Chapter 1
As Whiskfang ran through the streets of New York he thought to to himself 'what am I doing here? oh yah I'm a werewolf on the run from 4 crazy hunters' As the gray, filthy wolf ran through New York he spotted one of the 4 hunters. It was the small and stout one with the long beard. He was always quiet for some reason. Whiskfang looked for another path to go through but there was only the one in front of him. When he was within 5 feet of him, the short man started running at him with a knife. He ducked quickly under the knife but he felt it cut off some of his hair. He started running faster then he ever had, knowing that if he didnt he might lose his life. As he rounded a corner he saw a small box and he knew that was his only chance. As he crept into the box he smelled the odor of a rotten McDonalds hamburger. You would find that smell anywhere in New York. Just then he heard the man run into the alleyway. His deep breathing could be heard from miles away. As he walked closer to the box Whiskfang held his breath. "Here doggy, doggy, here doggy" said the man with his deep voice. He was getting very close. He heard footsteps right next to the box and scrunched up even more. For a second he didn't hear anything, and then there was a sigh and the man said, "stupid dog" and whiskfang heard his bulky boots clanking away as he walked out of the alleyway. Whiskfang breathed out a sigh of relief and quickly regretted it. He heard the man jump around and start walking to where he was. Whiskfang knew this was it, it was all going to be over in just 10 seconds. He thought about all the great times he had had. All the fun he had with his best friend Milo the racoon. Where was Milo?* * *
Milo sat in his pet bed as his owner, Augie, watched TV. Milo had seen this show many times before when Augie forgot to turn the TV off, which was often. Milo was a lazy racoon that was-surprisingly-red! He was a very rare racoon so his owners never made him do anything dangerous like run, walk, or even move. The only time he ran jumped and did dangerous stuff was when he was with his best friend Whiskfang the werewolf. Sure, it was intimidating being friends with a werewolf but Whiskfang was a funny, nice, and good mannered animal. Pretty much the opposite of Milo, well atleast the good mannered animal part. Milo didn't see Whiskfang very often and as he thought about Whiskfang, at that moment, he wondered where he was and what he was doing. It seemed that Whiskfang was always getting in trouble but none of the trouble was life threatening. Just then he felt something in his stomach. It wasnt something physical but he did feel it. Then it happened. It was like a pop-up ad on a website but this time it was in his mind 'Whiskfang is in trouble'
* * *
'I am so glad this hunt is finally over' the stout hunter thought. Charles had been volunteered unwillingly by his brother who is the "big boss". Charles and 3 other bozos were hired to "catch a werewolf named Whiskfang" when charles had asked his brother why, he said that "the werewolf holds the key to everything" Charles didn't know what that meant but he went off to catch the werewolf. He didn't think that it would be so hard to catch one stinkin' werewolf. It had been 3 months since the chase had started and it was about to end because in the box a few feet away from him was the key to his happiness. The key to get back home to see his beautiful twin baby daughters. The key to see his lovely wife. The quest was all going to end right here. He walked right over to the box and looked inside, nothing. "Crap" he said and threw the box at the ground in frustration.
* * *
Whiskfang ran even faster then before. It wasn't long before the hunter realized that he wasn't in the box and started chasing after him. He needed to find somewhere to stay in the night where no one could find him. As he ran under a bridge he looked behind him, nothing. He breathed out a sigh of relief and right as he turned his head forward, he ran into something furry and red. He fell over and hit the concrete with a thud. He got up and straightened out his fur while saying, "You should really watch where your-" But as he looked up he was surprised to see a familiar face. Standing in front of him was his old pal Milo.
* * *
Milo was having mixed feelings at the moment. He was happy because he didn't have to walk very far (at all) to find Whiskfang. He was surprised that Whiskfang was all the way in this part of town and happened to run into him. Last, he was scared, he now knew Whiskfang was in trouble. Judging from the way that he was panting like he had been running for miles and the cuts in his fur told Milo that Whiskfang was being chased and obviously needed a place to hide. Augie was out of town for the weekend so why not? He grabbed onto Whiskfang before he could say a word and brought him into the house.
"Milo, how did you-"
"Who is chasing you and what is going on?"
Milo could tell that Whiskfang was speechless.
* * *
After Whiskfang explained about the 4 hunters that were trying to kill him and how the short one almost did and how he needed Milo to help him get rid of these hunters. This time Milo was speechless.
