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The others stood in a shocked state as Mig and Benglo cackled. They didn't even notice when the two Fearcats disappeared. Will was the first to react as he scrambled to his feet, which seemed to stir Dax, Rose and Mack into action as they joined Will in running over to their fallen friends.

"Guys!" Will stated as he slid to his knees by the pair of still bodies. Mack and Dax caught up to him.

"Come on, let's get him up," Mack said. Dax nodded as he and Mack each took hold of one of Tyzonn's arms and slowly lifted him off Ronny. Will stood up and helped the two guide Tyzonn's body to the ground. Rose quickly kneeled beside Ronny.

The sudden loss of the weight on top of her made Ronny slide back into conciousness, if only to find out what happened to that wonderful warmth. Her eyes parted slightly to see Rose's face hovering over her. Her brows furrowed as she saw Rose's dark hair hanging on the sides of her face. Why isn't Rose still morphed? That's kind of silly, her mind thought hazily. But she was then aware that she was looking up through an unobstructed view, not through the visor of her helmet. Why am I not morphed anymore either? She wondered. She felt Rose put a hand on her cheek and looked up to see Rose's lips moving, but the sound just seemed so far away, Ronny didn't know what she was saying. Ronny blinked as her other senses slowly awoke and she noticed there was something wet, slick and slightly sticky on her hands, but couldn't comprehend what it was. The hand on Ronny's cheek felt to rise in urgency, as if someone was trying to get her attention. Ronny opened her eyes and saw Rose, her voice suddenly becoming clearer.

"…say something!" She heard Rose say. "Ronny!" Why was it suddenly so important for Ronny to speak? What happened?

"Rose?" Ronny finally said, figuring that might satisfy her friend. She was right, as she saw Rose's expression become less mixed with fear.

"Oh god, he doesn't look good," Ronny heard someone say. "Ty, come on, wake up buddy."

"My hands are sticky," Ronny said. Rose's expression went grim but she said nothing. Ronny's head fell to the side as her eyes landed on three bodies kneeling over something. Her mind recognized them as Dax, Will and Mack. What are they doing? She wondered. All she saw was something lying on the ground by Will. It looked yellow. No……..not yellow, blonde. Why was there something blonde on the ground? She wondered just as her eyes drifted shut and sleep embraced her.

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Ronny groaned as conciousness slowly returned to her. Her eyes slowly opened only to be staring up at something yellow. Her mind became less fuzzy as she realized it was the ceiling of her room in the Hartford mansion. How did I get here? She asked herself. She pushed herself up into a sitting position, only to have the pain her body had suffered come back to her like a ton of bricks. She groaned again and looked down at herself. She was sprawled out on her bed in her training uniform. Well, most of it anyway, as she noticed she wasn't wearing her jacket or the yellow shirt she had worn under it. She was just wearing her black pants and the black sports bra she had had on. She also noticed a bandage stretched around the skin between the sports bra and pants. She lifted up one of her hands and gave the bandage a tentative tap, as if she needed to see whether or not it was really real. The woven texture under her finger tips seemed to prove that. Her brows furrowed as she saw something on her hand. She turned her hand around so that her palm was facing up and noticed something caked into the lines in the palm. Her eyes squinted and she realized it was some kind of silvery thing.

"Oh, Ronny, I'm glad to see you're awake," came a voice. Ronny looked up to see Spencer standing at her door.

"Spencer?" Ronny asked as he went over and sat by her bed. "What happened?" She asked. Spencer seemed to regard her with a grim expression. That's the same way Rose looked at me, Ronny thought. Ronny gasped as it all came back to her. The blonde thing…………..Ty……….. "Where are the others?" She demanded.

"Downstairs in the lab, but-" Ronny didn't let him finish as she quickly scrambled out of bed. "Ronny," Spencer protested. Ronny ignored him as she grabbed her yellow shirt from the back of a chair and quickly left the room, pulling the shirt on as she sprinted down the hallway of the mansion. She barely even felt the strange dampness that touched her bandaged stomach as soon as her shirt was on.

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Ronny finally reached the underground lab and came to a halt. She saw Dax, Rose, Mack, Will and Mr. Hartford all gathered around something with their backs to her.

