Not the Right Shade

Storm: Part 2; Head will roll

Sybil sighed sadly at the scene. She turned back on, and the twins eyes snapped her.

Jane's face lit up and Alec seemed to calm down immediately. He seemed breathless and thrilled to see Sybil.

"What are you doing here." Alec demanded, excitement more than anger in his voice. If Sybil were to be captured like he was, well... Alec want sure what sort of torture he would inflict on Nicholas-Bradley, but it would the kind that made him live up to the term "witch twin."

"I came to bring you back home." Sybil answered, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. She snapped the ropes easily, and had to catch Jane when she fell.

Alec came up behind the girls and took his sister. Jane wasn't injured, just still very dazed. What ever the frat boy did to her throughly shut her down.

"Demetri and Valentine are here to help. Can you fight?" Sybil asked ask the trio manage to walk through the small entrance the strange vampire made earlier. The three of them seemed to be tangled together, between all the black and the skirt Sybil kept tripping over.

Jane seemed to perk up at the prospect of revenge. "Yes." She said with finality.

Once out on the floor again, Sybil saw Valentine looking intensely at Nicholas-Bradley, speaking in a soothing and authoritative tone. But Sybil couldn't bother to listen.

She flickered on and off to get Demetri's attention. But she also caught the attention of the frat boy.

He seemed deeply peeved that the twins were unbounded, and the twins themselves felt a sadistic smile pull at their lips. Whatever they had planned for the leader certainly wasn't pleasant.

"Well, aren't you quiet as a church mouse. I'm not sure of what just happened, but I can assure that now, I'm furious!" He laughed, a large grin marring his face. Sybil felt herself cringe.

Something grabbed Sybil's waist and pulled her roughly away from the twins. Whoever it was was much stronger than she anticipated. She was lifted over their head, and for a second was airborne before a hand enclosed around her throat and her back was slammed against the weak wall of the barn.

Whatever was in the rafters was moving again.

She could hear Alec growl, and Jane and Valentine hissed, but Nicholas-Bradley's laughing drowned them out soon after.

"This is my dear friend Mitchell. He was my roommate freshman year. You see, he-" he stopped, looking at the deep cracks that were already healing on Sybil's face. The Frat's eyes light up in wonder. "How fascinating. So fragile, and still you heal so rapidly." An evil grin spread out on his face. "Maybe I'll keep you for experimenting. Such a fascinating specimen."

Sybil screamed hoarsely at the thought, Jane screamed louder.

Fed up with being pinned, Sybil aced a firm foot against the should of the behemoth that was choking her. She straightened her leg and balanced on the ball of her foot carefully, before she stabbed her fingers into the man's wrist. He screamed in pain and Sybil crouched a bit and jumped. The arm came off with the sound not unlike a shattering pot. The man screamed louder and Nicholas-Bradley began yelling orders.

Three more newborns dropped from the ceiling, and Sybil turned off. They looked around frantically as Sybil ran towards the older vampires of the Volturi coven.

She turned back on and spoke quickly. "This is the part where we fight."

Demetri and Valentine nodded, and rushed one of the blonde girls by the leader's side. Fog emitted from Alec's hand, surrounding the three vampires that tried to attach Sybil previously. Jane focused on the leader himself and smiled as he doubled over in excruciating pain. The other blonde girl roared in rage, and tried to tackle Jane.