"So, what do you say?"
"I say..... well I say" It seemed as though Milo couldn't find the words to say
"I guess I'm in"
Whiskfang felt a happiness inside of him. A happiness that he hadn't felt in a long, long time. Now he wasn't just going to be running from crazy hunters who wanted to kill him, he was going to be running from crazy hunters who wanted to kill him with his best friend.
Chapter 2
As he walked into the gray building that night, Charles was scared. He didn't know what his brother was going to say when he would tell him that he lost the wolf. The key to happiness was gone. The key to happiness was gone and now it had a friend. A wierd red animal that looked like a raccoon. But there couldn't be red racoons, could there. He walked up the narrow wooden steps stressed out. 'Is he going to hurt me? is he going to kill me?' Charles thought about on his way up the stairs to the big office where his brother was waiting. 'He wouldn't kill his own brother, would he?' Now Charles was very worried. He stood facing the door. He lifted up his hand to knock but couldn't bring himself to do it. What if he does kill me?' He thought What would my wife do? Then again if he didn't knock on that door and tell him, he might find out that I lost him and kill me because I didn't tell him before' He was thinking about this too much 'My brother would never kill me' He thought as he opened the door. There on his laptop was the man Charles feared most. His brother and Boss, "John" He looked up from his computer screen as he heard the door close. His blue firey Looked at Charles and suddenly Charles felt more fear.
"What are you doing here Charles?" he said sounding curious but also annoyed.
"I... um... well I-"
"You better have a good reason to come in here and disturb my working time"
"Well I have a reason, but you might not like the reason
"What happened boy?" now he started to get scared, not the scaredy cat version, but the "did you ruin a big chance" version.
"Well I was on the tail of the wolf ok? and then i hear him in a box so i go over and get the box but then he leaves and..... i lost him and he left with another animal friend"
Charles could see the fiery in John's eyes he opened his mouth but nothing came out. Then he grabbed something and put it behind his back. Just then his face lit up not in the happy way, in the psycho happy way. He walked over to Charles still smiling like a psycho. Charles was very scared now. John went behind his back and pulled out a knife and put it right in front of Charles's neck. Charles went completely still. Apparently John would kill his own brother he slowly descended the knife into Charles's throaght. Charles could feel blood gushing out of his neck but managed to say,
"The racoon was red"
He felt the knife back out of his neck.
"A red raccoon, you say?"
* * *
As Milo showed Whiskfang his house Whiskfang thought 'You are so lucky! you actually have-had a normal life! With watching TV. and taking naps three times a day! I usually never sleep' 'But maybe this is a new start' He thought 'Maybe I can be like a normal pet, but no one ever wanted the big dog as their pet' Whiskfang complained to himself. But deep down inside Whiskfang didn't want an owner. He liked being free and being able to eat when he wants and sleep when he wants and not being put into tight clothes that looked ridiculous.
"Hey Milo?" he interrupted Milo's speech about the refrigerator
"Yah?"
"I haven't slept for a few days so if you could show me-"
"Oh yah sure"
They walked across the kitchen, took a left into a hallway and halfway through there was a door that said "Pet room" As they walked inside, Whiskfang fell in love. Everything and anything was here. There were big pet beds. Big food and water dishes. Fancy climbing things and the whole place smelled like dog food.
"That bed way over there is mine so pick anyone besides that one and make yourself at home!"
Whiskfang felt like he was at a fancy hotel. He picked a bed that was a good distance away from Milo's just in case he passed gas during the night and right when he touched the pillow, he fell asleep.
* * *
As Charles walked out of the room with bandages on his neck, he tried to process what just happened in that menacing and dark room. First it was regular, then John got mad, then his brother tried to kill him! Before that could happen, a red racoon saved his life and now he was on his way to find some werecoon which was a raccoon that changed into a human in the day. Was he dreaming? Was there actually werewolfs and werecoons? During his childhood he laughed and joked about werewolfs and now he was chasing one down and if he didn't he would die. Was this all just a joke? Then the joke had gone much too far. As he walked out of the gray, dull building he noticed something that he never noticed before. There was a door on the side of the building. He walked closer and saw that there were faded letters. He squinted his eyes and attempted at figuring out what the words were. 'Don...Don, Don, Oh! Don't! ok' This would be easy for anyone but Charles he was near sited and was getting older then you should to hunt down mythological creatures.Yet, he was very fit and healthy so he could run as fast as any 20 year old. 'Ok don't ca, ca, come! ok the next word is come. Don't Come... In!' He was shocked, was John keeping something from them? He didn't know if he should open the door. If there was something really disturbing in there, then he didn't want to go in, But if there was something that was really important and had to do with him, he opened the door and closed it behind him trying to be as quiet as a ninja. He looked around and his eyes widened. In front of him was every mythical creature, ever.
