Juka was distressed, it was true. Deeply distressed and he hated the feeling. His power, his precious beautiful bubbles that had never done anything wrong and never hurt anyone, were going crazy. And not only were they going crazy, but they were going crazy in the way that ended with things dying. His fabulous, shining bubbles that had been with him for so long he could barely remember a time without them were betraying them in the worst way possible. His delightful, glorious bubbles that had been his haven and sanctuary in the worst times of his life, that had never done him wrong were now not what they were. What was wrong with them? What was wrong wtih him?

At first Juka hadn't even noticed that they were acting funny. It was small things really, like his coffee suddenly becoming cold after being carried in a bubble for half a minute, when it should by all rights still be hot. Or weirder yet, his coffee, which had cooled down to the point of being almost frigid becoming hot again while inside his bubble. Weird, but nothing to be too concerned about, right? And then there had been the incident with his kitty Joltean in which it shed and grew new fur all in the course of a few minutes again, while inside his bubble. That had disturbed him more but it hadn't really hurt the poor kitty so he didn't worry too much about it.

But now, now his beautiful, lovely bubbles were betraying him utterly. Never before had they caused things to die, never had he even imagined that they could be capable of such a thing. But, alas, it seemed to be official. This was the third plant he had bubbled and, just like the other two, the plant slowly withered and died within. The flowers were the worst, taking only a few minutes to die but the potted plants weren't much better, taking a couple of hours to completely die. Juka was in a despair and didn't know what to do. How could his bubbles betray him so?

If Juka had been thinking stright he would have gone straight to the Mansion and told his Ghosty about his most horrible of problems, but he was so distressed that he didn't even consider it. Instead, he bubbled himself and floated out of his top floor appartment and into the city. There didn't seem to be any risk of his bubble killing him, if anything it seemed to be preserving him. He hadn't slept in days and had barely eaten in that long and he didn't feel its lack at all. Perhaps his bubbles were stealing the life of others and feeding it to himself. A truly disturbing thought and one he didn't like at all.

It was sometime after midnight, Juka wasn't exactly sure of the time, and eventually he found himself in a part of the city that he wasn't familiar with. It was obviously not the sort of place that someone like him should ever be in, a lower class, crime ridden dive. In his despair, however, Juka didn't think to leave, didn't think of his own well being. De-bubbling, he began wandering the alleys aimlessly, completely lost in his despairing thoughts.

Aura was trying to clear her head, she knew she had not been in the greatest condition mentally lately. In fact her perception of reality was growing harder to hold onto, the images coming stronger then before. None of the false memories seems to occur after the woods, all before, Aura wondered if their was any relavence to that. Deciding this was something best left to another day, Aura concentrated on finding a victim for the night. She was always surprised that every time she killed a few gang members others popped up to take their place. Still she made them serve their purpose. Leaning down she pet Solkat behind the ears, the skunk stopped and tilted her head enjoying the momentary attention.

Standing she gave a short sigh at the empty alley and took a random turn down another one, this one had two shadowy figures at the far end facing each other. As Aura approached she could hear their argument though Aura did not really care what it was about anyway. Their first indication of her presence was her footsteps against the wet concrete. As she moved her pink aura covered her body and forming on her hand was a circular spinning blade, Her aim was true for the surprised man and he fell to the ground, his neck expelling a crimson puddle. the second man was holding a shaky pistil. Aura felt the bullet strike her Aura and deflect off striking the brick wall beside them. Changing her Aura from saw, to a short sword like weapon she then slashed down at the man, her Aura blade getting stuck in the gun. Though when the man fired the bullet failed to exit and instead the recoil forced him to drop it. Without the toy, the man quickly joined his freind with a lloud thu as a glass object the man was holding shattered.

Leaning down she began to go threw the mans pockets, her liberated lute stacked in a pile just tall enough not to have formed a puddle in the days earlier rains. Finding their wallets she tossed them into the pile as well, as well as some car keys, loose cash, mostly in $100s and an awful lot of fine white and purple powders. Standing she looked around, she was fairly sure their was no one in the area but she her look had been quick. Just then Solkat wondered up to her hopping up on one of the body's as if board with the situation. petting her Aura smiled, until a glint of silver captured her eye, the glint was from a strange knife the man had in his pocket. Aura took a few minutes to consider the weapon as she stood up. She set this in the pile two figuring she could use it or maybe the order could. Her hunt complete Aura still felt empty and hoped these two were not far from more of their kind, she still wanted to fight, needed to fight. Rubbing her head she grunted slightly forceing the intruding image back and trying to ignore it. Aura's head snapped up as she thought she ehard a footstep and soon found another figure had enterd the alley, she smiled, forming a secound sword on her other arm, still she held ground unable to determine who this person was.

