Post by Chiha Tanka on Oct 4, 2012 18:23:44 GMT -5
His breath was rapid, inhaling and exhaling the air through his mouth as he quickly ran through the forest. The sound of men and dogs behind him was heard clearly, he had been running for days. Unable to lose the hounds that kept the group of humans on his trail. A few close calls almost got him captured, one of the hunters got a lucky shot on him. The large dart was stuck in his back, pumping his body full of the sedative. His vision was going dark as he struggled to stay awake. Only thing keeping him moving was the adrenaline in his system, it kept his eyes open enough for him to see where he was going. He was moving on instinct, running deeper into the woods in hope they would give up the chase.
He was getting tired quickly, not only from the sedative but the constant running. The only sleep he got was two days ago in the river when he was hiding. Though he only got a hour at the most of sleep that day. He was tired of running and angry, he had to end this chase sooner or later even if it killed him.
Slowing to a stop he tried to catch his breath before turning around, looking in the direction of the dogs barking. Shaking his head he let out a blood curdling scream before he began to run at the sounds. If he was going to die then they will all die with him.
It didn't take long to see the humans in the distance as he ran towards them. Letting out another scream he picked up speed as he broke branches and small trees that stood in his way. The adrenaline in his system made it so he couldn't feel the pain of darts sticking into his body. His legs started giving out from under him, running was getting harder, even standing up straight was getting hard to do. The world around him soon went black as he crashed into the ground just before reaching the humans. The taste of dirt in his mouth and the stink of human and their dogs in his nostrils. He couldn't see or move but he was struggling to stay awake, all he heard was the sound of dogs barking and the humans saying something about tying him up and getting the truck before he fell unconscious.
When Chiha woke up it was dark and the floor he was laying on was cold and hard. The sounds of humans laughing and loudly talking was all that he could hear until he tried to move. The rattle of chains was clearly heard. Looking at his hands he saw they were bound together by steel, even his feet were bound to the floor by a long chain that went through a metal loop in the middle of the cage. Panic started to set, he tried to break the chains by pulling them apart, when that failed he hit the floor. All hitting the floor did was make a loud sound of metal hitting metal.
Standing up he touched the wall to try and stand up, there was no wall. The walls were thick metal bars, a large tarp covered the entire cage. When he heard the sound of a human talking he quickly looked at where it was coming from and prepared to kill who ever it was. Hearing the sound of the tarp being grabbed and sliding off the cage filled the air, he quickly covered his eyes with his hands when the sun light blinded him for a few seconds before his eyes adjusted.
Lowering his hand he saw the group of humans surrounding his cage as they gasped in shock, spoke loudly about him, it all merged into a blur of sounds to him. Standing at the back of the cage he pulled on the chains and tried to get away from the humans but it was useless, he was stuck there.
Post by Adelaide Bernadette on Oct 4, 2012 18:53:47 GMT -5
For being a creature herself, she watched in disgust as the humans caught the magnificent creature and caged him like...well, an animal. She knew one of the men within the group quite well, for her father had done business with him before. Thankfully, she looked nothing like her father and she hadn't been born before their devastating deal. For that deal had caused her father's death, which made her narrow her eyes. His name was Anthony, one of the 'followers' of the group. He once was a powerful male, now only a lowly piece of filth that littered the earth with his scum.
Growling, she stayed hidden for the time being, watching as the humans mocked the creature like it was nothing. She could feel the taste of flesh within her teeth as her eyes shone red, not literally, but figuratively. She only wished for the animals within the world to be treated with respect. The creature might not be of a normal animal, but it still deserved to have respect.
Humans were disgusting, at least that group was. Slowly, she hurried to her hidden bag and changed into her human form, her bright blue hair waving down her exposed back. She slipped into her loose clothing and carried the bag upon her back. She would gain access into the group, and find a night of allowing the creature to leave, while the men slumbered.
She wandered out from the forest, tilting her head to the side at the group while they gawked at the large creature. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she slid her hand to her hip.
"Didn't your mothers teach you not to stare?" She asked with her thick German accent, catching the attention of the men. Her weapons were clearly visible, showing she could protect herself if necessary. She could only hope this ordeal wouldn't lead to blood spill, only for an easy way out.
♫ -You hunted me down Like a wolf, a predator I felt like a deer in the lights- ♫
Post by Queren Arden on Oct 4, 2012 19:21:45 GMT -5
Queren had an event to attend, and she wasn’t very thrilled about it. She always hated those droll and boring meeting, but they were necessary. The turquoise-haired Fae lived among humans, and had a job just like most of them. Despite the fact that she had always preferred her life outside of work, where she got to see the world and the wonders of Nature, sometimes the woman had to return to work. She was a model, one that was highly regarded for her natural beautiful looks, that stemmed (unbeknownst to her human co-workers) from her supernatural heritage.
