Roswell Fanatics

ooc: Where's Laura in all of this? And we need to get more of the parents there.

<center> Oliver </center>
I followed him up to the stage that Sabrina had been standing on not an hour ago. I felt a stab of worry; what if the others didn't get out ok? I didn't like them at times, but I also didn't know what I'd do without them.

Then stop anyone from getting hurt, I thought harshly, focus.

I held my hand out, a little uncertainly at first, and began to feel around for the fire. I closed my eyes and opened my mind, and I suddenly could feel every molecule of the fire. I could sense the heat and the destruction as if I had become the flames. I pushed with my mind, trying to cool those molecules and stop that destruction. I felt a flicker of a change in the air around me, but I didn't stop to think about it. I continued to mentally move over the building, controlling the flames and trying to contain them.

After a few minutes, I felt my energy lag. Sweat had broken out over my forehead, and I didn't know how much longer I could use my powers like this. The most I had done with my powers prior to this was play around and manipulate the structure of fire. I'd never done anything on this scale.

I opened my eyes and looked around, noticing that the flames had gone down significantly. But they were still there, ready to grow and spread again if I gave them the opportunity. I turned to Kyle. "I don't know how much longer I can do this!" I said, still keeping half my attention on the fire.

Michael

"There's a fire out at the place the kids are having the party at. The others are on their way out there."

Worry flashes across my face as I get up quickly, annoyance that we were interrupted replaced by fear for my children.

"Do you know where they are?" I ask quietly, dressing and grabbing the keys.

"I'll drive," I add, rushing out the door before Maria can answer. Too much is running through my head. I hope that Christina and Tyler are alright, I don't know what I'd do if something happened to them.

I get into the car, slamming the door, and tap my thumb on the dashboard impatiently as I wait for Maria to join me. Please let them be alright.

TESS

I don’t believe that there is a God. Religion has never made much sense to me but right now, right here, I’m praying to anyone who will hear me. I’m willing to make a deal with the devil, I’m willing to give my soul, my life, anything to make sure that my children are safe and well.

‘Please let my babies be okay, please God, don’t let anything happen to them.’ I chant silently in my head over and over again, willing with all my might that they are okay. I couldn’t bear to lose them, they are my world.

“Tell me that this is a nightmare,” I cry to Marcus as the burning building comes into sight. “God, tell me that I’m going to wake up and everything is going to be okay.”

MARIE

Lily doesn’t say a word as her parents begin to fuss over her, I don’t think she even hears what they saying, her eyes are still firmly glued on the building.

"Wait, answer his question. Are you hurt? Does Max need to... take care of any injuries?"

I can’t help but frown at the question. What could Mr. Evans do if we had any injuries? He’s not a doctor and as far as I know, he hasn’t had any medical training. Its odd but now really isn’t the time to be thinking about that. I have to focus all my attention on praying that my Dad, James and everyone else I care about, make it out safe.

"They will be fine." Mr. Evans tells his wife. "I did a quick scan. Nothing that a day of clean air won't clear out."

Scan? What the hell does that mean?

“We’re fine,” I say, answering for Lily as well as myself in hope of reassuring Mrs. Evans. “James made us leave before the worse of the fire started. Everything is going to be okay, Mrs. Evans. My dad is in there. He won‘t let anything happen to Amy or anyone else.”

ooc: Where's Laura in all of this? And we need to get more of the parents there.

ooc: Oh, thanks for reminding me. No one was really involved with her the whole time, what with all the coupling. I kind of forgot about her for a little while. Anyone feel like being a hero for her?

<center> Laura </center>

I noticed that Amy had wondered back to Oliver, and I decided to let them have their time together. After all, that was what this night was for, apparently. For everyone to couple up and be happy and gleeful. I snorted loudly, causing people to stare at me.

I walked around for a while, dancing with guys sometimes and greeting my friends. I was in the middle of a conversation with Tibby Knowles when I heard screaming. Turning quickly, I was terrified to see flames and smoke engulfing half of the room. Suddenly, the crowd started moving, like prey running from predators. I was shoved and pushed as I turned and tried to get to the door. The smoke was already engulfing me, and I started to cough.

