Heeeey, peoples! :) So, here's the next chapter of the story. Sorry if it's short, but I didn't have a lot of time to write. Hope you like it, please review and add to your favorite stories list :) Merry Christmas, also!

DISCLAIMER: whatevs. You know what this would say.

Chelsea's POV

The boy walked towards me, and I shuffled away. This kid had caused me enough pain already, no need to go begging for more.

"Can you understand me?" he asked quietly, his voice trembling.

How should I respond? I wondered. Maybe if I say yes, he'll stop beating me up.

I looked straight into his eyes and nodded at him.

Rex's POV

The EVO looked at me and nodded slowly, its eyes watching my every move.

"Can you…talk?" I asked. It nodded again.

"Will you talk?"

It shook its head vigorously.

Chelsea's POV

There is no way I'm talking to this kid. They're probably going to interrogate me, then cart me over to the FBI so they can dissect me. Absolutely not.

The kid looked slightly disappointed, and I smirked.

You're not getting anything out of me.

The man in the green suit, who had been watching us, walked over to the boy.

"Give it up, Rex. It doesn't matter if it can understand you or not, it's still an EVO."

"Let me try one more time." The boy insisted. He walked even closer to me, and his wings grew out of his back once again. He hovered up to my eye level. (I was still a dragon, after all.)

"Please talk." He begged. "We can help you!"

I grunted, and shook my head, turning away from him.

"Please." I glanced back. The boy was staring at me, his hand outstretched to me.

Ok, fine.

"I don't need help."

My voice was deep and raspy, because my voice adapts to the creature I am at the time.

The kid grinned.

Why is he so dang happy?

"Of course you need help! You're an EVO! We can help to cure you!"

he persisted.

"Ok kid, three things," I growled. "One, you're crazy. Two, what the hell is an EVO? And third of all, I'm not sick!"

The kid rolled his eyes.

"That's what they all say. Now, will you let me cure you or what?"

"No." I crossed my arms, but winced in pain when I accidentally pressed down on my broken arm. The boy noticed, and glided over to it, but I turned my back to him.

"You're hurt." He said. "Come on, please just let us help!"

"Even if I did need help, why would I ask you for it? You've been trying to kill me for the past 24 hours!" I snapped.

"Trust me. We can help."

I was tired of his constant nagging, so I turned to him, sighing.

"Fine. But what do you plan on doing?" I asked suspiciously.

"We plan to turn you back into a human- or, whatever you were."

I burst out laughing. Was he joking?

"What's so funny?" he asked, confused.

"You're such an idiot!" I chortled, doubling over with laughter. "I don't need your help to do that!"

I felt my entire body shrinking down to the boy's size. Long, brown hair sprouted out of my head, and my skin turned back to its normal shade of tan. My arms and legs grew longer, and the claws shortened themselves to nails, and suddenly, the boy was staring at a human where a dragon had been.

"Wha…" he stuttered. "How is that…you're not…what the…?"

It was my turn to grin. I just loved leaving people speechless.

Suddenly, I felt a heavy hand on my shoulder. I turned to see the guy in the green suit, standing right behind me!

"You have a lot of explaining to do, kid." He growled.

More to come soon! :)