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He had stopped bleeding about two hours after the encounter. It was a considerable amount of time, particularly considering the vital organs near his chest, organs that even non-healers knew were important to take care of. Yet now, as Silas stole a careful glance beneath his shirt, the bandages...

The fight looked to be over before it had even started-a sudden, burning rain spread over his bicep, an arrow having torn through his skin. Nonetheless, Silas steeled himself against this-Grounders had a remarkably high pain tolerance, and he was no exception to that rule. There was no response...

He moved with the speed of a charging bear, Silas's calves tensing. He hadn't been all that surprised by the action, but he'd been taken aback by the speed of it, the suddenness of the transition. The choice to go after the girl was interesting, Silas had been sure he looked like the main...

He could keep running if he had to. Silas forced himself to breathe deeply, ignoring the stabbing pains in his chest, his adrenaline slowly amping up as he prepared himself for a fight. Peace was a no-go, apparently. Still, it was a quiet air of frustration that appeared in his face, rather...

As though the situation could not get any more nightmarish, the distinct sound of footsteps heavy in pursuit was soon obvious to Silas, even as his ears still rang with the echo of the screeching crash. Still keeping up at a run, his mind whirled. The Clan of Yujileda had managed to avoid any...

The air shrieked. Earthquakes weren't much of a common occurrence anymore, at least not so much as they had been in the times before Silas was born. Still, he'd heard enough told to know what to do when the ground began to shake beneath his feet, knew to dive for the safety of some stone...

"No problem, bud." Danny walked out of the kitchen, pausing to ruffle Ethan's hair as he passed him. Of all the younger kids, he probably had warmed up to Ethan the most, probably because the kid was so upbeat, and Danny just kind of...Well, he wasn't upbeat, but he tried to be. He did try...

Though Danny responded to the enthusiasm with little more than a quick nod, his voice sounded confident when he replied. "Oh, hell yeah, my dude. Let's get you goin'." Alright, new mission. As Danny picked up the cereal box, he made a quick inventory. Okay...He'd eaten a bit, Sloan was eating...

One dark, bushy brow raised upward as Sloan continued to...Well, it looked like she was almost studying him. The staring made him shift uncomfortably in his seat, all at once self-conscious. However, it wasn't long before she caught on to his joke, firing back with one of her own. Oh, so the ice...

The side of Danny's head rested lightly against the back of the couch as he turned his face over to regard Sloan. When you wore dark glasses all the time, it was easy for people to think you were ignoring them. Sometimes that came in handy, but other times-like this instance-he had to take a few...

The quiet squeak of a door opening heralded the arrival of Sloan, who looked about as pleased to see him as she normally did-which is to say, rather indifferent. The whole situation was kind of awkward, Danny thought to himself as he and the other two sat a respectable distance away from each...

The sun wasn't fully up over the horizon yet, but Danny had been watching the sky lighten since around four or so that morning, when the brightness just began to become evident. The sky had turned from deep black to an inky, muted blue, and now was a brighter shade of what could almost be...

He gave a one-shouldered shrug in response to the young man's musings. He seemed more to be thinking aloud than talking to Gabe, which was fine by him. It could be a tad arduous when someone expected him to carry on a conversation. Even with the obvious selective muteness aside, Gabe was...

His brow furrowed deeper at the man's elaborations. An army? What would they need an army for, to wipe out the creatures? That was impossible-there were just too damn many of them. And besides, what would they do with one? Gabe shook his head with a small frown, etching another response: Not...

The comment received only a deadpan stare from Gabriel, no trace of humor on the boy's face. Still, he remained where he was, too obstinate to perhaps too apathetic to surrender his spot to the strange man. The fellow did begin to elaborate on the purpose of the meeting, however, which caught...

A low, tenor voice made Gabe look up, only to spot a strangely-dressed young man dressing him. He had almost a mischievous kind of expression, as though that were simply how his face rested, and Gabe had to admit that he was a little jealous of his coat, even if it would be far too large for...

It wasn't long before they reached what was evidently the main building. It looked about the size of an average school building-it was weird to think he'd even been in high school before all this had happened. Gabe took a few careful steps, and then realized just how many people were within the...

The motion of the wagon was a bit jerky and unsteady, but it wasn't totally unbearable, even if Gabe did hold onto the post to try and ensure his balance. It wasn't long before they stumbled across the other kid that Gabe had seen earlier, whom he regarded with the same curiosity even as the...

Gabe squinted up at the dark-haired man-he looked a little funny, but mostly human. Then again, sometimes you really couldn't tell. The good thing was, if he did hop up on the cart, he could easily hop right back off if something went wrong. Gabe walked around to the back of the wagon and, with...

Gabe blinked over at the man driving the carriage-a dark-haired fellow with piercing blue eyes. In response to the question about the meeting, he lifted his palm to his forehead before pushing outward with the palm flat-'I don't know' in sign language. He turned his head back, squinting at some...