Trigger Effect

Great

I was captured, and now I was being, literally, dragged, by two guys. One had dark, longish hair, and the other had shortish, bushy hair.

"Who are you?" I asked. They didn't answer.

"Fine! Where are you taking me?" Still, no answer, but they tightened their grip on my wrist.

You're probably wondering why I don't just use my powers.

Well, you see, I'm not that much of an impulsive person. So, when I need to react, It's never when the time is right. My leg could be sawed in half, and I wouldn't do anything until it's almost completely off.

So, that's why I'm in this little predicament.

Little being the operative word.

I began to struggle. Yeah, now my reactiveness kicks in! Where was it, about half a mile ago? Not helping me, that's for sure!

"STOP TRYING TO MAKE THIS DIFFICULT!" The dark-haired one, yelled.

"TELL ME WHERE YOU'RE TAKING ME, AND MAYBE I'LL THINK ABOUT IT!" I yelled back.

That earned me a slap by the bushy-haired one.

"MOTHER-"

"SAY ONE MORE WORD, AND I SWEAR, I'LL RIP OUT YOUR FUCKING LARYNX!"

Yeah, that shut me up!

They kept dragging me, until we reached a mansion-like building.

The Dandies hideout.

Exactly where I needed to be.

They dragged me through their hide out, until we reached a door.

The one with dark hair, used his free hand to open the door.

"Sir, we have her," he said.

"Thank you," said a disembodied voice.

The two Dandies tossed me, carelessly, to the floor.

Yeah, nice way to treat your guest!

I heard movement from infront of me, and soon a body appeared.

"Beckett."

"Yes. Strange how things work out, isn't it?"

"Tell me about it! Did you miss me?"

"Not exactly?"

"Aww, why not?" He ignored my question.

"Why are you here?"

"Your goons captured me. Honestly, Bilvy, I thought you were smarter than that!" I smirked.

"You know what I mean?"

"Fine, party pooper! I'm here because, me thinks there's a trouble a brewing!"

He gave me a strange look.

"If I were plaining something, what makes you think I'd tell you about it?"

"Hm, good point. I'll go, now."

I turned to the door, but my exit was blocked by the other two Dandies.

Then, I realized who they were.

"Aww, come on! Mike, Butcher, can you please move, so I can leave?"

They didn't budge.

"You think you're leaving me, again?"

"Well, I didn't exactly plan on staying. Sorry, Bilvy, but I don't want to impose on this wonderful reunion." I turned to face him, with a sarcastic smile I turned back to Mike and The Butcher.

"Now, will you please move?" They still denied me.

"Aww, come on! I said please!"

Nothing. I only earned a chuckle from William.

"Oh, shut it, Mr. Chuckles! Ugh, I didn't want to have to resort to this, but since you won't move..." I trailed off, moving closer to them.

Once I reached them, I took my hands, put one on Mike's head, and the other on Butcher's, colliding them together.

As they feel to the ground, I reached for the doorknob, wrenched it open, and bolted down the long hallway, trying to dematerialize.

But nothing happened

Instead, I collasped to the ground, feeling weak.

Then, everything went black.