[i]Fire. Fire. Fire.[/i]

The broken mantra had been running through Liron's mind, along with the command to "save the mutt." The fact Liron could find neither was a source of distress, although the name of the feeling didn't come quite to the angel's mind. The broken chain, however, stopped when the small black creature which awoke him (a cat said a voice in his head, its called a cat) began to rub its face against his own.

Liron's facial features didn't change as his good arm reached out and buried its fingers in the feline's fur, petting it. It was wet he couldn't help but notice, slowly beginning to realize it was raining.

Cranning his head toward the sky, he watched the tears of heaven beat down, the mantra of fire in his head dying to nothing leaving behind a vague, empty feeling. Besides the aches and pains across his body. Which was odd. There had been injections for that in the past. Or was it pills? Another shot of pain through his leg told him it didn't matter.

[i]Where is the captain? Why isn't she here? Where am I?[/i] The pitiful thoughts came through his mind, not quite piecing together he had been thrown away and forgotten.

"Captain?" he called out weakly, his voice hurt and sore, cracking a bit too. "I am here."