I could feel my heart sink at hearing the man's words. "S-shit." Despite my attempts to maintain my calm composure, my voice came out panicked and fear stricken. "I know that voice. Y-you're that D.U.P. officer from the core relay!"

A dark chuckle confirmed my suspicions as the man's grip grew painfully tighter. "Oh, how sweet. You remember." Spinning me around to face him, the officer put a harsh grip on each of my shoulders. Leaning in closer, I could practically smell the alcohol radiating off of his sickly warm breath. "You little bitch!" He whispered, pushing me into a dark corner to conceal us from the oblivious dancers of the club. "Do you have any fucking idea what that little stunt of yours did?! Because of you, I have to now work these shit paying undercover gigs after you permanently damaged my feet!"

Despite my growing fear, I looked up at the man in defiance. "You look fine to me." I said with a smug smirk. Instantly I regretted my decision as a hard slap hit me across the face, the action effectively sending my earpiece flying into some unknown direction.

"SHUT UP, YOU LITTLE WHORE!" The man's shout was easily covered by the raging music from unwelcomed ears. "THAT JOB WAS EVERYTHING TO ME! AND YOU TURNED IT ALL TO HELL!"

Tears brimmed in my eyes as I cradled my stinging cheek. With my only means of communication gone, I knew that there was no way for me to call for help. Whatever is about to happen, it'll be on my own.

Afraid of using my powers to fight back in such a public place, I asked the man a simple question. "What do you want from me?!" Another dark chuckle escaped the man's lips as he let his hands slowly slide from my shoulders and down my arms before gripping harshly onto my hips. "What I want is to break you, hurt you in ways that you can't even begin to imagine. I want you to suffer the same way I did. To have something taken from you without having any means to prevent it. I'm going to kill you, but first I'm going to make you suffer horribly. Starting with that fragile body of yours."

Right as I opened my mouth to scream a brutal hand clamped over it while its twin grabbed hold of my neck. Slightly stumbling, the man roughly pushed me in the direction of an emergency exit. "Fight all you want, Isabella. All it's going to do is wear you down and make it easier for me to enjoy myself." Still unnoticed, the man slipped out of the door with me and into an abandoned alleyway; the one thing that I feared most in this situation.

Throwing me to the ground with a harsh shove, the man kneeled beside me with a sickening smirk. "Tch. Thought you'd be more fun but turns out that you're nothing but a cheap little thrill." Flinging himself over me, the man knocked me down on my back before pinning me by the wrists. "But you're still a thrill nonetheless."

Delsin's P.O.V.

"Isabella? Bella, are you there? Shit." Fetch called out into her phone but no response came. "What the hell is she doing down there?"

I didn't answer her. I couldn't answer her. I don't know what it was but some deep, gut-wrenching feeling of dread emerged within me. "Something's wrong."

"No shit!"

"No, Fetch! I mean, something's wrong." I snapped at the woman in alarm. "I don't know why but I have this horrible feeling in my gut."

Sobered by my words, Fetch looked back at me with the same level of concern. "You think that we should go in or somethin'?"

Shaking my head, I attempted to wrap my brain around for ideas. "I don't know but-"

Just then an ear piercing scream cut through the deceptively peaceful night air. Not a word was spoken before Fetch and I took off across the rooftop, only one thing on either of our minds.

'Isabella'

Bella's P.O.V.

I couldn't do anything to restrain my scream as my attacker bit down harshly on the skin of my neck, his hands tearing my jacket off of me with frightening speed in the process. I could feel the warm blood begin to pour down my neck.

'This can't be happening! This-This isn't right!' Utter fear surged through me as the man continued to roughly grope my body. It wasn't until I felt an unwanted hand beginning to slither up my thigh that my instincts finally kicked in.

Looking around, I searched my surroundings for anything that could be of use before my eyes fell to my leather-cuffed wrist.

'The blast shards.' Making a quick mental note to beat myself later for having forgotten about the bracelet, I gave the man a dark smirk as the shards' energy was slowly absorbed into my skin. Too distracted by my unsuspected grin, the man remained oblivious to my plan.