This particular company liked to meet their models in person before hiring them for a job, and had already chosen a location. A freak show, of all places. Queren had scowled at the idea, but her agent had begged her to at least meet the people. It could be a great profit. So here she was in…. Canada of all places. Usually she wouldn’t agree to such a far-off place from her home in France, but this was a widely renowned company. So she had flown over, took a few days to adjust, and then decided to get ready for this stupid meeting.
All her bags and belongings were in her hotel room, a nice fancy suite that the company had provided for her. She got dressed, brushed out her turquoise hair, and then hopped in a cab to the carnival. Luckily it was nearby.
She chatted with the people, and she was pretty sure she had gotten the job. She quieted herself when they drew her attention to the cage, and gasped in surprise when they pulled off the cover. There was some sort of ape, albeit a tad more humanoid then most. It reminded her of bigfoot, and yet despite it’s grunts it had very intelligent eyes. She nearly cried for the poor thing. But she kept up appearances, and feigned sickness, leaving the meeting early. She was unable to stand such a thing.
Soon, nightfall came, and Queren was changed. Her bright turquoise hair was pulled into a ponytail, and then covered with a black hat. She dressed all in black, and put on some comfortable combat boots. She took the two sharpest knives from the hotel room and slipped them into a small black bag, along with her pepper spray. She ddidn’t take a cab, this time walking to the nearby destination. The circus was right outside of the woods, but after checking within the freakshow itself, before she a woman’s voice, saying: "Didn't your mothers teach you not to stare?"
Queren jumped, thinking she had been found out, before realizing the voice was coming from outside. Carefully, she snuck out, making a big detour around the voices. She needed to find the Bigfoot. Her powers would release it from it’s metal chains in a pinch, without trouble.
Post by Chiha Tanka on Oct 4, 2012 20:01:18 GMT -5
The sight of the people and their stench annoyed him, he could scare them but that was it. One person out of the group caught his eye, a woman with turquoise hair, it wasn't every day that he saw humans but he knew that color hair was strange with them. He could smell that one of them wasn't a human, he guessed it was the girl. He starred at her before she left, watching her leave he then sat down as far back from the humans as he could. Sighing heavily he closed his eyes and tried to sleep while he can.
Sleeping was nearly impossible as the humans all gathered and gasped and talked loudly about him. He ignored their words for the most part, trying to block them out as he tried to sleep.
Hours passed until night came, the majority of humans have left as the carnival closed. Only the sound of men talking not far off was heard, as they got closer he stared at the men. They gathered around the cage and spoke of the hunt that it took to capture him. Grunting loudly at them only made them laugh. The voice heard from a woman made him look up at the group, there he saw the blue haired girl, thinking it was the same girl from earlier he soon realized it wasn't, it was a different woman. She smelled different from a normal human as well, he watched her as he sat in the cage, listening to their conversation.
Post by Adelaide Bernadette on Oct 4, 2012 20:19:27 GMT -5
She looked up at the creature and smiled gently, before taking her white/silver eyes down towards the disgusting men. She twirled her butcher knife as she walked towards them, causing them to watch her silently. Making her way towards Anthony, her small frame looked too delicate to hold such a large knife.
"My dear, I have heard of your choices from before. You once stood within a beautiful laboratory, and now upon dirt. It's truly sad, however your catch might help you later, for it is quite grand." She of course knew he wouldn't recognize her, but she spoke of his 'high authority' he once held, slaughtering the Bernadette family, and catching the son of the man he once held such respect for.
Tilting her head, she looked up into the cage and sighed sadly. No animal deserved such treatment. The creature could see something within her eyes, the rage she felt for it being caged as such. She would get it free, as soon as she could. Her statement slightly angered the men, but Anthony stood silently, crossing his arms.
"And you would be?" His voice rang out, making her turn her head to look at him. A smile graced her lips.
"Why, I am one of the apprentices you had told would be able to watch the transformation, but was denied by your other workers later on. I would be honored to continue following in your footsteps." A bright smile crossed his lips, for he truly believed her words. She was quite good at lying to humans, it was a skill she grew up with. He draped an arm over her shoulder with eagerness.
"Of course!" She smiled towards him, only to slip out of his arm and chuckle. "Before I follow, may I look at the creature your group caught? I have yet to see such a beauty before so close, and would love to see better."
