Claimers: Mine, mine, mine. Take them and they'll blow up in your face.
Title & Lyrics: 'System of A Down' own the song, CUBErt, not me.
Dedications: This goes out to 666-Damien-666. You're my 'rock and roll and cola war'. That line is owned by Billy Joel, not me. It's from 'We Didn't Start The Fire'. I think we did.
 
Humans everywhere, canned,
Clichéd People can not dare,
Die-Die-Die.
 
Jude's POV
 
LaOC XXXV - Clichéd People Can Not Dare
 
Shouting all around.
My eyes open, and chaos greets me.
 
I push myself up.
I hope she did not break my jaw.
Something to my side catches my attention.
 
Elle?
 
I see her lying on the floor.
Discord is struggling with Michelle, but that is not my concern.
My God is.
 
I rush to her side.
 
'Your eminence? Can you hear me?'
 
I brush her hair out of her face, carefully.
 
'I'm--ok, help Michelle.'
 
'I have to get you somewhere safe first.'
 
I go to pick her up but something crashes into me.
 
Discord!
 
Damn you to Hell.
 
And my wish has come true, for I look up into the face of a demon.
Distorted, filled with hatred and anger.
I kick her off me and try and get back to my God, to take her to safety.
 
A pair of hands grab my legs, pulling me down to the ground as I stretch out to Elle.
I am quickly dragged away from her.
 
And it seems my luck left me the same day my happiness did.
 
'Hey, that's my girl you sad excuse for an Angel!'
 
She drags me up, pulling me to her.
I punch her repeatedly in the face, but... nothing, no effect at all!
Her strength is in-human.
She may be an Angel, but this is... unnatural.
 
Her eyes are insane as they stare, unblinking, into my own.
Sweat is dripping off her face and something feels wrong.
So very wrong.
 
It's that same look!
She reminds me of...
 
A punch to my throat sends me across Sam's table and onto the floor.
 
And I can't breath.
 
I can't breath!
 
I stand but I am beginning to panic.
I stumble back into a chair, and I am on the floor once more.
 
I CAN'T BREATH!
 
My hands go to my throat.
She's crushed the bones, I can feel them digging into my skin.
 
I need to focus to heal it.
But I can not still my fear.
I am being consumed by my own nightmare.
 
My hands go to my throat, trying to do something.
But the more I try, the more I panic and the weaker I get.
 
I--can't--breath!
 
The light of the room gets further and further away, until it is almost a pinpoint.
 
 
Slowly, so slowly, that little spot of light fades to black.
 

Elle's POV

 
Don't lie on the floor like a half God!
Stand up and help.
 
With a firm push, I get to my feet.
I have to hold on to the wall for support.
 
I glance round quickly, trying to assess the situation.
 
Michelle has Dizzy on the floor, holding her down as other Angels rush to help her.
I am frozen as I watch her struggling to get up.
 
Then my attention is drawn to... Jude?
I run to her side, and she's blue, staring up at the ceiling.
What's happened to her?
I listen to her thoughts, and they're so weak.
Dizzy crushed her throat?
 
I get to my knees, next to her.
I lay a hand on throat and start to shift her bones away, clearing her airway.
No-one's dying here, no-one!
 
'Jude, you need to relax. Don't fight me. That's it. Relax.'
 
Suddenly, she drags air into her lungs and rolls on her side, coughing.
 
I inhale deeply, to clear the light-headed feeling I have after that healing.
The shouting draws my attention once more.
To my one time love, who is now so lost.
 
She's been brought to her knees.
Gabrielle and David have hold of one arm each, pushing them behind her back.
Kreousa is attempting to take her legs away, so they can get her on her front.
 
I rub Jude's back, trying to calm her down, but my eyes never leave Dizzy.
She's like a wild beast.
A dangerous caged animal trying to break free.
 
I can hear Michelle talking to her, trying to get her to stop struggling.
But it's no use.
I don't think she's in there.
When she looked in my eyes, she was gone.
 
Arminius and Dominic arrive.
 
'Take Jude to the infirmary quickly.'
 
They begin to do as I say.
But as Arminius looks at Jude I... not hear, more feel something from him.
It's not complete, the flash of emotion that hits me, but...
I'm a God of instinct, and I will not ignore it.
 
'Wait. Leave her here. Both of you go and get the restraints.'
 
They leave quickly.
I never get thoughts from Arminius, only flashes of... feelings.
 
'Go, your--eminence.'
 
I stroke Jude's face, and press a finger to her lips.
 
'Don't try to talk. Lie still. Dizzy's under control.'
 
 
With three people holding her down you'd think that'd be the case.
 
 
How wrong I was.