In another tunnel:
A blizzard of snow shoots out of Tennie's hands, heading right for Alex.
Luckily, the biting cold of the winter wind snaps her out of her spiraling. She jumps away just in time, tumbling onto the almost equally cold rock.
Tennie grits her teeth, shooting her hands in front of her once more as another current of icy air begins its way toward the rebel.
Alex stands up, running against the walls of the cavern as she looks around for somewhere to hide.
"Dammit, they really thought this out. There's really nowhere to hide…" Alex's train of thought slowed as an idea popped into her head. "Unless I make one."
Her years of fighting weren't going to fail her now.
Tennie's blizzard stopped for a second as she readjusted her aim.
Whoosh
A current of winter wind started up in front of Alex, making her slide to a stop.
She turned to the wall to her right as she put her plan into action.
Crunch
Alex punched the wall with all her might, crumbling the rock around the epicenter of the strike into rocks, boulders, and pebbles alike.
The rebel grabbed one of the rocks, spinning around to face Tennie.
Like an asteroid, the rock shot through the air, heading straight towards the Deputy's head.
The years of training weren't going to fail the Deputy either.
Crackle
The rock froze over in a flash of ice, leaving just enough time to kick the rock into pieces.
"Stop with that-" Tennie froze as she set her eyes on the nearly empty wall, void of any rebel.
The Deputy looked closer, seeing a hole dug into the rock, curving upwards as the rest of the tunnel went out of Tennie's sight.
"She made all of this in that little amount of time?" Tennie thought, looking around for any sign of the rebel. "How strong is this woman?!"
A few moments of tense silence passed. Tennie thought she heard crunching sounds from inside the walls, but they seemed to come from all around her, echoing with no discernible origin.
Thud
Tennie spins around, shooting a blizzard towards one of the walls of rock.
Complete silence overcomes the cavern as the rock freezes over in a flash with no sight of Alex.
The Deputy grits her teeth, her head on a swivel at every tiny sound.
"She actually heard that?!" Alex thought from inside the wall, shaking her shoe around in the makeshift tunnel to shake the ice that made it through the wall. "It won't matter, I'm almost there."
Boom
Alex came crashing through the ceiling, her left fist heading straight for the Deputy's head.
Tennie looked up just in time to see the rebel, but too late to block it.
Bam
Tennie collapsed onto the floor as Alex's fist rammed into her cheek, her icy white hair whipping around her face as her whole body twisted onto the ground.
Alex landed with an almost equally loud thud, cracking her knuckles as she looked down at the already unconscious Deputy.
Her mind began to race as she examined the young, pale face of the girl laying on the floor before her.
"Her mom didn't look that young back then." Alex thought, catching her breath as she put her hands on her knees. "And this girl doesn't look older than twenty, maybe twenty one… She's still a kid…"
The rebel walked away slowly, fixing her gaiter over her nose as her thoughts continued to race.
"That's it, I've decided… We need to make a rule on killing. Only when necessary." Alex affirmed to herself as she ran up to the hole she had made in the solid rock. "I'll tell the kids… They'll probably agree."
"GET UP!" Hendrix's voice echoed through the entrance to the cavern on the ceiling.
"Hold on for a little longer, Hendrix." Alex muttered to herself as she began to punch through the rock wall, making her way towards her estimation of the direction of the echoes origin.
Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.
Alex tore through rock with each punch, her fists unharmed through the immense strength of her Mode.
The air around her grew cold, Alex shaking her arms around inside her leather jacket before continuing through the rock wall.
Suddenly, her fist ran into thin air, an opening of some sorts. Alex tore through the wall, urgently looking around for Hendrix's pink hair.
"GET UP!" Hendrix repeated from the other side of the cavern.
"Hendrix-" Alex's excitement went away as her eyes met Hendrix.
The boy was curled up in front of what seemed to be some kind of locked door, blood splattered across his face.
His lip was split just past his piercing, the ring only an inch away from getting torn off.
His right arm hung limp, his shoulder leaning forward in a way that shouldn't be humanly possible.
The most confusing thing about Hendrix, however, was his hair. It had turned black, pitch black, like he had put a wig over his usual bright hair dye.
Alex noticed an array of cuts, bruises, and scrapes all across the boy's body. It looked like he had been through war, and the expression on his face only reinforced that look.
"I'm not done with you…!" Hendrix screamed, his words turning into sobs half way through as he looked up at the ceiling in despair.
Alex's gaze shifted towards the person Hendrix was talking to.
"Oh no…" Alex muttered to herself, dragging her fingers through her green hair as her eyes widened at the sight.
Sev laid motionless, his eyes still, that soulless look that traumatizes anyone the first time they see it.
Blood covered his body, twice as much as was on Hendrix, but the first thing anyone could notice was his left arm, or the lack of it.
Tendons and muscles alike hung from the Deputy's torn shoulder, dripping crimson red into the pool that surrounded his body.
"Hendrix, what the hell!" Alex screamed, catching the attention of the boy.
"Alex… Please, I need to show you something… I… I didn't do this… Not the way you think…" Hendrix spoke between sobs, his incoherent mumbling making Alex run over to him.
"Hey, hey, it's okay, kid. What happened? What do you need to show me?" Alex asked, grabbing Hendrix's only good shoulder.
"This is… Something else. I know Hendrix would never kill anyone without a good cause, so I'll just have to see this through." Alex thought as she glanced over at the Deputy's body one last time.
She thought of the declaration she had made just before stumbling into this bloodbath, how that might be out the window now.
In another tunnel:
Taro charged at Ocho, who prepared another open palm strike.
Whoosh
Taro spun around, his mind focused on only one objective: Knock this guy out.
The boy swung violently, Ocho's brow furrowing at the senselessness of his attacks.
"This'll be too easy. Time to finish it, my sister is waiting." Ocho thought as he spun his leg back.