♫ -You hunted me down Like a wolf, a predator I felt like a deer in the lights- ♫
Post by Queren Arden on Oct 4, 2012 21:06:30 GMT -5
How unfortunate it was. The sound of the voices also seemed to be the sound of where the grunting noises originated from. She knew it was no animal, remembering the sound from earlier and identifying it. Queren sighed to herself, and cautiously headed back to the sound, hoping she wasn’t going to accidently stumble right into the middle of it all and killing herself. That would be quite the… letdown, she supposed.
So the woman, back in her natural element despite living in the modern hustle bustle life of humans, flitted around, carefully moving behind different trees. She would look around; make sure no one was around. She tried being as quiet as possible as she approached.
Soon, the sight of the cage came into view. There were many men, but they were all facing a single woman. She hoped the blue-haired girl didn’t spot her, as she slowly crouched down and approached the cage. She listened in to the group’s talking, and Queren wondered if the woman was their enemy or ally.
If the beast turned to her, she would put her finger toher lips in a sign of silence. Queren reached forward, ready to saw through the bars. What many did not realize was the incredible strength of a Pi’s nails. They could cut through wood, metal, and other substances. But right before she touched it, she stopped. She felt the dangerous heat radiating off the cage.
Iron.
Fae were deathly allergic to iron. She could not silently saw through it. She would have to bend it with her ability over metal, but that would make quite a bit of noise. She gnawed on her bottom lip, casting a glance to the men. One of them had an arm around the woman, and she assumed they were indeed allies. She was afraid, but made a choice. A sudden wrenching noise filled the clearing, as the bars bent, opening an entrance for the beast. “Run.” She told him, not caring about being silent anymore.
Post by Chiha Tanka on Oct 5, 2012 14:09:26 GMT -5
As he watched the woman walk around and talk to the men he wondered who or what she was. She talking to them as if she was a ally, but looked at Chiha like she was going to help him. He soon gave up on trying to figure out what she was, he was tired and just wanted to be left alone from the stinking humans.
As he turned his head and leaned it against the bars he saw a glimpse of movement out of the corner of his eye. He looked at the men before looking over at the movement that caught his eye. It was a woman, he watched her put her fingers to her lips as she crept closer to the cage.
Looking at the new woman's face he realized it was the girl from earlier when he woke up. Shocked that she actually came back he kept quiet when he saw her reaching for the bars. He assumed she was trying to set him free. If she could he will be great full. When he heard the bars making a wrenching noise he watched them bend to make a opening large enough. As he heard her speak he was already moving to get out.
Once he stepped out of the cage he quickly grabbed the bars and started pushing. His feet sunk into the soft earth as he began tilting it over towards the men.
Post by Adelaide Bernadette on Oct 5, 2012 22:28:14 GMT -5
Such screeching! Her eyes instantly directed towards the noise, only to see a blue haired woman and the creature, for the metal had been bent and the creature had escaped. Her eyes narrowed, for the men began to react quite fast. No way, for if the animal wished to be free, would they capture it again and cage it behind cold bars.
Her fist instinctively slammed against the closest of the male's jaws, slamming them afar. Her snarl could be slightly heard, but only to ones close as she reached around and jumped upon another man's back, sticking a needle into the back of his neck paralyzing him till it was removed. She leaped off as she growled at the creature to go, for she was already turning to slam yet another fist into another male's jaw.
If she were caught, it would be easy to escape due to her fierce strength, but she could not say the same of the creature, or of the woman that she could only assume had helped in some way. Adelaide's generosity only went so far, for she was an elder and wished not to dwindle in the affairs of others. However, she had felt rage within her when seeing the lone creature behind those solid bars.
No animal deserved such cruelty.
Her butcher knives slipped into her palms as she twirled them, backing slightly away to allow her some form of space from getting surrounded. She had wished for it not to result in battle, but if anything, at least the Balance would be kept in tune. Her blood could be spilled, for she had no worry of it doing so. Unfortunately though, she could not hold back all of the men as some passed her to get reach of the creature.
Slipping the knives back into their holders, she snarled an inhumane sound before crashing yet another fist into a new male's jaw, shattering it against her flesh.
The ninja had been following these sick twisted men for an extremely long time. Hundreds they had captured, most not living past a few weeks of captivity in this circus of death. He had grown increasingly angered by what he saw going on over the course of several weeks, and had finally felt something inside snap. Now was the time. He used his abilities to move through the circus like a shadow, dressed in his shinobi gear. His face was covered by his mask, head cowled in a hood. He stopped, back pressed lightly against the tent behind him as he sniffed the air. A sudden noise caught his attention. It sounded like a loud commotion going on, and he frowned unable to see what was happening from this vantage point.