* * *
Whiskfang woke up and saw the sun shine through the window pane and land on him in little streaks. He didn't feel as furry and comfortable as he did last night. He felt cramped in the pet bed. He got up and didn't feel any fur on him. As he stood up he felt taller and more bare. Then he remembered, The Transformation! He had forgot to put clothes on before he went to bed, he was as nude like... a guy who was nude. He quickly ran over to the closet and found something decent to wear. It was just a white t-shirt that said "fatality" and some camouflage colored shorts. As he walked out into the kitchen he saw a man making eggs and bacon. Augie! of course he had totally forgotten about Milo's owner. He tried to jump back into the pet room before Augie saw him but it was too late. He looked scared, he grabbed a pan from the sink and held it up.
"Get out before i say 1 or else this pan will collide with your face"
* * *
As Augie looked up he started to freak out. 'What is this boy doing in my house? how did he get in?'
He hesitated and grabbed a pan. He held it up threatiningly. He threatened the boy but he could not hurt anyone. He thought it worked because the teenager looked scared
"I'm your..." the stranger hesitated "cousin"
"I don't remember having a cousin come over to my house"
"maybe you don't remember because... you bumped your head after the phone call!"
"So how are you already in my house?"
"The door was open"
"Oh, Milo" Augie muttered, irritated
"So what's your name?" Augie continued
"Whis-" the man hesitated again
'Is this boy really my cousin?' he thought
"Whis, What?"
"Whistle..... on Hank"
"Whistle o-"
"Its my nickname, my real name is Hank"
"Oh yah I think we might've, um sat next to each other on thanksgiving."
"So how old are you?"
"15" he answered without hesitation.
'Well atleast this boy, knows his age'
"Well alright..."
* * *
Whiskfang (Hank) was shocked. 'Augie actually bought that?' he thought in disbelief. As he was walking out onto the porch of the house, Augie called out one more thing.
"If you see my pet raccoon, Milo, bring him into the house ok? He always gets lost during the day and comes back at the night. He's red so its hard to miss him"
"Alright, I'll keep my eye out for him" Whiskfang said, trying not to chuckle.
He waited until Augie was out of sight and then he went behind the house, moved a big boulder out of the way, and jumped into that hole. Before Whiskfang had gone to bed Milo told him to do this in the day so that Augie wouldn't see him. 'To late for that' he thought as he touched down on the dirt floor.
It smelled like a few cans of coke and some Lays potato chips and as he looked around thats what he found. He also found a TV a couch a table in between the couch and the TV, there was also another teenage boy sitting on the couch playing castle crashers on Xbox. Then there was a mini fridge in the corner. 'Probably holding more Coke' He thought. Milo paused the game and walked over to Whiskfang
"Welcome to Paradise" He said with a smile.
Chapter 3
Charles couldn't believe his eyes. He had to be dreaming. He slapped himself in the face but to no avail, he wasn't sleeping and a few feet away from him was a white, fire breathing dragon. Charles was surprised he didn't pass out. He walked over to the dragon, that was the animal that had caught his eye. It opened its mouth but only smoke came out. "its ok, its ok, im friendly" Charles said in a comforting voice. "Sorry, sometimes i just get freaked out when I see new people." the dragon replied in a surprisngly high pitched voice. Charles jumped back, did that dragon just talk to him? It couldn't have, but lately alot of strange things had been happening.
* * *
Elora the coward dragon could tell that this man was completely scared. The look on his face told all. "Whats wrong" she said to the scared man. "Ya.. Ya.." He stuttered "You can t-t-talk" "
"Um yes, I can. I'm Elora" She stuck out her "Hand"
The man slowly walked forward and shook hands with the white dragon.
"I'm... Charles"
He started to get less stiff.
"Its nice to meet you!"she said, as happy as any dragon who had been locked up in a cage for 3 years can be.
