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Amber had no idea what was the most horrifying part of their situation. That Nate just killed Bennet so effortlessly or that they are now surrounded by guards armed with guns or it could be the fact that the maid lady in front of her won't stop screaming.

Nate swung into action, he let out streams of energy at the guards, some of them began to shoot, Amber covered her face instinctively but Nate already put up a shield.

One guard had managed to get behind the shield before it went up. Amber's reflexes kicked in, she pushed his gun to the wall and punched him in the chest. He grunted but he recovered fast, he let go of his gun causing her to stumble forward, he clipped her jaw with a raising fist, her head snapped backwards, he then kicked her in the gut before picking up his gun to shoot her. Her eyes widened in alarm but before he could shoot, a knife slipped through his neck killing him instantly. Nate was there looking bloodied.

"Get out and take Martha." He said before punching another guard in the chest, Amber could hear the sickening crunch of bones. "Now."

Amber easily guessed that the screaming lady was Martha. "Stop screaming." She said harshly before grabbing the lady and running away, careful not to step on the trail of bodies Nate was leaving.

She tried to run fast but the whimpering and gasping Martha was slowing her down. They turned a corner and almost ran into a guard, they were both stunned in shock and stared at each other in silence before Martha broke the silence with a croak. "Help me."

The female guard extended a baton and took a swipe at Amber. It was like Amber saw the movement in slow motion, she was able to side step the attack and deliver a bone crushing blow to the woman's chest. She watched in amazement as the guard was launched several feet away to crash open a door on the side of the corridor.

"What the fuck is going on?" Someone screamed in fury from the room and a pink haired girl emerged from the room looking at Amber and Martha in confusion.

Amber's heart sank, anyone who lived in New York and had a social media account knew who this girl was. It didn't help Amber's rising terror that the last time she had seen Minx, she had been beating men twice her size. Coming here was  a mistake.

Minx probably reasoned about why she was here beating up a guard or she just didn't care. The confusion was replaced with the same sadistic grin she was wearing last time Amber saw her.

Minx's hand suddenly glowed and fired a stream of energy at them. Amber didn't know how she did it but she flung her palms outward and erected a shield that stopped the shot.

Minx's smile only got wider, she stretched both her hands and continued to find a steady stream of energy at the barrier. Amber's legs buckled at the sheer power, soon she was forced to bend a knee. She couldn't hold the shield long, Minx was going to get to her. She switched to offensive, she let the shield drop and Minx doubled over at the change in momentum.

Amber ran and flung herself at the smaller girl, Minx only gave a maniacal laugh and flipped her over with ease. Amber struggled to get up but Minx punched her in jaw straight to the ground. It was a small fist but it packed the weight of a sledgehammer.

She rolled away just time to escape a solid beam of light. She expected a follow up but it didn't come. Minx put her hands close and began to generate a ball of energy between her palms. Amber looked for a chance of retreat but there was none, behind was a solid wall and the the doors of the rooms nearby was too close to Minx.

Amber doubted any shield she put up could hold against the ball of energy that keeps getting bigger and bigger. She did the only thing she could. She ran straight at Minx with all the speed she could muster. She tackled Minx to the ground and the ball was flung away from her hand. Minx tried to stretch her hand to regain control of it but Amber pushed her further into the ground.

A sudden scream stopped both of them, the ball had hit Martha, Amber had totally forgotten she was still here.

She could only watch in horror as Martha was reduced to a mess of burning flesh.

Beneath her, Minx huffed in annoyance. "Look what you have done, I really liked Martha, she always brought me extra cookies."

"Wha--"

She didn't get a chance to reply as Minx shoved her glowing into her back. Amber screamed in pain and tried to push herself awaybut Minx held on strong.

The pain lasted for a few more seconds before Minx pushed her away, she fell on her back motionless.

Minx moved in front of her face, Amber could see features clearly; her brown eyes, her small mouth and the black hair at the root of her dyed hair. If she wasn't trying to kill her, Amber could have called her pretty.

It seemed Minx was also admiring her. "So pretty, it's a pity Victor wants you. I wish I could keep you."

She ran a finger over Amber's face. She inwardly shivered with revulsion. She tried to push her away but she found out she couldn't move any part of her body below her neck.

A loud shot rang out from behind her head,Minx dodged the bullet but not the second that lodged itself into her shoulder.

Minx shouted the in pain. "Fucking bitch." She glared at whoever was shooting at her.

Amber tried to turn and look but she couldn't move. A sudden realization hit her that she couldn't feel any part of her body.

Minx got off her and engaged her unknown saviour. Amber wasn't around for much longer, she gave in as the darkness collapsed around her.