Juka wandered slowly, almost in a daze and not even bothering to re-bubble himself. His bubbles had betrayed him and he wasn't even certain he should still rely on them. What if they did something really regretable? Thus far they had only drained little plants, but what if they decided to drain something bigger? Like a kitty? Or even worse, what if they somehow decided to drain a person? He would never be able to live with himself then. He could barely live with himself now.

In the distance Juka heard an argument between a couple of angry sounding individuals but thought nothing of it. People argued, that was the way of things. Then he heard a gunshot and, despite his preoccupation with his own problems, he knew that someone might be hurt and he couldn't just let them die in a pool of their own blood. He knew most thought of him as a self and self-centered individual and, really, it was pretty much true. But he was also a good person, or so he liked to think, and he would never intentionally hurt anyone nor would he ever let anyone be hurt if he could do anything to prevent it. And with his bubbles, as unpredictable as they had been lately, he might be able to save someone's life.

In an instant Juka was once again bubbled and speeding towards the direction that he had heard the gunshot come from, hovering just above the buildings so he could gain a good view of what was going on around him. What he found was not what he had expected to find. The first thing he saw was the blood, so much blood, blood everywhere, and he knew that the victim must surely be dead to have lost so much blood. No, make that victims, he reevaluated hastily. Juka had to fight with himself not to throw up at the sight of the mutilated bodies.

The next thing he noticed was a familiar pink aura'd girl, one he had met before when he had found his kitties. His first thought was that she might be in danger and he surely had to save her (not even thinking about the fact that he had no way to do so) until he realized an instant later that, far from needing him to save her, she was the culprit, the murderer. And to think he had considered her a friend!

Spotting another human near her and seeing the pink sword in one hand, it didn't take much for Juka to figure out that the girl planned to kill again and he simply couldn't allow that to happen. Thinking quickly, the first thing Juka spotted small enough to bubble was Aura's blood covered skunk. Extending a tendril, he bubbled the skunk in a secondary bubble and floated over top of Aura, stopping just above her head. Dropping the skunk on the (hopefully) unsespecting teenager, he yelled out "Don't hurt anyone else!"

Aura was not expecting the skunk drop in the least, and she let out a girlie shriek at the sudden weight on her head, spinning around, looking for the source. The Skunk for it's part stayed calm and looked almost board, even as Aura picked her up and set her on the ground, spotting Juka as he spoke. She smiled at Juka still not understanding he had an issue with her actions. To Aura hunting humans down was natural and an everyday occurrence, besides they did wonders for her carpentry. His words made her look down at the two, almost unidentifiable corpses, her momentary pause being more then enough to allow the stray human to flee the area, assured he did not wish to be in this particular alleyway any longer.

"Bubbles! My freind, what brings you out this night, i can't see you hunting down the scum" she said blinking as she playfully kicked one of the body's again, forming a short blade from her foot. The gang memebrs at least Aura assumed they had been were no longer a threat to anyone, though Juka seemed the type not to need her help. He was always dressed so starngely but she ahd learned much from him and jewel including the value of money and that their were many many clothing choices one could select. Aura's eyes brightened in terribly misunderstood understanding, she smiled as well. "I recall you said you liked to dance, care to dance with me, when the next human comes by, you can have the lead" she offered honestly. Aura had no idea that juka's dancing was very different from what she called it. Still she thought about this, and again thought juka really did not seem the type.

"Their just humans no need to worry" she said to Juka with a shrug, believing the humans mattered about as much as the stale pizza one had landed on. "How is Jewel, i danced with her once as well, but's its been awhile since i seen her and she is rather pretty" Aura admitted trying to make casual conversation, seeing nothing wrong with standing in human blood. For her part Aura was dressed all in white, a white short sleeve shirt and a white knee length skirt. her tennis shoes were a white/pink whare the blood had coated them, as she had stopped the Aura around her feet for a moment during the strike. Stretching, Aura retracted her remaining sword, though she did keep her Aura up, it was mostly out of habit, Aura ahted to supress her Aura when she did not have to, and out here it served as a come find me for anyone looking for revenge for their fallen friends.

