"Oh god what do I do what do I do?" He was frozen, stuck staring at the hole in his ceiling. He thawed out and scurried to the door, it was black outside, there were no streetlights only the faint light of the crescent moon and twinkling stars. Britt noticed that thing in fact did look different like this. The colors popped and the borders were sharper. When he turned the corner and ran down the main street, he could clearly see the arch from which he emerged only a few days ago. He slowed down and stopped halfway down the road to rest his hands on his knees and think. What even? He looked at his arms again and started coughing up what seemed to be predigested pinecones. Damnit Griaule. Oh right Griaule! He ignored the discharge, started running, and used the momentum to take off into flight. Unfortunately, he ended up flying right past the opening to the lab, over the building, and into the lower city. But he didn't. Instead, he flew directly into nothing, setting off all kinds of alarms. The city was alight with red, flashing sirens. Britt flew backwards and landed on his side directly in front of the arch with an earth-shaking thud. He shook his head and walked into the arch. Inside was empty, no people, no equipment even.

"HALT."

A voice from behind. Britt slowly turned to face the owner of the voice. A man in a red uniform almost identical to the police. He he had a rifle pointed right at Britt's face. Britt briskly put his hands up. "You are intruding under dragon martial law 2877J please step out of the laboratory and come with me. You have the right to remain silent." Britt took one step forward, the officer took one step back, gun still hot and pointed. "Come with me sir, you are under arrest." Britt followed the man in this fashion to what was the police station down the road.

They sat him down in an interrogation room with a small table and chair. Britt sat on the floor, while the bad cop sat in the small chair.

"So, think you can just fly outta here?"

"Well no, I just-"

"You just what? Were going to destroy us?"

"What, destroy you? No I-"

"You think just because of what we do, you have permission to kill us?"

"No, I just. I'm not used to this yet."

"What do you mean, not used to this?"

"Well, I mean, I just underwent the transformation and-"

"You think you can lie to me!?" The cop slammed his hands on the table. "I know you're a pureblood! Damn dragons think they can rule us?!"

"No, I just-"

The cop spoke into his earpiece. "Can I get a check on the last patients please in the last 72 hours please?... Oh. Just what I thought."

"We have no one that matches your description who has undergone a transformation yet!"

"How, I just did it on Saturday!?"

"Don't you yell at me scum! We put rules in place for you to follow! And there is no way you can fly this early from transformation! It's bullshit!"

"Sir, you have to listen to, me! My friend is gone and I need to-"

"Oh will you shut up! Your friend is dead! Probably being used for a transformation right now!"

"Wait."

"Hey I need a transport vehicle to sector one please we have a pure one here." The cop spoke into his earpiece again.

Britt stood up and headed for the door. The cop grabbed the side of his foot mid-stride and Britt fell over on his face. "Oh no buddy, you're not going anywhere."

Britt growled, and the cop stuck a needle into his heel. Britt barely felt the needle but realized what happened when one of his eyes stopped working, then the other, then he passed out.

"Damn dragons think they rule the world! If you ask me, I think we should just kill them all!"

"Yeah bro, I'm so tired of all this. Been waiting on the transformation for a while now. Trying to save up the money for a better bod ya know?"

"Yeah well, I ain't even tryin till I can get the best of all. Three more years and I will have just enough money to be regal."

"I don't want to end up lookin' like this bloke."

Britt muttered under his breath, "hey."

"Did he just say something."

"I dunno?"

"Ask him."

"Hey dragon, did you say anything?"

"No."

"Okay."

The driver of the vehicle yelled over his shoulder. "Hey we're here! Unload him!"

"You don't have to yell Jim, just tell us!" They pushed Britt out of the back of the transport vehicle and drove away before he could do anything.

"Ugh." Britt rolled himself onto his belly and pushed himself up onto his butt. "Ugh." He sighed again, then stood up. "Jesus I am on the floor too much."

"And you're about to be more." A women-like voice said. Britt saw a fist then blacked out.