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(Victoria's POV)

She'd woken up first but had been to terrified, too shocked to say a word or move. He had her. And now? He had her new friends as well. How on earth was she going to get them out and safe before he did to them what he'd done to her? Blinking up at the ceiling, she was nearly in tears. Hearing Autumn call for them to wake made her jump.

(Aurora's POV)

Gasping awake at Autumns shouts, Aurora found herself unable to move. "Autumn, Selinia, Phoenix, Victoria? You guys here? And the girl with the guitar? Are you here too, honey? I didn't catch your name," she called. "Everyone okay?" She was wiggling her hand against the pocket of her cloak. She had a knife there for just this situation.

(Unknown POV)

He walked out of the shadow's and smiled at them. "Oh, I wouldn't bother with that knife. And trying to gnaw through it will take ages. Why don't you all just relax? I'm going to perfect you. Free you of that which holds you back. I know you've met my petite papallion, my little butterfly." He still wore his mask as he walked over to Victoria. She screamed, begging him not to hurt her.

Jason woke up. He looked around but the place he was at was so dark he couldn't see a thing. His scythe will return to him soon. He just needed to find where in the name of Stevens is he. He tried to move but he couldn't. his arms and body were tied to what seemed to be a pillar. "Ughhh" he groaned, pulled a knife out of his sleeve nad cut throught the ropes. "GOT YOU" he heared and before he could react a bag was placed on his head and he was forced to obey. "He'll pay good money for you boy. This little blondy boy saved you but now you're going to meet him. i heared he captured some other little snappers like you". The man laughed insanely. Great he thought now what?. The bandiys put a blindfold on him and dragged him.

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~pokes you all~

Autumn grinds her teeth and stares at the man, her eyes dark.

"What do you want?" she screamed, face red. She tugged against her binds. "Give me back my wings!" She felt very bare and vulnerable without them.


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Coal landed with a muffled thud. Hazel was running up and down his back in excitement. She was whirring loudly, "This is it! This is it! This is it! This is it!"

"Calm down, Hazel. You're going to break something or overheat, and Autumn isn't here yet to repair you. I do not possess the same knowledge of your physiology as she does," Coal rumbled. The creature on his back slowed, and her gears quieted a bit. He needed her focused, as hard as he knew that would be. "Please, try to stay calm and focused." He turned his head around and held her gaze. "Their lives could depend on it. Do you understand? Autumn's life," he emphasized, "could depend on it."

"Yes, Coal," the little thing whispered. She returned her gaze to the building in front of them. A huge, beautiful estate, with ornate lanterns and railings hanging from balconies of grand spires, and a tall wall with ivy crawling up it sat behind the house. Hazel caught movement in the corner of her eye, on one of the and her head instinctively jerked towards it. "Coal, look," she squeaked.

"I see them too," he agreed. He took a few steps back so that they were in the shadow of a nearby tree. Perched all over the house, large black birds peered into the night, their eyes glowing red, piercing the darkness. The house was much less inviting once one noticed them. "Crow-cams," Coal said, and one of the crows snapped its head around, looking him in the eye. He held its gaze for a few minutes, Hazel as still as death on his back, until it finally looked away.

Hazel tugged on one of Coal's scales. He turned, and she pointed at the wall. Understanding, he nodded, and grabbed her. Gripping her in one claw, he snapped a branch off of the tree. This time, a few crows looked their way. Opening his mouth slightly, Coal created a spark, sticking the branch in his mouth. The spark struck it and it lit up. He threw it onto the gravel walkway leading to the house, the opposite direction of the wall. He then launched Hazel into the air, and she landed on the wall, gripping the ivy. She barely made a sound as she worked her way up.

