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Adako buried her face in Monty's shirt, and a loud report echoed through the warehouse. She peeked out after a moment, and everybody was staring at the two contestants. They had both fired, and Luke held up his left arm with a triumphant smirk at Ian, who was staring in shock at his bleeding wrist. Ian turned his gaze to Luke, and a snarl replaced the look of shock on his face.

"You used your gift!" Ian barked, before dropping the revolver and changing into a wolf. He vaulted himself on Luke, who in turn also morphed. At this the audience erupted, and Landon also changed forms, leaping in to help defend Luke, who was holding his own. It was a mass of claws and fangs, and barks and yelps were echoing through the big building. Espie strained on her leash, wanting to join the fight, and Adako fought to hold her back. Monty stared at the fight, feeling helpless.

Suddenly someone grabbed Adako from behind and put a hand over her mouth, and she slammed her elbow into his ribs as as hard as she could and bit his hand. He let go for a moment, swearing, and that moment was enough for her to yell to Monty. Espie was furious that anyone could hurt Adako and launched herself at him, latching her teeth onto his leg with a ferocious growl. He hardly made a noise as he kicked her off, sending her about ten feet away, and she landed on the ground with a thud. Monty ran towards them, and Adako's captor saw him and hissed. She gasped. This guy wasn't a wolf, he was a vamp! Monty hissed in reply, his fangs extended. The vampire that held Adako had her in a tight headlock, and threatened to bite her if Monty moved any closer.

Crouched low and circling, Monty waited for his opportunity to strike.

Just then a blur of red was seen coming from somewhere up above, and a lithe figure uncurled theirself and rushed Monty from behind. Adako's eyes widened and she tried to talk through his hand over her mouth. Mmmm! Monty turned around, straight into the fist of a one in red, and he slumped down onto the floor.

Adako stared. It was a woman! She had long brown hair that fell halfway down her back and she wore a red velvet sweatsuit with the slogan 'bad kitty' on the back of the jacket and across the seat.

At the sight of her, Adako's captor let her go and he strode towards the woman, who was standing there with her hands on her hips.

"Hey Arlynne, " he purred. When he got up to her she curled her lip and backhanded him, and his feet left the ground before he slammed against a wall. After a moment he got up ever so slowly and without a backward glance he limped away.

Adako's eyes widened to saucers at the thought of facing this girl alone. What was she capable of? Tearing her to pieces? Sucking her blood?

Arlynne looked at Adako with a dour expression. "Men, " She intoned, rolling her eyes. She walked up to Adako and grabbed her hand in a firm handshake.

"I'm Arlynne. Who are you?"

"Adako." Her fears were losing ground at this unexpected friendliness. An extra loud yelp and a howling brought their attention back to the big pack fight. Landon and Luke were losing! The severity of about four to each of them was sinking in and they could fell their strength ebbing. Adako grasped Arlynne's arm.

"Do something! They can't fight much longer!"

Arlynne looked down at Adako and shook her hand off her arm, walking around a little closer to the fight. She crouched down, just watching.

"Please Arlynne!" Adako begged.

Arlynne motioned for her to watch the fight. Suddenly all the savage barking ceased and all turned to yelps and whines. Trails of fire were popping up underneath the wolves and they were morphing quickly and running for cover. Only Landon stayed put, still in his magnificent wolfen state, seeming to dare the fire to get him. The fire burned under his paws but it had no affect on him. He turned his head and looked at Arlynne, obviously the cause of the flames. He sat and morphed into his human state, his muzzle shrinking into his face and his paws elongating into fingers. His fore arms got thicker and stronger, more versatile. His fur disappeared and his vivid cobalt eyes returned to their normal gray. His hind legs straightened and the paws grew into feet that could sustain weight. He was 'human' once more, crouching there, until he uncurled his lithe form and walked to Adako, totally ignoring the pyrokinetic woman. She glared daggers at him.

"Are you alright?" Adako nodded wordlessly until she remembered Monty.

"Monty's not, though!" She ran to the fallen vampire's side, crouching there, probing for his pulse. It was there, strong and healthy against her fingertips, and she rested her hand on his cheek, saying his name. Suddenly he jerked awake, startling Adako and she leapt back, landing on her ass on the hard floor.

"Oww, Monty! Did you have to do that?" She asked, getting up. She walked over to Monty to get a close up of his face, which seemed relatively unharmed.

"I'm fine. Are you?" he winked. Adako glared playfully at him.

"Of course." She turned to Landon, who was a very different story. A look of surprise then concern crossed her face as she surveyed Landon's wounds. Fang marks covered his fore arms, and scratches from claws and missed fangs covered his hands and face. Monty hurried over and began to clean them, because even though he couldn't use his gift on him, he could clean the wounds out which would make them heal faster on their own.

"Monty! Could you help my dog when your done? I don't know how bad she's hurt." Adako had carried the poor unconscious dog to Monty, laying her at his feet. She then looked around.

"Where's Luke?"