Ugh finally done with this. Posting regularly has been so difficult! I will really try hard to have this storyline finished before January. ugh!
Scythes member yanks Mark's head out of a frigid tank of water he's been dunking him in. In the distance, behind them, Butterfly looks on, bound.
Scythe: Had enough? Need a chance to breathe?
Scythe: Let's see you trigger your powers, derefter.
Mark: I don't have any, du idiot.
Scythe: I guessed as much. But hey, let's keep going, maybe I'll hold you under so long you'll grow gills.
Mark: Better close your eyes. Wouldn't want glass in them.
Panel 2: Butterfly closes her eyes as blood spatters on her tank and the Scythe groans.
Mark: Wasn't talking to you.
Panel 3: Mark jerks his head backwards, knocking in the Scythe's nose. His bound hands grab at the gun on the Scythe's belt, firing it into the control panel on Butterfly's tank. When the control panel explodes, the tank breaks.
Sommerfugl: Thank-you, Mark. Are you alright?
Panel 5: Fermi's tank looms over Mark and Butterfly as they pass. She's horribly disfigured and transformed from the Scythes' torture, more of a bug now than a Bug-Woman.
Butterfly looks up at the Bug Woman with sympathy.
Mark: Don't even think about it.
Sommerfugl: She looks so sad...
Panel 6: Fermi's tank is open--Butterfly has let her out. She looms, her many claws reaching for Butterfly, as Butterfly reasons with her.
Mark: I said, don't. *Sigh*
Sommerfugl: Se, I'm really sorry about what happened to you, Fermi. What Jun and the Scythes did to you was wrong. Can we help you escape?
Fermi: You can help me by dying!
Panel 7: Before Fermi can attack, Butterfly jumps and wraps her in a chokehold.
Sommerfugl: Do you know how often I hear that line? I don't have time to die right now!
Panel 8: Butterfly pounds Fermi into the ground, not even giving her a chance to use her powers.
Sommerfugl: Either you let us help you, or you stay here with the Scythes. No more fighting!