The above OC is in danger, what will your OC do?

It was late at night, the only available light being from a small lantern in front of the barn and the full moon shining down, barely getting through the cracks of wood. Inside were two lone figures: Allen and the vampire he tried to hunt. Allen was pressed against the wall, clawing at the strong hand that tightened its grip around his throat. He flailed but the vampire was far too strong. He coughed and gagged, and just as his vision grew blurry he heard a loud THWACK!!! The grip on his throat suddenly left and Allen fell on the ground, he coughed and gasped for air, rubbing his throat. His ear twitched with every thwack and smack he heard nearby. Wet smacks. When he looked up, he sat the vampire on the ground, not moving. Crouched besides them was another figure that seemed to be tracing something on the ground with his finger. After a second, the man stood up. His head was completely covered by a paper bag.
"What a wonderful smile. :)" he said softly, admiring the sight. Suddenly remembering the other person, Smiley turned around to face Allen. "Oh hello. :) Are you okay? :) Did I interrupt? :)" He looked at the vampire's body, then back at the canine. "That creature... They had a nice smile, don't you think? :) Do you have one too? :) Why don't you smile for me to show me you're okay? :)"

As soon as Smiley began advancing, Allen ran, accidentally knocking the lantern down in the process. The lantern's liquids spilled, causing the flames to spread quickly. Soon it clung onto even the hay and the wood, quickly enveloping the entire barn with Smiley inside!

The sky was empty of stars. Light blue feathers could only be seen because of their reflection of the moonlight. A jolt of movement caught the creature's attention: a figure, seemingly blurred. Wow. I guess they're in a hurry. Angelique frowned in thought, slowed down her flight a bit. Or maybe scared of something?.... The answer came to her quickly, in the form of a smell. The smell of smoke. It was coming out of the barn quickly, via its source: a quickly-spreading fire. Although this wasn't anywhere near where she lived, what if there was someone inside? Or was it not worth risking?

Gently, Angelique touched down nearby, but not too close. After all, the blaze was moving fast. She folded her wings in, and released a stream of cold. Of course, it didn't have an immediate affect, since fire wasn't just fueled by heat, but eventually, the frosted stream was turned to water by the warmth. Carefully poking her head in, Angelique peered around. There was someone on the floor....a human! There was what seemed to be...a paper bag?....on their head. And it seemed bloody...were humans normally like this? Oh well. She let out a small noise and waved her wing, then bopped them with her head. They seemed to have a bit of frost clinging to their singed clothes, oddly enough. They stood up, which startled her a bit. The bag on their head was burned as well...but the smile drawn on was still clear. "Ah...it's good to see you're alright." A contortion of her expression that could be considered...a smile. Albeit a nervous one. This guy seemed kinda...weird.

Before he could speak, Angelique fled the barn. Something about them gave her chills, no pun intended.

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She could feel the razor-sharp blade scraping across her wing before she could dodge. Another hunter was pursuing her, although this one seemed more talented than the others. If this kept up, Angelique was in serious danger...

The cat was walking, as usual, and saw that filthy hunter and the other creature. He did not know what she was, but he knew he should help. Even with his selfish nature, Rome had honor. He looked around and saw a bucket lying on the floor beside some ropes and a hammock. A small plan formed on the animal's head.

He picked up the rope and silently approached the hunter. "Hello, stinky." he mewed smiling, as he began to twirl the rope around the hunter's legs, which tried in vain to grab the cat. After a while, his legs were already trapped. He picked up the net and climbed into a nearby tree, throwing the net into the hunter. Finally, he threw the bucket at his head. "My work is done!" he purred. "Look, bird, you better run while you can." he told Angelique, who just nodded and walked away.

A small growl of pain left Rome's mouth. Again, he had been caught stealing food. And this human, he seemed to be more angry than the last victims. Even with the attempts to escape, this man furiously attacked the animal with a knife, hitting his knee. It had not been a deep cut, but it hurt. His vision was already blurred, and he probably would not escape alive this time...