"Now, I don't mean to be to pushy." She said, with a voice that should have belonged to a hotel manager apoligizing for a cockroach in someones bathtub.
"But can you please unlock this cage" She finished
"I want to feel the wind in my hair" She began again "breath in the fresh air! roll around in the-"
"Alright, alright!" said Charles skipping a 30 minute speech.
"I'll open it"
* * *
As Milo and Whiskfang pressed buttons on their xbox controllers in a series of patterns while the little characters on the screen in front of them did actions corresponding to the buttons they were pressing (videogames) they didn't have a clue that at one time in his life this skill would save his life. Just then Whiskfang heard something from behind him. He was about to tell Milo but that would make Milo paranoid and it might've just been his imagination, not a real sound. He heard it again, it sounded like a footstep in the dirt. This time he turned around to see who it was, this action had just saved. In front of the teenage boy was a big buff man with an ax leaning on his shoulder. Whiskfang screamed.
* * *
As soon as Milo heard his friend scream, he knew there was trouble. He immediately turned around and saw a big muscle-ey man with a sharp ax leaned against his shoulder. He looked like he was going to swing the ax down on Whiskfang! Milo predicted right. The ax came down and Whiskfang jumped off the couch just before the ax came down and struck through the coushin and stuffing flew everywhere. Milo couldn't see anything and at first he thought that that was a bad thing. Then he realized that the man couldn't see anything either, this was his chance. He headed for the exit and ran into something. He backed up and put his hands out. He felt metal bars. 'the ladder' he thought and moved his foot around until it touched the ladder. He started to climb up the ladder.
* * *
Elora felt something she hadn't felt in a long time, freedom. She walked out of the room and inhaled the fresh air and felt even more free. She wanted to fly all the way to China but this stranger had given her the freedom that she now had. She had to stick by him and obey his every word. For it was he who had set her free! The man slowly walked out and Elora noticed bandages on his neck and suddenly had a flashback of a man cutting her throat and then putting bandages on it. That man was the one who had trapped her in that cage for 7 years! As she thought about him she breathed fire out of her nose. She needed to get revenge on that man but if it failed she would be locked up or even killed. She needed a way that she would be certain that she could remove that man from the surface of the earth. Then it hit her! She was literally going to take the man off the surface of the earth.
* * *
As Whiskfang reached the top of the ladder he felt something grab onto his leg. 'The Hunter!' he thought as he shook his foot around and around. But the hunter only tightened his grip on Whiskfang then the grasp on his foot came off and without delay Whiskfang jumped onto the flat land and ran behind a rock. He peered over to the entrance and saw a red bushy hand, then a head then body then legs. Why, the hunter wasn't grabbing his legs. It was just his old pal Milo. He gave a silent signal to Milo to come over and Milo ran as fast as he could over to Whiskfang. He crouched down beside Whiskfang and panting, he said,
"i grabbed onto the hunters leg and he tried to shake me off but i stayed on. He must have run past you without you noticing"
Whiskfang dropped his head into his hands and started chuckling.
"That was my foot you wierdo!" He said, as he laughed at Milo's stupidity.
Milo started to laugh also but when they saw the man approaching them, they both went silent. He was panting louder then Milo was. He looked around and Milo and Whiskfang scrunched up behind the rock even more as he did so.
"I hate my job"They heard him proclaim as he walked away.
Chapter 4
As Elora flew back and forth through the hallways waiting for her master to come back, she thought about what was next in her life. Was she going to stay with her master forever? Was she ever going to kill that bad, bad man who had locked her up? It was all too much to think about. She needed to relax and focus on one thing. How she was going to punish that man. Maybe her master would help her. Then she thought of logic sense. The only way he would see the secret room was if he was coming out of the building where "the cager" lived. Elora's master must have been working for the cager! She needed to fly away before she got locked up again. Then something else hit her. No, something actually hit her. She got knocked on the side of her head with a grey brick she fell to the floor and the last thing she saw before she went unconscious was a tall man standing over her with a knife
* * *
* * *
As Charles walked out of the room with bandages on his neck, he tried to process what just happened in that menacing and dark room. First it was regular, then John got mad, then his brother tried to kill him! Before that could happen, a red racoon saved his life and now he was on his way to find some werecoon which was a raccoon that changed into a human in the day. Was he dreaming? Was there actually werewolfs and werecoons? During his childhood he laughed and joked about werewolfs and now he was chasing one down and if he didn't he would die. Was this all just a joke? Then the joke had gone much too far. As he walked out of the gray, dull building he noticed something that he never noticed before. There was a door on the side of the building. He walked closer and saw that there were faded letters. He squinted his eyes and attempted at figuring out what the words were. 'Don...Don, Don, Oh! Don't! ok' This would be easy for anyone but Charles he was near sited and was getting older then you should to hunt down mythological creatures.Yet, he was very fit and healthy so he could run as fast as any 20 year old. 'Ok don't ca, ca, come! ok the next word is come. Don't Come... In!' He was shocked, was John keeping something from them? He didn't know if he should open the door. If there was something really disturbing in there, then he didn't want to go in, But if there was something that was really important and had to do with him, he opened the door and closed it behind him trying to be as quiet as a ninja. He looked around and his eyes widened. In front of him was every mythical creature, ever.
