Extraordinary

                                    

                                          
"Can you still pull a trigger?" Braeden asked him, and the both of us looked around for my aunt or the berserkers.
                          
"Yeah." He breathed out.
                          
"All right." Braeden took out a gun and handed it to him. "Stay with me. You're gonna be okay."
                          
"It's a mortal wound." He said. "And right now, I'm feeling pretty mortal."
                          
She sighed. "I'm not gonna let you die." We looked up when we growling in the distance, and I hold onto my bow tighter.
                          
"Eh, you might just have to concentrate on saving yourselves." He told us, and we both stood up. Braeden grabbed her rifle, holding it close to her, and I pulled an arrow back in my bow as we kept our backs against the concrete wall of a building, and she kept looking back, and right when she cocked her gun, I knew that a fight was about to break out.
                          
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Braeden pulled the trigger shot and after shot, and I kept shooting my arrows, but my aunt either broke them, pulled them out, or they missed.
                          
Suddenly Braeden ran out and pulled out two more guns, and I was amazed by her. She's good.
                          
My bow was knocked out of my hands and that stupid Berserker pinned Braeden and me to the wall by our necks with a snarl, lifting us off our feet.
                          
"How much did they pay you?" Aunt Kate asked her, referring to how the Calaveras paid her to catch my aunt.
                          
"Way more than you're worth." She said, and I would've laughed, but I had a hand around my neck, so I wasn't really feeling that humorous at the moment.
                          
I let out a breath of relief when cars began to roll up, and hunters began to get out with guns. But not just any hunters. The Calaveras.
                          
The Berserker dropped us, and we both tried to stay out of the way of the bullets that were being shot at them repeatedly, and they ran off with hunters chasing after them.
                          
I help Braeden to her feet, and that's when I see my dad with Deputy Parrish.
                          
"Dad!" I shouted, running over to him, and he wrapped his arms around me.
                          
"Casey. Are you okay? Where are your friends?" He asked me.
                          
"I'm fine, and they're in the church. But Dad, it's Derek, he's not healing." I tell him, and he nodded at me.
                          
"Okay, sweetie, ditch the weapons. You don't need them to fight this battle when you're stronger without them." He told me, telling me to use my powers.
                          
"But-"
                          
"You're fine. You can do this. I know you can, okay?" He said, and I nodded.
                          
"Okay," I pull away from him, and I see Araya with a gun in her hand.
                          
"Araya," I said when she approached me.
                          
"Casey Argent. Chris's youngest." She said. "You better be as extraordinary as your father says."
                          
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"Watch out!" I shouted at my dad and the Calaveras. I fight my eyes burning a bright silver as balls of fire emerged in my hands, and I glared at the Berserker, putting my hands out, and a stream of fire hit it, setting it alight, and it growled at me, but I kept going until the flames fully engulfed it.
                          
I finally stop, breathing heavily, as I watched it being burned alive, but even I knew that it was far from human.
                          
"Derek!" I shout when I see Braeden crying over him, and I run over.
                          
"No. No, no, no!" I shouted, falling to my knees, and I saw his eyes were closed.
                          
"Derek? Derek! Derek, wake up! Wake up, please!" I shook Derek's dead body. "I already lost Allison. I can't lose you too! Please!" I felt tears start to run down my face as Braeden and I both mourned for him, and she got up, grabbing a gun and running back out into the fight before I could stop her.