After the mission they went back to the convoy. Not miles away was the mississipi river. The little trip was ending. Owen looks at the now destroyed bulding and imagines what they were before all of this. But now It was not the time they were about to cross the Mississipi river.

*Bending steel*

"Holymolly, Is this even safe?"

"It’s made to be destroyed, Sam, They probaly think the werewolves are going to try to cross the river."

A few miles down the road a heavely fortified compound apper on the horizon. It was surronded by small camps, most of which were in horrible conditions.

*radio static*

"(radio) Welcome to the FOB!!"

"Cris?!!? How in the world did you get our frequency!??!"

"(radio) Don’t worry about It."

Jonh stick his neck out to the front row.

"So, why did you bring us here?

-(radio) There’s someone that wants to meet you."

"May I ask who ?"

"(radio) That’s confidential."

*radio static*

As they got close the convoy disbanded in multiple directions, but Owen’s trailer kept going forward towards the imposing forteress. Maybe Owen might not see his town folks for a long time. Suddenly the rest of the convoy stops at the gates of the compound. He looks at the camera

"Tenent Cris, reporting from the mission."

The gates open and they were let in. The place was a military base, soldiers running around shouting orders and trainning. There tons and tons of ammunition and military vehicles were being repair. They were certanly waiting for something. Strangely enough traders were let in the cidadel they had put out their tents with products ranging from food to ammo.

Jonh, Sam and Mike get out the vehicle and start walking towards Cris.

"So, what do you wanna us here for?"

"For the moment, nothing, just get yourself cozy."

"what ‘bout the money?"

"Sure thing, I will talk to my superior and see what he can do."

*pat on the shoulder*

"well, this certanly brings back memories, huh?"

"Just for you Mike."

"Yeah! I don’t wanna mingle with the feds."

"Then why don’t we buy supplies here"

*door opens*

"Hi honey, long trip, wasn’t It?"

"Hi dad!!"

"Fuaaaah"

*hugs*

"Yeah, let’s see If we can buy something at that tents."

The group decides to go shopping to ease the tention of the last days. The place was pack with military personel along side with hunters from all over the country.

*chatter chatter*

"Welcome looking for ammo?"

"Have 12 gauge?"

"of course."

*shuffle shuffle* *slam*

"Hummm….give me 3 box of odd-buck. Do you accept old money?"

"Yes."

The vendor notice that Mike has a night vision optic.

"Hey sir looking for batteries."

"Well, If you have for them."

"certanly."

The vendor installs a new batterie for his gogles.

While Mike and Sam were buying their stuff Jonh takes his family for shopping

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*chatter chatter*

"Look honey, there’s a lot of vegetables here."

"If you wanna you can buy I have the money from the job."

*grabs*

"Dad Buy that piece of meat Phyro is hungry."

"fuaaahh(drowls)"

"(huff) Alright just wait here with your mother."

Jonh goes to negociate the piece of meat. Owen stays with his mother and he plays with Phyro. But Owen notice a military man pointing at him.

"Hey young man, Do you wanna toy?"

"Can I see?"

The little one gets distracted and when turns back Phyro was not there anymore. He closes his eyes and tries to listen for the dragon’s cries.

*huff huff huff*

*chatter chatter chatter*

"(faint)fuahhh-sizzle"

Owen runs to a unknow location leaving his parents behind.

*shoves shoves*

"Hey watch It kid"

"Sorry!"

He runs towards the faint cries of his friend. His forehead sweats. The fear in his body mix with rage. The body feels light, the muscles stronger than ever before. Then he sees a group of soldiers guarding a white coat individual. For a glimpse Owen sees the distant golden pattern of Phyro’s wing.

Owen came rushing through. He pushes the strange individuo to the ground. The soldiers did’nt even see the boy.

*bam*

"aegh!! What the he-"

*racks gun*

"(tears) Give back my friend!!!"

The woman holding Phyro let go of her grip and puts her hand above her head.

"(crying)fuaaahh!"

*sizzle*

*raises rifle*

"Lower the weapon boy!!!!"

Hearing the comotion the people of the fair gather to see the standoff. They watch in awe as Owen is connered by more soldiers as more time passes.

Seeing the aglomeration of people Jonh, Carol, Sam and Mike too came to see what is going on. Jonh and Carol thinking Owen could be in there start looking for him

*chatter chatter*

"Sorry, I’am looking for my son."

"Have you see him ? Brown hair, small?"

*shove shove*

"Sorry…..passing throu-"

Jonh by shoving aside the people forming the crowd finaly saw. His cold sweat runs through his forehead, but his blood boils with rage. Without realizing his legs started walking unconsciously.

*tackles*

"Leave me!!! Whay are pointing you’re weapons at my son!!!"

"Calm down, sir. This will only take a minute."

"There’s no, need lower your weapons soldiers. this is an order."

