Frynn's eyebrows furrowed slightly, a worried expression shadowing her face. She waited for a while, her eyes glowing red hot every once in a while as she glanced around, checking their surroundings, but there was no one. Adrien's voice directed her thoughts back, and her eyes dulled to their normal, sharp, navy blue, focusing on him. She didn't answer, instead bringing her orbs to the barn, observing it silently. A second later Adrien and his horse were moving towards it, which Frynn honestly didn't entirely approve of, as she was always cautious. She hesitated before having Katana move forward. "I don't think there's anyone in there..." she murmured quietly, glancing away as her eyes glowed again for a split second. She didn't see any light sources, but she could be wrong... humans had managed to hide from her vision before. She pulled a ponytail out of her pocket and gathered up her long, wavy black hair, tying it back so she could see everything. With her hair down, as it normally was, she looked rather meek and mild in a pretty, sensitive way. When her hair was tied up, however, it outlined her sharp jaw and made her steely eyes pop- she looked like someone who wasn't scared of anything. Which wasn't true, but Frynn was a good actor.

Adrien and Phantom were already nearing the barn. Phantom had her ears pricked, waiting for something to jump her it seemed. Adrien dismounted cautiously, shoving open the barn door, the scent made him turn around and pitch to the side, gagging. Phantom reared and pinned her ears when she landed as well. Adrien gulped and covered his nose and mouth with a hand, stepping inside cautiously. He saw multiple stalls and feed rooms. Everything looked... practically abandoned though... he walked over to a stall and peeked inside, a rotting carcas of what looked to be a horse was inside. His eyes widened and all tur blood from his face drained, and- he might puke.

"Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope."

He repeated, walking out quickly and over to Phantom, burying his face in her neck. She wrapped her head around him.

-whats wrong?-

She asked him. Adrien hoped Frynn hadn't gone inside.

"Horses... dead... horses..."

He murmured into her coat, holding back the bile that rose in his throat. He took a deep breath and wrapped his arms around Phantom before looking at Frynn and Katana.

"I... suggest you don't go in..."

He murmured. Lifting himself up onto Phantoms back shakily. He tried to steady himself. It was fine- well- maybe not. His stomach churned and his hands shook slightly. He figured the horses were the smell. Maybe he could report it to the manager at their barn when they got back? And report the stalker... God. This was not how he thought this would go.

Frynn had dismounted as well, her hand on Katana's neck for a second before she silently crept forward. The smell smacked her in the face, causing her to gag and cover her mouth with her arm, disgusted. Even though she wasn't in at this time, right before Adrien bolted her eyes caught, through the stall bars, the rotten form laying in the hay. Horror flared in her eyes as she stumbled backwards, running into Katana in her frantic attempt to get away. The mare lifted her head with pinned ears. +Why would anyone leave them there!?+ she whinnied angrily, stomping a hoof. Frynn eyes slowly started to shimmer with tears. How could anyone do this? Trembling like a leaf, she turned away and headed into the woods. Once she felt she was far enough away, she sank to the ground, her arms wrapped around her knees, gentle sobs racking her body. Why was her life like this? The one chance she had at a real friend, and two people tried to kill both of them, they got all but lost in the woods, and they saw the most horrifying sight in her lifetime. She let her head sad to her knees, feeling wet tears leaking out of her tears and down her face and jeans, leaving a darker line. This was horrible. She was like a bad omen. Everything she went near burned. She hated this all. It was too hard. She heard Katana's hoofbeats approaching, then stopping a little ways away. The mare didn't make a sound.

Adrien stayed on Phantoms back, his hands shaking so bad he could barely hold on to Phantoms mane without pulling. He let go, wrapping his arms around him, he looked at Frynn. She looked bad... he took a breath, he had to suck it up. He could cry about it later. Darn his dad was right... not the time. Not at all the time. Phantom walked herself and Adrien over to Frynn and Katana. Adrien watched Frynn and gulped.

"We... need to get back... sitting out here will do us nothi-" He began, before he picked up on something. His head snapped back to the barn and he blinked, his left eye darkening to black again. The sounds of everything flood hid mind, but he tried to focus it on the barn. He heard something... he blinked again and his eye returned normal. Adrien dismounted Phantom.

"Stay here."

He said firmly before taking a shaky breath and running back into the barn, nose covered by his hand and eyes avoiding the stalls. He looked around, eyes flittering over everything. It was to dark. He gulped and blinked, both his eyes darkened and the shadows seemed to make themselves known, whispering was coming from all around him, but one whisper stood out.

'Help me.'

He began looking around again, walking further inside, nose still covered and eyes avoiding the stalls. Though he could hear the whispers of how they died. He stumbled past a stall and looked into it, bracing himself for a corpse. Which he did see, making bile rise in his throat as his stomach lurched. But he also saw a live foal lying next to the corpse. Oh God... he stepped in, the smell overwhelming him. The smell plus the sight, plus the whispers of everything overwhelmed him. He could barely function. He grabbed the loose halter of the foal and yanked the foal up onto its feet. He could barely process anything as he walked the foal out of there. As they got out the foal collapsed and do did Adrien. He pitched to the side and threw up, before covering his mouth and clamping his eyes shut. The images of the bodies flashed in his mind and he couldn't turn off the ability. He sat on the ground, labored breathing, pale face, hands covering his ears, eyes closed, and shaking like a leaf in the wind. Phantom looked shocked and at this.

