"...What did you just make me do." Luda murmured behind Glace.

"I made you prove that you still have a heart, deep down inside," Glace informed, smiling. "Dolly says she knew you did!"

He reached behind his back and pulled out the stuffed doll - completely intact.

Luda blinked.

"...Glace...you're amazing." Luda murmured.

"Dolly says its all you, Lu-Lu~!" Glace squealed.

--

The world was bright and fuzzy. He could hear the sound of monitors beeping... just another day waking up in the Facili-

Wait!

He broke out! Why was he back!?

Quarrel was curled up on a bed across from him, long hair spilling over him. He had needle marks on his arms and seemed exhausted. There was some sort of dampener in the air - they could both feel it - dulling their abilities.

No! No they couldn't be back! Quarrel was out and he was okay and they were...they were in the jungle and all safe and...

Red started to struggle, some of the machines hooked up to him beeping louder or more rapidly.

Quarrel looked up in surprise and quickly moved over to his side, trying to sooth him gently.

"Calm, please," He whispered, looking extremely stressed out as well.

Red started to speak before realizing that he was wearing a oxygen mask and attempted to pull it off.

Quarrel took his hands and held him still for a few moments, before he slowly took the mask off of the redhead. "Shhh... it's alright. They just had it on you because you weren't breathing strong. You are okay now."

"Wasn't breathing?" Red frowned.

A few to the doctors behind the glass window made some notes. Both of their subjects seemed to have stabilized and Red's attack seemed to have passed.

"Weren't breathing strong," Quarrel repeated. "But it passed. You are okay now."

"You don't...sound...right." Red said- what the hell were they pumping into them?

"They're... in the air..." Quarrel sighed. "A suppressor... I'm very tired."

He sat back on Red's bed, leaning against the wall, his head feeling heavy.

"They're keeping us," He whispered. "Watching... they took our DNA and they are trying to make a replacement for Kayen..."

"Our DNA?" Red crawled over to Q, hardly able to move around.

He felt a sharp pain where they'd harvested some bone marrow from his thigh.

Quarrel gave a slow nod. "The only way to re-create Kayen is... to use the exact same DNA they used the first time."

"That was your DNA though." Red said. "What are they taking mine for?"

"He had... human DNA too," Quarrel mumbled, laying his head back against the wall - exposing his long, elf-like ears, the tips the same silver as his stripes. "Your father used... what he had on hand..."