Notes: This is the shortest chapter of the whole fic. Fear not.
"Oh my god! Brennan, it's…" Shalimar had started to say before being thrown violently across the room. The sentence would have been 'Brennan, it's a set-up!' but she hoped he'd be able to figure that out for himself. She landed in a heap of conveniently placed cardboard boxes, which helped to break her fall. Using the boxes to hide herself from the telekinetic (Set…Seti…Setekh…whatever) she picked up a conveniently placed metal stick and used her feral senses to locate him. Quite unexpectedly, another feral dropped out of the air and landed right next to her.
"I'm Draco, a dragon feral." The man said.
"A dragon feral? But dragons are myths!" Shalimar said. She was almost certain dragons were myths.
"Yeah, and I thought Cheetara was a cartoon character." This being said (to the confusion of Shalimar, who had never seen the Thundercats) Draco swung at her. A fight ensued and Draco was relieved when Setesh finally decided to hurl the other feral across the room again. Shalimar was not so relieved as this time there were no conveniently placed cardboard boxes.
Draco used his powers that were similar to, but not quite the same as, the dragon warlock from Charmed to fly across to Shalimar and hit her over the head with the metal stick she had inconveniently dropped.
"Pick her up." Setesh said to Draco as he walked towards the exit. "And be quick about it, the others will be here soon. But not soon enough." With that, he gave an evil laugh (of the kind only mad evil guys in old cheesy movies can give) and left.
" 'Pick her up, put her down, do that cute little dance thing you do'" Draco said in a voice that sounded like he was trying to imitate Setesh. "I should go to Pern, at least dragons are appreciated there." He dragged Shalimar through the door just as the lights went on.
All this had happened in the time it took Brennan to find his lighter.