"Enderons are not meant for the hands of us. They belong only to the gods. Remember that before you die," the hodded one replies.

i placed a tag on the middle of his back, if he happens to notice it, he'll think its just an itch that's a pain in the ass to scratch. a voice whispers to sayan 3 from within his own ear. he tosses some currency to the stand keeper "well a good day to you sir" he then takes the magazine and sits back down with the group "i estimate about a 75 maby 90 percent chance that he's one of the guys we're looking for. we'll waint and see how what he'll do"

rindhunt stands up "im tired of waiting" she walks down the sidewalk to a fire escape and starts her accent to the top

The grunt simply turns and walks away, heading off down the street and turning a corner.

the next thing the team knows is they are tied up to chairs, in a warehouse with no windows. they are surrounded by shitran thugs carrying either, endronian beam riffles, medusa cannons, unicorn pulse blasters, shock swords, and/or chimera peace makers. they're rudly woken up. sayan gets a punch in the face, armag gets his chair nocked over. malak get the but of an endronian beam riffle in the crotch, balgas gets some foul smelling substance up his nose, and hinosa has a box broken against his head.

"i dont beleive it" says a shitran thug, obviously the, or atleast one of the top dogs of the pack. "we got our hands on sayan 3... the sayan 3. what was the dragon government doing allowing such a powerful figure head loose in the streets, completly undefended?"

((Been awhile, lemme see))

Malak makes an unusual sound, like a crocodile bellowing, a dragon shrieking, and a good old fashion strangled cry of pain all at once. Despite the pain he forces himself to eye out his surroundings. Too many to count in this position, he thinks shaking the tear out of the corner of his left eye. All armed to the teeth, he confirms tapping his foot on the floor. He attempts to guess what the floor is made of.
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Balgas snorts and shakes his head furiously trying to clear his nose in a very cat-like fashion. "That's not cool man," he says.

the man who put the substance up balgas' nose spits in his eye and shoves the rest of the stuff in his face

the authoritative shitran kicks over sayan 3's chair, then kneels over by his face "dont you 'almighty' godsummoners travel in pairs? where's your girlfriend?"

sayan 3 remains scilent. he just lays there. fur starts to grow around his entire body, his nose and mouth start to turn into a snout.

before sayan can go through 10% of his tranformation a thug with a shock sword stabs it into sayan 3 and ups the voltage on the sword. the electric shock breaks sayan 3's concentration, reverting him back to his human form

the thug on malak, shoves the barrel of the endronian beam riffle *grenade attachment* into malak's crotch. "you will stop that annoying tapping or else"

[hr]

rindhunt walks down the street ontop of the buildings, untill she walks into the darkness between two street lamps. the next thing she knows is she's thrown in a rundown apartment from a dark corner.

"what the hell are you doing!?!" prescorpion asks walking out of the corner

"its just something is bothering me, and the tension is just becoming too much to bear". she replies

"you cant let 'that' bother you during a mission"

"wait! you know?"

"of course, its hard not to, im suprised the rest of the team hasnt seen it" prescorpion pauses to sigh" a friend sayan and i once had, his name was bird of prey. he departed because he let a side of that emotion take control of him and wound up jumping infront of a cyclops' fist. sayan almost let himself fall to another side, and if his anger from bird of prey's death wasnt there to lead him, he would have also gotten himself killed at the hands of a cyclops... now dont get me wrong, that is a powerful emotion, one of the strongest, its a gamble when you let it in your life, and will often lead one down the path of corruption if you loose your bet."

"Okay, okay," Malak says pretty sure the floor was concrete or maybe stone. The barest tips of his special scales start to poke from his skin, but Malak waits to extend them any further after seeing what happened to Sayan.
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Balgas furiously stuggles to clear his face, and in the end he tips over his chair. He just lays there appearing to have hit his head on the floor, apparently knocking himself out.

(i have to bug arcbad to get back on now, these are technically his band of thugs)

the thug bashes the but of the riffle into malaks nose, to make sure the message was received.

