France was rechecking his ammo. It was almost noon the next day and they were going after the boys. England took a deep breath, making sure that all his attack spells were memorized, and that his hand guns were fully stocked. He had many more clips in his boots, so it's easy to quickly reload.

Francis looks up "Ready?"

Arthur gave a shaky breath before nodding.

Francis pats his back. "Should we bring Kuma?"

Arthur nodded, "He fought them pretty well from what I gather... And he may lead us to the boys..."

After that they set off Kuma in tow. Francis watches quietly as Arthur traces the spell. Arthur watches the ground, his eyes out of focus, but in focus at the same time. Like he was walking through a daydream.

Soon enough they come upon the old building. There are a couple of lookouts outside. Arthur closes his eyes again, and they refocus. "They're in there..."

He pulls the safety off "Lets get our boys then." Francis shoots down the two guards with his silencer on. Arthur nods, pulling out one of his pistols from his boot, flipping the switch off, looking for any guards that Francis missed, and found two, apparently on a smoke break, and quickly shot them.

They tear across the pavement to the door slipping inside. There are too many different scents for Kuma to pick out from. He only catches a faint trail going in one direction. Arthur nods at Kuma and heads in that direction, most likely they would be held in an area that normal personnel wouldn't know about.

Kuma lead the way to what looked like an office. Inside was the cage only it was busted up and empty, the door bent outwards. There was blood scattered about as well.

Arthur's eyes opened wide and then he hurried prayed under his breath, please don't let it be their's... please don't let it be their's...

"What the hell are you doing here?!" A voice came from behind them. Francis spins around. It was the boss but he looked haggard a large bandage wrapped around his arm.

Arthur quickly cast a spell at this man forcing him to be stuck against the wall.

He stares wide eyed.

Arthur breathed heavily, but looked over all, alright, he glared at the man against the wall. If looks could kill...

"Demons! The whole lot of ya are demons!" The boss struggled against his binds. Francis levels his gun at the man.

Arthur glared at him, "The only real demon... is you... Now where. Are. My. CHILDREN!?"

"I don't know! One of em snapped and broke out tearin the place apart! Get him knocked out then the other goes nuts and takes of with him! Took a good chunk outa me on the way!" He nods to his arm.

France looks back to the cage confused How did they manage that with the way the were now?

"It's better than what you FUCKING DESERVED!" Arthur made to attack the man again, but was stopped by Francis.

"Stop he's not worth it! We need to find the kids oui?"

Arthur huffed angrily, but nodded. He walked toward the door, "Where could they have gone?"

He shrugs.

They search the grounds checking everywhere. France looked into a crawl space in one wall and scrambles back at a growl.

Arthur's head whipped around and then looked into the crawl space as well, "Boys? It's us..."

France watches confused. There was a pair of glowing brown/purple eyes staring at Arthur from the dark. The creature growls again.

"Boys?"

It shuffles back dragging something with it. Kuma pushes his way past Arthur into the passage. After growls on both ends and a short scuffle, Kuma drags out a struggling Matthew by his neck fur. Francis gapes and falls to his knees at the sight of a bear cub wearing Matt's clothes.

Arthur closes his eyes, ignoring the growling of the bear. He stretches his arm toward the bear, resulting in the bear scratched his arm a bit, leaving 3 long shallows cuts in his arm. He flinched a bit and touched the bear's head, and started muttering in the beautiful language again.

Matt struggles in Kuma's jaw trying to get back to the vent.

Arthur quickly finished his muttering, and watched as Matthew quickly turned back to his original form.

His struggling weakened as he the spell put him to sleep. Eventually he was human again and knocked out. Kuma goes back in the vent and comes out with an unconscious Alfred. It looked like he only morphed half way before someone his his head. He had a beak, claws, and downy wings but a bad cut bleeding into his hair.

Francis picks up Matt carefully, but started freaking out. "What happened?! Why are they half animals?!"

"I-I'll t-tell you later..." He walked to the unconscious Alfred, planning on turning him back, while holding his bleeding arm.

Arthur placed a hand to his head and after a few minutes the bleeding stopped. Al stirs and swipes at the hand. His claws dig in to flesh as he tries to pull it away.

Arthur grits his teeth and does the spell again for Alfred, and he watched as Alfred turned back as well. By now, his arm was bleeding heavily, and his previous white shirt was bright red on the injured arm.

Al falls back to sleep and drops his hand. Francis comes over and checks Arthur's arm.

Arthur grits his teeth in pain as Francis looks at it. Francis tears his shirt and wraps the wounds. Then checks Alfred's head.

Arthur flinched a bit, "I-I healed his h-head w-when I t-turned him b-back..."

He glances back as he picks Alfred up. "You've got some explaining to do when we get back Cher."

Arthur's eyes fluttered a bit, "I-I w-will I-I..."

France catches him as he passed out. He sighs. Taking three people back home won't be easy. Maybe Kuma could take one of the kids?

Arthur made a slight pained noise, but stayed silent none the less. His arm was injured fairly badly...

Francis puts Matt on Kuma's back and Al in Arthur's lap, then starts the trudge home.