Chapter 9
When Nathalie woke up next, Bucky was pulling into the driveway of the safe house. As he got out, he gently maneuvered his wife so that he was holding her bridal style, then walked in. Suddenly, he froze as a twig snapped behind him, and snarled under his breath, saying something mentally as he felt Nathalie's mind touch his. Nathalie's eyes started to glow, and Bucky let her down like nothing was wrong. Suddenly, he spun around, sweeping two attackers away like hitting a balloon, and they went flying into the surrounding woods. Nathalie yelled out in pain as another fired a tranquilizer dart into her neck, dropping her like a stone. Bucky roared, fighting like an enraged dragon as the attackers kept coming. Suddenly, a loud roar was heard, but not from Bucky. A giant silver dragon appeared, enraged. Chelseth, the dragon Bucky had given Nathalie.
STAY AWAY FROM MY MASTERS! She roared, black lightning and white fire crackling around her, darting from attacker to attacker as she fought. An attacker wearing HIGHLY protective clothing broke through, slinging the unconscious Nathalie over his shoulder like a sack of flour.
"NATHALIE!" Bucky roared. "NO! DAMN YOU PEOPLE DON'T TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME!" He fought like a demon, a focused killing machine. It was too late, though. The attacker yelled something, hopping into a vehicle and speed away, Nathalie slung across the backseat with a full-body restraint on her, a gas mask over her face to keep her sedated.
"NO!" Bucky roared, and the driver waved mockingly, before the car shimmered and disappeared. "No…" He whispered, falling to his knees, shaking with rage. He snatched his cell phone and dialed Director Fury's number.
"This is Fury." The man said after the first ring.
"Fury, it's a Code White on the Angel of Massacre."
