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Phoneix slammed the floor of his cage in frustration.  First, a six old was better at picking locks than he was, he knew he was getting rusty.  Then he was so close to grabbing Ash and getting out of here, when those people came and forced him back in the cage.  Now they were forcing some sort of needle thing on them.  He rattled the cage in frustration.  THey were moving down the line now and they had reached Ash’s cage. His eyes widened, no, they couldn’t do that to her.  He threw himself against the cage, watching helplessly as they took her from the cage.

“Ash!” he yelled, struggling to find a way out.  She turned her face towards him, she was whimpering.  “Leave her alone!” he yelled at the people in suits.  It was too late.  They camlpy pricked her, and Phoenix watched, dismayed as she slumped and they started to carry her out of here.  He could only stare, in shock. His knees collasped and he slid to the floor.  “Please,” he called to them, his voice cracking, “don’t hurt her, she’s only a kid.”  They ignored him and walked out the door.