Rau collapses, breathing hard as the pain in his head grows worse, spreading in pulsing agony to his limbs, his sore legs feeling it the most. He knew he had to run, had to find his friends. He and Xavier had been separated as they evaded capture, and now the boy feels completely lost. He gets his feet under him, and makes his way down the street.
Pain or no pain, he had to find Ryan. She would help him, just like before....just like....
"Put your hands up, kid!" Several agents in black suits point their guns at the poor boy. "Don't make us have to fire."
Rau gasps as they suddenly turn into hands, huge silver hands with glowing eyes in their palms.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!" Rau runs, terror and confusion clouding his thoughts.
"He's bolting, after him!" The agents give chase.
As he runs, Rau again sees the weary red jester. This time, in a window's reflection to his left. He abruptly looks at his hand, but only sees his own human hand, no claws, no gloves. But when he looks ba