[Camron’s POV]

Colored squares moved around. An annoying clicking sound came from the cube, but the boy was oblivious to it. Slowly the orange squares aligned forming a big orange square. Camron smiled and placed rubix cube away. His blue eyes glanced around the room before he looked down again. The awkwardness of the situation made him squirm a little. He had no clue why they were here nor why the rest were put into alien-like pods. The man with the crimson tinted glasses must have said something earlier. At least no one was being cut up by the extra-terrestrials. 

He turned to the bald man beside him. An odd person who looked like a dwarvian version of a skin head. A Tolkien dwarf to be exact. The boy smiled and he rattled off something. The green eyes widened in confusion, and Camron felt his face heating up slightly. Can't the man understand him? He leaned back against the sofa with a huff and crossed his arms. Nothing bothers him more than being misunderstood. 

“Camron, I am in front of you,” echoed an angry voice inside his head.

[i]Oh boy, Seira sounded really ticked![/i] The boy jerked his head up and quickly covered his eyes. There was a naked girl in front of him. No scratch that! His partner was naked in front of him. The teen continued scrunching his eyes closed as he removed his jacket and held it up. Mentally he counted to thirty before opening them again. Even with the jacket on she looked so… exposed. The blonde held his finger to his mouth and bit down till he tasted blood.

His partner was clearly saying something to the alien man with red tinted glasses. She was stamping her foot. He really wished she had some decent clothes to wear. Slowly XC snuck behind her and drew something using his blood along the small of her back. A tight slap turned his head side-ways. His hand reached for his cheek as he winced. At least she looked better in the short denim overalls and a white t-shirt. 

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[Seira’s POV]

Walls surrounded her. Seira instinctively pushed her arms out trying to keep them apart. It was to no avail. Quickly she brought her hands back to her sides. Without her arms she would be useless. She dropped down and curled up to minimize impact. An audible gasp issued from her mouth as the walls sandwich her. Sharp pain followed and blind panic took over. Seira struggled till she knew no more. 

Consciousness began taking shape. Where was she? Why was it so dark? Her panic intensified as she struggled to breathe. She felt her sanity slipping away. No! The girl thrashed about only to feel her arm hit against glass. Her eyes shot open before she fell forward as the pod opened. 

She lay there on the ground in a pool of liquid. Strands of long black hair obscured her face. Her whole body ached and her lungs were burning. How badly injured was she? 

She felt the cool air tickling her and her face lighted up. Seira quickly sat on her haunches and covered her chest with her arms. She was completely and utterly naked. It never registered in her mind that the other Asylums still in the pods were in a similar state. 

Her dark eyes fell on Camron’s. She yelled at him to give her his jacket, but the boy wouldn’t respond. She bit her lip in irritation and marched over. She blasted him for a good five seconds. Still he didn’t look up. Oh God! 

“Camron, I am in front of you,” XCI yelled telepathically. 

Her partner jerked his head up and quickly covered his eyes. Seira slapped her forehead as she sighed with frustration. She snatched the jacket Camron offered her and put it on. There was one person she recognized out of the whole group! He was the one they were looking for. The presence of the Prodigy only confirmed her suspicions. She whipped around and glared at the XIII.

“I hope you have a good explanation for all this,” she waved her arms in the direction of the pods.

“I … urgh.” 

She stamped her foot. Her mind couldn’t process anything coherently not when she is this fatigued. She felt someone touching her in the small of her back. Her anger flared up once again. She turned around and slapped Camron. She glared at the boy for moment before looking up. Her reflection in the mirror showed that she was currently dressed in a white shirt and short denim overalls. She grimaced as she kneeled down beside her partner. The boy looked at her sheepishly before pulling away. A small trail of blood marked where his hand was moments ago. He retreated back to where he sat. The hybrid tried to hide her confusion and embarrassment. 

“So erm… well sorry about that. Actually thank you.” Seira said as she looked at Angel once more.

“I am still angry though, but not even enough to be ungrateful. You and the Chrono probably saved us after allowing us to be beaten up so badly. Um…” 

She looked down at her bare feet. Her mind was still processing much faster than she could comprehend. The whole thing was too weird even for her. Most of the pods continued humming though one or two of them opened with a hiss. Too bad those pods can’t heal anyone completely or she would have shoved Camron straight into one. 

“Actually I can’t tell if I am more annoyed with you or my partner. The boy can’t hear me half the time, and I hate attempting to communicate telepathically. He has one of the most cluttered minds ever.” 

There she said it. Blunt, but it got her message across. She knew it was probably unwise to say that out loud, but Camron's disability is getting to be a nuisance. She flicked away another strand of hair in irritation.