Colette could never wrap her head around how some people could be so blatantly cruel towards animals, and the situation that was unfurling in front of her only furthered that bafflement. This man was taking a knife on a cat? It didn't matter to her how it had started, but before she knew what she was doing, the doll had planted herself firmly in between the man and Rome. The appearance of a person in the scuffle seemed to shock the man enough to stop, and when it was clear that the woman was not going to be budging to let him through, he turned tail, muttering obscenities under his breath.

With the immediate danger gone, Colette crouched down towards Rome, reaching a tentative hand out towards the wound on his knee; she didn't want to spook him more than he probably already was. "...Please hold still for a moment." Untying the bow from her hair, she gingerly wrapped the ribbon around the cat's leg in an attempt to stop the bleeding before picking him up in her arms. "...It does not appear to be too bad of a cut, but I think I should take you to a vet just to make sure it gets cleaned properly. I...I do not know what you did to make him so irate, but I would avoid straying around him again."

It wasn't an uncommon thing for Ojo, Bouche, and Pipistrello to climb up the trees in the park on their walks with Colette. It also wasn't an uncommon thing for them to get stuck up in those trees, despite Colette's warnings of not going too high. Usually climbing up to get them back down was not much of an issue, and she had gotten pretty close to where they were when she accidentally stepped on a dead branch. It cracked underneath her weight, causing the woman to lose her footing and slip, just barely hanging onto the branch above.

For just a split second the world lost all colors. All the greens and blues faded into different shades of grey as movement froze. There was a feeling of arms around Colette, and for a second it looked like shadow-like arms reached upwards for the three spirits. But before Colette could see what happened, everything returned to normal. Color returned and time resumed. Holding the young woman was the manager of the store whose property included the tree. He smiled cheerfully at her, the three spirits nestled on his shoulders and the top of his head.
"Careful now!" Reggie smiled while gently setting her down. "I'm going to have to ask you to not climb our trees, although I don't think I'll have to ask that again! Oh!" He glanced upwards at the spirit gnawing on his hair. "Why don't we get you some snacks while we're at it? I know some great free samples you should try! Their food is on sale!"

Reggie maintained a calm expression as he stood in front of one of the registers, having stepped in to protect one of his cashiers from the wrath of an angry customer. They had seen a wrong price on an item but assumed that arguing would get the workers to overlook it. That, or they didn't want to be embarrassed in front of everyone by being proven wrong. Regardless, when the cashier brought up the subject, the customer became livid and practically screamed and shouted, pulling all sorts of excuses as to why the cashier would treat them so badly. When Reggie stepped in, the customer's anger directed at him.
He was used to this, though he was tired. It had been a tiring week of dealing with these customers. If something didn't happen soon, he might become trigger happy with his manager skills...

"Hey you standing there outside the store~

Put the gun down, I do implore!~"

The sharp voice rang out. Looking up, but not up by much mind you, was a woman in her late thirties at least, she'd been one of the day's last customers. She was clasping her hands together as her hair fluttered around her in a breeze that seemed to only be around her.

"Oi!" The mugger shouted, and Miasma felt the metal of the gun on the back of his neck. "If I were you, I'd just back away and forget I saw anything."

This made the woman's expression harden in anger.

"People like you are quite abhor, leaving places filled with gore

But here I'll give you the what for, you'll flee when you hear my--

ROAR!!!"

A shock wave let loose from her tiny body, and the mugger took a step back, and when the magic sunk in they turned and fled, ditching the gun in their scramble and haste to get away.

"Whew, that was way too close." She said, wiping her brow. She scooped up her groceries and flashed him a broad smile. "Have a good night."

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It was a quiet day in the front library, what with the non-magic folk silently milling about. However, as Liz straightened the books and put back some newly returned novels, the bookcase was shoved roughly from the other side, and it began to topple onto her!

Ammerie saw the taller shelf start to topple from a distance. She was in disguise of course, but she figured that she didn't need her wings for this case. She got up in a hurry, beginning to rush towards the falling bookcase. The person who was in risk of being crushed was running out of the way already, so Ammerie focused on stopping the case from falling flat.

She finally got there, and threw her hands out to catch the shelf. As she did catch the frame, some of the books toppled out onto the floor, with a few hitting Ammerie herself. But mostly, it managed to hold itself together.