I couldn't see anything, and the smoke was getting thicker by the second. Someone bumped roughly into me, and fell to the floor, knocking my head on the corner of a table. I put one hand on my head, and another over my mouth, trying to block out the suffocating smoke. The crowd was still moving, and I tried to crawl out of the way. I hunched over near the wall, my vision dimming.

ooc: Jake is roaming around in there...maybe Storm will let him rescue Laura? (When she can update again)

*Kyle*

I watch Oliver reach out, close his eyes, and concentrate. His brows scrunch together and I can see sweat pop up on them. The flames are lessening and can't help but feel the pride in the control he has in his abilities.

He gives a sigh and opens his eyes. I can see that he's beginning to drain. I doubt he's done much more than play around with whatever abilities he has. That's the way the others were at that age with the exception of Tess who'd grown up with Nesado. Maybe that's where Oliver got his control. I can only hope.

"I don't know how much longer I can do this!" He says hearing fatigue in his voice.

"You're doing great." I assure him. "This is better, let's go this way." I put my hand on his shoulder and lead him a few feet to the right where another intense spot was threatening to block an exit. I turn a little of my own energy within as the smoke tries to fill my lungs. Thanks to Max, I'm able to do a little healing on myself, minor things.

"Take my hand...Let's see if we can't get this out so those left in here can escape. I'll help." I hold my hand out, steadying myself for the surge of energy I'm about to send to him.

<center> Oliver </center>

"You're doing great." His voice was calm and reassuring. "This is better, let's go this way." He said, and I quickly dropped my hand. I took a minute to regain my bearings and not fall over, and then I followed Kyle.

"Take my hand...Let's see if we can't get this out so those left in here can escape. I'll help." I looked at his hand strangely. Not just because I was a guy, and guys just didn't hold hands with other guys, but because he'd said he would help. How could he help? And why would holding his hand help me? There were too many questions buzzing around in my mind, and I knew that after this was over, I'd have to get answers.

A loud scream alerted me back to the present, and I saw a girl trying to make it through the flaming exit. I knew that Kyle was right, and that we needed to help these people, so I took his hand. As soon as I did, I felt the strangest sensation; it was as if something was flowing from his body to mine. I felt stronger, and much less tired than I had been moments before.

"What the hell's going on?" I asked, more than a little freaked out.

*Kyle*

His confusion was evident. I'd hoped that we'd never have to let our kids in on our secret lives...for them to have the same fears and problems we did when we were in high school...but now that we know they have abilities, we'd have to come clean. If we all survived, it was going to be an interesting 'club' meeting.

Oliver turned when a scream sounded as a girl tried to get out but the blazing flames held her back. He suddenly grabbed my hand and I let my energy go, a little too quickly, but I couldn't help it. It had been awhile since I've done this. A long while.

"What the hell's going on?" He asked and being connected as we were I felt his panic.

"It's ok...I'm just giving you a boost. Close your eyes, open your mind, and concentrate on the fire, not me. Feel it...become one with it." I instructed, remembering those words that Tess had told me long ago as she helped me when my own powers crackled to life. Of course, the become one with it was more from my Bhudism.

<center> Oliver </center>

"It's ok...I'm just giving you a boost. Close your eyes, open your mind, and concentrate on the fire, not me. Feel it...become one with it."

If I hadn't been so panicked I might have laughed at the somewhat trite statement. Instead, I tried to ignore that fact that, logically, there was no way Kyle would be able to give me a 'boost'. It just wasn't possible. Then again, there was really no logical way to explain why I could control fire either.

I closed my eyes, trying to fight back the confusion and panic as I directed the energy that wasn't my own. I broadened my mind once more, and began to feel for the molecules of fire. Just like last time, I felt like I was the fire, and I began to manipulate it and control it, breaking it down. After working on the hottest spot in front of me, I felt around with my mind, trying to sense if there was any other intensely burning fire around. When I sensed nothing but soft flames and embers, I opened my eyes. The door was singed, but clear.

"That was," I said, panting for breath, "unbelievable."