Through the Living Elan

"Run..." Elan says, "You should run... I can't stop this... alone... and the other Elans... can't help... they don't know... I can send you out... run..."

A train comes into the station in the district. ALL PEOPLE, THE REAPING FOR THIS YEARS HUNGER GAMES ARE HAPPENING NOW. MAKE YOUR WAY TO TOWN SQUARE. A voice announces. A person walks off the train, followed by at least 50 peacekeepers. She makes her way to town square, where a bowl full of names is set up. YOU HAVE FIVE MINUTES TO MAKE IT TO TOWN SQUARE.

A train comes into the station in the district. ALL PEOPLE, THE REAPING FOR THIS YEARS HUNGER GAMES ARE HAPPENING NOW. MAKE YOUR WAY TO TOWN SQUARE. A voice announces. A person walks off the train, followed by at least 50 peacekeepers. She makes her way to town square, where a bowl full of names is set up. YOU HAVE FIVE MINUTES TO MAKE IT TO TOWN SQUARE.

A train comes into the station in the district. ALL PEOPLE, THE REAPING FOR THIS YEARS HUNGER GAMES ARE HAPPENING NOW. MAKE YOUR WAY TO TOWN SQUARE. A voice announces. A person walks off the train, followed by at least 50 peacekeepers. She makes her way to town square, where a bowl full of names is set up. YOU HAVE FIVE MINUTES TO MAKE IT TO TOWN SQUARE.

A train comes into the station in the district. ALL PEOPLE, THE REAPING FOR THIS YEARS HUNGER GAMES ARE HAPPENING NOW. MAKE YOUR WAY TO TOWN SQUARE. A voice announces. A person walks off the train, followed by at least 50 peacekeepers. She makes her way to town square, where a bowl full of names is set up. YOU HAVE FIVE MINUTES TO MAKE IT TO TOWN SQUARE.

"Why does it happen to me? Why does everything always happen to me?" He says, sobbing deep, pained sobs.

Elan looks up. His eyes glow black. His body leaves a strange white afterimage whenever he moves. He grabs the air and it bends, reality bunching up in his fists. He screams, an inhuman, otherworldly scream. Then he ripped the air apart. A white emptiness begins leaking out of the tear in reality. Everything it touches melts, joining the emptiness. Elan doesn't even look up. He just huddles on the floor, his cheeks wet with tears, shaking his head, grabbing onto it with his hands. "Just stop... stop the pain..." he whispers.

Elan grabs his head. "Nonononono... what the heck... no..." He collapses onto the floor. He begins shaking. "WOULD YOU STOP IT?!" The ground around him explodes violently, ripping itself apart so much the very stones seem to scream.

Elan's eyes flash blue for a second as he looks at the two of them. He squeezes his eyes shut and clenches his jaw, and when he reopens them they're back to their natural dark grey. "Blah blah blah. Great, you've met again. Now let's get back to destroying the world."

Nice to meet you too!

Elan waves a hand and Raven's hand is forced down. "Wow, no hands up! Great, no one wants me in prison. Guess I'm free!" He snaps and Raven's son reappears, shaking. He runs to his dad's arms. "Well isn't that cute." Elan says monotone. "Now, lets get to the business of destroying this universe."

"Go... kill that guy who ate the rock or something first." Elan says. He waves his hand and shining pieces of stone begin coalescing into the shape of a child. Elan nods at Ráven. I will get you out. He projects into their mind. "It's 'Twiggler McSticky', actually." Elan notes. "Wait, I have your phone number?" He pauses. "I don't have time for this stupid mock trial. All in favor of throwing me in prison or whatever raise their hands."

Elan rolls his eyes.

"Dude." Elan says, "No. I am not lowering myself to your level. The only court I follow is the Court of Elans. And since they don't know I'm doing this, they can't get me in trouble!"

“NO TIME!” Elan says. He snaps and the ground begins to shake. “I swear, you RUSHED ME, this is DANGEROUS, I SWEAR IF THIS ENDS UP DESTROYING EVERY UNIVERSE I WILL BLAME IT ON YOU BECAUSE IT IS YOUR FAULT!

“I’m suddenly feeling the need to have a dramatic battle. Or… run. That would also work.” Elan says.

Yep!

Depends on when. It changes every like... very often Cuz. Less slimy. I don't recollect it either. Yeah, good choices. Hehehehehe... VICTORY!!!