It was already a long walk from the diner back to the hotel, but with the state Ringo was in right now it felt like an eternity. He couldn't believe all that happened to his three younger brothers. "To think this was supposed to be just a party."

He didn't know how he was going to explain it all to their manager, Brian. Let alone how he could tell their families, the very thought changed his guilt into fury. He wanted to strangle their hosts for what they had done to his family. "Grr, I couldn't even get a good look at Paul before he flew off. I just hope he's not too far gone, even if he's now a beast like the rest I just want to see him one last time.."

As soon as he approached the front door, a loud, batlike screech rang in his ears. "Ah! That has to be the biggest bat I've ever heard.. Wait, I think I know who it is.."

Crashing out the window, a large, blue scaled bat landed in front of the fallen Beatle. Eight arms, tipped with black claws at the fingers grabbed him. Dangerously close to his throat was a tail surrounded by more spikes than Ringo could count. "Aaaah!! Please don't do this.."

Even in the dark he could recognize the doe eyes and neat, black hair. He was mutated beyond belief, but the oldest Beatle was sure he could bring some humanity out of him. "Paul, I know it's you, you remember me right?"

However, he was only met with another screech. Ringo shivered from all the sharp fangs that filled his enlarged jaw, but now was no time to be scared. "Please.. I know you're in there Macca, remember all those times you swiped John's glasses? What about when you agreed to share a room with me when we met?"

All he got in response was the batty Beatle cocking his head. His blue eyes teared up, starting to lose hope of getting his baby brothers back. The tears dropped down onto Paul's newfound scales, twitching from the drops going down his arms. "Please Macca... There has to be something you remember.."

Squeezing his eyes shut, Ringo tried to fill his head with the good memories of him with his family. He could recall their latest song Paul decided to give to him, he rarely got to sing more than one song per record. 

"What goes on in your heart, what goes on in your mind.." He sang, trying to keep his mind off of his fate. All he wanted to do now was sing until he could no longer do so, if he was going to go down by the hand of a former brother he might as well do it while reminiscing on the older, more simple days.

"You are tearing me apart, when you treat me so unkind. What goes on in your mind."

However as luck would have it, his singing had an odd effect on the mutated Beatle. He loosened his grip on his hostage, as if there was something familiar about the strange man he was holding.

"You.. You know that song? You and John made it just for me...The other day I saw you as I walked along the road. But when I saw him with you I could feel my future fold."

As he continued to sing, Paul groaned and held his head. It reminded him of what happened in his last few moments as a human, those two mad scientists took his humanity, but they couldn't break his mind for long. "R... R.. Ring.."

Once he finished, Ringo's hair stood on end when he heard Paul speak. "Oh Paulie... I was so close to losing hope. Who would have guessed that our songs will get us through?"

Before he got any answers, Paul pulled him into a bear hug, making sure he wasn't poked by any of his spikes or claws. "Aww.. Great to have you back Maccaroni. But now we need to find the others before some onlookers get the wrong idea!"

Nodding, Paul picked him up with his eight arms, holding tight as he lifted off the ground. "I know John's probably still in the diner, but I think we should go for George first before those scientists find him first."

"Okay Rich.." Paul uttered out, while he had regained some of his humanity he still struggled to speak. "We save brother."

"Yes, we will find them and a way to get you three back to normal. Don't lose hope now, it will happen and everything will go back to the way it was at the end."

"Me hope.."