[b]FERALISS / TYRIAN[/b]

Tyrian didn't want to know what he'd done to the mutant. He rose and spread his wings, taking off form the street. His eyes burned with tears that he was too proud to shed, and he couldn't see, but it didn't matter. He didn't have to worry about being seen when he was in the air. He hated himself. He hated himself so much more now than he did only a few minutes ago. 

"TYRIAN, WAIT!" Alissa cried. She glanced at Hank, then stood and shapeshifted into a hawk. She took off, trying to catch up to Tyrian. She flew as fast as she could, finally catching up to him as he landed in an alley. She shapeshifted back just before she hit the ground and landed with a thud, running toward him. 

"Tyrian, are you alright? Did it hurt you?" 

"What? Alissa? Why are you here?" She touched his shoulder and he shrugged her off. "Go away! I don't want to hurt you too!" 

"You won't." 

"You don't know that!" 

"Look, my dad is really smart, and my mom can do some cool stuff too... Maybe we can help you." She caught his eye. "Please, Tyrian. Let me help you." 

She gently took Tyrian's paw-hand and held it in both of her tiny human hands. He was confused. Torn. He didn't want to hurt her, but he needed help... 

"Okay," he sighed. "If your dad can tell me what's wrong with me..." He looked away. "I need to know." 

"Just come with me," Alissa soothed. "Everything will be okay. We'll figure this out." 

She led him out of the alley and walked with him to the park. There, she shapeshifted into a hawk and they took off toward the southeast.