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Silver stayed still and shook his head, watching as Creed finished the new tattoo. It did sting and his arm felt like it had been stung over and over by bees yet he was glad that once that was gone he would have, once more, free movement of his arm. "Hmmm.....shock? Well she's a bit tricky to handle though I do stay firm on her as dose the older brother." Silver began trailing off as he thought over how or what would work for shocking Fire. "She's hard to stun but there is a spot that none of us touch...." his face fell thinking of how easily soldiers were able to make her put caution, by how her wounds looked, to the wind.

He wished she could let go of Lysin yet knew that was never going to happen. He looked up to Skylar after his arm was wrapped to allow the ink and serum to set. "...I hope for the boy's sake that he does not anger the Tigress. I've never met her myself but I hear she's befits her name quite nicely." He said in a lower tone before looking over as Skylar acknowledged the person outside.

He stayed put when Creed left and started to stand when he heard the commotion but stayed in the room. He wanted to help if he could, his hand reaching for his jacket to get his gun. As things quieted down he moved towards the door to look out only to quickly move back when Skylar opened the door.

He kept back and out of the way, watching as an unconscious soldier was brought in. Silver eyed Cyrus over closely, frowning as his body tensed, listening closely as he moved carefully over while keeping examining eyes on the Hunter. "....Hello....and you are?" Silver asked in a cautious and stern voice, his shoulders tense as he scrutinized the Hunter while thinking back to what Fire had said about the raid on Lysin's old hideout.



By the time the classes ended, Annabell was overjoyed and waited for her father, shifting nervously on her feet side to side. She wanted out of there and back home to hide, holding her bag close which was heavier thanks to the added paperwork she had for her sister.

As she saw her father pull up she went quickly over to his vehicle, climbing in and sighed in relief. She was glad to be inside and away from her peers. "Hey, how was your day?" he asked as she buckled in.

"Stressful, um can we please go?" she asked looking to her father with her good pleading eye, her false eye covered by her hair.

"Why are you hiding your eye? You know the doctor said to let it be out and to get some use." He said pushing her hair back. "You know if it goes back then it wasn't worth the effort and time it took them to get it working for you or the time it took for us to gain approval of my insurance to even cover it so you'd be able to see through two eyes." He felt bad as she looked down and sighed hugging her with both arms after unbuckling. "I miss her too but we'll be fine. We just need to keep positive she'll come back." He whispered kissing her head.

Annabell closed her eyes feeling a tear slip down her cheek. She was thinking that would be harder than expected. "I'm not sure I can handle that." She said softly, feeling nervous, upset, and scared. "What if they don't let her come back? What if they....they..." she was scared to utter the words 'kill her' to her father.

His face fell getting the message and sighed, pulling back and pushed some strains of her hair back. "Don't think like that. I know there's that reputation but we have to keep thinking that she'll be released sooner than later and come home." He whispered and kissed her forehead. "How about we go get some dinner out to eat?" he asked and she nodded.

He rebuckled and drove off with her relaxing back in her seat. "Maybe....at that spicy place that also sells ice cream?" she asked.

"Alright, we'll go check out that place." Her father said and they went, hoping they both could get calmed down and think more positively even though it was hard. Neither wanted to imagine their lives with Rosalie gone or harmed in a violent manner.



At the palace fortress things had deteriorated quickly. After Dragon woke to find Rosalie gone he ordered his men to search for her, furious his pet given freedom would run from him. In the kitchen Rosalie ate, releasing a startled noise when pulled by the maid from before. "Quickly!" she whispered and they were off.

Rosalie kept up being pulled by the wrist by the maid. They ran with soldiers spotting them and starting to close off parts of the palace. Getting into a hall and ducking some gunfire, Dragon growled walking up in his armor and gear as he neared and saw the back of the maid who betrayed him with the personal servant fleeing from him.

His eyes narrowed and he moved a hand, signaling to one of his soldiers. The soldier fired multiple shots, one striking the back of Rosalie's shoulder, cracking the shoulder blade. The girl screamed out in pain her body collapsing as she tried to get back up with blood seeping out as the maid tried to help her up to run.