Juka was utterly baffled and confused at Aura's reaction to his presence. Having just come upon the scene of a violent burtal double murder, casual friendliness was pretty much the last possible thing that he might have been expecting. What exactly he had been expecting he wasn't sure, but that definately wasn't it. And then she started asking him to dance, rendering him even more confused and utterly speechless, which happened very rarely. In fact, he couldn't remember the last time he had been stricken so utterly of any possible words. Who was this girl and what was wrong with her? How could she be so calous towards the humans she had just cut down around her? And how would she react when he tried to stop her from doing any more damage? For the first time he felt a trickel of fear flow down his spine but having made his stance, he couldn't very well let her continue with her actions.

"You don't need to do this," Juka spoke softly, his voice shaking just a little bit. "You don't need to hurt anyone else, you don't need to kill anyone. They didn't do anything to you." He spoke as if to a child who might bolt at any moment, or might turn on him just as quickly. His bubble was positioned above Aura, just out of range of her sword. He had no idea how long the range of her aura was and, if it came down to it, had no idea how he could possibly stop her if she tried to hurt anyone else. He knew how to flee, that he was very good at. But how could he flee like a coward when the lives of others were at stake? How could he live with himself?

Juka desperately hoped that it would not come to violence with this woman, realizing that he was utterly out of his league. Nevertheless, as he spoke he looked around for some sort of weapon that he could use if it came to it. Spotting a pile of bricks of the large grey variety only a few feet away , he lowered his bubble slightly and sent out 3 tendrils, each of them grabbing hold of a brick. It wasn't much but at least they were heavy and would probably do some damage if dropped from above or if they struck someone at high velocity. Of cource, he had no idea if they could harm Aura through her strange pink aura. And if they didn't work, well, perhaps he could try to gain control of the new curse of his power and drain her energy. He really hoped it woudln't come to that though because if it did he'd probably end up just as dead as the human corpses.

"They don't deserve to die." The words came out sounding almost as if Juka were trying to convince himself of this fact. "Please don't hurt them. Please don't make me try to stop you from hurting them," he pleaded desperately with her.

"Did the cow do anything to you, or the fish? Humans and Mutants and a hundred other creatures eat them every day. The Human is no different then these animals, pray items to be hunted. Still i am rather generous, i kill the low lifes who jump people at 3am for that white powder. No i do not need to this i WANT to, i enjoy my role as a mutant, my place as a top predatory animal. " Aura stated simply as matter of fact, though some of it almost became preachy as if practiced. Mostly because it had been, many nights. Mutants were the superior race and were destined inherit the planet and as such people like her were born to retake the world and prevent other mutants from, being injured or killed. Aura had been trained and given the purpos from the goddess prophet herself!

This was bothering Juka, Aura realized. Yes he felt sympathy for the Humans much like jewel, a hero of sorts. If that were true he would try to defend them or at least the next human Aura danced with. Aura smiled closing her eyes a bit, oh they would dance, Aura knew that now and that was fine, she had after all asked if he wanted to dance, and dancing with other Mutants was something she enjoyed greatly. Every mutant had a diffrent power and so one had to constently create new ways to fight those Mutants. Opening her eyes Aura looked back at Juka, her eyes looking very serious. She would try not to kill Juka, after all he was a mutant and killing Juka would be murder.

"So you DO want to dance, and with me as well, i am quite happy now, dancing with humans is to easy, but other Mutants previde challenge, a chance to improve my skilk at doing whats the Goddess created me to do, prevent the annihilation of our species by killing the human animals before they have a chance. You see i do this for exercise every night." Aura laughed both because she was now having fun and becuse she believed it would get to Juka if she was enjoying this situation and she was. "So my friend, SHow me the real beauty you hide, show me how well you dance!" she said pointing a sword at Juka, her eyes and face showed focus, yet fun. Aura had no idea of the true limits of Juka's powers but she would soon find out, the same way she found out what jewel could do, through combat. And their was no reason they could not be freinds after their fight, after all she was still freinds with Jewel and as far as she knew kasumi as well.

