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"Okay. Why, is it someplace unpleasent?" Vance asked. he wasn't curious originally but now he wanted to know where they went. Vance and Mike's began to walk with her into the store.

Mia punched him in the arm, not too hard but enough to hurt. "Didn't I say DON'T ask." She laughed, walking into the store with him. She looked around and saw a board she liked at first sight, it's base was purple with black flames and it's wheels were black with purple swirls. "That one." She pointed it out to Vance, putting her other hand on her hip.

"Okay." Vance said, reaching out to grab the board. When his hand was close to it, a dart hit his hand and Vance drew back in pain. Looking at it's tossed, he saw it was a man in a black cloak holding a gun. "I finally found you, miss mia. And I see I'll have to dispose of this friend of yours as well."

"Wha-?" Mia's hand flew to steady Vance, knowing it was a tranquilizing dart. "Who the hell are you??" She demanded, putting herself between Vance and the man in the black cloak. She looked around and saw that the store was empty except for them, not another soul in sight. "Look, if it's money you want then you came to the wrong place."

The man laughed. "Money is sort of what I'm after. A hunter has to make a living as well." Vance steadied himself. "I'm not gonna let you take mia." He said, standing in front of her defensively. The man continued to laugh. "Ah yes, the brave dragon is trying to defend his mate. Don't get yourself killed."

Growling, Mia crouched down and extended her claws ready to pounce at the man. Something about what he had said disturbed her, and it wasn't the part about being a hunter. Did Vance really think of her as his mate, they come from totally different tribes, let alone races. These thoughts raced through her mind as she stared at the man that posed the immediate threat.

"Go away and I might not hurt you too badly." The threat came out as a snarl, a warning one at that. Mia pushed Vance behind her once again, her eyes like daggers as she glanced at him.

The man pointed a gun. "No can do. My employer wouldn't want me to come back empty handed. Now, you come with me or I mount the dragons head on the wall." A light blue magic circle appeared under vance and he began to deeply inhale.

Cocking an eyebrow, Mia smelled the magic in the air. It was so hidden that only someone with superhuman senses would be able to actually smell the magic. "You honestly expect me to come along willingly?" She stalled, hoping it was Vance who was doing the magic.

"Mia, duck!" Vance suddenly yelled, getting in a stance for an ice dragons roar, although was stumbling a bit.

Ducking and rolling, Mia got out of the way at the last second hoping to confuse the man. "Do it Vance!" She encouraged, noticing that he was a bit shaky.

"Ice dragons..." Vance began, finishing getting himself in the correct stance, putting his fists directly in front of his mouth, one in front of the other. "ROAR!" a blast of ice shot out from the hole in his semi-balled fists, sending the man hurtling backwards towards the wall and freezing there. "Mia, do you have any ice on you? Or bones maybe?" Vance asked, almost completely exhausted to the point of passing out.

"Um, not really." She responded, getting up from her spot on the floor. Suddenly a great idea came to mind, and she acted upon it without an ounce of hesitation. Walking over to the man frozen on the wall, she extended her claws and broke his left arm off in one smooth motion, a small amount of blood dripping out and staining the floor before the magic ice froze that spot again. Ripping off the flesh from the arm, she handed the arm to Vance. "This good?" Mia smiled, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

"Perfect." Vance took the arm bone from her and chomped it in half quite easily, then began to eat both halves. "So why do you think that guys employer wanted you specifically?" He asked as he finished. Miles came out from behind a couple of boxes and stood next to the dragonslayor.

Mia shrugged and then winced in pain, looking down at her right shoulder. Protruding from the skin was the back of a bullet, silver to be exact. "Shit, he got a shot in." She gasped, grabbing rack of boards for support. "Take it out, but make sure you get ALL of it!" The order came out as a yell of pain, Mia's blood staining the ground and her clothes.

Vance began to panic a little bit. "Alright, I got it!" Vance grabbed the bullet and pulled it out of her arm, taking a bit of blood with it. "Did I get all of it?!" He asked.

A bit surprised by his immediate action, she hissed in pain. "I believe so." She nodded, ripping her other sleeve off and putting it over the wound. "Now you owe me a new shirt AND. A new board." Mia smiled up at Vance, her face pale a bit feverish.

"The board is understandable but why a new shirt?" Vance asked. "You don't look so good. Should I fly you home?"

Nodding, Mia explained carefully to him. "Because my shirt is bloodstained and ripped, and that's the second time I had to rip off a sleeve because you." She laughed, pushing herself onto her feet. Her wound wasn't healing normally because there had been silver dust on the bullet, not enough to seriously harm her but just enought to prevent her from healing and make her sick.

Vance's wings of bone appeared on his back. "Go ahead and climb on. I'll take you home so you can heal and then we'll try shopping again."

Looking a bit awkward, Mia climbed onto Vance's back and looked around at the ruined shop. "Just grab the board and leve the money on the counter before we go." She requested, laying her head on his shoulder in exhaustion.