She started to speak only to gasp and hold her throat, trying to breath as Dragon approached while clicking his tongue in disappointment. "My dear, dear, sweet personal servant. I thought you loved me, and would stay." He cooed in a cold voice that tried to mask itself as something sweet without success. It sent a chill down Rosalie's spine.

"Lord Dragon, how could I be happy and love someone who does those.....things to another person!" Rosalie snapped out of the stinging pain in her shoulder which only increased as a flame rose from the wound, making her cry out in agony.

His eyes hardened on her form that tried to scoot away on the ground as he moved the maid aside, throwing her into a side wall. "So you wish to be considered not a person?" he questioned curiously tilting his head as he neared, grabbing her hair to pull her head up to look at him. "And you were so beautiful. Pitty." He sighed heavily looking gravely disappointed in her, as though he had expected much better from something brought in off the street.

He threw her down hard making her grunt as he stood and turned walking away from her as he looked at one of his soldiers she saw was dressed in lighter colors. "Use the five rings. I want to see what kind of monster we can make." He chuckled with a very dark and twisted grin.

Rosalie gulped and struggled to get up, finding her footing and started to run only to be tackled by two soldiers that held onto her arms. She struggled against them as a man in white with other soldiers carrying a few boxes approached. She tensed and tried to jerk free without success. "Don't worry, I rarely get the chance to add to the monsters of this land." he cooed with a chuckle.

She watched scared as he opened two then three, mixing liquids and lining them up into what looked like weird bracelets, not helping ease the twisted fear in her stomach.

Silver narrowed his eyes hearing the name and his jaw tightened briefly. That was a name Fire had only said once and there had been talk before his escape about a Marshall having great skill in the upper ranks. He thought about his code name and real name. He glanced to Creed, narrowing his eyes before looking back to Cyrus while adjusting his jacket. "Just call me Sil." Silver stated cautiously.

"Nice to meet you." Silver bowed his head in return to be polite. He then looked and watched Creed, raising an eyebrow in watching this and sighed, rolling his eyes hearing the musical tone that Silver would call chipper. "The only guy I know that would sing about collecting blood." He wasn't shocked but still it was true. Even Fire wasn't so bad in her violent acts to get joy out of something like that.

Hearing Cyrus's words about where he's from and seeing his hand offered, the rebel leader reached out with the opposing hand and shook Cyrus's hand. "From a town that was annihilated in the explosion." Silver stated, not calling him out on having heard the name Marshall when he was a prisoner nor was he going to ask about if he knew anyone related to Viola or about if he knew anyone by the name of Lysin.



At the fortress the man had finished the mixings and preparing the rings. He turned and picked up one then the next, attaching two to her wrists, two to her upper arms, and one around her neck. He then stepped back and pressed a button in his pocket which caused all five to clamp shut start the injections.

Her eyes widened and mouth fell open gasping and there was silence before an ear piercing scream erupted in pain from her throat as her body felt like it was on fire. She tried to jerk free of the soldiers that held onto her, her body shaking and fidgeted, wanting it to end but it got worse.

She was released by the soldiers as her body crumpled over on itself, trying to contain her body that felt like it was starting to expand out and grow in size. Fur began to grow and form on her as she trembled, her arms flexing and pulled at the bracelets as her body changed, starting to smoke from all the heat growing inside her body.

She screamed again as her body shifted and her dace started to change as well, fangs forming as her screams mixed in with a roaring cry. The metal shatters off her arms, off one wrist and she rips the other off her neck. Her body stood tall as the soldiers fired, injuring her upper arms with two bullets each before they collapsed in fear under her loud shaking roaring cry.

Rosalie ran charging at the soldiers, swinging her larger hands with claws, slamming them hard and injuring while killing two out of the four. She then turned and ran, jumping over and out of the fortress grounds. Her body was larger, like that of a werewolf with a jackal, like a werejackal.

Her eyes were slit and narrowed as she ran through the city, sticking to back alleys, slowing down whimpering and whining as she held her head with her bloody claws. She was shaking in the dim lighting of street lamps.

The sound of a can being kicked then the sting of a rock being thrown and made her wince. She looked over slowly with a whimper to see four men in gear nearing drawing weapons. "What the heck is it ?" one asked.