* * *
Whiskfang woke up and saw the sun shine through the window pane and land on him in little streaks. He didn't feel as furry and comfortable as he did last night. He felt cramped in the pet bed. He got up and didn't feel any fur on him. As he stood up he felt taller and more bare. Then he remembered, The Transformation! He had forgot to put clothes on before he went to bed, he was as nude like... a guy who was nude. He quickly ran over to the closet and found something decent to wear. It was just a white t-shirt that said "fatality" and some camouflage colored shorts. As he walked out into the kitchen he saw a man making eggs and bacon. Augie! of course he had totally forgotten about Milo's owner. He tried to jump back into the pet room before Augie saw him but it was too late. He looked scared, he grabbed a pan from the sink and held it up.
"Get out before i say 1 or else this pan will collide with your face"
* * *
As Augie looked up he started to freak out. 'What is this boy doing in my house? how did he get in?'
He hesitated and grabbed a pan. He held it up threatiningly. He threatened the boy but he could not hurt anyone. He thought it worked because the teenager looked scared
"I'm your..." the stranger hesitated "cousin"
"I don't remember having a cousin come over to my house"
"maybe you don't remember because... you bumped your head after the phone call!"
"So how are you already in my house?"
"The door was open"
"Oh, Milo" Augie muttered, irritated
"So what's your name?" Augie continued
"Whis-" the man hesitated again
'Is this boy really my cousin?' he thought
"Whis, What?"
"Whistle..... on Hank"
"Whistle o-"
"Its my nickname, my real name is Hank"
"Oh yah I think we might've, um sat next to each other on thanksgiving."
"So how old are you?"
"15" he answered without hesitation.
'Well atleast this boy, knows his age'
"Well alright..."
* * *
Whiskfang (Hank) was shocked. 'Augie actually bought that?' he thought in disbelief. As he was walking out onto the porch of the house, Augie called out one more thing.
"If you see my pet raccoon, Milo, bring him into the house ok? He always gets lost during the day and comes back at the night. He's red so its hard to miss him"
"Alright, I'll keep my eye out for him" Whiskfang said, trying not to chuckle.
He waited until Augie was out of sight and then he went behind the house, moved a big boulder out of the way, and jumped into that hole. Before Whiskfang had gone to bed Milo told him to do this in the day so that Augie wouldn't see him. 'To late for that' he thought as he touched down on the dirt floor.
It smelled like a few cans of coke and some Lays potato chips and as he looked around thats what he found. He also found a TV a couch a table in between the couch and the TV, there was also another teenage boy sitting on the couch playing castle crashers on Xbox. Then there was a mini fridge in the corner. 'Probably holding more Coke' He thought. Milo paused the game and walked over to Whiskfang
"Welcome to Paradise" He said with a smile.
Chapter 3
Charles couldn't believe his eyes. He had to be dreaming. He slapped himself in the face but to no avail, he wasn't sleeping and a few feet away from him was a white, fire breathing dragon. Charles was surprised he didn't pass out. He walked over to the dragon, that was the animal that had caught his eye. It opened its mouth but only smoke came out. "its ok, its ok, im friendly" Charles said in a comforting voice. "Sorry, sometimes i just get freaked out when I see new people." the dragon replied in a surprisngly high pitched voice. Charles jumped back, did that dragon just talk to him? It couldn't have, but lately alot of strange things had been happening.