The more Aura spoke the more stunned Juka became. He just didn't know what to make of the girl, hadn't realized that people like her even existed. She seemed to believe that humans were no more important than pigs or cows, like cattle to the slaughter, not that Juka would have even killed a cow if he had a choice in the matter. But it went beyond that even, since to his knowledge she wasn't suggestion that they eat the dead humans, only kill them. Unless he was mistaken about that, which was the most disturbing thought that he had had yet. And yet, if she was such a cold hearted killer would it be such a shock to discover that she was also a cannibal? Would that really be any worse?

"We kill cows and fish for food," Juka answered her, feeling almost the teacher. It was, once again, a position he was unfamiliar with. It seemed he would be off kilter all night, off kilter until he got himself killed which seemed more and more likely every moment he floated there talking to the crazy psychopath before him. What had happened to the poor girl to turn her into this creature? How could she be so young and yet so...utterly inhuman? He knew that it must have been something horrible, something that he couldn't even ebgin to comprened. And het, he still had her talking and talking was good because talking meant that she was not trying to kill anyone, especially not him. Though avoiding that inevetable confrontation was looking more and more unlikely the more she spoke.

"I don't want to fight you," Juka told her, poring every bit of emotion and honesty into his voice. Yet at the same time he ensured that his bricks were before him, one below and one on either side of him. If it came to it he could pick up as many as two more bricks. They and the agility and speed that he had while inside his bubble were his only weapons and they seemed woefully inadequate to his eye when compared to the other girl's obvious skill and her shining aura and blade. He knew his bubble was no protection against such a thing.

"All I want is for you to leave here in peace; leave the humans alone. And maybe come to The Mansion with me. There are people there that can help you..." He wasn't sure if it was the right or the wrong thing to say but he felt, suddenly, profound pitty for the girl. It didn't lesson his fear at all. Juka hovered there, mere feet away, awaiting her first move that would surely deciede his fate.

"Actually i had a crush on a girl in the woods who enjoyed eating humans, mostly the organs. Personally i have always found human to lack flaver, if you want to try be my guest, the Hearts prolbely the best tasting organ but even then...." she responded when he mentioned they killed these animals for food. Aura had eaten human before, in fact the news had captured her biting ino a mans vitels as she struck down a police officer. "The mansion? Oh yes, Im sure i would be welcomed thare. In fact i was offered a place there, almost went, but Frosty wanted to give me to the police, so they could lock me in a cage again like when i first got my power. Never again, will i be restrained by human hands." She said taking some offense at the offer to take her to the mansion, save humans, only if ordered to and even then it would be an order she would hate.

"I don't need a help, no this is my destiny, i am a soilder, trained to ensure the mutant species takes their rightful place as the rulers of this planet. We are evaluation, we are the earths next choice to inherit the earth, we are their replacements. I understand human fear becuse on some level they understand their kind will de out and one day their were only be us. It is a day i am not likely to see, but perhapse the next generation will not need to do this work" she said a determined look on her face, she truely beleived this was the path to saving her people.

"You have two choices, my friend, Dance or do not either way my blade will be at work" she said with a shrug. Pointing her blade at juka in quickly took a more rounded shape, and began to spin just like a drill from her elbow to about six inches from her palm. "Either way i dance, i admit that a dance with you would be far more fun then dancing with those filthy creatures. I will fight them until i can no longer draw breath" She said before a smile returned to her face. She hoped Juka would fight, and stepping forward her drill reformed again this time forming a hammer around her fists looking at the bricks, they looked like they might be trouble. "I grew up fighting Humans to survive every day, watched as my freinds died to their bullets around me, as they tortured my friend. I can not allow the humans to harm mutants, after all when a tiger eats a human they shoot it, this is no diffrent" she said continuing to walk forward, the bricks would be an issue, they were in an alley so her room to move would be confined. Their was also a factor of Juaks combat experience, that was a mystery. turning ehr head back she called out to her pet. "Solkat, go home" and the Skunk ran off down the alley. Without that worry, Aura suddenly darted forward, if Juka did not wish to dance he would not have taken the bricks. Aura swung aiming at the middile brick instead of Juka, she would test him before truely starting this.

Mutants as the rulers of this planet? Juka was beginning to think that not only had something horrible happened to this girl, but she had also been somehow brainwashed into believing something that, to him at least, was patently ridiculous. Sure mutants had all sorts of interesting and fascinating powers, but wasn't it a bit much for someone to jump to the conclusion that they should be the rulers? And he wasn't even going to think about eating human organs. Nope. Wasn't going to think about it at all. Otherwise he might just become sick and something told him that that would not help his chances of survival, slim as they all ready were.

