The boys were so exhausted from the long night that they didn't stop to think about how their manager, Brian Epstein would react to seeing his boys in such a state. Would he still recognize them? Or would he try to get the three mutated Beatles locked behind bars?

The only way to find out was to observe him as he made his way to the hotel room the Beatles were all staying at. Although he was their manager, he was more of a father figure to the band if anything. Especially John who never really had a dad.

It was surprisingly quiet when he was just steps away from the door, usually the boys would be up and about making a racket that would wake the entire floor. "They must have had a long night at the party, I sure hope they aren't too tired for sightseeing today."

With a knock at the door, Ringo shot up in an instant. "Ah! Hide guys!!" He panicked, his wound hardened into a scab by this point. However he was still in no shape to to be seen no matter how human he looked. "Let me answer it Richie, I'll just cover up really good."

"But.. But.."

"I'll be alright. You need to rest." Paul smiled, covering up with a long coat and a thick scarf to hide his extra six arms, wings and tail. "Who's there? We're coming!"

"Oh Paul, I hope I didn't disturb anything with you boys." Brian answered, surprised to see the bassist all bundled up when he was let in. "Umm, is there any reason you're dressed up? It's not that cold out."

"Oh no reason, I just wanted to wear this. Now what brings you here Eppy?"

"Don't you remember? The five of us are to go and explore the city on your weekend off. And speaking of time off, did you boys have fun at the party?"

Thinking about the façade those looneys called a party made Paul's stomach lurch. He didn't want to talk about or even say the names of the two responsible. "Paul? Is something wrong?"

"What no! Why would anything be wrong?" Paul stammered, however Brian wasn't buying it. Nothing ever got past their manager. "Well... Actually there is.. No, you wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Tell me what? I have a right to know about this, you boys mean the world to me. It would devastate me if I found out someone tried to hurt you.."

"Well that's just it. Richie got bruised up really bad last night. You don't even want to know what happened to John, Geo and I..."

Reaching for his coat, Paul slowly undid it to reveal his tail. "Some party animals our hosts were alright, so much that they wanted to make us into their lab rats!"

Just the sight of seeing how badly mutated one of his boys were filled Brian's eyes with pure rage. How could such monsters do this to three innocent boys?! He wanted nothing more now than to find the ones responsible and tear them apart with his bare hands.

Paul must have read his mind, as he reached over to hold his shoulder. "Don't get involved Eppy, we don't want anything to happen to you too.."

"I don't care about what happens to me! You boys are much more important, and I'll make them find a cure for your condition!"

"Eppy please-"

But it seems he wasn't going to take no as an answer, he rushed to the bed and nearly fainted seeing such large wounds on Ringo's belly. "Those look deep, who did this to you?! Where are they now?! I'll pulverize them!!"

"Eppy, I'm okay.. Johnny, Macca and Georgie saved my life yesterday. I would have been dead meat if it weren't for them." Ringo uttered out, wincing when Brian bandaged his scabs.

"But you still need to be hospitalized, and fast if your wounds would have any chance to heal properly. Let me drive you, in the meantime you three stay back and don't worry, we'll be back sooner than you know it." Their manager assured them, wasting no time driving Ringo off to the nearest clinic.

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"How very odd, it's like a giant walrus sunk its tusks into him. Even stranger is how he barely lost any blood if his levels are any indication." The doctor remarked as Ringo was patched up. Now there were two large stitches on his torso. "He must stay here a little while longer until his stitches are ready to come out."

"Well alright. But not for too long, we still have touring to do on Monday and the radio interview at six. Is it alright if I can stay around with him?"

"Only until visiting hours are over, but I can assure you that it shouldn't take too long, he heals surprisingly well for someone who had so many illnesses as a child."

The anesthetic Ringo was injected with had hours to wear off, leaving Eppy to stroke his hair and watch him now sleeping peacefully. "Don't worry Richard, you won't be alone in your quest to bring the perpetrators to justice." He promised.

Even though he was unable to hear him, Ringo knew that he had help now, he smiled softly in his sleep.

"Aha! Thought you could get away from us that easily huh drummer boy?"