* * *
Elora the coward dragon could tell that this man was completely scared. The look on his face told all. "Whats wrong" she said to the scared man. "Ya.. Ya.." He stuttered "You can t-t-talk" "
"Um yes, I can. I'm Elora" She stuck out her "Hand"
The man slowly walked forward and shook hands with the white dragon.
"I'm... Charles"
He started to get less stiff.
"Its nice to meet you!"she said, as happy as any dragon who had been locked up in a cage for 3 years can be.
"Now, I don't mean to be to pushy." She said, with a voice that should have belonged to a hotel manager apoligizing for a cockroach in someones bathtub.
"But can you please unlock this cage" She finished
"I want to feel the wind in my hair" She began again "breath in the fresh air! roll around in the-"
"Alright, alright!" said Charles skipping a 30 minute speech.
"I'll open it"
* * *
As Milo and Whiskfang pressed buttons on their xbox controllers in a series of patterns while the little characters on the screen in front of them did actions corresponding to the buttons they were pressing (videogames) they didn't have a clue that at one time in his life this skill would save his life. Just then Whiskfang heard something from behind him. He was about to tell Milo but that would make Milo paranoid and it might've just been his imagination, not a real sound. He heard it again, it sounded like a footstep in the dirt. This time he turned around to see who it was, this action had just saved. In front of the teenage boy was a big buff man with an ax leaning on his shoulder. Whiskfang screamed.
* * *
As soon as Milo heard his friend scream, he knew there was trouble. He immediately turned around and saw a big muscle-ey man with a sharp ax leaned against his shoulder. He looked like he was going to swing the ax down on Whiskfang! Milo predicted right. The ax came down and Whiskfang jumped off the couch just before the ax came down and struck through the coushin and stuffing flew everywhere. Milo couldn't see anything and at first he thought that that was a bad thing. Then he realized that the man couldn't see anything either, this was his chance. He headed for the exit and ran into something. He backed up and put his hands out. He felt metal bars. 'the ladder' he thought and moved his foot around until it touched the ladder. He started to climb up the ladder.
* * *
Elora felt something she hadn't felt in a long time, freedom. She walked out of the room and inhaled the fresh air and felt even more free. She wanted to fly all the way to China but this stranger had given her the freedom that she now had. She had to stick by him and obey his every word. For it was he who had set her free! The man slowly walked out and Elora noticed bandages on his neck and suddenly had a flashback of a man cutting her throat and then putting bandages on it. That man was the one who had trapped her in that cage for 7 years! As she thought about him she breathed fire out of her nose. She needed to get revenge on that man but if it failed she would be locked up or even killed. She needed a way that she would be certain that she could remove that man from the surface of the earth. Then it hit her! She was literally going to take the man off the surface of the earth.
* * *
As Whiskfang reached the top of the ladder he felt something grab onto his leg. 'The Hunter!' he thought as he shook his foot around and around. But the hunter only tightened his grip on Whiskfang then the grasp on his foot came off and without delay Whiskfang jumped onto the flat land and ran behind a rock. He peered over to the entrance and saw a red bushy hand, then a head then body then legs. Why, the hunter wasn't grabbing his legs. It was just his old pal Milo. He gave a silent signal to Milo to come over and Milo ran as fast as he could over to Whiskfang. He crouched down beside Whiskfang and panting, he said,
"i grabbed onto the hunters leg and he tried to shake me off but i stayed on. He must have run past you without you noticing"
Whiskfang dropped his head into his hands and started chuckling.
"That was my foot you wierdo!" He said, as he laughed at Milo's stupidity.
Milo started to laugh also but when they saw the man approaching them, they both went silent. He was panting louder then Milo was. He looked around and Milo and Whiskfang scrunched up behind the rock even more as he did so.
"I hate my job"They heard him proclaim as he walked away.
Chapter 4
As Elora flew back and forth through the hallways waiting for her master to come back, she thought about what was next in her life. Was she going to stay with her master forever? Was she ever going to kill that bad, bad man who had locked her up? It was all too much to think about. She needed to relax and focus on one thing. How she was going to punish that man. Maybe her master would help her. Then she thought of logic sense. The only way he would see the secret room was if he was coming out of the building where "the cager" lived. Elora's master must have been working for the cager! She needed to fly away before she got locked up again. Then something else hit her. No, something actually hit her. She got knocked on the side of her head with a grey brick she fell to the floor and the last thing she saw before she went unconscious was a tall man standing over her with a knife
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