jamie & scientist

Jamie and another guy grabed the wire crate and carried him into the lab.Jamie grabed the dog and roughly placed him on the table.The scientist began going over the dogs body and giving him shots and then inserting a chip in his scruff.

Flash

Flash struggled much when he was carried into the Lab. But he still couldn't snap at the humans or anything, for the muzzle kept his mouth shut. His eyes still held the glowing rage in them though. And that rage would only grow along with fighting. He let out a snarl when he was roughly placed on the table but it was greatly muffled from the muzzle. He couldn't stand this thing! He started pawing at it with all the force he could possibly muster in his position, but he soon quit. He still had growls erupting from deep in his throat and they only got louder every time the scientist laid a hand on him. His massive body stayed still every time a needle was placed into his flesh, but he started waving his legs around again. He tried snarling again once he noticed the chip being placed into his scruff. Now he wouldn't have much freedom anymore. This angered him greatly and he started to viciously thrash his legs and head at the same time once they were finished, not willing to let them have every wish granted.

jamie

He laughed at the dog.He grabed him by the scruff and by his rump flesh and tossed him backinto the crate quickly shutting it.he kicked the crate."shut up you mut"then he and the scientist bruahgt him back to the car.

Flash

Flash snarled again but it came out muffled, as usual. He started flailing his legs around again as he was carried back to the crate. He tried to turn his head but couldn't as he felt hands on his scruff and rump now. He growled even louder once he was tossed into the crate. He ignored the human's words and started thrashing his body around in the crate, trying to get himself released. He knew it wasn't possible, but he never gave up. And he never would, especially when it came to humans and their appliances. He started to move around more before he snarled again. He may have looked silly, but he was dead serious. But now where was he going? The Pits, maybe? He sure hoped. He needed to release this anger and take it out on someone. And what better way to do that than to go to the Pits and fight? But he, of course, had no say so. He hardly calmed down in the uncomfortable crate as he waited for the next stop.

jamie

he drove to the pits.