The TK was still new to Tina so when Magneta turned the chair back on her Tina was defenseless. Fear wasn't often a strong-enough emotion to turn her diamond in an instant and running wasn't fast enough. All Tina could do was throw her hands in front of her face as a shield.
The chair struck Tina in the chest, hurling her backwards with great force into the sample case. The glass doors and shelves shattered, cutting into Tina's body like daggers and as her body hit the floor, countless samples--specialized power formulas--spilled into her open wounds. It wasn't long, mere seconds really, before a puddle of Tina's blood and mutation chemical soup appeared on the floor.
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
