Finding Them

Part two- We have to find him

(Tyler's POV)

"That was the last straw Bryce, I need real meds!" I threw the bottle of fake medicine on the ground cracking the bottle heavily. My forearm turning to stone and wrapping around the smaller man's neck pushed him against the brick wall behind him. "I need the medicine, and I'm gonna get it. Whether you're alive or not you understand?" He nods as he tries to pull my hand off his throat.
"J-just let me... go..." at releasing his neck he dropped and gasped trying to catch his breath. He looks me in the eyes and glared at me. He started walking down the alley with me right behind him. We walk for about twenty minutes, only the sound of our feet and the occasional sound of my tail flicking against a garbage can to keep Bryce on edge. "This is the place, this is where it all is." He said as he lifted the loading dock door of an abandoned building and walked over to a table. "This is what you want." He pulled out a weeks worth of pills and handed them to me.
"This is it? This is all you're gonna give me?!" I shouted at him. "My friend is dying and he needs these meds!"
"Dude I can't give you all of the pills! I have other buyers!"
"... Not anymore." As the words left my mouth my whole body turned to stone and I walked towards the man. Fist cracking slightly as I clench them.
"Wa-wait wait I-I can get you a few more weeks worth. We can work something ou-"

(Amy's POV)
(Four days earlier)
Mark and I have tracked the Stone Warrior west towards inland New York from energy burst. I was marking stuff down on the map as I sat in our two bedroom hotel as Mark threw the door open and the groceries on the floor.
"Mark what the-"
"Shh shh shh!" He turned the tv onto the news and sat on the edge of my bed. "Look..."
"Right now we reports of a homicide down in Westbury today. A well known drug dealer named Bryce Michaels was found dead today in a warehouse that seems to have been the headquarters of his operations. Local restaurant owner Kathy Murphy was working late that night when she heard gunshots from the warehouse." The male news man said.
"I was working late in the kitchen when all of the sudden I heard gunshots go off and screaming. So I peeked my head out ye back door to see a man, and he was climbing up the side of the building. And it's a solid slab of stone! After that I went inside and called 911."
"Police are still investigating the scene for any evidence, they did find what seemed to be a 'calling card' of the murderer found on the abdomen that appears to be a shard of dark green glass. Now in other news, what you don't know about-" Mark turned the tv to mute and looked at me.
"Okay, what does that have to do with us?" I ask
"Did you see the pills on the ground and in the warehouse? That bright purple pill is for people like me. The living myths and legends." He gets up and grabs his stuff and puts it in a bag.
"What are you doing?"
"Packing, we need to get to Westbury. We have to find him."
"Alright. But you're driving, I'm tired." I say pulling myself out of bed and getting stuff in my bag.
"Deal, hurry up."

(Tyler's POV)
I climb up the old brick apartment building and get in thru my bedroom window. I quickly pull my clothes off and throw them in my trash and throwing on some sweatpants and my TMNT shirt. Grabbing the bag of drugs I move to the door and open it. Kathryn was standing right in front of me and sticks out her hand.
"Meds. Now." I hand over the bag and she looks down at the blood on the outside and sighs. "Gonna have to dealer huh?" She looked at me upset and turns to go to the kitchen and I follow, defending myself.
"Look, he gave me barely enough for a week. It would have been more but Eth is going through it so fast and. And I'm not losing him. I did what I had to." While I was talking Kathryn mixed the pills with some other meds and liquids she had laid out waiting for me and she made up two vials. Injecting herself and handing me the other. We walk towards Ethan's room and talk.
"Come on, with this mix it should make him better and fix his wing."
"Really?"
"Are you doubting one of the best cryptozoologist in the world, or an angel for that matter, on medicine?"
"No no, sorry."
"It's okay, you wanna go in first?" I nod and step forward, knocking than opening the door. Ethan was sleeping peacefully, chest rising and falling gently with each breath. Kathryn steps in and takes the syringe from me and walk to the far side of his bed and puts the meds in his arm. After she pulls the needle out he stirs a bit and flutters his eyes open. I quickly sit on the bed next to him and took his hand in mine.
"Ty?" He said taking his hand and wiping his cheek. "You got a little blood there." He smiles and giggles a bit.
"You seem to be feeling better already Eth."
"I feel a lot better."
"That would be angel powers." Kathryn smiles. "We're natural born healers."
"Well thank you, for helping me."
"All in a day's work. Also, no flying or using your wings at all for a week."
I turn to her, "A week?! Wh-"
"Thank you doctor, means a lot that you did a house visit."
"No problem. But as a reminder, a symptom of Cryptozovacaine is an energy field, so if anybody's looking for you in this area they will most likely find you." As she finished her sentence there was a knock at the door.