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Willard's eyes started tearing, and he felt horrible. Extremely bad. His wife.. they said, wouldn't trust him anymore? And what of his children?

 
Axie breathed, quickly, on his lap- She looked just as upset, if not more. She wanted him to take out her gag, but he to was bound- they woudlnt be able to speak to each other, in their last hours of sanity.

 
Willard growled, and then he started freaking out. His body twitched, and he let out muffled growls. His eyes flashed orange, but nothing happened.

 
Axie laid her head on him, listening as well.

"...."

"....Well."

"Well, what?"

"that was quick."

"what?"

"I mean..."

"It was hardly quick. Weve been loosing more trying to surpress this clan then anything."

"they have a healer."

"We have their... leaders, of sorts. And the Hybrids tend to be quick to manipulate, so well soon have an army of that redhead type of our own."

 
Axie looked just about as angry, but she wasnt in the position to move or do anything.

"So what does that mean for us?"

"It means we have something fast, fairly strong, and... stupidly loyal to work with."

"Their really..."

"Perimitive, or our specimins are. They are like violent children, but nothing more."

 
Willard's teeth ripped threw the rope stuffed in his mouth- he was that angry. He ended up spitting the rope and cloth out, after chewing on it for a bit. "my wife isn't primitive."

 
Axie let out a muffled gorwl, but only to get his attention. She wanted him to get the d*mn thing out of her mouth as well.

There was a silence.

"You, there... I see you have freed yourself. I assume your mouth is awful bloody."

 
"no." He said quietly, trying to not to anger them. "my teeth bit through it." He licked around the inside of his mouth, "now that you mention it.. a small cut on my cheek, but nothing else." He sighed, "where are you taking us?" He looked at Axie, and winced. He still couldn't move his body.

 
Axie tried to get her face as close to his as possible, trying, pleading with him to try and bite through her ropes as well.

"Well, then.... You must be more physicaly strong then we thought. No matter..." He paused. "Your claws, fangs, poisen, shapeshifting abilitys, matter control, and mind tricks have all been disabled. Your at our level. I just thought I would let you know."

 
Axie looked like she was about to break, he wasnt doing... anything, to try and help her. She let her body sump to the floor, and roll right away from him.

"Your... an odd one." The voice replied. "I guess you can assume we are at odds with our emotions, having lost so much but then gained... you."

 
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Willard made a face, and then sighed. "Axie.. come back.." And then he started to talk again. "look, where are we going. i just want to know. okay?"

 
Its not as if Axie could get back. Her slumping and the movement of the car restricted her to that side of the box.

"Were moving you to the copter, which will move you to Siberia- your as secluded there was you can get."

 
"Your going to be seperated. Your girl will be moved to the northwest side, where their doing breeding and... fix cloaning of the children, and you will be moved to a study, where you will be put under the same narcotics your under now, only heavier. Youll sleep in a tube as we study your Genome further, and then we will set you free." He said. "Of course, we have to.. fix the girl a bit as well. We cant just leave her the way she is."

 
Willard sighed, "your going to use my wife.. for.. breeding, with another man. that's torture for me already. and what the hell is a genome? and.. what's wrong with the way she is now?" He winced, "so many questions.. i don't expect to be answered. why am i even talking to you? there's no use to it." Willard sighed, "well.. i'm going to be different from other vampires that you studied. i'm one of the ones who escaped the experimenting."

 
"Your wife will not be impregnanted through sexual intercourse, she will be implanted." The man said. "A genome is a living things... blueprint, so to speak, the DNA layout. And, we know what you are, Willard, #6. Weve known who you are for a long time."

 
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