{Aurthor's/Notes}
*timeskips, scene change, flashbacks*
**POV change**
"Talking"
'THOTS'
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*10:43 pm*
**Jaylen POV**
We were walking in the cold snow and wind. The others were fine because of their fur, but I didn't have any. I didn't know why the love of my life wasn't freezing, but I was getting really cold.
Y/N: "You okay?"
Jaylen: "No...I'm f-freezing."
Y/N: "There's a heater in your suit. Just press the small red button on your wrist."
I looked on my wrist and sure enough, there were three small buttons. One blue, one red, and one glowing a faded white. I pressed the red one, which instently made me warm.
Jaylen: "Oh..."
Erica: "I thought B.U.R.N armor was just regular armor."
Y/N: "Last Hope B.U.R.N armor, yes. But since the Furnited Nations has better tech, Alan was able to integrate some of it into the suits you girls ha-...."
Piper: "...What?"
Y/N: "...Keep an eye out....and your voices down..."
We all got out our guns and started to sneak forward. We were unsure why Y/N ordered us too, but we knew there was a reason why. And Jenny was the first to find out.
Jenny(terrified): "G-g-g-guys?...."
We all turned around and tried our best not to scream at the top of our lungs.
{Furry, not human}
It was a dragon that was literally skin and bones, wings slopply chopped off. He was a victim of an old but horrorable torture tactic. He was still breathing.
Dragon Victim(raspy): ".....k-kill me....please....."
Y/N walked up to the dragon and pulled out his silenced .50 cal pistol, putting it under his chin.
Dragon Victim: "....t-think.....you...."
*silenced gunshot*
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