"I hope it works out. I'll try to help the best I can, but they still think I'm part of them. Good luck Trace and please...stay safe," he said before hanging up the phone. He hoped that whatever plan Tracy had worked, not wanting either her or Deanna to be prisoners of the Scientists or the School.

Tracy hung up and called the trainers in for a meeting. They had been preparing for something like this, and they were ready to run the scientists and the School out of their city.

Thalia saw all the trainers coming in and felt bad that this was happening just because she didn't want to be under their control. "I'm sorry, this is all because of me," she whispered.

" Dont feel bad.Tracy wants us to stay here while they fight. She says the scientists won't think to look in one of the older passage ways. " Deanna said.

"I still feel bad though..." Thalia said, although she thought of them hiding in the old passages was a good way of thinking and even though she wanted to be on the front lines helping the trainers, the protection of Dea as her trainer came before anything else.

" I want you two to head to the safe room in the underground. If you don't hear from me or anyone else in two days. Go out the emergency exit toward the Sacred Forest. The Dragon Council has granted you sanctuary there if anything bad should happen. " Tracy said , hoping things didn't get that bad.

"And what about you Tracy? You're a target as well," Thalia exclaimed as a thought came to her mind. "You aren't planning what I think you're planning, are you?"

" I am. " Tracy said. She wasn't going to take this and would fight those who had tried to hurt those she cared about.

"Then why can't we help?" Deanna asked.

" I don't want them to have a reason to taunt Carly and the others out of hiding. "Tracy said having a feeling the Scientists would do that .

Dea nodded, knowing they would do something like that. "Still...I want to help," Deanna said.

" I know. I promise there will be others you and Thalia can fight in.Now get to safety. " Tracy said.

"Dea, think of it this way. What is the easiest way to hurt Max? To make Carly feel helpless. The way they do that? By kidnapping you. I know you want to fight, and honestly, so do I, but there's more at stake here, doubly so if you're the one who gets captured. Not that I'm saying that Tracy getting captured is a good thing either, but...I'm all you got and I can only do so much," Thalia said bluntly. She knew it would get through to Deanna's stubbornness, even if it sounded a little hurtful.

Daniel saw a Scientist holding a package within the crook of his arm, having a feeling that it was the Golden Fleece that Thalia needed, hoping that Toothless knew to help protect Tracy from whatever happened. Listening to the commanding officer, he learned that Deanna was their top priority, Tracy was their second priority.

Deanna nodded as she locked the passage way behind them. She didn't want to see Max or her sister hurt because of her. " I understand. " She said as they got closer to the room.

Thalia waited for Deanna to lock the door behind her before they both headed to the room that Tracy told them about. "As long as you understand Dea, although I'm sorry for being blunt back there," she added.

"It's alright. I needed that. " Deanna said as she locked the door behind them. " This isn't so bad. " She said looking around the room.

Thalia looked around as well, amazed by the location.

Lena got everyone ready as they got ready for battle. She was glad they would be taking back their town. " Are we almost ready to go?" She asked Tracy.

Tracy nodded to her friend, hoping that Deanna was in the safe room by now. She just hoped that Daniel stayed safe and wouldn't get hurt.

Daniel was running towards the leading commander, glad that no one knew of his true identity, or his true loyalty which laid with his girlfriend. "Daniel, you ready?" another Eraser asked him as Daniel just nodded, hoping he knew what he was doing.

Lena smiled and had everyone go to the streets. She was glad that the city dwellers had gone underground just in case this got bad.

Daniel saw Tracy, Lena and all the trainers out with their respective Bishies, smirking lightly to himself when he saw Toothless next to Tracy. The leader of the army here nodded to the scientist next to him before he walked out towards the group. Raising his voice, he started speaking.

"We give you this one time offer before everyone here annihilates you all. If you give us Thalia Grace and Deanna Richards, we will not only hand you the Golden Fleece, but we will not harm either female."

Tracy scowled. She knew what they had in mind. " I deny your offer. We all know you'll use Deanna to get to Max. How about surrender the fleece and we'll let you leave this town with your lives. " Tracy yelled back.

Daniel ducked his face down to cover the smirk that was on it, glad that Tracy could see straight through the bullshit that they were trying to sell. His smirk was also do to the two vials within the pocket of the pants he was wearing, hoping that he could get in close to give them to Tracy so that she could use whatever they were.

The scientist chuckled lightly at Tracy's demands. Once he composed himself, he looked at the group of trainers. "You and your little army versus ours?" He asked, knowing that he had a full amount of Erasers, Bishies and soldiers at his command. "The only thing you'll do by fighting is delay the inevitable. Of course, I suppose showing your friend Alex your corpse would be a fitting consolation," he said as he headed back into the line.

Tracy smirked. " You underestimate us. " She said glad that they had help from other sources. She wasn't sure when they would arrive, but she hoped they would soon.

(I believe I have twisted my ankle...at the very least I sprained it. The fact it's swollen means it's one of the two. Also, did you have anything in mind for what Tracy's help is to be?)

The Leader raised an eyebrow at Tracy's statement. "Perhaps I am underestimating you, but right now I see us outnumbering you," the Leader said, getting ready to issue an attack. He had a feeling that he had to strike hard and strike fast.