The crows were staring at the twig Coal had lit on fire, and a few of them moved closer to it. While they were distracted, he backed into the trees surrounding the property. He glided through the forest a few yards away from the wall and gave out a small roar. He immediately ran farther away, roaring slightly louder. At this point all of the crow-cams had begun moving towards the sound of his voice, a few taking to the air. He ran farther away, this time roaring loudly. The crows began squawking and diving towards the forest. Their red eyes searched for a target they couldn't see. Coal grabbed another twig and lit that one, tossing it to where the birds could see. They all began cawing like mad and attacking the stick. Coal ran back to the wall and lightly flew over it. Hazel jumped onto his back, and the two remained alert.

They were in a garden, but it was not as neat and clean as the house. Upon first seeing the house, it looked well-cared for and lived-in, but the garden showed no signs of recent activity. Withered plants hunched in corners, shriveled grape vines grasped at them as they passed underneath, and they worked their way around, searching for a place to get in. They listened closely, but the only sound they could hear was a gentle drip, and the occasional crow shriek.

"What about there, Coal?" Hazel asked, pointing at a hatch in the ground. "That probably leads to the basement, right?"

"Yes. We will have to be careful. I don't know how far into the house I can follow you. I will not likely fit," he rumbled. Hazel leapt off of his back and onto the door, squeezing through a little hole at the base. Click! Coal pulled the door and it opened. Hazel climbed back on, shivering at the pitch black hallway before them. Together, they ventured into the dark.

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bump

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Phoenix glared at him. "What do you mean 'perfect us'?" He asked. "And leave her alone." He called. This man was nuts. He had to figure a way out of this.

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Raika glared at Phoenix from quite a distance. Her vision is very good and she can see very clear from a long distance, like her hearing. But her social competences... are the worst. She just looks at Phoenix.

Weird... what is he meaning? Perfecting? Isn't that a good thing? I remember, that she always told me, that I'll be perfect, before I escaped, but... he is different. I see him and don't hear him from a speaker. And he wants to protect 'her'...

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Selinia jerked at her bonds. This man wanted to violate her body, to deform her more than she already was. She began to violently thrash, attempting to free herself. "Not again! Not ever again!" She gritted her teeth, calming herself slightly. At least to the point where she stopped shaking. "If you so much as touch me I will end you. I'll tear your throat out with my teeth if I have to!" She growled. A slow, hysterical grimace crept across her face. "Hey, why not let me up? I bet I could do some perfecting of my own."

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I like her style... the confidence of speaking... the choosing process of those words... she could help me with my escape.

Raika wanted to come closer, but she went slow.

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(Unknown's POV)

"What do I want? I want to help you. To free you," he told them, stepping first towards Autumn, brushing her hair back behind her ear. "You'll get your wings, sweet heart. Just hold on." Then he went to Phoenix. He caught Phoenix's chin, making him look into his eyes. "You are going to be like her, only you'll all be complete when I am done." Coldly, he calculated Selinia as he moved towards her. "Why should I let you up? It serves no purpose. You just lay there and relax." "Leave them alone!" Aurora called out, "Leave them all alone. Why don't you dome here? Let me up? I'm a lady, unable to defend myself. I'll challenge you to a duel! If I get the better of you and draw blood first, you let us all leave." He looked at her before throwing his head back and laughed.

Raika got near them and looks at the unknown person, not saying anything and holding her device in her hands.

I can't shoot him away... darn.

She looks over to Aurora.

You are so...

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Jason felt that he was thrown on trhe ground. Leather belts were holding his hand and legs, a blindfold on his eyes and something like a handkerchif in his mouth. He was sooo hopeless and helpless. "Dam it...i hate this so much" he thought. He couldn't move and something was wrong - his scythe wasn't comming back..."We want the money" he heard his Kidnapers speaking. "You wanted the boy right? I don't get it - you have so many new ones but whatever. Now pay us!"

Raika looked at Aurora. Her device is glowing blue, like it was used before and she looks at Aurora. She still is not able to speak and does not talk to them. She isn't even sure, if she is being noticed, but she doesn't even care.

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BUMP!

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