Jailed [OPEN]

Ehhh? He was sticking around? Brave little idiot. Well, he'd get the lesson soon enough. She held out her hand and gave a lopsided grin, feeling her hair begin to stick up as electricity crackled and coursed up her fingers. "Don't say I didn't warn you, fruitca... agh." Kayla cursed under her breath and reached at her throat with her free hand. Breathing had suddenly become a struggle and... ow! The girl clawed at her chest and throat, feeling invisible ropes wrap around her, binding her, choking her, constricting, crushing in her chest. Her hat felt ten times too tight, and purple rings were forming in skin at the fringes of her shorts and shirt. Bruises? The girl grit her teeth and gave a gasp of hushed pain. Flashes of electricity struck blindly out around her, charring bricks and breaking up concrete, tendrils of electricity flying through the air and striking blindly at anything and everything. Was this his power? Crushing? Or... My clothes, she realized. He's choking me with my clothes. What kind of ability is that?

She stumbled to one knee, enveloped in a sizzling blue glow. Bursting energy coursed through her veins, overflowing, overpowering. Kayla flicked out her hand, and lightning streaked through the air and turned an empty wooden bench into an explosion of splinters and smoke. "Don't try to fuck with me," she hissed. I can't control it... Formless gray clouds seemed to materialize out of thin air and take shape over her head, replacing the warm sunlight with a cold biting shade. That's never happened before. She might have laughed if it didn't hurt so much. You're not going to let this fruitcake choke you, are you? You're not going to let everyone see you like this, are you? You're not, you're not, you won't...

Kayla raised a shaking hand and grabbed at the collar of her shirt and tore, gasping for air. She hadn't been lying when she said she didn't want to hit him. One billion volts. Five times hotter than the surface of the sun. Burns, heart attacks, lung damage, concussions, deafness, amnesia, death... But that was before. The new girl raised her finger, letting a charged sphere spark and grow at the tip of her nail. One snap of her fingers would be all it took. Sayonara.

"What is this?!"

Huh? There was a moment of clarity when Kayla looked back up from under the brim of her hat, becoming aware of the world around her for the first time. Bricks were scorched black or destroyed entirely, grass and flowers were burned, leaves were on fire, people were staring, her shirt was ripped, and there was only a singed iron frame coated in sawdust where there had been a bench a couple minutes before. The charged storm cloud over her head crackled and hissed, spreading throughout the baby blue sky like a cancer.

Ms. Nabell, as it happened, did not look very pleased.

Sebastian knew in his mind that he would be beat, but he also knew he wouldn't be satisfied with only landing a couple of blows on his foe. As the other girl laughed, jeered, and slandered his name thoughts set off like firecrackers in his mind; thoughts he'd never thought he'd have.
He kept in mind all of her threats of trips to the hospital and, sometimes, even the threats to his life. "I will not die. Not at your hands, not today, not any time soon!" his voice came out as a low growl that was typically foreign to him.
Next, he saw the girl start to struggle to move, followed by her gasping for air and hushed cries of pain. The fibers of her clothing were hard at work cutting off her circulation, bruising her skin, restricting her muscles, and crushing her lungs. The young blonde boy looked at her with green eyes full of contempt and malice. "I cannot say the same for you though..."

His eyes filled with fear and horror as he watched the blue lightening she had the ability to create started to shoot around, strong and uncontrolled. He wanted to do something, anything; he wanted desperately to surrender and run away from this whole thing. But he couldn't move, hardly could even budge. He was trapped inside himself; being able to hear the words leaving his mouth and the actions his gift did. No, no! he screamed desperately in his head to the girl, I would never kill anybody! Hell, I could hardly stand up for myself in the first place.
As her seemed to be coming to a climax, Sebastian truly panicked and feared for his life. Thankfully his body released him, his face dropping the devilish smirk and his powers stopping in their tracks. Of course the first thing he did was try and shield himself from the girl's practically inevitable blast. But it never came. Sebastian cautiously peeked between his 'protective' arms only to spot what he believed to be one of the school's teachers, although, being new, he couldn't identify her.

Nira's eyes were wide, incredulous, and full of fury. "What is this?!" she repeated, voice shaking as she swept her hand around, gesturing at all the ruined property. Kayla felt her clothes loosen, and finally she could breathe again. She fell onto both hands, gasping, and the electric glow around her faded. It only took Nabell a couple of long strides to reach her position and pull the girl up by the scruff of her neck. "What happened here?" The teacher shot Sebastian a venomous glare and then back to Kayla, who was massaging where bruises had formed on her arms. "Who did all of... All of this?"

"Me," Kayla growled through grit teeth, somehow finding the strength to tear herself away from Ms. Nabell's grip and stand on her own two shaking legs. "Who do you think?"

Sebastian shrunk back visibly at the glare that the teacher shot at him. He was then taken completely off guard by the other girl taking the blame. Sure, he would definitely agree that she was the one who had started all of this, but the fact that she with admit that with out putting up a fight with the teacher surprised Sebastian. Maybe she's nothing like the person I thought she was... the blonde boy contemplated the idea, But that still doesn't change what she did; she could have killed me!
Sebastian truly hoped that the teacher would punish him (too harshly) for being a part of the fight, but he knew that something was bound to happen to him. It wouldn't be the first time he'd gotten in trouble at school, he'd had his fair share of rule breaking when he was younger and just starting to use his powers.