her coat, still wet.

That girl was strong.

But blood was always better than fire.

Isla rested her elbows on the sill and watched the sun, which was hovering at the horizon, like it was held between two strings. One which would eventually tug harder.

The world began to tilt.

It was like a puppet. Its limbs... The feel of how you had to maneuver. Of the strength to force it to life, but not to push it to a rip. She was so sleepy... Puppets tired out children, didn't they? Was she a child?

I've fallen down. Was it an attack? No... she didn't feel attacked... She was too sleepy...

No, she'd slumped downward... Was she sad? She was, but she was also too scared...

That was it... she was... tired.

Isla barely registered that she was lying down now. Hugging her backpack tighter. There was a pounding in her ear.

The black bore into her eyes.

And she fell unconscious and dreamt of red. Red as red as blood. And red as red as fire.\

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It was long after Isla left that Gisela regained consciousness. She tried to move, but she couldn't. Everything was blurry. She could only just barely blink, and breathe. She was alive. How? Had that- that- THAT STUPID- augh. Too much thinking. Too hard.

But Gisela Schneider did not like to be pitied. Maybe I was too har- No. Never too harsh. She tried not to think. She had to muster enough energy to crawl to her room. Maybe she could just lie here for tonig- NO!! Someone might see her. But she didn't want to ask for help.

She came to a solution. She'd pretend she was just sleeping here because she was tough! Tough as nails. Bah, she could sleep on a floor. She could sleep on a...

Gisela fell unconscious once again.

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Suddenly, Gisela was prodded in the side. "H-eeee...Hee-eeloo...? Giii...r... l... Are you awake?" It was a calm, soothing voice. Gentle, with a sight accented edge to it. "Are you al...right....?"

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Gisela awoke, slowly. "Of... course. I'm... fine." Curses! Why had her energy been drained so much? That wasn't smart. Not at all. She should've written another consequence, if only...

No. It was a simple slip-up. A small one.

"I'm... just. Fine." She couldn't see who was speaking... she could only force out the words. Perhaps it was stubbornness that kept her awake. If only she had enough energy to teleport right now... so she could just teleport to bed!

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"You don't look fine." A pair of green eyes peered into Gisela's. "What happened?" Soft hands clasped the sides of Gisela's head. The girl tilted her head to the side. "Were you attacked?"

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Kaden frowned.

"But what? Have I...done something?" He asked in his muffled voice.

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A loud bang was heard from the Reception Area. A flash of white light appeared, and out stepped a tall, grinning boy with scruffy hair that covered his face. He yelled something unintelligible, then scampered off to find something sugary. Light reflected off the many stars that covered his hair, as he tilted his head to the side, trying to locate people. The boy rubbed his hands together mischievously as he thought of the many pranks he could play on his fellow classmates. Oh boy, just wait until they could find out his powers....

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Ai Li smiled. "Kendall, could you...tell me a bit more about you? You seem quiet....mysterious. In my eyes. I feel like there's so much more to you than meets the eye. I could be wrong though. Enlighten me." A reddish tinge highlighted her cheeks as she sat down on a chair, crossing her legs and waiting patiently for Kendall.
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Melancholy flew into the Hotel, a sombre look on his face. "Jackie? Jackie...where are you?" He called, his grey wings beating a grave drumbeat as they flapped in the air. Melancholy plucked a small grey feather out of a wing, crumbled it, then frowned.

Jackie heard Melancholy's voice, and instantly tracked the sound until she found him. Jackie smiled weakly. "Hi, Melancholy! Do you need anything?" She said, hoping anything wasn't wrong. A lot of things already were..

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