(Never apologize for writing a lot! I just may not be able to match it LOL)

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Frynn let her tears leak out for a little longer, but even she knew crying wouldn't help anything. She huddled there for a second, then shakily pushed herself to her feet, walking back to the barn... to see Adrien on the ground, shaking about as much as she was, and a weak looking foal laying beside him. Not dead. Alive. Her breath caught in her throat as she rushed forward. "Adrien- are you okay? What is this? Where did you find it?" She asked quietly but quickly, her voice quivering, as she was still shaken up. She knelt beside the foal. Its breathing wad labored and eyes were closed. Heartbeat faint. However, it was alive. Reaching her hand to the foal, she closed her eyes, pressing her lips together. Slowly, it started to revive, and slowly, her face grew more pale and darkened. She looked exhausted, but the foal had a stronger heartbeat now, and it had its eyes open. It made a slight struggle to get up, but Frynn held it down with the strength she could muster. It should lay still for a couple seconds.

Adrien could barely move, let alone register anything. He didn't have the energy to do much. Actually. He may pass out. But, like his dad used to tell him, men weren't weak. So he pushed to his feet despite himself and wrapped a hand around his stomach, he blinked desperately and his power finally went quiet. He sighed in slight relief as Phantom walks over to him and wraps her head around him, steadying him best she could. Adrien knew he'd probably be dead by twenty, he snapped and a lead rope appeared, he slowly, and shakily walked over to the foal, clipping the lead rope to its small collar. He then looked at Frynn and pulled her up, carrying her on his back and holding the foals lead rope. He was shaking still, but who the hell cared... well... maybe someone else did, but he didn't. So he carried Frynn over to Katana and lifted her onto her back, walking very slowly back over to the foal and letting it get up, grabbing its lead rope and leading it weakly over to Phantom. He looked at Phantoms back and just stared at it. Oh hell. How was he supposed to get himself up there...?

Frynn was so exhausted she never wanted to move again. Reviving the foal, even if just slightly, was draining, as it used her own energy. She rocked back on the ground slightly, only kept up by Katana pushing her back with their head. Her vision slowly started to go black, until she could only see a funnel of color. Her ears ringing, she barely heard anything, but she felt herself being lifted up. Frynn just about went limp, too weak at the moment to protest or move. She didn't want to hurt Adrien- she could feel his shaking, and she knew he was pretty traumatized and exhausted as well. The ringing of the voices must be horrible. Before she could muster up the energy to speak, she felt herself lifted up onto a warm, horse back- Katana. As she lay there, waiting, her vision slowly returned. Enough that she could see Adrien near Phantom. "I'm so sorry for causing all this..." she mumbled, just loud enough for him to hear. Frynn balled her hands into fists and concentrated, using Telekenesis to barely manage to lift Adrien up onto Phantom's back. Afterward she was even more tired, and dizzy. "You .. shouldn't have tried to help me... I'm not worth it ... take care of the foal..." she muttered before blacking out, going limp.

Adrien groaned as he just about collapsed as well...

"More work for me..."

He murmured, he was still holding the foal as he looked at Katana.

"Can... you get her back?"

He asked weakly, hoping the mare heard him. She nodded and began walking slowly, Phantom began following her as Adrien made sure to stay conscious. Which was hella challenging. He looked bad... really bad... but still, made sure the others were safe. He got them all to the barn, took Frynn off Katana's back. Then put the dogs-... dogs? Horses. Up, along with giving the foal a newly set up stall, that he had to set up. While shaking like a leaf and having his vision blink in and out. He then picked up Frynn, falling over and scraping his knees on the concrete. He was so tired... but he had to get Frynn back... he pushed to his feet and picked up Frynn again, limping to her cabin. He opened it and set her down on the bed, he tried to move away and go back to the door to close it, but his legs wobbled dangerously. He used the last of his remaining energy to slam the door shut and lock it before he fell to the ground, blacking out himself.

The next hour was a blur of commotion that Frynn did not watch, as she was half dead through all of it. She did not do so much as twitch an eyelid the whole time. Everything was just pain, death, the smell of suffering. The screams of dying horses echoed in her ears, haunting her nightmares. Fire. Smoke. Pain. Screams. Terror. Suddenly she woke up with a gasp, finding herself in her own bed. Confusion set in at first, but when she saw Adrien sprawled on the floor, unconscious, she quickly changed over into worry and fear that he wasn't okay. She lurched out of bed, which was a mistake as everything tilted and dizziness overcame her. Stumbling forward, she caught herself on a wall, barely managing to stay upright. After a couple minutes she sucked in a breath and started forward again, near Adrien. Since she was, admittedly, feeling better, she used Telekenesis- again- to lift Adrien onto the couch. She then grabbed some supplies and started gingerly cleaning the small scrapes and wounds he had acquired. Glancing around, she gently touched his forehead, closing her eyes for a second and expelling some of her energy into him. Although a little more tired, she was still fine, so she left to go take a shower, feeling dirty and self conscious about her unruly hair and mud streaked face. Closing the bathroom door, she stripped and stepped into the hot stream of water. Only a couple minutes later did she get out, not wanting to take too long. Getting dressed in the darkest clothes she could find, some black jeans, a black tank top, and a navy blue flannel shirt, she combed through her wavy hair before going back to the main room to check on Adrien.