Antonis was literally in the mercy of Voltrick as he felt every hit against his face and in his chest. His chin was soaked in blood and felt the still healing wounds from his chest reopened by each thrust of Voltrick's fists. Barely able to stand, Voltrick was sure to keep his target standing, every hit harder than the last. Disorientated, Antonis could barely comprehend which direction he faced. He was even amazed that he was still conscious.

Each thud becoming louder in Aidan's ears, he quickly made his way down the hall until he stopped dead in his tracks at the sight he saw before him. The blood smeared floor and walls in the opening rekindled terrible memories before his eyes dared to look and see Voltrick attacking Antonis. The flesh hanging from Antonis' chest and Voltrick's onslaught of attacks caused Aidan's features to become horrified. No...this couldn't be happening!

Aidan ran until he was against Voltrick, grabbing the huge arm in his feeble looking arms before the fist Voltrick readied could hit Antonis again.

"Please! Voltrick, NO!" Aidan cried out, clutching into the tiger's arm as tightly as he could. He caught a glimpse of Antonis, his eyes closed and...and...

"Stop!!"

Voltrick couldn't stop. He had to keep going. Every hit made him more dependant upon the rage that drove him. Nothing would satisfy him, only the next brutal hit against Antonis. But it wasn't enough, he had to keep keep hitting him and hitting him. Antonis started all of this, HE was the one who made everyone hate and despise him. It was him!

Everything else was drowned out. Voices, people around him. The only thing that mattered was right here infront of him. He had to destroy it until it didn't exist anymore. He had to get rid of his pain, his sorrow.. Antonis was the source for all of it!

More muffled voices were heard.. annoyances, they tried to stop him. But he cant stop, he had to get rid of Antonis! Something pulled on his arm.. something else to stop him. He couldn't allow it. It wouldn't budge! So Voltrick threw the arm back as hard as he could to hit, whatever it was, away from him.

Voltrick's hand was thrown back as hard as he could. It hit something hard, a person. They let go, but they were still there. In his rage, Voltrick turned and used the opposite fist to punch whoever tried stopping him. His closed fist made a successful impact, but Voltrick had to turn to be able to make a successful hit. He had to see where his fist was going.

Aidan's face was only seen in a moment before it was gone in the same moment as he was knocked back harshly onto the ground. Voltrick's rage, in nearly an instant, left him. His heart jumped a beat as fear coursed through him like a thick poison running through his veins.

Voltrick stepped back as fast as he could; Antonis falling to the ground helplessly as he did. His gaze never leaving the sight of Aidan; widened and disbelieving. He hit Aidan... Voltrick hurt Aidan..

Antonis fell on the floor, his bloodied face pressing against the ground in cold comfort to the end of the beating. Something intervened or else Voltrick wouldn't have stopped. Weakly, Antonis barely managed opening his eye to look before him, past Voltrick's feet to see a body on the floor. His bruised eye widened slightly, lips parting somewhat as the body was seen lying on it's side. Antonis looked further to the body's face to find Aidan's eyes closed, brows strained painfully.

Aidan. Voltrick attacked Aidan!

Desperately, Antonis strained to take hold of the back of Voltrick's boot, gripping it as tightly as he could as a look seeping with hatred glared up at the monster.

How could Voltrick lose himself so much? How could he be so blinded by rage that anyone around him had to be punished?

All feeling left Voltrick's face as he saw Aidan's motionless body on the ground. Fear was all that he felt, the rage he had depended so much upon just seconds before was gone in an instant. Voltrick hurt Aidan! Voltrick swore to him that he wouldn't hurt him.. He had to get away, he had to leave the sight of Aidan on the ground and away from everyone else! He had to stop himself from hurting anyone else.

"No no no NOO!" Voltrick shouted as he attempted to step back quickly. But something grabbed his foot that nearly caused him to trip over himself. Voltrick panicked and tried to pull his leg back harder. This action caused him to lose balance and fall on his backside.

"Let me go! Geeaahh!" Voltrick shouted as he pulled more aggressively. "I'll hurt him again if I stay, Let me go!" At this point, Voltrick started kicking.

