The table crumbles and you hear; "STEP INTO THE ARENA, AERILE THE SMALL!"

*Sheepishly crawls out and walks toward the arena clearly terrified

You can hear the gruff men clapping around you, and one man leered at you. He winked at you in a rather unsettling way. A man shoves you into the arena, practically begging for bloodshed.

*I fall over and yelp, I gather myself and stand up, my hair is raised in a threatening way, Im trembling practically and extremely confused

But then you see him... "Shia Leboeuf." He's following you, about 30 feet back. He pulls out a gun, holds it eye level, and impales John Cena. You hear a second gunshot and see Shia fall dead, dark blood oozing from his shattered skull. "Not today." Storm says, as he blows the steam coming off of his pistol. You stop and stare, mesmerized. Then you watch as your beloved boyfriend stops, his eyes roll back in his eyes, and he drops. You fall to your knees, tears streaming down your cheeks. A cackle resonates behind you. Lattè stands there. He is holding a rifle, freshly out of ammunition. "Sorry Aer, but competition is competition." A slice resonates through the air. You see Lattè's sardonic face permanently freeze, and his head tumbles to the floor. Behind him you see Echo, blood on his hands and absolutely no compassion in his eyes, until he spots you. He runs forward, sheltering your crippled form. "Aer? Aer are you okay?" Just before you can respond, you hear a final gunshot, this time from a sniper. As you turn to look at Echo, you gasp. A sizzling hole protrudes from his head, suggesting the generally location of the shooter. Behind you stands none other than John Cena, holding a sniper. He throws down his sniper. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy the appetizer, but that's the thing about appetizers; the main course still remains." He takes a look at you, vehement and cruel intent radiating from his deadly pupils, and pounces. [spoiler]Give me some credit, I typed this on my phone.[/spoiler]

*A bright light flashed and Evalyne stood in front of her daughter protectivley, Aer's eyes began to go dark as well as her hair and marking on her cheeks, she began to cry black tears but small laughter came from her broken self

John froze, suspended in time mid-leap. Small lights became to shimmer and grow brighter and brighter. Aer looks around, amazed. The lights grew so bright that Aer had to shelter her eyes with her slim arms. Suddenly, the room went dark. Aer awoke in a torn down mansion, broken and falling apart, yet no real light reached her. Instead, she was illuminated entirely by artifical lights. Bleary eyed and confused, she tried to move her arms, but realized they were strapped to the chair she was suspended on. Her feet would bound as well. A man from the club walked forward. "Looks like we have our self a little treat, boys." Another group of men rounded the corner, laughing raucously. "A little treat indeed!" A small man screeched, to be elbowed by a larger man. "Shut up, Tim." Aer soon realized that the first man was in fact the bouncer from the club. The bouncer walked forward, and stroked the bottom of her with his long scraggly fingernails again. Aer spat in his face. He recoiled from the attack, and attempted to strike her with the backside of his hand, but just before he could, a hole erupted in his skull. His eyes rolled back, and he spasmed, arc energy jumping between his limbs. He fell to the ground, dead. The band of men stepped back, afraid. Before them stood Storm. "I got you." He smiled at Aer. Aer smiled back, undoubtedly in love. The group soon recollected themselves and charged Storm. He braced himself, preparing for impact, but none came. "Wha?..." They were tethered against a wall, trying to pull away from each other. Echo stood there, still humming with void energy. He tilted his body, raised an eyebrow, and fired his finger guns, making a "Bam!" sound in the process. They flew away from each other with unprecedented speed, impacting the wall with tremendous forces. "Nailed it." He noticed the couple staring at him, astonished. He hid his finger guns, embarrassed. "Sorry about the mess." He flicked off a bit of eyeball that landed on his jacket. "Uh, you guys know where to find me, right?" With that, Echo summoned a void tornado, engulfing his body, then he was gone. All that was left was a little slip with a phone number on it. Storm chuckled. "Nice Echo." Storm then turned his attention to Aer. He uncut her, fingers brushing hers a little longer then they probably needed to. "Are you okay?" [spoiler]I won't be surprised if someone gets mad at me for using their character.[/spoiler]

*Aer's eyes flashed with stars in them and then back to her normal eyes, her hair returned to its pearl white and her marks back to a solemn gold, she shook her hair out and looked at Storm* Y-yes Im fine...I guess *She braced, expecting something to hop out and claw her to shreds

*Aer's eyes flashed with stars in them and then back to her normal eyes, her hair returned to its pearl white and her marks back to a solemn gold, she shook her hair out and looked at Storm* Y-yes Im fine...I guess *She braced, expecting something to hop out and claw her to shreds

I'm enjoying this. Also, the club is invaded by the illuminaughtery and sanic hedgehog.