"I wouldn't be smiling if I were you." His voice held a low tone in an attempt to show his dominance. "When I'm done with you, you'll be begging for me to kill you!"

Ignoring his threat, my grin grew into a bone chilling smirk. "Funny. I was about to say the same thing to you." Mustering up as much force as I could, I kicked the man in the gut, effectively sending him flying off of me. Scrambling to his feet, the man glared at me with rage filled eyes.

"You fucking bitch!" He screamed before charging at me full force. Luckily, I was able to dodge his attack by transforming into fog. Taking advantage of his confused state, I reappeared behind him and made a diagonal cut upwards. Below his feet a square block of ice shot out, causing him to go flying through the air.

The man groaned as his body made contact with the pavement. Eyeing my approaching form, he rolled over so that a blanket of concrete surrounded his body.

"Shit." It wasn't long before meteor-like rocks came hurling in my direction.

'Asshole's punching the rocks right out of his own fortress at me.' Ducking just in time for a concrete missile to zoom above my head, I unwillingly gave my enemy the opportunity to dig his way behind me before punching my back with a rock-encased fist.

The surge of pain was enough to bring me to my knees. A cry of pain escaped me as the man made his way to stand before me. "Such an unfortunate position to land in, Isabella." My name slipped off of his tongue like venom. "You should be more careful or else you might give others some....ideas."

"You sick bastard." I spat out, causing the man to frown. With a swift kick in the face, he sent me stumbling backwards. Still, I refused to stay down. "Coward." I hissed as I stood up, only to be sent falling to the ground as a brick of concrete was tossed at my side. Once more I stood up and again I was attacked after releasing an insult.

"I SAID TO SHUT UP!" Just as another wave of concrete was directed at me, I raised up both hands and created a coat of ice around the manmade bits of rock. With the flick of my wrist, (quiet literally), the attack was instantly redirected towards the man who, in his shock, released any control he had on the objects. While the man was being bombarded with the "missiles", a deadly ice shard began to form in my hand as I approached him.

A cloud of dust surrounded the area after my firing ceased. Like a trapped animal, the man glanced frantically in every possible direction. Though he could not see me, the sudden ice binding his limbs to the ground was enough to alert him of my presence. Finally, the dust cleared so that the man could see me standing next to him.

"For years, Augustine tested on me." My eyes held no signs of mercy as I spoke. "For years, the D.U.P. have tortured me. You call us monsters but you inject yourselves with the very thing you claim to hate. You receive these powers just so that you can use them to hunt us down! You kill and destroy while we hide just to survive. Well, I'm through hiding! I will never, ever take beatings from people like you ever again!" Raising my makeshift dagger over his chest, I looked down into the cowardly man's eyes.

"Sorry about your job." I said almost sadistically before plunging my hand downwards.

"BELLA!"

'That voice.' Just before the dagger could hit its mark, I paused. 'I know that voice.'

Looking up, I could see two figures leaping off of a nearby building.

"D-Delsin?!" In disbelief I watched as two of my fellow conduits skidded to a halt in front of me.

"Man....Isabella, what did you do?" Fetch breathed out. Confused, I looked around me. What was once an ordinary street had now been torn to shreds. Shards of rock and ice shot out in every direction while rubble littered the ground. A pained moan caught my attention and I looked down, seeing the severely injured man who I had been fighting. The man I was about to kill.

Realizing what I had done I scrambled backwards, the dagger of ice crashing to the ground in the process. Both hands flew to my head and my breathing became sporadic.

Meanwhile, Delsin eyed me worriedly. Eugene and he might not be doctors, but he could tell when somebody was going into shock. Cautiously taking a step closer, Delsin reached for me.

"Bella-"

"No!" I practically screamed backing away. "D-don't to-touch me!" Hot tears slid down my dirt covered cheeks.

'What did I do? What....what was I about to do?!'

Lifting my eyes back up, I attempted to stutter out an apology. "D-delsin...I'm....I'm sorry!" Without another word I took off, afraid to face what could only be fear in the eyes of my friends.