The soldiers confuse looks towards the man giving It. But as they look at the purple heart in the cheast of the man they instaly lower their weapons and salute him.

"Yes sir, Tenent Cris."

"Thank you all. Now Owen."

*huff huff*

-Lower the weapon this person wasn’t going to do anything to Phyro.

*nods in understanding*

Owen lowers his weapons, the soldiers let his father get up and they put their guns on safe. the situation is slowly defused.

While this is happening a Woman in military uniform slowly aprouches the comotion.

"I think we need to have a word, little mister Saverin"

As the situation calm down and the people disperse Owen and Jonh were taken to the barracks. She did not speak a word to them, only guided them deeper and deeper into the military facility.

*swipe swipe* *beep beep*

"Please enter."

the room as sterily clean, only the bright Flouresen light filled the room furnished with only a table and a vancat sit. The woman hastly stands next to the men on the other side of the table. Jonh picks up Owen and puts him on the vancanty chair alongside Phyro that quickly cuddles Owen.

"So, we meet again mister Saverin."

"…..It’ a pleasure to meet you again, Sargent."

"No need for formalities call me, Muller."

"Then, why did you call my son and I here, sargent muller."

"Well, something caught my attention in the last few days."

Muller pushes a file towards Owen and Jonh. When Jonh opened his face went pale.

"Strange don’t you think. I could find everything about you and your pals, but not a single thing about the boy."

"(tsk) What do you mean by all of this ?"

"In short, we have a minor, who is trained and has combat experince working alongside a unusual pet. We might need to take him."

*grips*

"(under breath)You litt-"

"Dad?"

Jonh was holding back his anger. But the woman quickly intervenes in the conversation.

"Don’t worry mister Saverin we have no intention of taking your son from you. We just want him or you to sign this."

the woman slides a paper towards them. Jonh bends over to read It.

*shuffle shuffle*

"…..This is a military service contract!!!! The hell, he is just a child!!!"

Sargent muller calmly places a pen on top of the paper.

"This is a dire situation I hope you can understand. Think on the bright side he will have a job and a salary of a full blown soldier."

"If I refuse?"

"Then we will need to take some actions. For example take the dragon and you’ll lose costudy over your son."

Jonh is frozen. He tries to calculate the next move but is unable to take the stand. Owen Looks at his scalie friend and without even thinking twice he picks the pen.

*scribble scribble*

"There mister sargent."

"Much appreciated kid."

Jonh looks in disbelif at the attitude of his son. Frustated He lives the room without a word. He drags Owen with him.

"…..Dad I’am sorry(sobbing)"

"………There’s no need to cry I know you did It for Phyro…..You’re braver then me."

"But what will do?!!!(sobbing)"

"Don’t worry daddy will find a way…..Daddy will find a way."

Jonh embraces his Owen as his tears soaks Jonh’s shirt. Now only time will tell about the hastly and emotionally charged decision taken by Owen.

The dawn fell and as the night aprouch the group decide to hold a meeting around the camfire. They lay down some chair and start a small fire. Mike sits next to Jonh as Sam went to buy some beers.

*Pop* *fizzle*

“You look worried Jonh.”

“(huff) Do you think they can take Owen away from me ?”

“there’s a possibility”

“What bout the civil liberties or some thing like that ?”

“Martial law Jonh, they can do anything they want”

Sam sneakly suprise and give them a hug.

“So, what are talking about.”

*Pop* *fizzle* *gulp gulp*

“Nothing…”

“Jonh is worried about the feds, they said they would take Owen.”

*grip* *crack*

“Don’t worry bud If they try we shoot them dead!!”

“Keep this between us, Carol don’t need to hear this.”

Carol aprouches the group.

“How you boys doing?”

“Is Owen sleeping?”

“Yes honey, although was a little strange sobbing and said he was going to sleep with phyro today.”

“Heh, let him be Carol. It was a difficult trip.”

“Ahhff. Hope he to get better tomorrow.”

Unbeknwost to Carol Owen was pretending to sleep. To not get caught by Carol he covers his face with his covers.

*rustle rustle*

“think she is gone Phyro.”

“Fuahhhh.”

“You heard what those men said…..They were going to take me and you”

“Fuahhh”

*sizzle sizzle*

“That’s right we need to get prepper!!!

*scribble scribble scribble*

“Can you do the thing you did when we met?”

Owen pick ups the paper he was drawing with. In It depics a sort of attachment for his pistol. He stretch the paper and shows It to Phyro.

“Fuahhhh”

*humming noise*

“(quietly) please don’t burn my hands.”

In a turn of events The flames did not burn the paper or Owen. With a bright light the object drawn by Owen stretch and morphed to become what Owen imagines.

*gasp*

Owen’s face transforms from a worried expression to a exited one that immediatly turned to a determid one.

“Huh, We have a lot of work to do Phyro”