"Get your paws off me!" Darkstalker roared, nearly biting the hand of one of the med techs who had managed to draw some of his blood and was now escaping with the blue filled syringe. He was shaking with rage and a growing dread, because that shouldn't have been possible. His scales were impenetrable. There was no way they should been able to stab him with anything: swords, daggers, or strange needles.

"I demand to speak with whoever is in charge here." He shouted, rearing up and flaring his wings wide to scatter the rest of the humans near him. In the eerie white light, the silver scales on his wings glinted like diamonds, and even his black scales seemed to glitter with a deep midnight blue that usually went unseen.