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I’m not going to, either. I’m sorry, but I feel deep down that this is the only way I’ll ever be able to control you in this form, and I need to be able to do that in an emergency, Jason. I can’t stress this enough.”
    An orange and blue blaze raced in her direction, and she put up another wall of energy, blocking it from turning her into a crisp. Reaching deep down into herself, she felt the element of water stir. “Water, come to me, hear my call.”
    An explosion in the far wall had water pouring toward her in a massive flood. Fuck, she’d probably broken the main line to the house. She really hoped no one was in the middle of a shower, but desperate times called for desperate measures.
    “That’s enough!” she said to the water. Spinning her hand, she pulled and wrapped the large amount in a circle, letting the clear pool hover above Jason’s head. Holding her hands toward the sky, she quickly brought them down just as more fire exploded in her direction. The dragon slid across the floor at the weight and began to twist and tug angrily.
    Great, you’re just pissing it off, Marcella. Super human strength and tolerance aren’t going to be enough for this one. Think of something!
    Nothing came to mind. Aggravated, she limped forward and began to hit his face with everything she had. Jason snapped, and she felt the bones in her hand crack under her connection to his snout, but she didn’t quit hitting. The tears poured from her eyes, and still she swung with everything she had. Teeth pierced her bicep, making contact with her bone. The pain was so intense that a scream wouldn’t even come from her throat.
    Dazed, Marcella fell to the ground. She was losing way too much blood. The room tilted underneath her as she stared up at the brown form above her. This was it, she knew she was about to die, yet again. She’d been completely stupid to think she could master a dragon. Everyone knew something like that couldn’t be controlled.
    The beast took a step back, and she watched its head turn to the side just as it lunged forward. Collecting all of her energy, she quickly jumped up and felt herself sway. It didn’t stop her from taking one last kick at his face before he knocked her to the ground, causing her to hit her head. Darkness spotted the room as pieces of the dragon disappeared from her vision. Feeling wetness starting to soak her hair, the heat coming from the back of her head drew her into unconsciousness.

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    Fog rested heavily in Jason’s mind as he stared down, seeing Marcella’s form through what looked like an old-fashioned, black and white television screen. The taste of her blood coated the inside of his mouth, somehow stirring his blood to race faster. Confused by what was happening, he remained immobile, taking in the pictures before him.
    Jason tried to focus in on the colorless picture. He watched blood, or what he assumed was blood, begin to pool behind her head, turning the white stone around her almost black. As he looked closer, he noticed her whole body seemed to be soaked in it. Numbness gripped him as he tried to get his body to respond and get closer to see if she was all right.
    Voices, and the men coming forward, vanished as a blinding pain rushed through him, and he felt himself falling. The stone floor was suddenly before his vision the second he hit the ground hard. Blinking, completely lost, Jason searched his mind for what had happened. Recalling Marcella, he turned over as fast as his nude body would allow. Terrified, he looked upon the scene that lay before him. She was exactly as he’d seen her.
    “Marcy?” He pulled himself against the stone until he reached her side. “Marcella!” The fact that his arms and legs weren’t working right had Jason searching his mind desperately. Looking up, his friends were still rushing forward. Ambrose made it to them first, Samael and Dominic not a split second later.
    Ambrose grabbed his arms, trying to pull him away.