"Who cares? Let's just kill it and maybe we can sell off parts of it or something to people in the market. Or if we can take it down right we could sell it as a piece to a circus or something." the second said, brandishing a blade.

Rosalie growled, glaring at them coldly with snarling to show off her rows of sharp teeth. Get away from me! she screamed in her mind crying as they attacked. Two with guns and two with blades.



At Creeds home in the office Sliver looked to the door confused, thinking he heard something. "Did either of you hear something?" the rebel leader asked looking to Cyrus and Creed.



Below their feet, Fire looked around to make sure Tool and Leaf fell asleep. She sighed and closed her cloak around her, drawing the hood up and was off. She made her way to a certain latter, climbed up and entered the surface carefully.

Fire looked around before making her way towards a section of the city that was almost was or seemed almost forgotten. She wanted to visit the remains of her old home, to see what still remained past all and any looters and thieves. She had been younger losing her parents then losing Lysin later but she didn't give up about Lysin. She kept hope alive inside he was alive somewhere in one of the five cities.

A loud echoing howl made her pause and look behind her as the wind blew. "Huh? A wolf?" she questioned quietly, feeling confused but shook it off and continued on her way. The young woman didn't stop until she came to the burned down remains of what once was a modest house. She stood still and stared down at the rubble left right where it had fallen.

Taking a deep breath she advanced and began to move around some of the debris to see what she could find, feeling curious and wanted something to pass the time. Fire had tried sleeping but couldn't get to sleep, nightmares of the past losing family then her friend and teacher had kept her awake. So she thought it couldn't hurt to go searching through something from her past, keeping her face hidden under her cloaks hood.

Silver nodded sighing. Cyrus was right and he was trying with his small group but it was hard. The Owl's had so much military force and that wasn't counting in their own magic they themselves wielded. It was not something normal people could do and those who could only could because they were labrats for the Owls. Normally those rats didn't escape. Fire was the only exception to that rule.

She somehow inherited her magic from her parents that were escaped rats. How she inherited the magic was unclear to him but it made her rare, unique, and not someone he could afford to lose. She was too valuable for that and for the fact she could breath and use both fire and ice, two elements that normally opposed the other drastically but did not for her.

Silver turned his head to look at Creed then looked to Cyrus, watching Cyrus follow Creed and he too decided to follow and see what was going on. He stepped softly as he looked out. He was silent, holding his tongue as he watched how still Creed was. This confused him and also worried him because normally Creed wasn't that stiff or appeared to be cautious.

Below them out of those twos sights was Rosalie still in the form of a beast. She tore apart the four men's bodies until they were unrecognizable and just a mess of blood and some flesh thrown here and there. She tore into their bodies like a hungry beast, the animal part of her mind still the main one in control.

When the door opened her jackal ears twitched and she let a deep throated growl escape past her sharp teeth to vibrate some of her lips. Her body tensed as she heard them and caught the noise of faint breathing, as well as their scent. She first caught Creeds smell then two others. She slowly shifted her eyes to look back and started to carefully stand, dropping the bloody and mangled body of one of the four she had been feasting on and swallowed.

She slowly took a few steps around, looking about and sniffing the area to make it look like she didn't realize she was being watched but knew she was under sight. There was silence which inside confused Silver as he moved closer to try and see what was going on. His stomach felt twisted and his body tensed, not having a good feeling about this.

The beast took off down the alleyway, appearing to fade from sight and left a very unsettling silence. Suddenly she ran up and jumped, releasing a powerful cry as she jumped up landing hard on the metalwork and made her fast asscent up and straight at Creed, Cyrus, and Silver. She had bared her sharp and bloody teeth with bloody sharp claws. She gave another powerful snarling growl with a roar as she charged and reached out to get her claws on Creed.

What she hadn't planned was for her claws to come so close to touching her prey before the door was so abruptly shut in her face. She let out a frustrated noise and slammed her fists hard on the door, causing Silver to jump back and stare in wide eyed fear. "What the freaking hell was that?!" Silver asked in clear shock and fear as he hadn't seen a beast like that or that size before in the canine family that was.

