Lone my dear!
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Thread Topic: Lone my dear!
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They worked in efficient groups, going through the room. Inside through drawers, in the bathroom, under the bed. Finally three approached the closet and swung it open.
Almost instantly Flight was attacking. She had two men knocked out with pressure points before they even registered her presence. -
Jaxon sprang right after she did and grabbed one in his arms, easily knocking him out and aiming to go for a second and third.
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Only a moment after the werewolves attacked, one grabbed Flight by the arm and twisted it viciously. She let out a sharp yelp, arching her back. Three of the remaining agents aimed dart guns at Jaxon.
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Jaxon held the one he knocked out in his arms. "Let her go.." He growled darkly. His eyes where a bright luminous yellow an his canines poked from his lips slightly.
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One of the dart guns went off, sinking into Jaxon's arm. The leader spoke calmly, "The stuff inside the dart is created especially for werewolves. You'll be out within fifteen seconds."
Flight let out a small, wild cry as her other arm was jerked around at a painful angle. -
Jaxon started to see black and the man fell from his arms. "Flight.." He whispered and gave a strangled cry before his eyes rolled back and he slumped to the floor with a loud thud.
Cammi ran in suddenly. "Jaxon!" She screamed in horror. -
Lara was two steps behind Cammi, and her eyes narrowed.
With a small gesture, the leader had commanded all of the conscious men in the room to aim guns at the two. "We mean no harm, but if you lift a finger against us we will shoot." He warned. Only the man holding Flight didn't move. She watched it all with wide, terrified eyes. -
Cammi stepped forward and pulled Jaxon into her lap. "This is your fault.." Whispers and looks at Flight with pained filled eyes.
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Flight shrank back as far as she could as if the words were physically inflicted. She was starting to shake again. "No, I..." She trailed off. What else could she say?
Lara moved over besides Cammi without another word, feeling for Jaxon's pulse.
Slowly the agents started to leave the room, single file. -
Jaxons pulse was beating rapidly under his skin and he had a slight feverish warmth to it. He groaned and Cammi let out a cry of relief.
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Flight fixed her eyes on Jaxon's face as she was dragged out. She didn't resist. It was what she deserved, after all.
Lara smiled with relief and gently ran her hands through her son's hair. "Go get a wet cloth." She told Cammi. -
Cammi nodded and went into the bathroom. She walked out a moment later and handed the cloth to Lara.
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Once they got outside of the building, the agents handcuffed her. She winced as she did. There was silver in the cuffs, threaded so sparingly in them that there was only a slight burning on her skin.
Lara laid the cloth on Jaxon's forehead. -
Jaxon shifted and groaned. "Flight.." He rumbled reaching out for her hand.
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