Gordan was still at the end of the hall, watching everything happen all at once. He wanted to run over and help Aidan and Antonis, but Voltrick was still over there. Voltrick could snap again and start attacking Antonis again! There was some noises behind Gordan, footsteps or russling. They were minor, and they weren't nearly as big of a problem as what was infront of himself. And all he could do was stand there and HOPE nothing else happens!

The heel of Voltrick's boot struck Antonis' head, causing his grip to fail him from it's hold on Voltrick's other boot.

Forced to take a moment to clear his throbbing head, orange eyes glared upwards to see Voltrick beginning to get up off the ground. That wretched beast! He shouldn't get away after what he's done!

Aidan groaned, grabbing his face as he came to. The punch he received was unlike any he's had the pleasure of having, still feeling the painful feel in his cheekbone. It felt as if Voltrick's fist would have shattered his skull as though it were nothing. Raising himself a bit from the floor, Aidan looked upwards towards Voltrick, becoming aware of his surroundings again.

Voltrick quickly pulled himself back and came to his feet. His breaths were panted and heavy and his eyes were still widened in fear. Antonis and anyone else in the room were completely ignored. It was only him.. and Aidan on the floor. Voltrick was the one who hurt him. He lost control of his own rage and because of it Aidan was on the floor.

"I'm sorry.." Voltrick said outloud. But he knew it would mean nothing. Voltrick told Aidan he wouldn't hurt him again and he did. In his rage against Antonis, Aidan had to suffer. Voltrick lied to him. And no one was safe around him.

Heavy, but swift footsteps were quickly heard behind Gordan before Tamil's image burst through the doorway. An aggressive snarl was on his face as he ran straight towards Voltrick; a dagger in his hand and ready to stab it into the creature who attacked Antonis AND Aidan.

Right as Tamil approached, the panther pounced and latched himself onto Voltrick's back; swinging the dagger over his shoulder and stabbing it into Voltrick's chest. Tamil said nothing, but groaned and growled aggressively as he twisted the dagger.

Aidan's eyes widened as Tamil charged Voltrick, seeing the dagger enter mercilessly into his chest. Aidan moved himself until his back was against the wall still in a sitting position. Across from him lay Antonis who was still just barely awake, glancing upwards to see Tamil and Voltrick. The general would have sighed a breath of relief if he weren't fighting to stay conscious. He wanted Voltrick gone...whatever that meant. He didn't want to see that monster here.

Voltrick was first caught off guard as Tamil pounced onto his back. He nearly lost his balance with the weight since Tamil was nearly his own size. But the pain stabbing into his chest quickly made Voltrick yell out. The yell quickly turned into a beastly roar. The rage that had so quickly left him before had returned just as fast. Voltrick quickly began to struggle and twist against Tamil, but the dagger would only dig deeper and twist further into his chest.

Gordan reactively backed into the wall behind himself. He nearly shouted out to Tamil to not KILL Voltrick. But Gordan knew he couldn’t stop him. Voltrick was out of control, he had to be subdued. And this was the only way to stop him. Gordan could only hope that Voltrick doesn’t get killed in the process.

Since Voltrick was distracted, Gordan took his chance to look over towards Antonis and Aidan. Antonis was in bad shape and Aidan was hurt as well. He had to do something. Gordan had to help and now that Voltrick was distracted with Tamil, Gordan had to go to them. Gordan’s teeth grit before he hastily ran along the wall towards the others. Once he was passed Voltrick and Tamil, he quickened his pace until he finally reached Antonis and Aidan.

“Are you alright?!” Gordan yelled to be heard over the roars in the room.

Voltrick continued to struggle and twist aggressively to get Tamil off of his back; his eyes now completely black. Twisting enough to force Tamil to shift forward, Voltrick quickly reached up and grabbed onto Tamil’s hood. Tamil’s pained groans from having claws scratch into his scalp only drove Voltrick to pull the panther harder over his shoulder. Once Tamil was pulled forward enough quickly, Voltrick forced his free hand forward to push against Tamil’s chest and slammed Tamil’s back into the ground.

Tamil groaned painfully after the wooden floor beneath him cracked loudly. He attempted to struggle, but Voltrick still forced his hand against his chest.