Malak does not let the pain of his nose breaking interfer with his thought processes. He intentionally tips himself over, hoping that it looked like the impact itself did it.

(alirght im taking over talon for awile)

"get them off the floor!" a muscular figure says comming into the room, with a handful of heavily armed body guards following him.

without hesitation the thugs bring sayan, malak, and balgas back to their upright position. the body guards stare at the heros with a death glare watching every twitch.

the figure places his foot on one of runds on malak's chair, grabs malak by the throught and ripps him out of his restraints and holds him in the air. "you, you stopped my previous operation" he stares at malak with his upper lip raised. he then looks at the rest "where's that whore who helped you?"

sayan 3 regenerates the closes the stab wound from the shock sword. the authoritative thug along with three others watch him closly

Malak vaguely remembers the guy, after all as a Chimera he had pissed off a whole bunch of people. Free of his restraints, and in the air Malak whispers a single word. "Die," he says quietly. Immediatly Malak extends his scales, and he twists his body.
He chokes himself worse, but his death spiral activates causing Malak's saw-like scales to slash at the air, and anything in his personal space.

(just to let you know, this is the first meeting with talon. the executive guy in the first mission was working for talon)

talon backs off, having scratches along his arm.

one of the thugs near the back of the room, throws an endronian freeze disk which explodes at malak's feet, covering him in a yellow gewy liquid, which slowly crystalises and entraps him an a light blue crystal.

[hr]

"i had a chance" rindhunt crys into her legs "but i got scarred and ran, im such a..."

prescorpeon walks to the window wile rindhunt is sobbing. then interupts her "quiet... i first shoved it off as an inchangrant... but one of the energy sources disappeared"

"so? one of them lost"

"no, it was too fast. and even if one died, it would have been a pulse. this was a sudden cutoff"

"and that means?..."

prescorpeon looks at rindhunt "i dont know... care to investigate?"

During Malak's diversion, Balgas transforms his fingertips int the tip of a mantis arm, and uses it to cut the restraints. He quickly slinks into the shadows on all fours in a cat-like manner.

(remember draco, the team is being watched)

talon walk to a nearby table with a first aid kit on it and bandeges up his arms. wile doing so he gives the command to break malak out of the enerjon crystal and restrain him.

acting on orders five tugs pick up a set of drills. they drill one hole to the back of each leg, to the front of each wrist and to the back of the neck. then they fire long distance grappling hooks through the freshly drilled holes. the hooks peirce through and latch onto malak. they then attach the other end of the grapling lines to the surrounding support beams and activate the auto climb. the cables pull on malak putting enough force that the crystal shatters, and malak is then suspended in mid air by a makeshift rack.

the five bodyguards who escorted talon into the warehouse take out duel unicorn pulse blasters and fill the corner that balgas ran into with fire.

[hr]

prescorpeon and rindhunt are able sneak behind the warehouse through the shadows. as soon as the shadow portal closed they hear what sounds the glass shattering, followed by a barage of shots from unicorn pulse blasters which burst a hole through the wall of the second floor of the warehouse.

when the shooting stops prescorpeon pulls rindhunt ontop of a scafold thats ajacent to a window, they peer through.

"i thought the chimera interrogations were bloody" prescorpeon whispers

rindhunt summons her sword "MALAK!!" she screams as she brings her sword over her head to cut through the window. only to have the thug who was threatening malak before fire a grenade through the window into her chest.

"WAIT!" prescorpeon shouts, only to be muffled by the explosion

rindhunts body is flownback through the wall of an ajacent warehouse

((Insufficient distraction, I know but worth a shot))

Balgas gets hit by several shots, but not anywhere too serious. In a haze of pain Balgas, gets hit in the chest and falls backwards, out the hole.
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Malak's hears Rindhunt, but he cannot turn his head suffiecently to look. After the explosion Malak's face goes blank. "Rind," he says in an empty tone. Immediatly he snaps. In an instant his face contorts to an expression too hideous to be on a human.
No longer caring about pain, or damage, Malak transforms. As his mass increases he pulls down one support beam, and he struggles to yank down the second.