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Dan jumped and squeaked when he was grabbed from behind. He looked around at her, shocked that she had sneaked up on him. "Y-Ya, er N-no." He stammered like a fool. "I was, I was trying to find you." He said, unable to hide the embarrassment from his face. "I like it, but because you chose it for me I wanted you to see me first. How do you like it?" He asked her quietly.

"Well then how can I possibly be upset with you? Let me see it from the front." Misha said as she let Dan go and bounced out before him. She smiled as she looked him over and nodded. "Yup I knew it would look good on you. Maybe we should look into getting you new pants too. Your old ones look pretty lived in." She then took his hand and dragged him off to the area where they could find pants laughing as she found herself enjoying this adventure.

Agent Bronson walked up to the door and stopped as he put his hand on a scanner and looked into a deice that scanned hs eye. "Agent Bronson Verified. Good evening sir." The door said as it opened for him. Being the head of this secret division he had access to any of the subjects but he had an eye for one in particular today.

"Well now you look quite tasty." came a a voice that was both deep and yet had a bit of a screech at the end. "At least I hope you are tastier then the last morsel they sent in here. If nothing else I bet you are more filling."

"My name is Special Agent Jack Bronson and I came to see how you are doing Nightwing. Of course it would be a shame if you tried to eat me because we put a lot of effort into your development and I'd hate to test how fast a fine specimen such as your self could be put down with ammunition." Agent Bronson said seriously. He was not a man to be kidding and it was apparent in the ice in his tone.

"Oh yes? Well they poke and prod me already but I suppose a study in my demise would be no fun at all." the voice called from within the room that Agent Bronson walked up to. A pair of red eyes looked back at him from within the room. They seemed to be one of the few things that caught any of the light entering the small window. "What do you want of me Agent Bronson?"

"You are the very best of genetic manipulation Nightwing. You have been getting trained and although I hear you are a bit aggressive I have some mice I want handled so here I was thinking you might want to spread out your wings and if you handle the situation with minimum collateral damage then I might get you some better lodgings. What do you think?" Agent Bronson said as he took his shades exposing his eyes to look into the darkened room.

A flapping occurred and a solid thud echoed from the room as the creature known as Nightwing moved closer to the door. Unlike many of the Hanyou he was more beast then man as his large mouth gleamed with menacing teeth smiling at Agent Bronson. "Get me some fresh meat and I will play along with your little game. This dead meat you keep giving me is so dry. I want fresh blood and I want a lot of it."

Ezion smiled and chuckled as she came into the elevator. "Thank you. You give me too much credit." He told her, though in his heart the words she had spoken to him had made feel a lot better in his heart. The childlike awe that she held for him touched something within him that he had not experienced, and when he looked at her closely, he himself felt a paternal obligation to her. He pressed the button that would take them to the lobby and waited as the door shut and the elevator began its slow decent. "Hopefully, once we're settled in our new home, we won't have to worry about moving around like this too much." He said once the door had shut.