As the pink aura'd teenager continued to speak, Juka picked up a fourth brick and began thinking of strategy. How was he going ot survive this? And why hadn't he listened to his brother more when he spoke of martial arts training? Oh how he wished, right at that moment, that he had bothered to pay even the least bit of attention. But no, he had to be more interested in fashion and music and performing. Fighting seemed a thing for brutes and besides, with his bubbles when would he ever need to fight when he could just float himself away to safety? He had never in his wildest fantasies conceived of a situation quite like this.

Juka shuddered as the blade turned into a drill and then into a hammer and that momentary laps of attention almost ended it for him before the battle had even begun. At the last possible moment, however, before hammer could strike brick, he moved both brick and main bubble out of the way, causing the hammer to miss entirely. For a moment he hovered just above the girl, indecision worrying its way through his mind. The alley was a confined space which probably wasn't going to be good for either of them. Or, perhaps he might just be able to work that fact to his advantage. After all, he had more weapons than she and he had the advantage of the sky and maneuverability. If he could manage to knock her unconscious he could probably carry her to the Mansion and someone would be able to figure out what to do with her.

Decision made, Juka began rotating the 4 bricks around himself at high speeds. They weren't large enough to make much of a shield on their own, but he hoped that they were moving quickly enough and that there were enough of them to make getting a clean hit against him difficult, if not impossible. He could afford to lose a brick or two, he could not afford to lose his head. He then dove towards his foe, aiming a brick at her head.

Aura hoped Juka and her disagreement would not mean they could not be friends. After all everyone fought now and then. So He liked diffrent things like saving humans, they all had flaws. The Brown haired teen had been through quite a lot to get to where she was now. Still she was hoping this fight would be fun and she soon found Juka understood combat to some degree.

Aura's hammer Missed and the momentum was such that aura had to kneel as the hammer struck the walkway, cracks forming on the surface of it. Juka could fly, well sort of better then she could anyway. She could climb a brick wall but the act hurt her shoulders and took to much time to be useful here. Aura carefully adjusted her aura to take a slightly more angled look to it. The bricks could be trouble, she knew they were the threat right now, once she disarmed bubbels she could win the fight, or so she thought. He seemed to prefer ranged combat where as she was a short range fighter, Aura smiled, she never could find an easy mutant to battle, a talent of hers.

As juka started the spinning bricks Aura smiled, this was getting better already. To Her this was the best Juka had ever looked. Then Juka dove at her leading with a brick, Aura sent her hammer to rise and meet it, unfortunately the hammer struck the side of the brick sending a chuck of the corner smashing into the wall beside them, Unfortunate for Aura, the brick then struck her, though more in the chest thanks do her movement knocking her back and off ehr feet. Looking down at her Arm, Aura shook her hand, getting back to her feet, and forming the drill again. Maybe this would Work Better. Aura once again ran at Juka, his flight would make this hard, but all she needed was a single clean hit.

As She ran she sent her drilled encased fist at Juka hoping to see what would happon if he blocked it with a brick, maybe that would give her a cleaner hit. After all to many hits from these bricks could end up draining her energy. It was hard to see how strong Juka was or how well these bubbles of his withstood a direct attack. Even as she struck Aura spoke "your better then i thought bubbles, but what happons if you run out of bricks?" she asked looking at him so much as she spoke Her drill Aimed at his chest level, but Aura was counting on it being stopped.on her attack.

Juka almost gave into the ridiculous urge to cheer as, not only did Aura's first attack miss but his own attack hit, although not as solidly as he would have liked and his enemy appeared to show no damage from the hit. Somehow he managed to maintain his composure, however, perhaps due to the life and death situation he now found himself in. Silently he prayed that he would somehow get through this in one piece, vowing that he would never again be the shallow, self-centered individual he had always been. He would do something with his life, something more than just entertain people and make them smile. He wasn't worthy of worship as he had always believed, not really. He hadn't done anything at all to deserve it except for sing a few songs and entertain on a stage. He was nothing, nothing special at all. But if he survived this battle he would change that. He would prove himself worthy, prove himself something special. His bubbles were a gift, perhaps from god or perhaps not, it didn't really matter, and he knew that he should use them to better humanity and to save those too week to save themselves. Now all he had to do was survive.

