"Ethan!"
The next second she was in her shadow form
She got in front of the man, her aura fully activated
" and what do you think your doing?"
She looks dark, evil scary
Like the mastermind of every crime ever
She is more scary than the creature Holden Ethan

(Fair warning, Lyra's hormones are all messed up after a recent miscarriage...)
Lyra
"If anybody cares, you will have the chance to be released."

Ethan
As Luna's aura activated, it made both collars detect magic, and Ethan winced as it began buzzing him.

"Move, ******!" the scientist snapped, waving his hand and sending Luna crashing into the wall.

she nodded putting her hands up so he could pull her up.

(huh,makes her a little more fun to mess with,not saying that the miscarriage was a funny thing.)


"Really?" they actually sounded shocked."And why would you realease a abomination like us back into the world?" they really wanted Elisa to wake up at the least,take over for this part.He kept a straight face tho.

Daelen
Daelen helps her up(they're in their feral forms), and he goes to the one area that a human-sized creature could be, and became his humanoid form. He first put on a thong, then proceeded to dress as a male, a plain steel band on his wrist. Then he shifted back down, and said, "Do you need clothes? I have clothing for both sexes."

Lyra
Dismissing everyone in the room except Thomas, she said, "Let me tell you a story. I was created in a Russian lab, deep in Siberia. I was made as a weapon, as was Thomas, here. We are the last of our race, other than my brother. The first generation of out kind were short-lived, found to only live about twenty years. The second were able to double the lifespan of their predecessors. If the pattern continues, I will live to be eighty, and Thomas a hundred and sixty. We were the sole survivors after the project ran out of funding, and a government strike force killed everyone in the building. Except myself, Thomas, and my brother. So, who's the abomination; the one that is a shapeshifter with multiple personality disorder, or the one that stands out in a crowd like a sore thumb, who has always been seen as different, that is the butt of endless ****** jokes. I'm a misfit. you're a misfit. We're all misfits. And if you prove to be too dangerous to release, you can stay here as a researcher."

luca pets her belly and presses the food button again "come on hurry up," she groans hungry.

Soon, a plate of food arrives, a regular dinner plate with two mounds of jiggly, transparent jello. Daelen sat on one side, and said, "You'd be surprised how much you can eat in this form."

she wasn't listening and just dug into the food no questions asked