Thread: Deus Ex Machina (BlisteredBlood x darkangel76)

Mara readied herself for immense pain, if not death itself. And it wasnt something she found her body or mind welcoming at all. Just when she thought the inevitable was about to happen, things stop. It was as if time went suddenly still and eerily quiet. Blinking her crystalline blue eyes, she looked over at Deadman who now had her captor pinned on the unforgiving pavement that was the floor. Still shaken, she tried to get herself to calm down just enough to take in all that was suddenly happening around her. The enemy man glanced over to Mara out of the corner of his eye. She couldnt believe it, but the man was pleading with her, seeking mercy. It astounded her, then again, people did funny things when death looked them square in the face. One thing was for certain, his reaction confirmed her gut instinct that he wasnt the suicidal type. As she watched him beg with his eyes, his mind conflicted over what to do, Mara felt her own conflicts bubbling up from within. This man would have killed her. She knew this with all her heart. He was a threat, still was and would be if allowed to live. But the idea of killing someone when they appeared so helpless and unable to fight back or defend themselves? For good or bad, it tugged on her heart strings. She knew James wouldve backhanded her for that thought too and again she knew shed deserve it. But she couldnt help who she was at her core and if it meant taking beatings several times over then hell that was the way of things. Mara shook her head just then and whispered, Just surrender. You will die. Mara knew that without a doubt. Ripples of cold, calculating logic coupled with an energy so lethal it would make the strongest and bravest men quiver, emanated from Deadman in roaring waves. The look in his eyes alone told the truth of the matter. Youve lost, Mara whispered again as she slowly got herself up into a sitting position. She unconsciously began to rub at her wrists, her fingers working the cuts and bruises the man had placed there when hed held her captive. Just then, the man scowled. I concede, he stated, his voice flat and even. The other man looked on in fear, his pants wet from having pissed himself over what hed just witnessed. No doubt he was new to the lifestyle. Whimpering, he moved further away from the scene until his back struck against the wall. Mara could hear the man mumbling underneath his breath, words spoken in a language she didnt understand. Regardless, she was sure he was saying something along the lines of thank you and wishing to get away alive. Licking her lips, Mara moved over next to Deadman. She glanced once more at the two men who were spies for the SER, her mind reeling over the mess shed created and couldnt clean up due to her own sense of moral. Reaching out a hesitant hand, she touched Deadmans arm. We have to run, she stated. We cant stay here. She hoped he understood what she meant, that their lives were both now on the line. The enemy would be in hot pursuit now and theyd have a lead on their most current whereabouts. It was no longer safe to stay in the SER. They had to leave. And they had to leave immediately.