The pounding just freaked him out more as he stepped back seeing small caving in in spots from the punching and pounding fists. There was silence then a slam as she had slammed her shoulder into the door hard, making it nearly come off the hinges but it held. She snorted and howled out in anger that her prey was was not hers to devour.

Then she released a noise like a whine or cry that a dog makes when it knows it's done something bad or is sad or hurt. She looked down sadly, the human side retaining a life inside her was crying Please! Help me! Please.....stop me.... she sobbed inside her mind, wanting this nightmare to stop. She still wore the dress given to her by the maid that was most likely now dead.

It was torn around the legs and the neck part but it still held onto her form. She slammed her head against the door, whining again and whimpering. Trying to speak to beg for help before pushing off and jumping down, taking off to find some other prey to hunt. The blood lust in her was growing and it felt like darkness was closing in on her. As she left them in silence a syringe had fallen out of her metal bracelet still attached to her one wrist.

If the door was opened the syringe would be there in sight with some of the liquid residue left inside with the broken needle on the end. Her transformation was incomplete since she had broken free before all the mixture could be injected by the needles that hit her neck, upper right arm and her wrist that held the bracelet. She had broken the connection to the controls the scientist had held somehow. How she did she had no idea.

Rosalie continued on her way, searching for prey, sniffing the air and the ground, searching and hunting down her next target. Dashing along the street then down another side street she caught the scent of someone and it peeked her interest. She inhaled deeply to take it in before then checking the air, closing her eyes to focus better.

Her tail was slow as she stood on her hind legs, the werewolf aspect of her jackal humanoid form. Her tail was still then it slowly started to move to one side then the other as she started to hone in on the one scent. Her ears twitched listening as well to try and find herself this meal.

Her body took off once she was satisfied she'd located it securely enough to keep it with eyes opened. She followed the smell, Fire's smell. Most people were inside due to the bad looking weather of the sky. It normally did look bad weather related but there had been rumors on the radio for weather of another storm sweeping across and heading towards their way.



Fire stood after searching through the remains and found herself an old photograph that was burned but had saved it out of its shattered glass. She also had found a necklace that she recalled being her mothers. On one side it 'the coldest ice' and on the other said 'is drawn to the warmest fire.' a thing her parents said to describe their relationship since they had magic that was opposite of the other.

She sighed and pocketed the items, looking more for something else if she could find anything. She felt a chill run down her spine though and she looked around after standing upright. She felt she wasn't alone anymore and it frightened her. With very cautious movement in the almost abandoned part of the city she looked around with narrowed eyes. The young woman held her tongue, her body tensed. It felt time to go.

Taking a step then another to exit the remains she paused, hearing the crunch of stone and looked around to see a large shadow move out of sight. This was not something she enjoyed. Carefully she reached under her cloak to her gun, holding its handle as she carefully made her way away from the remains of the building to try and make it back to the manhole cover to go back to the hideout.

Her body didn't untense as she kept moving. A deep growling came to her ears and made her turn, releasing a scream when she saw brightly glowing yellow slit eyes and to see them rise higher, looking maybe around six foot to seven foot did not help any. Drawing her gun as she stepped back and opened fire, turning her back on the beast as it roared out as one bullet missed and another hit the shoulder.

Rosalie gave chase, seeing this as a thrill of the hunt. She ran after Fire, howling out as Fire ran. "I'm not becoming mutant dog chow!" she said through tight teeth under her breath, glancing back and turned, taking different streets around to try and lose the beast without much success, turning to fire off a bullet or two at times but it didn't slow down the monster.

She didn't want to use her new bullets yet but was debating on using one of the ice bullets to make an escape. First she had to make sure the beast would not go to the more populated area's of Delta. She didn't want any of them to become chow either, even if some of them deserved it. She had to think of something while she handled the ice bullet in one hand, messing with it in her fingers, debating and fired the last round in the gun of normal bullets out at the monster, missing.

Fire then jumped up between to buildings to get onto a stone roof and stumbled, rolling to a stop and stood. She loaded the bullet with ice explosion attached to it into the weapon and tried to think of a good spot to fire it at. She had to pick right or she was done for as she knew she could only run for so long. The beast caught up, climbing up with claws into the building and jumped up, coming down and missing Fire as she jumped back.