Juka startled as a large chunk of one of his bricks was sheared off from Aura's hammer strike and saw cracks form in the brick. It wouldn't last much longer, one more hit and hit would be useless. Which also meant that none of his other bricks would last very long either. All he really needed was one good strike to the head and his enemy would be unconscious and she only needed to stay unconsious for the short time it would take him to float to the Mansion and deposit her. Of course, in in order to strike her he really only had two options: either rain down bricks from high above which had the advantage of being out of the range of her attacks but the disadvantage of using up the only weapon he had, or remain in close quarters with her and hope to use the bricks as both weapon and shield, which had the obvious disadvantage of being within range of her own weapon.

Just as Aura's hammer changed itself into a drill, Juka made the decision to stay close to the ground. After all, he could still maintain a few feet distance from his enemy and that was better than nothing. His tendrils extended out 10 ft and he prayed that would be enough. "There are always more weapons around," Juka replied with a false confidence that he didn't feel. Perhaps he could bluff her? After all, if there was one thing he was good at it was playing to his own ego. "And when I win this fight I will bring you back to the Mansion and they will lock you away for your own safety and the safety of others." She had seemed to have an issue with being locked up and he hoped his words would provoke her to do something rash.

When Aura ran at Juka with her drill, he was ready for her. Two bricks maintained thier spinning pattern circling his body and a third brick, the one all ready damanged from the previous attack, he used to block the incoming drill. Unfortunatly the all ready weakened brick crumbled to pieces on impact and the drill dug itself into Juka's arm. The wound wasn't deep due in part to the brick that had blocked most of the attack and to Juka's fast reflexes, but pain nevertheless erupted in Juka's arm and it would probably require stiches. Though he didn't notice it, the wound did not bleed, though it should have.

Ignoring the pain in his arm, as soon as Aura made her attack Juka reacted in kind. The fourth brick under his command he brought around and attempted to smash it into her head. He couldn't afford to take another wound from her drill and he knew that he desperately needed to end this fast.

"I would rather slit my own neck" she replied coldly to his offer of locking her back up. Aura controlled her rage, her practice helping her maintain focus and a sense of calm. Still it was now assured she could not afford to lose this fight. No then she would be locked away. "I have friends who would come to my aide and some make me seem merciful, the mansion has children you would be endangering them, the police would end up even worse" she almost growled which was true in part. Many of the order's people were quite violent and dangerous when they needed to be. And she was COnfident Lori and abyss would crush whatever opposition was in their way to find her, just abyss and the brothers could be scary enough.

It became clear she had walked into a trap only wen the brick smacke dher int he back of the head, sending aura to the ground, her Aura rippling whare the impact had struck. Her Aura took most of the impact which kept her int he fight, but the force and the fall still jarred her a bit and she could feel some of her Aura fade away to wharever it came from. She had to watch for that, it could not happon again. Aura got up slowly compared to the first time. Evening out her reduced Aura she realized Juka would not likely be able to see the difference in her Aura unless he got real low, which with another blow or two like that she might. She figured without her Aura she would at the very least be hospitalized.

"very nice without my Aura that would have knocked me out, but let me share something, My Aura absorbs impacts, at the price of course. Still i do think it was time, we got serious' don't you?" she asked seeming confident This time she extended her Aura thinning it just behind her legs to form two drills, one for each hand. Aura took a deep breath. Meld had hit harder but their sparring mission had been interrupted by that blind kid who made the holes. Aura smiled, deciding to Let Juka make the move here, hopefully he would help her on accident, Aura walked slowly toward Juka, a smile stuck to her face, oh she had a plan on how to beat bubbles all right. She wished she had long range capability so badly. If she did the fight would likely already be over. Finanly she rushed Juka once more but this time she ahd a plan and again aime done of her drills at juka, this time the drill was aimed for the opposite shoulder. Her other wepaon held back for the counter attack she belived would soon be comming.

Juka realized in short order that his carefully calculated threat had been a mistake. Far from causing his enemy rage and forcing her to make a mistake, if anything it seemed to make her all the more determined to end Juka's life and the very last thing he needed was for her to be more determined. "Why do you do it? Why doy ou feel such a need to kill?" That was what he didn't understand. Even if humans were cattle, a fact he clearly disagreed with, what need had she of killing them? What need had anyone of killing? To end something of its very life was too horrible a thought to even put into words. It was the ultimate insult against life itself. No one should have the right to deciede who got to live and who had to die. And certainly not some pink auraed, brain washed sadistic teenager.

