Three days have passed since the little trip to the outskirts with Cook. Jonh, Suzan and Carol left Owen and Phyro alone in the hotel room. With nothing to do Owen starts replenishing and maintaining his gear while Phyro chewed on piece of jerky. He takes out his worn out gear and rest It on the bed. The first thing he does is check his firearm.
*scrub scrub*
*unloads magazine*
*recks slide*
The boy, remembering what his uncle had told him, carefully checks the chamber and sees specs of gunpowder embedded on It. Pointing the barrel agains the lamp he sees a crust of greese and gunpowder starting to clogging up the entrance.
*scrub scrub*
“Cleaning rod……Where is It?”
*shuffle shuffle*
"There It is.”
Using an old piece of cloth he rammed It through the gun. The gunk was spilled out from the gun and into the cloth. He put It aside for now.
“Maybe I should try to sow……What do you think Phyro?”
“Fuah?”
*munch munch*
“Are full?”
*negative nod*
“Hummmm……Then I will wait mommy and daddy to come back.”
With nothing else to do Owen goes to watch the town from his window. Although the snow partily covered his vision the boy felt some calm.
*knoc knoc knoc*
“Mommy!!!!! Daddy!!!!!”
The boy quickly goes to answer the door.
*opens door*
“Hello son!!!!”
*pat pat*
“Sweet hearth we brought something to you.”
“And for Phyro?”
“For him too.”
“Have you beem a good boy, Owen.”
“Of course, Suzan.”
“Then what’s all that?”
She points out to his gear spread all around the bed.
"Augh……I was…..Cleaning my gear”
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“(smug) Hummmm……..Right…..I will let It slide this time.”
“Sorry.”
“If you want me and Jonh can sleep on the bed….”
“Don’t worry Carol I was just teasing him.”
“No fair!!!”
*giggle*
Jonh and Carol left the groceries on the table nearby. Suzan went straight to work alongside with Carol. Jonh tries to leave the room the room with no warning.
“Where are going, daddy?”
“I have……I need to talk with your uncles and Cris.”
“Can I go with you?”
*pat*
“Just adults this time, son.”
“Are worried, daddy?”
“Just a little……Two days left, right?”
“Yes….”
“Don’t worry we did in Richmont and Washington……We will survive this one too.”
“……ok.”
*closes door*
The boy returns and goes ask his mother If she could fix her body armour.
“I don’t know If I can do this right now, sweethearth.”
“Really mommy?”
“Yes and……I’am a little busy right now.”
“Ok…..I will do It.”
“Sorry If I could’nt help.”
The boy starts scribbling in his notebook.
“Phyro?”
“Fuah.”
*fuoshhhh*
*bright flash*
“What the hell?”
In a few moments a sewing kit was created and was now in the hands of the boy.
“Ok…..Now I pass…..”
*ouch*
*ouch*
*ouch*
The little boy struggles to sew a little hole on his gear. He is almost brought to the brink of the tears.
“What a mother am I? Let me help you sweethearth.”
*sewing sewing*
Carol smoothly and quickly patched the holes and tears of his gear.
“All patch up.”
“Yay!!!!”
“Wait!!!! Wait!!!! What the hell was that!!!????
Carol and Owen froze up for a moment scared by the screams of the researcher.
Trying to gather her thoughts and make sense of the situation she finally mutter her words of disbelif. She quickly skids towards the other bed changing her gaze from the sewing kit to the dragon.
“What!?!?!? Was that!?!?!”
Carol akwardly tries to calm down her co-worker.
“Now….Now…..Just calm down….I think you’re tired and all of that.”
“What are you saying Carol!!?!?!?! Did’nt you see a……a…..a miracle happening before our eyes?”
*grabs sewing kit*
“The dragon…..made……made matter from nothing.
*rustling paper*
“Don’t you see this will change every-”
“Then what miss Suzan?”
Positioning himself in front of Phyro Owen stand firmily in guard of his buddy.
“I understand your feelings Owen. But can’t you see this could be a way out-”
“(quietly) No.”
“We could manufacture everything take back thus country and even the word….Please Owen.”
Suzan steadily but slowly started to reach out for Phyro.
*slaps hand*
“I said no!!!!”
Suzan stops for a moment but not for long.
*sigh*
“Owen this not a matter of choosing. Phyro is our solution we need to study this futher…….”
The boy embraces the little dragon.
“No you won’t take him away!!!!!”
His mother trying to descalate the situation gently starts pushing her aside.
“Let’s calm down a little…..I will pour you a drink of water how about that.”
“No Carol you don’t understand. Your child holds the key to this to stop apocalipse.”
*gentle push*
“(nervous) I’am sure is not that simple. Hehhehe. And If I remember correctly we have a deal to not mess with us……remember?”
“I’am sure we talk about the specifics later but him being able to make thing puff out of nowhere was not in capabilities. Am I right Carol?”
“We could not-”
“How long did you held that information from me?”
“I mean…….I just…….I’am sorry.”
Suzan pushes Carol away and start making her towards the boy and the dragon.
*hugs harder*
“Let me see him!!!”
Suzan starts struggling with Owen for Phyro. In a flash Carol tries to pull Suzan away from the struggle but her flimsy arms could not do much to stop her.
*struggle struggle*
“Let go of my friend!!!!!!”
“We need him!!!!!!”
“Stop you two!!!!!”
Owen gathering almost all of his strengh and although being held by the arms of a adult he throws one last hail mary. His arm bulge and with the strenght surpasing that of a grown man he pushes away Suzan.
“Go away!!!”
*push*
*thud*
*thud*
Tired from the struggle both Carol and Suzan rest on the floor after being pushed by Owen. Owen on the hand feels his arm burn and heat up worse than a fever. Even that he suck up the pain and embraces his friend once again.
“Fuaaah.”
“I will not let then take you away from me.”
“Tell me Owen.”
“Shut up!!!!! I hate you!!!”
“Listen to me. So you are willing to let then suffer…….That girl Mary back at Richmont. Ben and the others mountaineers. Even your family. They are all fighting like hell.”
“Do think I don’t know that?!?!?”
“Then why not alliviate their suffering a little bit. We could create medical supplies for Mary and others with her condition. We could build back the US military so your family and other families could feel safer in their own lands. Are truly able to sacrifice all of that for one………monster?”
Owens blood boils but he tries to control his instincts of thrashing Suzan.
“Yes I’am willing to. I know what you do with them……I will not betray my friend.”
“So be It.”
Suzan calmly got up and goes to leave the room.
*opens door*
“Is everything alright Suzan?”
“Not now Jonh.”
“But I heard screams.”
“Just leave me alone.”
Suzan moves away from Jonh and starts decending the stairs to the lobby.
“Honey?”
“Yes.”
“We need to talk.”
“Ok.”
*closes door*
Suzan decended with her hearth still pounding in her cheast. She tries her hardest to not boil over. For a moment she goes to the outside ignoring all of the staff trying to talk to her. She then skids away to a back alley nearby.
Using a strange device that looked like an old school cellphone she makes a call to an unknown individual.
“(unknown language) Sorry almost lose my cool out there.”
“(unknown language) I saw everything. So It truly exist?”
“(Unknown language) Yes the boy and the dragon……They are prime targets……But I will not be able to take then away now.”
“(unknowm language) Roger that…..We too could not make a move right now. Supplies are low.”
“(unknown language) How much time do I got left?”
“(unknown language) Two years……You have to secure the targets and meddle in the human political system.”
“Roger that.”
*click*