Fire turned, racing off and jumped off the building, rolling and kept running with Rosalie on her heels. She started to think more of if to fire it into the beasts face or the ground or somewhere on the monsters body. She had no idea what was best to also assure it wasn't going to take off into a populated part of the city where things were better or newer built to be more secure structures.

Silver slowly crept forwards into the doorway and peeked out, looking down after Creed and his face fell. He saw what Creed had and heard the tone his voice. This wasn't good. He knew he had been tested on but if they were doing things like turning people into monsters, Silver shivered at the thought. "This isn't good." Silver commented and moved back inside as Skylar hurried to his office. "Dragon must be wanting to accomplish something beyond making entertaining puppets...." he whispered softly under his breath in fear.

The rebel leader shook his head and to clear his mind and turned his attention on the scientist. "What's the plan Skylar?" he was ready to go searching thinking then thought to suggest him going out ahead of them. "You want me to search from above to head out early?"

He wouldn't push the matter but figured he could cover ground by teleporting though he knew he had his limits. When he got the order for them to go ahead and Skylar would catch up as he wanted to see what the serum was. Silver moved out the door, onto the metal and jumped up onto the metal railing taking a breath and sighed. He looked to Cyrus as he saw he followed. "I'll take search from the roofs and you the ground. We'll keep each other posted."

Silver would wait until he got a reply or a confirmation to this plan before jumping off the metal railing and teleporting onto the next rooftop. At this point he didn't think it mattered to hide the fact he could teleport. Just knowing Skylar had to be a clue to Creed he wasn't something not having something to do with the Owls.

He kept on the move, having a higher vantage point he moved, switching between teleporting and running. He hoped to find it. It would be farther into the town towards one side of the city minutes later that he heard a howl and gunfire. "This way!" Silver ordered, leading the way to where he saw movement around a rooftop.

He frowned then looked to the hunter. "I'll go ahead, keep going this way to the dead district." Silver ordered before he would teleport again and start quickening his pace towards the scene as the large form after the human one jumped down off the rooftop.

Silver was hoping that person wasn't one of his own. Then again he knew Fire and how she didn't listen but inside he hoped so badly that this one time she did listen. Doubtful but hopeful at the same time.



At this time Fire was hiding against the side of a building, Rosalie slowly walking and sniffing, looking around and the young woman feeling like she was in some kind of horror flick. She now was thinking to ask Tool and Leaf to come up with an earpiece for her so she can get backup. She wouldn't have called on them anyways, they not being fighting type like her but she would have loved to call Silver. Though if she were to call him she'd have to have a good reason to back up her leaving the base when she was told to stay put.

The beast snarled, moving and sniffing then darted as Fire released a sharp yelp as the beast got her arm lightly with its claws. She hissed holding her arm where the cloak had been cut and her arm was lightly bleeding. "Stupid mutt. Where the heck did this thing come from?" she asked as the monster was coming down the side street.

Silver came to rest atop of a roof and looked down, seeing Fire's cloak and sighed as he used his glasses to see in the dark shadows and shook his head. "I hate that she doesn't listen." he groaned, moving down and fired his gun into its face before charging and slamming a kick into Rosalie's face.

The beast yelped with a high pitched cry as it stumbled over from the shots and the kick to the muzzle. Silver turned to Fire glaring as he put his glasses up. "What are you doing?!"

"I wanted to check for-" she began but was cut off.

"Nevermind! I know I left word that you and Tool were to stay home!" Silver snapped.

"But!" Fire tried to counter but the beast began to rise so she grabbed Silver and ran. He teleported them to another alleyway. Silver glared at Fire who looked at her gun and to him. "Got any backup coming?" she asked.

"Just one." he answered quietly as the beast was hunting for them.

"Can that backup take on a beast if its dazed?" she asked getting a confused look from Silver. "I got a new bullet from Tool. It makes ice."

Silver nodded and let Fire go, moving and ordered her to head down a different alleyway that was nearer to Cyrus but enough distance that he could get Fire away before she could be spotted. That was his plan.

