If Sky Duster had been able to let out a shriek of fright, she would have. Unfortunately, her entire body felt like it had fallen asleep; having that aggravating pins-and-needles feeling. Well, almost all of her body. The bruises along her back still ached. That's what she got for trying to fight back.

She forgot it all though, her eyes wide as the events unfolded in front of her.

The griffin had barely unlocked the metal door to the cage when Toxic's eyes snapped open. A twinge of fear ran through Sky's heart.

He looks just like that one night, when those stallions....

With a surge of magic, the metal was ripped from its mounts, the cage door slamming into the griffin's face with enough force to send him flying across the warehouse. The other sides of the cage blew out, revolving in the air briefly before flattening the three nearest griffins. The remaining metal pieces shot out into the gaggle of griffins.

A piece of metal then ricochetted with a deadly hum, and she saw Toxic twitch his head to the side.

Toxic then looked at her, and a flurry of emotions skittered across his eyes. The metal must have only grazed his face, for a slight scratch shone through his blue fur on his right cheek. The shock of the pain seemed to have changed something. Toxic... was different.

Then only one emotion shone in his eyes.

Rage.

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Toxic felt adrenaline spike into his bloodstream, his emotions feeding his magical energies. The slice on his cheek wasn't deep, but the shock of it had been more than enough to get his thoughts in order.

These creatures had kidnapped him.

They had hurt her.

One of the griffins hefted a large crossbow, but another slapped the weapon down.

“You idiot. You know the orders. Prisoners, alive only.”

Toxic extended his magical senses, and a dangerous smile formed on his face, despite over ten griffins encircling the cage.

Alive? Oh this was going to be fun.

Part of his mind recoiled at the thought of finding conflict fun, but another rejoiced. Finally, an outlet for emotions, a chance to use the pent up anger and helplessness.

Two things then registered in his mind, despite being clouded by emotions.

First, the area directly behind them, outside the warehouse wall, was open space.

Second, there was a large stack of flammable liquid twenty paces away, stacked up against the wall. They obviously meant to burn the place down to destroy evidence.

Well, he should be a gentle-colt and help them along.

“Boom.”

The few griffins close enough to hear him just raised their brows, glancing to their fellows. Was this pony insane?

One griffin apparently lacked the patience to wait, for he sprang forward, intent on slamming a large metal pole against Toxic's head.

The creature let out a surprised squawk as the weapon stopped mid-air, encased in a magical glow.

The griffin found himself lifted into the air and promptly slammed into the nearest object, which happened to be a pile of boxes. The metal pole drifted closer to Toxic, and the magical glow grew more intense.

The pole began to heat to a cherry red, and then a white hot mass that was almost too bright to look upon. Thankfully, they couldn't see Toxic straining from the effort, or the griffins might have taken advantage of the magically intense task.

Then again, it was a ball of molten metal controlled by an angry prisoner. Nobody wanted to get too close.

One of the griffins, a simple soldier, then met Toxic's eyes. It was only for a moment before the ball of white metal blinded him again, but it was enough.

The unicorn was smiling as he mouthed one word.

Boom.

The avian promptly turned and ran. The image of Toxic's face burned into his mind.

White hot metal then flew through the crowd, not unlike a lightning bolt. It slammed into the floor, sending bits of magically-heated ore cascading over the flammable liquids. The resulting explosion instantly lit the wall on fire, and the nearest griffins rolled across the floor, trying to extinguish the flames that ate at their feathers.

In the moment they were distracted, Toxic summoned the last bit of his energy, moving over to Sky Duster. His eyes flickered across her back briefly, once again seeing the bruises on her light blue fur.

His lips curled in an angry snarl, sweat dripping from his brow as he faced the few griffins still stupid enough to try and capture them. His magic was almost spent....

Sending out a few magical feelers, he encompassed himself and Sky in a magical bubble, focussing on one thing; the location of the teleport spell.

Away. Behind this wall. High in the air. Far away.

With a flash of light, the two unicorns vanished, leaving more than a few singed griffins, and a very happy fire licking away at the warehouse walls.

The world swirled, and for a moment Toxic was disoriented-

GROUND!

Another spell, this one at a diagonal direction. Apparently his 'up high and away' location had been just that; high up in the air, and they had been about to pancake into the ground.

Stupid. First rule of teleporting. KNOW where you were transporting to. Unfocused transporting was asking for trouble.

It still worked though.

Thankfully, they materialized only a few feet above the ground this time, missing the numerous trees that dotted...a mountainside?

Good thing they hadn't become one with a tree...

The rage in Toxic's mind faded, and as he slammed into the ground, he tried to stay consciousness...but knew it was a lost cause. As the world faded, he saw a log suspended over a small culvert. Rotten and probably inhabited with Celestia-knows-what, but a hiding place nonetheless.

Whether he made it there or not, Toxic wasn't sure. All he knew, was that he had to get to that hiding place with Sky Duster.

Was she ok?

Author's Note

Back to third person! I'm liking this more....hmm.
Well. Guess what everypony?
I'M BACK! HUZZAH!
And Toxic is still scary 0_O

p.s. as always, please mention any mistakes or the like!