Rune watched the debree falling. He felt Mekoâ€™s essence feeling weak. Poor guy. He looked to Xander. He still had a grudge from before against the man. He had an order from Meko. However, he was debating about whether Xanderâ€™s new deeds would result in him calling it even. He watched as the rail fell. He was tempted to let the man plummet to his death as it was HIS fault Meko and the boys captain were here and in the condition they were. Then he decided to see what Taylor did. If he didnâ€™t or was unable to catch Xander than he would reluctantly form a bottom to their dome and the guy be safe anyways. Still they kept running and when Taylor spoke. He growled out an answer. â€œAs you have commanded...â€ Suddenly the dome turned into a bubble. â€œTouch the orb that is me.â€ When they did so he rose up and flew through steps. He didnâ€™t stop as he flew through the windows and away from the town. His eyes glowing a ghostly color as he followed Xanderâ€™s aura trail. He dropped Taylor and Meko not very far from Xanderâ€™s car. You could literally see the car. Before he let go of Xander he spoke. â€œWe are even for you saving Meko and Taylor...I will not attack you for what you did that caused this all to happen. However, my current orders still stand.â€ He then dropped Xander quite roughly. Reforming into a wolf spectral form and flew at Xander. Biting down extremly hard on the mans ass before becoming intangible and the white ribbons of light shredded and ripped apart and spiraled vortex style back into the mark on Mekoâ€™s face. The mark would shimmer after it stopped glowing. Meko was still unconscious so Rune was at the ready to self summon should the need arise.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Meko was literally unconscious. Completely unaware that he had been cleaned and dressed in clean clothing. Rune had been watching to make sure Xander didnâ€™t try anything funny. To make sure that he didnâ€™t need to protect Meko and his captain from the man whose fault it was this whole issue came to be. Still for three days nothing bad had happened. Meko was right on when he said it was the fourth day and he was still out. He heard talking now though. It wasnâ€™t a complete darkness and void of noise. Rune had shown him what had happened in the building when he was passed out. Though he showed it to him and it played in his head like a dream. He whimpered in pain before groaning. He heard yelling and whined. His head was pounding. Though even the pounding was starting to go away.<br/><br/>Another groaned whimper left his lips as he started to twitch. His body trying to wake up and remember how to move. His eyes slowly fluttered open causing the long butterfly lashes on his eyelids to kiss on his cheeks a few times. He groaned and tried making words. His vision was blurry and really just blobby shapes instead of defined objects. â€œC...C...Ca...Ca...Cap....Capt...Captian...?â€ He moaned to groan out with a slur that sounded as if he was drunk. He could hear his voice but literally could not see. He had done WAY too much. This was a side effect of what happened when he did so much and so much with Rune with no rest and adding in the pain. His vision probably wouldnâ€™t clear up for at least another day. Shouldnâ€™t take more than that maybe less for his speech to unslur. Right now he sounded drunk.<br/><br/>His elven looking ears twitched. He groaned and whimpered. Now all of that pain he had been ignoring and pretending wasnâ€™t there during all that time was hitting him full force and then some. â€œAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.......â€ he screamed out indicating his mind and body had fully registered the torture and suffering he had gone through. He tried to push up but his body went oh hell no and he fell back down. Whimpering to the point of whining as he curled up. That strength that had pushed him through his torture and the fighting and the battle scene was gone. Now all that remained was the sixteen year old who was unable to stand how much pain he was in. â€œIt hurtsssss....â€ he screamed out in a drunken slur. Curling up in a tight ball whimpering. Tears trailing down his cheeks. â€œMake the pain stop....it hurts...it hurts...make it go away...â€ he slurred out. â€œAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.......fucking hurts!!!!!!!!!â€<br/><br/>Crying the tears he had forced away and not shed when it was actually happening. The him that was just a teenager out full force now. Now he broke down crying like any teenager who had just been through all the hell he had in the past six days. â€œIt hurts...make it stop...make it stop...fucking hurts...hurts...â€ he turned into just whimpering. Having his break down that he had fought and ignored majorly. â€œMake it stop...please...stop...stop...ow...stop...â€ He cried out over and over again in a slurred voice. â€œIt hurts stop....stop it...please stop....aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!â€ he screamed out.<br/><br/>He had never suffered torture and the only reason heâ€™d made it through it the way he had was he pushed it to the back of his mind and ignored it and fought it even though it was all being shoved back. He wanted to be strong and make his captain proud. Now however, they were semi-safeish and he was having that breakdown that he didnâ€™t have then. He kept screaming and crying out and crying. At the moment no longer aware of the other two in the car. Soon just shaking hard and sobbing. No more words leaving his lips. His mind replaying it all over and over again Occasionally screams left his lips but mostly just whimpers and sobbing. Whining every now and then.