Rosalie sniffed searching then picked up on the running and charge, chasing Fire. At the right time Fire fired the bullet and shot ice to cover some of the alleyway. She started to slide but was grabbed and moved out of the way by Silver. The beast whined and cried out sharply as she tried to stop on the ice but slid, slamming into the reinforced wall hard, causing it to lay still as its head spun with ears ringing.

Silver took Fire to a cover and put her down. "Get going now back to base. Stay there until I return." He snapped his order and she nodded, going and darting underground into the sewers.

Silver sighed glad and could hear footsteps and he ran out to locate Cyrus, seeing the beast was trying to collect itself and trying to get up on the ice only to keep falling back down. For now while the ice was there it was going to, or should stay put. That was what he hoped anyways.

When he could find Cyrus he'd sigh out of breath from the warping with Fire had taken more stamina than he thought would. "This way," he said moving to the alleyway to where the beast was growling and lifting its head, shaking it hard to try and make the ringing stop, even reaching up to hold its ears as the ringing wasn't stopping yet.

Rosalie was starting to stand but slipping though was catching herself now so not to hit her head. Silver watched this not sure what they should do. "We need to either stun it, knock it out, or somehow trap it somewhere in something we can use to take back to Creed." He spoke in a whisper looking around then at Rosalie again.

He truly had no plan and wasn't considering using the old buildings at this point because he was partly hoping Creed would show up and be able to take down the beast easily. Silver didn't want to kill it yet didn't really have anything for stunning things. He also had no plans to answer honestly about the ice if asked and would think up a story later if it came into question.

He started to draw his gun looking as he moved slowly. "We need to keep it in this area first off. A lot of people left here so it's the best place to keep it from taking anymore lives. Next I'm open to suggestions. Right now, my own plan is to assault it until it passes out or submits." Silver kept his focus on the beast as it was starting to move and pull its hind legs off the ice by using its claws to pull and get off the slippery surface.

In the vicinity was a half open door of a large parking garage. The stone and metal building had columns that were still standing but no vehicles unless they were ones that owners decided to abandon there.

Rosalie's ears twitched as she listened, a low quiet growl vibrated from her throat as she snarled, getting to her feet. She sniffed and could smell her first prey was gone but caught the scent of two new targets. The beast slowly shifted before moving to one side then charged at Silver and Cyrus.

Silver moved to the side, getting her to chase him. She swung her claws at the rebel leader, missing as he teleported into the air, coming down shooting it in the shoulder before kicking it back in the chest. He came down and jumped back as she charged forwards with a sharp growl, moving quickly after him.

The beast attacked two more times with Silver leaping back, getting it into the street and fired another bullet into its thick hide on its chest but it kept moving, slamming its arm into Silver throwing him over. She moved like she was going to keep focus on him but turned and charged at Cyrus, his scent interesting her more than the teleporter.

She picked up scents that made her curious as she neared carefully with her body tensing and her body flexed, pushing the three bullets out to let them clink on the ground. The beast bared her fangs, eyeing Cyrus and charged, lunging and swinging one of her claws at him with a rough noise exiting her throat.



Fire returned to the base after a time she found it and sighed, making her way to her room and sat down before laying back on the bed. She relaxed, closing her eyes for some moments before opening them and pulled out the necklace and picture out of her pocket, staring at the old photograph. She softly smiled as she saw the old faces of smiles.

"...Miss you both. Bet you're happy together though." She whispered softly to the picture and lowered it down to rest it upside down on her chest before holding up the necklace and watched it turn left and right gently. She was hoping Silver was alright but felt sure he could handle himself or would have help set up to help him out.

Rosalie turned her attention to Cyrus with a grunt as he called out. She snarled some drool falling as she charged, chasing after the former Elite solder, grunting and howling as she got hit by some of small rocks. She picked up speed racing after him on all fours before jumping and swinging her hand out and down aiming to hit him if she could. If she'd miss then she would continue chasing after her target.

The metal cuff was still on her wrist as she kept her focus on him.

Silver groaned getting up with a stumble and looked in time to see her vanish into the Dead District. He shook his head and took a breath sighing and ran after them, teleporting once then twice as he chased after to try and decide what he could do to help.

