He forced spikes to burst form the ground under the remaining Thornguards and ran but he yanked Puck with him shooting ice shards at Ash to knock away his sword,Fatespeaker now full sized bashed into him with a screech. "Let the icey's play,we gatta dash." Shade joined his sister,trying to get a hold on the ice prince as he as well was full size,but she squeaked something at him and he tried to find Virus.

Puck ran for the elevator. The hallway seemed longer now, the steel doors deliberately keeping their distance. Ash was stalking toward them, his sword radiating blue light through the corridor. It hadn't taken him much time to retrieve his sword. The icy calm on his face sent a bolt of raw fear through Puck.
Ahead of them, the elevator dinged. A second later, the doors slid open, and a squadron of Thornguards stepped into the hall.
"Oh, you gotta be kidding me," Puck exclaimed as he skidded to a halt. As one, the knights drew their swords and marched forward in unison, filling the corridor with the ring of their boots.

Jason skidded to a stop but grabbed Pucks hand quickly and pulled him to the side and through another hall. "I know a few places." He threw a hand back and white tendrils shot up and attacked the Thornguards,forming fellow fighters and began attacking. He was breathing hard from the use of his soul so much,proof that what he had said was true. He could use his soul,just not as well as pure bred dragons. He was half bred. He was weaker than normal dragons soul wise. He could die if he did it enough. Fatespeaker rushed at Ash again,throwing her dragon body onto him and trying to hold onto him. Shade rushed at the new attackers from the elevator and let out a screech that could shatter glass as he barreled into them with his hulking dragon body of ice. "They'll hold up...j-just keep close. I know a way out but....w-we'll need to use a bit of lower venting....y-you'll be okay,I p-put a protection on you earlier,it'll hold u-up."

A click echoed through the hall and miraculously, one of the side doors swung open.
"How predictable," Grimalkin sighed, appearing in the doorway. Puck gaped at him, and he regarded them with amusement. "I thought you might need a second way out. Why is it always up to me to think of these things? Also, dragon, my way out is faster than yours."
"I would kiss you, cat," Puck said as he crowded through the doorway, pulling Jason along with him, "if we werent in such a hurry. Also, the hairballs could be unpleasant."

Fatespeaker did little to nothing. Ash attempted to throw her aside.

Jason let Puck pull him along,glad for not having to go through ventilation this time to get away from emanate death for once. "Wait,Ironhorse! The icey's can handle themselves but what about him?"

Fatespeaker didn't let Ash throw her aside,hissing despite hurt in her eyes. She didn't slash or claw,just kept trying to pin him and use her weight to hold him down. "A....Asssshhhh."

Shade was still ramming into attackers and using his horns like a bull,hissing and seeming to try not to cry as he caused damage and distruction.

"He's an iron fey. I'm sure he can." A vast white room stretched before them, filled with hundreds upon hundreds of cubicles, creating a labyrinth of aisles. A low hum vibrated in the air, accompanied by the rhythmic sound of tapping keys. Humans sat at desks within each cubicle, dressed in identical white shirts and gray pants, staring glassy-eyed at the monitors as they typed away.

"Whoa," Puck muttered, looking around. "Cubicle heck."

Simultaneously, the tapping stopped. Chairs shifted and groaned as every single human in the room stood up and, as one, turned in their direction. And, as one, they opened their mouths and spoke.

"We see you, Jason Skytracer. You will not escape."

Ash struggled against Fatespeaker, his eyes glassy and terrifying. Meanwhile, the Thornguards attempted to keep Shade at bay

Jason shuttered. "Puck,get out of here. If it's me they want then it's me they'll get. I've delt with humans all my life,I'll be fine." He said,putting himself between the people and Puck. "Get out of here with Grim."

Fatespeaker kept struggling as well,then finally picked him up and practically hugged him firmly to her frozen chest.
Shade screeched still,lashing out and ripping some apart while bashing others apart with his tail. "EEEEEE-!" He screeched as he fought.

Puck cursed and pulled out his dagger just as a boom shook the door behind them. It was Ironhorse. For now. "I'm not leaving you," he growled. "Looks like were going straight through," he muttered, narrowing his eyes. "Grimalkin, get moving! Rusty, clear us a path!"

Grimalkin bounded into the maze, dodging feet and weaving through legs as the hordes of zombie-drones shuffled toward them. Ironhorse pawed the tile, put his head down and charged with a roar. Drones flung themselves at him, punching and clawing, but they bounced off or were thrown aside as the angry Iron fey stampeded through the hall. Puck pulled Jason with as he followed in his wake, leaping over downed bodies, dodging the hands that grabbed for them.

Ash glared at the dragon. "Get. Off. Or I will kill you."

Fatespeaker almost pulled back,wanting to trust him again but her glassy eyes watered with small icey crystal spheres as she shook her head. "No....Fate...miss Ash...come back....be friend...ish person....again." She begged. Shade paused his bashing and thrashing and looked to her with shock,not having seen his sister cry like that before. "Eeee~?"

The maze of aisles and cubicles seemed to go on forever. "Dang it," Puck snarled, looking behind them, "theyre coming fast. How much farther, cat?"

"Here," Grimalkin said, darting around a cubicle. The room finally ended with a stark white wall and a door in the corner, marked with an Exit sign. "The emergency stairs," he explained as they rushed forward in relief. "This will take us to the street level. Hurry!"

As they charged the door, Ash stepped out of an aisle next to them, appearing from nowhere, Fatespeaker still attached to him. There was no time to think or scream a warning. Time seemed to slow. Puck and Ironhorse bellowed something from far away. A blinding stab of pain shot up Jason's arm. What happened? Did Ash...do this? Ash cut him?

The glassy eyes of the Unseelie prince, his sword raised for the killing blow, stared at Jason


For just a moment, he hesitated. The sword wavered as his arm trembled, a flicker of torment crossing his face. Just a moment, before the blade came flashing down, but it was enough time for Ironhorse to lunge between them, shoving Ash away. The hideous screech of metal as the blade ripped into Ironhorses side and he staggered, almost going to his knees. Then Puck was pulling Jason to his feet, yelling at Ironhorse to get moving, and Jason was being dragged through the door. Ironhorse lurched to his feet and followed, dripping a thick black substance behind him, his wheezing breaths echoing down the stairwell. As they escaped SciCorp and fled into the streets, Ash's face was visible through the window, a single tear frozen on his cheek.