"What's going on?" She asked. The others quickly looked back at her. Ronny's face contorted into a puzzled expression as she saw their faces. Rose's eyes looked wet, and their were fresh tear tracks down her face. Mack looked like he was trying to keep himself from crying while Mack and Dax stared with empty eyes. Mr. Hartford looked on with a sort of helpless expression. "What is it?" Ronny asked, not understanding what was going on. "Where's Tyzonn?" She asked. This seemed to throw Rose into a fresh fit of sobs as she covered her mouth to muffle the sound. Mack put an arm around her and let her burry her face in his shoulder. It was then that Ronny finally noticed the wetness on her shirt. She looked down and saw a large silver splotch on her shirt, matching what she had seen caked on her hand. She looked up at the others. Their expressions, and the silver on her hand and shirt seemed to put all the pieces together. It was blood…….Mercurian blood.

"No…" Ronny whispered before quickly rushing over. She stood between Mr. Hartford and Will, finally seeing what they all had been staring at beforehand. There, on what looked to be a makeshift medical table, lay Tyzonn. His jacket had been removed and he lay there in only his training pants with a bandage stretched across his midsection. But it was what was on the bandage and underneath him that caught Ronny's attention—the gauzy bandage seemed to be nearly drenched with silver and their was a small silver puddle beneath him. "Why.." Ronny asked, her voice sounding horse. "Why……why aren't you fixing him?" Ronny asked. Mr. Hartford looked at her, he knew the question was directed to him.

"There's nothing I can do," he said gently. Ronny's eyes seemed to blaze at that and before anyone could react, Ronny grabbed him by his shirt collar and pushed him, pinning him against the wall.

"Dad!" Mack exclaimed.

"What do you mean, there's nothing you can do?" Ronny said, her voice very close to snarling. "You fixed him the last time, fix him again!"

"Ronny, stop it," she heard Will say, but in this moment, no one else in the room seemed to matter or effect Ronny in the slightest way.

"This is different," Mr. Hartford explained. Before he could continue, Ronny felt a pair of hands pry her fingers off of Mr. Hartford as another arm wrapped around her waist and lifted her up off her feet, pulling her away. She looked up to see Will holding her in place, away from Mr. Hartford and Mack standing by his father. "The last time the Fearcats attacked him, it hurt his molecular structure, so fusing him back together using his metallic nature was plausible," Mr. Hartford went on to explain. Through his eyes, it was clear that it pained him to not be able to do something now. "But this time…" he continued, his voice trailing off. "I'm sorry," he said. Ronny's now tearfilled eyes fixated on the prone figure lying before them.

"He's……" she whispered, trying to hold back her sobs. She felt Will take his arm off her waist and place it around her shoulders.

"He's dying," Mr. Hartford said. "All…." His voice cracked a bit, he cleared his throat before continuing. "All we can do is keep him comfortable until…" Ronny lost internal battle against her sobs and felt her legs give out from under her as the sobs erupted from her mouth. Will quickly grabbed onto her waist again to keep her from falling as she buried her face in his chest.

"Come on," Will whispered against her hair. "Let's get you upstairs." Ronny couldn't bring herself to react in any way as Will took her out of the lab and made his way to take her back up to the house. The others stood back and watched them leave. Once they were gone, Mack turned back to his father.

"Are you all right?" He asked, illiciting a faint nod from Mr. Hartford.

"Should we…….uh……..I mean…………do we leave him……..like this?" Dax asked, still having trouble grasping the idea that there was nothing any of them could do for their friend. Mr. Hartford shook his head.

"Let's……let's take him upstairs," he said. Tyzonn deserved better then to be left to die on a cold metal slab. Mack nodded, agreeing with his father before looking over at Rose. Her sobs had died away long ago as she now stared at Tyzonn, her eyes shining with as of yet unshed tears. Mack walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder, causing her to look up at him. She blinked, letting a tear fall from her eye and roll down her cheek. Mack cupped her face with his hand and used his thumb to wipe at the lone tear.

"Why don't you go up and help Will with Ronny?" He suggested. He knew that it would be up to him, Dax and his father to move Tyzonn and he didn't think it would do Rose any good to have to stand there and watch it. Rose gave him a numb nod. Mack looped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer, letting her lay her face onto his chest for a moment. He sighed as he felt her tears trickle into his red shirt before brushing his lips against her forehead. After another minute or so, Rose slowly let him go and left the room. Mack watched as she left before turning back to the others who still remained with him. "Okay," he said. There was no reason behind this, he just felt like something had to be said, something needed to pierce the silence in the room before the three of them tended to Tyzonn.