"No way, pal!" there was another face that met with his elbow, but it seemed like there was another ugly mug right there to take it's place. He hated to admit it -- not to mention admitting it too late -- he was just plain out-manned.

And they even had their hands all over Meg! Watching as they man-handled her did nothing to calm him down, and he felt a surge of adernaline pump through him as he tossed a guard off of his back. "Meg!" he cried out, flinging another off of his arm as he reached out. "Meg!!" he yelled as two more lept forward to pin him down, shoving his face in the snow.

He wiggled his way out of their hold just enough to lift his head up as they pulled her further from his reach. "MEG!!"