(>_< *gag*)

Sebastian stopped right in front of the two, slightly closer to Kry, and bent forward to stare at Kry.
"You've always seemed to be angry about something... would you mind putting that anger to use, in the form of helping our little coup de etat?

Ivan chuckled next to Kry, staring at Sebastion from the corner of his eyes. His breath hitched slightly as the gravel finally came loose, pinched between his fingers. With almost expert aim, he flicked the bloody little thing, the loose rock soaring before bouncing off Sebastion's temple, leaving a little red splatter. How disappointing. He was aiming for the eye.

The flesh around Sebastian's temple suddenly cracked, sending spiderweb fractures outward from the impact. Sebastian laughed behind Ivan a knife cetimeters from the bare skin of his throat. Sebastian bent down and whispered in Ivan's ear.
"You really think I wouldn't have deflected something like that. You'd do well to remember your place, for you weren't expressly asked for, I invited you only as a courtesy for Kry."

Christian looked at the human sized puppet of Sebastian with open interest. His brother seemed to keep surprising him like this. Christian looked back at Ivan, his eyes flashing coldly. The look conveyed a single message perfectly clear. While Ivan's power may be all around, linked in the air, he was still in Christian's domain. For no place on earth was inaccessible to him.

Ivan blinked, lowering his chin to the knife only slightlyt. "Oh, come now, comrade," he said, chuckling lightly, leaning his head back, grinning wide. "No room for jokes, huh? Fine. No jokes." He licked his lips, eyes darkening slightly. "Did you know, comrade, that if you accelerate air particles in the air to a high enough speed, it begins to burn?" And with that, the air began to grow warmer around both their heads, that childish, playful grin still on teh Russian's face. He obvioulsy either didn't catch Christian's glare, or didn't care for the consequences.

Purple eyes narrowed to a glare, his gaze dancing between the brothers. Lips parted slightly, his body tense. His movements were fluid and quick, even though he didn't do much, his fingers slipped between the knife and Ivan's neck. His hand closing tightly around the blade. Kry had actually been thinking of joining their little rebellion, but now...Now they had lost the chance to recruit him. "No." The simple word was spoken sharply. Harsh and full of ice. His eyes showed only malice, directed mainly at the one that held the knife. He grit his teeth as he tightened his grip on the knife blade and jerked it back, as he pulled it, he stood. Jerking the knife to the side and away from Ivan with enough force to hopefully pull it from the other's grip..If not, the boy would find himself yanked over the bench and probably sprawled in Ivan's lap. Kry was almost growling, blood dripped from his hand, but he kept his grip on the knife.

Christian's face suddenly broke, going from calm and cold to a completely insane grin. Vines shot out of the ground, pinning Ivan's arms and legs. One vine in particular slithered up his leg and right into the open cut. It traveled a good distance into his leg, the bulge under Ivan's skin clearly visible. Christian's grin grew wider, his eyes dancing with a frightening light.
"These are a very special plant. Nearly extinct, they are only found in a remote Mayan temple. That's actually lucky because they have this pesky habit of trapping and eating humans by slowly dissolving their flesh."

Azriel spoke from the shadows, his words somehow ringing over the humming in the air.
"That only works of there are air particles."
A tentacle of darkness whipped out of the shadows and pierced the air above the three.
"You'd better grab something."
The tentacle retracted back but left a gaping black hole in the air. the hole suddenly began to draw in everything around it, garbage, leaves, and the air itself. Azriel smiled,
"I see you can control only a certain amount of air. But it takes very little for me to open one of those holes. Don't try it again."
Azriel retracted his powers and stepped into the light. He walked over to Kry and crossed his arms.
"The offer stands. We start with this school and then move against the government itself. Considering your background I believe this will be to your benefit."

He cringed only slightly when the plant slithered into Ivan's leg. He had let go of the knife and dropped to his knees, wrapping both hands around part of the vine. "No!" ..was that fear in Kry's voice? Fear for Ivan. He bit his bottom lip hard, the air around him crackled....then fizzled before it could even start when the black hole was opened. His grip around the vine tightened, but he didn't pull at it, he didn't want to worsen Ivan's situation. Once the black hole was gone, the air began to crackle again and grow warm...A fire didn't erupt though. No. They had the advantage over him...damn emotions. There was the promise of a painful murder shinning in his purple eyes as he looked to plant boy and then the black hole guy, but that look slowly faded just as the air slowly fizzled without even starting again. "...Stop....stop threatening, Ivan...don't hurt him at all..." He let go of the vine and stood. His body slacking a bit, his shoulders slumped just slightly and he reached up to rub gently at his already bruised one, but there was still fire in his eyes. "Ivan belongs to me...No one is allowed to touch him but me....These are my stipulations, if you agree then I will comply, I will help you."