He searched, looking around as he ran down a side street frowning and quickly darted inside a cracked open door inside of a warehouse. He looked around as he was feeling tired from the teleporting he had been doing. He looked at the stone and metal framing and the thick walls of concrete. "It could work..." he whispered to himself before looking at the bent metal doors that lead in.

If they opened them there was no promise that it would reclose from there so maybe getting her to race in from the door or another side door would be best so they wouldn't need to guard a garage door sized opening. "Worth a shot." He muttered then found another door on the other side of the semilarge room with crates and other empty things left behind.

Silver ran out of the building by the door he entered, making his way to go and try to get Cyrus's attention in case he hadn't seen it or for them to try and get on the same page. Silver didn't do his teleporting as he wanted to save what stamina he had left. "Cyrus! This way!" he shouted out from another street as he ran to try and keep up or get in front, wanting to lead Cyrus to the warehouse.

If he got Cyrus's attention then he'd lead the way to the building that was well in the Dead District.



Fire fell asleep with the pendent and picture on her chest, held close to herself as she slept soundly with half her body off the bed.

Leaf had woken up and was getting a snack before reading again as he waited for Silver. It had been longer than normal but he was trying to chalk that up to visiting his friend or whatever he was doing.



Rosalie would move and charge following the pair if Cyrus followed Silver and if not she would chase after Silver who ran towards the warehouse he had found and hoped would work for containment. She would chase either both or Silver and howl loudly as she ran and was drooling wanting something to eat. She snapped her fangs at Silver, nicking his good arm as he ran and dodged, rolling and got inside the building.

He teleported out and slammed the door fast panting and yelped as Rosalie started to pound on the door he was at and holding it in place wincing some with each blow pounding against his back.

"There's two doors." Silver said softly if Cyrus were to ask or wonder if he was outside and if not and was inside Rosalie would go after Cyrus if he were inside, her body moving fast then slow and calculating as she snarled, looking around the building with anger and growing frustration.

Silver hissed sighing out a breath and complained under his breath hearing the echoing voice of Creed. "Beautiful timing." He said with sarcasm at the timing he had for Cyrus.

Rosalie kept scratching and hitting the door to try and bust through but failed. She was growling and snarling but as Creed spoke again she snorted and made a noise of confusion as she looked at the phone, glaring at it and moved closer to it, sniffing the phone. She growled at it as he spoke again and gave what sounded like a rough violent bark, backing up and spiking the fur on her back up at it.

In her roar at the phone was a whimper and cry, her inner self wanting freedom from the nightmare still as she still had some humanity left just not in the frontal control.

Outside the door waited outside the door in the main room, listening with patients he sighed, pushing up glasses which hid his orange eyes. He had his stringy purple hair pulled back into a ponytail and he looked over at Creed not seeming amused as he adjusted his well fitting white and turquoise blue lab coat which fit his body nicely. "I don't need to clean up bodies do I?" he asked quietly taking monster wrangling very seriously.

"Also this isn't some mistake you've made? That beast is a human female?" he questioned with an airy tone that sounded like a female and by body one could say female but she was toned. She also didn't have much in ways of a rack which helped. "I want to get what it is back to make things right." She paused waiting then spoke more. "I also thought you said your Owl had ceased these experiments."

She would wait listening and eye the device upon hearing the noise before he hung up and sighed. "He's done a good number. Not even Lord Raven is this demented....well he is but you know what I mean." She said folding her arms and started to move for the door after her phone would go off with the coordinates showing up.

Ritzu put an earpiece into her ear and paused at the door, looking over towards Creed. "You coming to make sure your twits are not dead? I don't like dealing with corpses....not fresh ones at least of subjects not of my testing. Never know what has been laden within their flesh." She explained before moving out the door after she'd wait to see if he'd come or not.

If he came she would go downstairs and into her truck with an extended covered back. She would get in and if he came she would allow him a lift but if he did not then she would go off to the coordinates without him, heading straight for the Dead District.

Ritzu sighed, adjusting her glasses again, reaching in behind her and the passenger seat to pull out a coiled up whip. It was to show the beast who was boss. She sped down the road heading into the territory where any traffic and people walking faded to nothing.

