The people started throwing things at them. A twirling pipe flew past Jason's shoulder. "This is ridiculous," Ash growled. "Hiding from a mob. A human mob. Can I please take them all out?"

Jason's winced at the close call but shook his head to Ash. "No. It's not really them. We could knock them out,like a computer. It can't run the changed code without power." He said,then spat some of his sleeping poison form his fangs at a human getting a little to close.

After a moment of silence and a few human fall to the ground, sleeping, a giggle could be heard. Ash and Puck look to each other then to Jason, and then Puck swears. "We still have to get to the stupid trees." Ash nodded

Jason nodded,looking down in thought for a moment. "I could shift.Larger form....that can fit the two of you,and I can knock some people out on the way..." He thought aloud,kicking a person down as he spoke.Once he finished he spat more poison at some others.

"But that would also give away our element of surprise. Machina doesn't know yet, so come on," Puck said. He climbs his way out of the tree, Ash doing the same. When they were both on the ground, they started to run

He understood and nodded,jumped down after them and dashed in a follow. He kept turning around and swinging at a few who got to close. He seemed to be able to handle fighting these people as at least three tried to knock him down. He jumped to avoid legs and twisted sleekly out of their range as he ran.

Within seconds there were pounding footsteps that told the guys that they were being followed. Ash muttered something about taking out the humans that Virus had just recruited after her last wave got swallowed by the earth.
"Perhaps you didn't see the copious amounts of iron they're carrying," Puck said, wincing as a knife hurled past him, skidding into the street. "Of course, if you want to make a suicide stand I certainly won't stop you. Though, I'd be disappointed you wouldn't be there for our last duel."
"Scared, Goodfellow?" Ash asked
"In your dreams, princeling."
A pipe hurled through the air, striking Puck in the shoulder. He gasped and staggered, barely catching himself in time.

Buzzing laughter echoed behind them. "You can run, little faery boys, but you can't hide," she called. "There are humans everywhere, and all can be my puppets. If you stop now and hand over the dragon, I'll even let you choose how you want to die."
Ash snarled, spinning and hurling a spay of ice shards at the woman. She gasped and a zombie leaped into the air to block the attack, the shards tearing through his chest. He collapsed, twitching, and Virus hissed like a furious wasp.
"Oh, nice going, prince," Puck called as the zombies lurched forward with angry cries. "Way to make her mad."

Jason,keeping his breathing deep and calm,face palmed. 'Great,an angry woman is not good.Didn't think it was only foster moms who had short tempers'. He wasn't sure how to handle the situation. "I'm serious,can I rip open a portal?" He said to the others as he grabbed the little ice dragon in his pocket. He threw it up slightly,letting the ice form a sword quickly,then catching it by the handle.

"No. It's fine," Ash murmurs. They burst into a brightly lit square with a marble fountain in the center. People wandered down the sidewalks. Ash slowed, catching Jason's hand and slowed him down. "Don't run, it'll attract their attention." The new crowd chasing them broke apart at the edge of the street, wandering around as if they had always meant to do so. Puck was walking beside Ash

Jason would have tried to smother the faint hints of pink in his freckle scales if they'd been in a normal situation,but he was to focused on what has happening to do so. He did as he was told,staying still and letting the ice become a mini dragon again,but it wasn't Silver. It was a dragon that seemed similar to Jason's dragon form but instead of stripes for the rainbow markings he usually had it had darker colored ice as to represent black and dark swirls all over the sleek body.It was in an enraged position,jaws open and claws stretched out as if to rip open a dragons throat in show of the anger and insanity on his snout.