She shoved the shelf enough so that it stood upright again. With that, she brushed her hands on her loose disguising jacket and glanced at the person whom she had saved from the bookcase. "I could help you put the books on the floor back." She blurted.

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Ammerie was being hunted by supernatural hunters. Her right wing was broken in a fight so she couldn'tfly away from them. As she ran as fast as she could through the forest that bordered a city, shots from rifles rang out and whizzed past her. One struck her in the leg, and she fell down. She didn't know if Tomoko would come to rescue her, or if the hunters would really capture her as proof of angels existing. She just prayed that maybe there was a slight chance of getting away.

Just by where the Angel laid, the giant sequoia had been asleep, standing up. They had heard the noises of the guns, and the sight of the injured angel, such a beautiful creation, damaged, enraged them to the point where the Ent unrooted themselves and went to the shots, every step causing a shockwave in the earth as the hunters ran, Fighting such a colossal creature wasn't worth the angel.

Once everything was quiet. The giant tree, calling themselves 'Redwood', carefully picks up the angel and moves them into their branches, ensureing that the others in there could treat her of her wounds.

However, The fire season had started, a thunder storm had conjoured out of nowhere. One bolt of light unfortunately struck the ent in their shoulder and now a great blaze had started to spread, burning everything as the ent couldn't deal with it's sheer magnitude.

Hugh saw the dragon bun struggling in the water and paused. He's never seen anyone like this before, he was used to rescuing humans, not whatever Blaze was. He sighed, hoping the blue creature wasn't dangerous as he hooked his arms through her armpits and lifted her head higher above the water, trying to make breathing easier for the short swim back to land. "Here we go, I got ya," he muttered as he swam with the blue dragon bun, somewhat tense because of her pointy horns and wings. Wary or not , he couldn't leave Blaze in the water like that, what of she got too cold and went onto shock ? Or worse, drowned? The merman swam her to the shore and climbed a little ways out of the water, laying her out in the sand in the sun. Soon the warm air dried her fur and she was able to leave. Hugh bid her a friendly goodbye, glad his job was done.

Feeling a very dry himself, much drier than a merperson should feel, he turned around to get back to the water. However, the tides in this unfamiliar wharf were different from his home near the island and had retreated even farther back from the shoreline than they were when he had left the water. Hugh dragged himself as far as he could towards the water but collapsed some ways away, his sides heaving as his gills screamed for water. He was too weak and dry to make it back to the ocean on his own.

Hope looked down at the fallen man. She had been watching him for some time, afraid to approach. But it would be cowardly to let him die! She stared at the bottle of water in her purse. Would it be enough? "He looks so dehydrated... I'd better try, at least." She murmured, approaching slowly and opening the bottle. "Hi, I'm H-Hope... I do not know you, but I tough I could help... I really do not know if this is going to work." she murmured, throwing the water from the bottle into him. Maybe that would help him hydrate himself, at least until he got back into the water. "Do you want help getting back to the ocean?" she asked standing up quickly.

Hope was serving customers, as usual. She was enjoying herself as she listened to the conversation of the different creatures who went to the pizzeria. A loud noise made her white ears turn toward the door. Three hooded mans, one of 'em holding a gun, had come in. Once again, the pizzeria was being assaulted.

"Everyone, go to the emergency exit." she shouted, watching the customers leave. Some had to be dragged because they wanted to stay to see. She turned to follow them, but one man grabbed her by the arm and pointed the gun at her head. "You're a hostage now. Do not try to escape." he said, making the kemomimi get scared.

The female watched from the corner of the window and quickly sent out her Liepard, who snuck inside. The feline then bit one of the men's arms and quickly let go before the man could shoot him. The girl then ran in and attacked the other two with help from her Dragonite.

 "Run! We'll handle this!" She yelled at Hope, while trying to knock the gun out of the leader's hand. After successfully knocking the gun out of his hand, knocking him out, and kicking it out of reach of the other two, she sent out her Serperior to coil around them tightly enough that they wouldn't get away before the authorities arrived. 

"So you didn't leave? That was awfully brave. You'll be safe now. " She grinned mischevously, "Hopefully this doesn't happen again..."

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Carrena was exploring a cave when she fell and broke her leg. All of her Pokemon got scattered around her and are out of reach. So she's stuck