At the warehouse Rosalie snarled smashing the phone with her fist and howled before slamming her body against the door Cyrus held shut and then ran over and slammed herself into the door held closed by Silver. She was growing frustrated and looked around growling more before racing over and slammed her body into a wall then into another and another before slamming into one of the garage doors that were down. She slammed it twice before it bulged out but held its own against the monster.

Ritzu would get to the house and she'd bark, looking at the bulged out door frowning and sighed heavily. "Imbeciles." She muttered her insult with spite. She walked up and pushed Silver out of the way, seeing his injured arm and sighed rolling her eyes and touched her earpiece. "You have a bleeding sack on the East exit door." She said and dropped her hand from the ear as she entered.

Silver slammed the door behind her fast. She looked up at Rosalie annoyed, unwinding her whip. "You know, you tore me away from a very fun little test I was preforming on a lab made life form from old genetics." Ritzu complained as she walked up towards Rosalie with her boots tapping on the cement flooring.

Rosalie looked over, snarling and baring her fangs at this new intruder. She barked out a warning as her body tensed and she backed up slowly from Ritzu who was nearing closer step by step. The woman came to a stop and swept around the whip before cracking it in the air making Rosalie first whine in fear before snarling in rage and to show she was dominate over the human.

Ritzu watched coldly, fixing her thin framed specs to see Rosalie charging forwards and attacking with her claws. Ritzu jumped back and landed before leaping back once more and dodging the attacks Rosalie was making with her sweeping and slamming claws.

Silver outside the building grumbled. "I'm not a flesh bag." He muttered quietly finding that insulting as his arm he looked to and noticed it was bleeding. "It's not bleeding that badly." He commented and winced as he heard a crash from inside the building. "Just what the heck is that guy doing in there?" he questioned shocked at the racket and lowered his head some as another crash with a loud roaring snarl rang out.

There was a crack of a whip with more racket as Ritzu was dodging Rosalie's strikes while striking her back with the whip, pressing a button to soon make it spark with electricity and hitting the beast with it. She was not messing around and wanted to show the animal who was the boss.

Rosalie yelped and whined as she was hit across the face hard and backed up as she saw Ritzu walking near her and bared her fangs. "You want to keep this up beast? You wish to defy your alpha?" she asked sternly in a loud dominating voice before she cracked the whip again with its electrical static joining in.

Rosalie winced and whimpered backing up and got backed into a corner as Ritzu walked closer, cracking her whip across Rosalie's body when the beast tried to strike her. The beast backed off and cowered after several cracks of the whip across her face, nose, and body like her back, arms, and waist with legs. The beast put her tail between her legs as she lowered down in the corner, showing Ritzu a sign of surrender and she'd obey.

Ritzu sighed as it had taken her several minutes of fighting before she could release a breath and pulled a cig out of her pocket. She lit it and took a puff, blowing out the smoke. "Now that's a good beastie. I'm glad you saw it my way." The scientist said as she watched examining Rosalie over with careful eyes that seemed to shimmer behind her glass lenses.

She would continue to puff on her cig before dropping it at half way and step on it, twisting her foot and walked up to Rosalie. She reached out and went to pet the girl turned monster. Rosalie winced her ears falling but stayed put to let Ritzu pet her, some burns from the whip showing on her fur. "That's a good girl. Thank you for submitting so nicely. I didn't need to kill you." She said smirking pleased by this quick turnaround. She was impressed with herself as well but in it being so quick it told her it hadn't been too long since the change happened. That or the change was somehow interrupted and didn't take full effect.

Either way she wasn't impressed too much that this was done. She thought it had ended but it appeared it hadn't fully been terminated. She would take her time as she examined Rosalie over while petting her head. She then looked and noticed on her wrist was a cuff. She narrowed her eyes seeing the broken pieces and nodded. "That must have been what happened..an interruption to the process..." she muttered quietly.

Silver outside blinked confused when things went quiet and pressed his ear to the door, curious if Ritzu was dead. "Did he get killed?" he questioned quietly not sure if he should open the door yet or not. If Creed had come and tended to Silver's arm then Silver paid him little mind, too curious and worried about the 'man' that went in past him like it was nothing with just a whip.