Ivan just blinked. Ironically, there was no pain in his leg. Not like one would expect if a plant had suddenly invaded your skin, but still, not the point. The only pain he actually felt was a dull throb that caused him to look down at the plant with curiosity, tilting his head. He barely even noticed as the wind picked up, sucking almost everything into what appeared to be a black hole. He just watched the plant with detached interest, blinking. A smile made it's way onto his lips as he inspected the probing bulge, chuckling slightly at the intrusive feeling. This was rather interesting. He jerked almost involuntarily as his ears began to work again, causing his eyes to widen. He turned his head up to look at Kry, watching that almost defeated slope in his shoulders. This caused his chuckle to vanish and a rage to burn. How dare they....how dare they make his beautiful butterfly look like that! How dare they make him feel like that!

Sebastian sighed.
"Fine. I will not touch him, but I cannot account for my brother's actions. Should he threaten me in any way, even in an insignificant way, Christian will most likely kill him. As you can see, he's a little... off. It's been like that since we were kids."
Sebastian brought his hand to his face.
"Oh god I still remember the picture of that bully they found behind the dumpster at school..."

Azriel tilted his head to the side.
"How very... interesting. Your terms are accepted. He will not be touched, but this does not give him licence to act how he has been. Even as a joke, flicking a pebble or some such is a direct threat and provocation."
Azriel looked directly into Ivan's eyes. Azriel's eyes were completely devoid of color, they were eternally black and seemed to be infinitely deep.

His body tensed suddenly, his back going rigid and murder flashed in his eyes again, he moved to block Azriel's gaze from Ivan's. Purple eyes blazed with fire and murder. "......" One day...these boys would die by his hands or his fire. They had threatened, they had harmed his friend..his only friend. They would pay for it with their lives...but..not now. The time wasn't right for such things now. He watched them, carefully. Remaining between the boy's and Ivan.

Ivan just glared back for a moment, blinking as Kry moved between them. His smile rose again and he tilted his head back, eyeing the sky. He chuckled lowly for a moment, jerking and ceasing the sound. Wait...it had echoed...it was slight....but it was there, bouncing into his ears. He blinked around at teh little group for a moment, wondering if any had heard it. By the fact they were still going about what they were, none of them had. He wondered for a vague moment what that was and if he had even done it...

(And this is where Ivan discovers his ability to manipulate soundwaves. ....*shot*....that was comepletely uncalled for.)

Christian waggled his finger and said in a sing-song voice.
"I wouldn't do that! He's a teacher, and my little pretty is still deep inside your friend."
The vine began to pulse as it slowly drained the blood from Ivan's body. Strange orange flowers began to bloom along the length of the vine. The yellow stalks holding pollen vibrated strangely and the plant seemed to echo Christian's statement.
"Deeeep inssssidddde."

For the first time since the unwanted, though interesting intrusion, Ivan cringed in pain, eyes widening. The thing was wiggling faster now, harder. He felt the muscle of his legs trembling and twitching at the touch, causing his teeth to clench painfully. His body slumped forward slightly, forehead resting against his leg. This shocked him. Despite his obvioulsy bound arms, he wasn't bound to teh actual bench. How interesting.

His body jerked, the movement was slight, subtle but still there. Purple eyes went wide for a moment, he turned slightly. Wide eyes slowly narrowing at the vine. He couldn't burn it...green plants didn't burn..and even if it did the risk of burning Ivan was to great. He turned back to the boys..If he went against them..if he attacked..there was no telling what might happen to Ivan. There were no more options. Nothing was left to him...except. Kry dropped to his knees, shoulder's slumped and head bowed slightly. ".......Please.....stop." Anger burned deep inside of him, it gnawed at his very being. His fingers twitched and his eyes flashed dangerously a few times, but he did not raise his hand against them. He knew when he was trapped.

Sebastian's eyes widened.
"Stop it! Brother you're going too far."

Christian looked at his brother and grinned.
"One can never go too far."
Christian made a series of odd hand motions and suddenly they were ringed by an impenetrable briar of roses. These were plump green plants and would smother any flame that tried to touch them. Christian bid the Mayan vine to recede. He smiled gleefully as Ivan cringed when the plant extricated itself. Christian laughed insanely, which turned to a fit of creepy giggles. He turned to kry and pointed.
"I think this one needs a lesson on how to respect his elders."

(Their father beat them as children and Christian got the brunt of it so he could protect Sebastian. This constant physical and mental torture caused him to go almost completely insane. He hides it well, but it shows any time someone does something to his brother.)