Edge met the twins' pounds as he hugged his own body. Man, the cold was merciless. Edge knew the metal door was jammed somehow. The latch bent while inside, making it impossible to move, unless you had inhuman strength. Screaming in both fear and frustration, Edge pounded until his fists bled. Grittng his teeth, he surveyed his surroundings. He was doomed. "Sh, Shh! It's alright, boys... Daddy's just... playing with you!" He laughed like it was all a game. A fun, innocent game, knowing well the two could hear him. 

Skylark held his fists, worn and bloody from beating on the door as he started to cry. He clung to his twin. He had to help Daddy! When Daddy told him it was all a game, Skylark's eyes narrowed as years streamed down. "Stop it!" He roared rather loudly, causing Edge to cover his ears instinctively.

 The dragon spread out his wings and let go of Sleipnir's hand, grey tail thrashing. "Daddy, this isn't fun! I'm scared! I just want you to hug me! Daaaaaaaaaaaaaddy!" The poor baby screamed at the top of his lungs. Edge's violet eyes also cried, the tears frosting as they fell. His teeth chattered, and his lips were slightly blue. It was only a matter of time until his heart would stop beating. He choked on the quickly freezing blood in his throat. 

The sound sickened Skylark. "Sleipnir !!!!! We. Have. To. Save. Dad. Dy." He said between sobs. The baby cried and cried, falling to his knees.

The hydra, thinking his job was done, spread his wings and flew away into the smoggy sky. How was it he could breathe the air and Path could not? Why, he was the one who made then smog, of course!