Mark got to his feet, and put himself between Silver and Owen. "How about we come up with a compromise?" Mark asked, trying to stay on his feet.

Felicia stumbled backwards, and fell to the floor. "Ow," she whispered before she became just like Sparky. Felicia wanted to help, to get everyone out, and to get those evil flea bags (Owen and Bone) out of here, but those chances were slim to none.

"And why," he puased for a moment to take a shaky breath "should we do that?"

Bone watched Zephar, not really doing anything just waiting for him to make his move.

Ranger walked through the school door, Blister had sent him because Bone and Scar where taking awhile to come back. He spotted Sparky laying on the ground and stifled a squeal of delight, she was right in front of him. He hurried over to her, pausing as she lifted her head, hands shaking he took out a sleep dart and stabbed her with it, relived when she went limp in his arms.

"So then there is no more blood fallen over the silly topic of you taking back someone that doesn't want to be with you." Mark said, venom dripping from his words.

"I can do what I want," he said giving him an angry glare "and you can't stop me," he forced the words out, growling.

Ranger picked up Sparky, almost collapsing under her weight, why does she have to be so heavy? Finally after a couple seconds of struggle he was finally able to pick up Sparky without dropping her. He started to bring her with him to Blister's place, ignoring all the consequences it could cause.

"Really?" Mark said darkly, silently willing Owen to give up. He hated for it to got this far, but he would do anything to stop this from happening. He had to check on the rest of his pack. They were all most likely in danger.

"I don't care," he said bluntly trying to catch his breath, his voice shaky. He didn't care about anyone, they never cared about him, the only person that cared about him was torn to shreds.

Ranger walked out the school, willing himself to go faster.
"Why are you so heavy Sparky," he muttered under his breath as he struggled to carry her, it was probably because he didn't exercise a lot.

Silver growls at them, "We have more to worry about then him. Mark go find Sparky while I deal with Owen."


Zephar ducks under the swipe and goes for an uppercut to the jaw or anything else that would cause damage.

"Better things to deal with," he repeated obviously upset at her remark "I am something hard to deal with."

Bone let himself fall on his back before kicking up with his hind legs. After he made contact with something he flipped back up so he was standing, crouching down, figuring out where to strike next.

Zephar was trying to figure out how to defeat Bone.


"Sorry but protecting Sparky is a bigger problem," Silver replies.