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LAST NIGHT
Groaning, I opened my eyes and looked about at the unfamilier settings. It took me a moment or two before I realized that I had finally transformed back into my human form. Testing the chains that bound me to the table, I grinned as I realized just how weak they were. Snapping the chains as though they were string, I rolled off the table. Stepping through the only exit, I saw I was going to have to fight my way out.

As I knocked the last guy out by slamming the end of the pole on his skull, a sharp pain washed through me. Dropping the pole, I fell to the ground clutching my head. Yelling as the pain intensified, I was dimly aware of a shadow portal opening up beneath me. The next thing I knew, I was in the WTGR talking to Chazu and finding out that the Dylos had kidnapped me; and I had no memory of anything between deciding to kill the greenstick slayer that had attacked me, and entering the WTGR.

THIS MORNING
Swimming up to the edge of the river that she was thrown into last night, the Dylos' inherit grin widened. That fool of a four blood demon had helped her out more than he realized. If he had not thrown the dragon into the river like he did, the Dylos would have remained sealed within. However, since that four blood did her a favor, the Dylos thought she might return it.

"M-mom, is that you?"

Whirling about, the dylos glared at two girls carrying a panda, a yeti, a fox, a dog, and two cats--one black one white--between the two of them. Scenting the air, the Dylos realized that the redhead child was the offspring of the dragon she inhabited and the other had something to do with the four blood demon. The child had long red hair, cat ears, cat paws, and a cat tail. At the same time the Dylos realized this, the animals the girl was carrying began to growl.

"You're...you're not mom," the girl said, taking a step back.

"Indeed not," the dylos said, advancing on the child while summoning a sword. Pausing, the Dylos appeared to be struggling against something or someone. "Shal...Wynn...run!...Now!...It's not safe!"

Leaping clear of the girls, the animals surged towards the Dylos. Regaining control of herself, the Dylos summoned a sword and cut them down. Swinging the blade in the air, the Dylos approached the two shocked girls.

"RUN! NOW!" "Don't listen to her. You two need to die."

Grabbing the redhead's paw in her own, the greenhaired girl took off as fast as she could. Easily following the two, the Dylos waited until the perfect chance presented itself before attacking. Tripping over a root, the redhead slammed face first into the ground.

"SHALIMAR!" the green haired girl yelled, spinning around in time to see the Dylos sink it's blade into the redhead's back.



Yanking the blade out of the redhead, the Dylos approached the greenhaired girl.

"You hurt, possibly killed, my friends and Shalimar," the girl said, lowering her eyes.

"That's it, accept your death child."

"NO!" the girl said, looking up with hate-filled eyes. Crossing her arms over her chest, the girl threw them out to her sides and yelled, "CYCLONE STORM!"

A sudden spinning wind filled the clearing where the three of them were at; however it was focused on the Dylos. Splitting into four seperate tornadoes, the attack lifted the Dylos into the air. Swearing, the Dylos summoned a vale of shadows to transport her out of danger.