Juka felt the most satisfying smack as his brick hit Aura in the head, sending her to the ground in a heap. Unfortunately, however, she was up before Juka could deciede what his next course of action should be. Had he been a seasoned fighter he might have rushed in to tend it while she was still upon the ground, but as it was and with this being his first real fight, he made the mistake of remaining in the air to see if she would get up. He had to fight off a wave of despair when she did so. He knew he was doomed when she explained how her Aura absorbed impacts. What could he possibly do against something like that? All he knew for certain was that he was not going to give up.

Once again Juka hovered awaiting Aura's next move. When it came he was almost not prepared but managed to send a brick to intercept the first drill. He didn't see the second drill. A second brick he aimed at her chest, though he knew if she managed to block it that brick would likely be destroyed just like the last one had been. He was quickly running out of bricks and that was not a good sign at all.

:"It' simple really, after i was rescued, my saviors trained me to fight and use my powers, after that killing became routine a simple activity to do before breakfast. Theirs more to it then that though, I watched as humans cut my friends down one by one, so i can't say it's not partially out of revenge as well. " SHe said with littile thought, it was the truth and she was kind of use to mentioning it now. "It's not like it's murder though, killing you unprovoked would be murder, killing humans though? No diffrent then a trophy hunter" she said with a shrug, the bones were kind of her trophies and she did beleive she was protecting her people. "I was destined to eliminate the humans to insure our kind can take hole of our world" she went on hoping to have answerd the question.

Aura had counted on this and as the two bricks struck each was met with a spinning drill which fought a bit to get through them. Still the strain of intercepting them both taxed her Aura and she could feel it straining to keep up. The first brick exploded pelting her aura with tiny shards of brick. The other brick struck Her Aura just as she was reforming the drill into a hammer, she swung hard trying to send the brick back at Juka. He seemed less versed in combat then she was and she was hoping this was true. As long as she could avoid more hit's liek that one to her head she would be all right.

She felt Both impacts against her Aura, and her Aura was a bit smaller now, her drill a few inches shorter then it had been before she took on the two bricks. Rubbing the back of her head which still hurt a but from the impact she calmly smiled. "You seem unused to the dance.....i was hoping for more" she said as she moved forward this time she jumped on top of the dumpster and Jumped at Juka, forming a sword from her drill, she aimed the blade for the boy' shoulder, the same one he had hurt before, best to work on the weak spot. She had to end this, he was less experienced yes, but the bricks he was using were draining her, he was throwing them at impressive speed and they were hard enough to do actual damage. "Wake up to the dawn of OUR people!" she yelled as she came down with the blade, her attack however left her open to attack, since she was int he air.

"Not all humans are like that. So some humans are bad, some mutants are bad too. You can't judge all of humanity by the actions of a few. They aren't all like that." It was among the most profound things that Juka could ever remember saying and yet the words felt true to him. He hadn't even realized that he was capable of such profound thinking and whatever the results of this fight, so long as he survived it, he knew he would never again be the same person.

Juka wasn't able to see that Aura was weakening and barely noticed that her aura was less than when they began. Perhaps had he combat experience he might have realized that he was not doing so badly for himself, but all he could see was that he had yet to inflict any damage upon her. First one brick was shattered by Aura's drill and the second was shattered, although somewhat less dramatically, by her hammer. Having only a single brick left, Juka knew that he only had one more chance. If he couldn't srike her down now then all that he had attempted in this fight would be for nothing.

"I may be new to the dance but that doesn't mean I won't see you disabled!" Juka saw the sword aimed at his shoulder and yet had nothing to block it with. As Aura charged with her sword, Juka tried to move his bubble out of the way of the main portion of the strike. At the same time he brought his single remaining brick around, aiming at her head. Unfortunately he wasn't agile enough and the sword penetrated his chest, just below his shoulder. An agony of pain exploded across his torsoe and he screamed.

In a desperate attempt to save his own life, Juka commanded his bubble up and, with a sickening lurch, it obeyed. He hovered there, many feet above Aura, unable to move or do anything, barely coherent enough to even keep his bubble afloat. Distantly he was aware of the fact that he wasn't bleeding. He also wondered how it was that he was even still consious. But these were distant detached thoughts, almost his entire mind being consumed by the agony he was in and the fact that he was probably going to die this night.