" you're using him for his powers? "

"Not exactly. He wants to help!"

" let me see him then. "

"Fine," She shrugged, standing up and opening the prison door, "Follow me."

She stood up and followed her.

She led them to the front. There where hurt people everywhere. Shrub, in his dog like form, was healing them with his whiskers.

" whats wrong with all these people? "

"War... the problems your father never dealt with. He left us to die."

" war? What do you mean? "

"You don't know? We where in a war when you where younger... even five years later, the effects are still seen."