Voltrick roared out as the panther hit the ground and almost instantly released Tamil’s hood and raised his hand; his eyes still blackened as the fur around his neck stood on end. The hand then quickly began to crack and transform into three talons; aiming to give Tamil his final blow.

Something in front of him quickly caught Voltrick’s attention and drew his gaze up to the others. Gordan had ran to Antonis and Aidan and knelt beside them. Aidan first caught his attention.

Aidan’s face was at the brink of bruising and became puffed up from Voltrick’s hit. He was awake, but Antonis moved in front of him. Voltrick was the one who hurt him. He lost control of himself and Aidan was hurt because of it.

Voltrick promised Aidan he wouldn’t hurt him again. Aidan was already seriously hurt. And now, after losing control over Antonis, Voltrick hit Aidan as hew as blinded in his own rage.

Voltrick panted heavily as he looked around the room aimlessly before looking down to Tamil. The panther was most likely only trying to protect Antonis and Aidan. And Voltrick was about to lose control again and use it against him. A look of desperation quickly crossed his features as he looked up to Aidan again; his eyes quickly fading back to normal.

Voltrick was the one who hurt Aidan. He promised he wouldn’t hurt him again and Voltrick lost control. Panic flowed through him as he almost instantly released Tamil and quickly backed away from him. He had to get away, he had to get away from everybody. Aidan wasn’t going to be hurt anymore by him!

Voltrick quickly scooted back before raising himself to stand; nearly stumbling back to the ground as he did. Backing away, Voltrick gave Aidan another glance. Antonis laid in front of him, even though he was a bloody pulp. He still lay in front of him to protect him; to protect Aidan after he was hurt by Voltrick. This caused Voltrick to quickly turn and hurry toward the doorway.

Aidan looked at Gordan as though he had just suddenly appeared in front of him. He wouldn't reply to him, instead turn his eyes back towards Voltrick, who was now looking at him as well. His cheek throbbed as though he needed to be reminded of what happened.

The cat began to bite the bottom of his lip, a look of frustration wrinkling his brows. He trusted Voltrick...he wouldn't have had him come with him if he didn't know nothing could be explained. He believed that inside, there was something past that monstrous guise. Aidan glanced back towards Antonis, whose eyes were closed painfully, still awake and enduring incomprehensible pain. Was he wrong?

He heard hastened footwork, turning his eyes up to just barely catch a glimpse of Voltrick's back as he escaped. Aidan had a strange feeling of abandonment.

Antonis snapped his eyes open into a hateful glare to the floor as his face pressed against it. He came too like a slap to the face, panting heavily as cracks were heard within his cheeks, the bones inside mending themselves after Voltrick's consistent beatings there. The slashes to his chest were barely healed, his abilities to mend the wounds taking a much slower pace now with the overall damage done to his body. It would take at least a night.

Tamil took a few hesitant breaths before carefully sitting up; a glared gaze in the direction Voltrick left. There was a sharp pain throughout his mid and upper back where the ground hit, but it wasn't anything serious. He'd feel it later, but it was nothing compared to past injuries. After sitting up, Tamil frustratedly raised a hand to lightly pat the top of his head. There were a couple spots of blood on his hand after he pulled it back down to view it.

A pained scowl was seen on Tamil's face as he lowered his hand to the ground to help push himself up to a stand. A groan sounded as the pain in his back made itself known again, but it was quickly ignored. Tamil's gaze continued its glare toward the doorway until it lowered briefly to the cracked wood flooring. "Hmph.." Tamil muttered lowly before turning back to Antonis and the others.

Gordan's brow lowered, but he gave no retort to the others. If they didn't want his help, that's fine. But he was still there to offer it. A more guilty look crossed his face as he looked down to Antonis; slowly healing after what Voltrick did to it. Gordan was the one responsible for Voltrick's reaction. Why did he have to bring Antonis into his own fight against his father?

Debalora and Brandon soon came down the hallway to see what had happened. They quickly found Antonis and Aidan on the ground, Voltrick nowhere to be seen. Both with Gordan began helping Antonis to a room along with Tamil and Aidan.