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"You see I would gladly oblige, gentlemen, but you seem to have trapped my legs. Unless you expect me to hop out of the back of the van?" Vance said, smiling slightly.

"Shut up smart mouth!" The guy yelled, slapping Vance hard across the face. The men dragged them out of the van, non too gently, and they saw the first glimpse of their new "home". It was a large psychiatric hospital, complete with ambulances out front. Rolling her eyes, Mia decided to be a smart mouth as well. "I'm pretty sure..." She started, a gun pressed to her temple before she could finish.

Vance felt the slap across the face and growled a little at the man. When they were outside, he looked up at the hospital. "Is cable tv out of the question?" He whispered to mia, trying to joke around.

Mia just shrugged, too afraid of the gun pressed to her temple to speak again. The men dragged them inside and threw them both in a padded room close to the back of the hospital, not bothering to take Mia's chains off but cutting Vance's.

Vance looked at the men once they cut his chains. "And what exactly is stopping me from busting us out of here? I'm willing to believe you people have no experience with dragonslayors."

In response to that, the men simply shut and locked the diamond plated door. The room they seemed to have put them in was the strongest in the whole facility, enough to hold a werewolf or a dragonslayer, but not both at the same time.

"Think you can freeze the chains off?" Mia held her wrists up from where she was sitting against the wall.

"Piece of cake." Vance walked over and blew a little on the cuffs, freezing them. "Try breaking them now. I think the ice will keep it from burning you."

Mia felt the ice cover the chains, cooling the burns on her wrists a bit. "When we get out, your picking the locks." She announced snapping the chains easily, the actual cuffs still on her wrists. "Now do my feet."

Vance knelt down and did the same thing to the cuffs on her legs. "I can just slash through the locks." He said smiling.

"I would rather not risk further injury until the burns are a bit more healed." She said, hugging him around the neck as a thank you. "Now, lets get out of here."

(Your being the guys this time. Lol)

"Right." A magic circle appeared under Vance and a claw made of bones materialized on his arm, which he used to slash through the door. "Lets go." He Said, leading the way out of the room. A couple men appeared at the end of the hallway and saw them, pulling out there guns when they did. "Don't move or we shoot!"

Mia smiled, exiting the dreadful room and extending her claws. She jumped into the ceiling panels with ease, making her way to the men with the guns and dropping in front of them. "Asta Livista." She yelled, slashing two of the men across the chest.

Vance sped down the hallway after she did that, looking for an exit. After about five minutes he found one but it was heavily guarded by about ten men. "Man, and here I thought this would be a bigger challenge." Vance got in a stance for an ice dragons roar. "Ice dragons...... Roar!" A beam of ice came frok his mouth and froze all ten of the men to the wall.

"I think that was a bit too easy." Mia admitted, catching up with Vance at the exit. Using her still extended claws, she sliced the lock of the door off. "Lets go."

"Don't move!" A voice from behind them said. Vance turned around and saw a large group of men, all of them with guns pointed at the two of them. At the front was a man in a labcoat, holding miles with a gun to his head. "Surrender unless you want the cat dead!" Vance became enraged automatically. "PUT HIM DOWN NOW!" he yelled, energy beginning to swirl around him.

Mia froze in her tracks at the sight of Miles being held at gunpoint by the enemy, her eyes changing a deadly yellow color. "Vance..." Mia warned, giving him a look that said "wait for the right moment." "What do you even want us for?" She yelled at the men, studying Miles carefully. Something seemed off about him, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

"That isn't of your concern until you surrender." The man said. "Vance, I'm scared." Miles said shakily as he began to cry. "It'll be alright, buddy. Don't worry, I'll figure something out."

"Vance what color are Miles eyes?" She asked, staring straight at the exceed that the man was holding. It's eyes were a deep blue color, like the color of shadows at midnight. He also looked a bit sick, like it it was trapped in a closet for a couple days.

"Green, why?" He asked, not really paying attention to detail of anything at this point. Large bone wings had begun to quietly form on his back.

"Calm down then." She pointed to the fake miles. "His eyes are a shadowdy blue, not green like miles. Plus, he looks like he had been trapped in a closet for days on end." Mia explained, grabbing Vance's arm and taking a step back.