Looking around, he spotted a wire hanging from the trailer across from him upwards towards a large tent (though it wasn't the main). He took several running steps then run up the side of the trailer and reached upwards, grasping the wire in his fingers. He grunted slightly as the wire bounced wildly but he hung on tenaciously. When it finally began to stop, he swung himself hand over hand along the wire to the top of the tent and glanced towards the commotion. There was a group of males, clearly surrounding a group of two females and a large primate. He frowned behind his mask, finding these odds rather unpleasant and completely uncalled for. Reaching behind himself, the grasped his kusarigama and brought it before him. He released the two weapons from their locking center section and gripped the handles of the two sickles connected by chains.
Standing up, the ninja leap from the top of the tent and in to the air before plummeting towards the ground. He fell fast, and bent his knees slightly. As he struck the ground, he threw himself forward in to a roll, preventing his legs from snapping from the extreme force of the fall. As he came back upon his back, he replaced his legs beneath himself and launched himself in to the air, spinning left wards. He thrust one of his scythe's outwards, letting the sharp blade find the throat of the nearest man. It wasn't a major cut, but was enough. Blood spurted in to the air, and the man collapsed, grasping his throat. Tiberius continued his spin, letting his momentum carry him around his personal axis till he was facing another male. With a flick of one wrist, he sent the chains from one side of his kusarigama flashing through the air. The chain looped around the neck of the next nearest male, tightening before Tiberius slammed his foot down upon the chain driving it towards the ground. This caused the male with the chain wrapped around his neck to fly towards Tiberius. A single, upward slash laid the man'stomach all the way up to the hollow of the male's throat open revealing his still beating heart and pumping lungs that where beginning to fail.
Dropping one scythe from his hand, his right hand fell to his waist, grasping a silver throwing star and hurling it at the last man. The man had been attempting to run, and the ballistic weapon found him directly in the shoulder, sending him spinning and crashing to the ground. Using his magnetism ability he summoned his scythe back to his hand and caused the chains to retract inside the main spot, creating a quarter staff like weapon with the scythes facing opposite directions upon each end. He walked towards the downed male, and flipped him over with his foot. The shruiken had lodged in the man's scapula, severing many muscles and causing excruciating agony not to mention the poison Tiberius had cause upon the silver throwing weapon with his Sicken ability. Kneeling, the spoke in to the man's ear. "Where are the others? Speak quickly, and i will administer the antidote you require and the pain will pass, and you will survive."
Post by Queren Arden on Oct 9, 2012 18:27:26 GMT -5
The beast-thing was obviously as she had assumed, an aware being. Or an extremely intelligent animal. For he or she, Queren couldn’t tell, kept silent as she approached, and waited until the bars had departed far enough for it to fit before exiting it’s metal prison. They had to be fast, as every man, as well as the blue-haired woman, was now staring at them. There was a split second as everyone became aware, before instinct kicked in on everyone. Queren had started to dash, but with a look back she noted the blue-haired woman’s fist within the man’s face. She jumped around, attacking like a wild animal. Still, the girl was outnumbered, and Queren could not just leave her there to die.
Hopefully the creature would run back to her and probably his beloved Nature. The Fae stopped her fleeing escape, and turned on her heel quickly, tearing up the dirt beneath her combat boots. She ran back to the fray, as stupid as it was, to try and help the mysterious other woman. She pulled one of the knives that she had swiped from the suite out, the thing especially dangerous in the hands of someone to who metal would bend. It obviously wasn’t made of iron or she wouldn’t have been able to take it in the first place. In fact, she informed every company she worked for that she had a horrible ‘allergy’ to iron, and they always had to remove it before she would accept anything. They thought she was just a picky bitchy model, not realizing the death that the substance held for her kind.
Queren didn’t want to kill any of the men. Despite their crimes against Nature, they were still living human beings. Perhaps a few of them had just taken the wrong path and could eventually be redeemed. She doubted it, but she still didn’t want to cause too much death. Some was inevitable, but it was possible to let some others survive.
She attacked the first man, sticking the knife in his arm, just as another man suddenly fell dead, some sort of metal sickles lodged in his body. Distracted by this, the man she was currently fighting managed to punch her in the face, causing her to stumble a bit. Focusing back on the fight, she tried her best to ignore another man who had come from seemingly nowhere, killing off their enemies. Apparently he had decided to team up with her and the other two, for he was silent as he slashed up men with his scythes on chains- she had no idea what sort of weapon they were, having never encountered them before.
Her fighting was frantic, and eventually she just slit the man’s throat. She gave a silent apology to his soul, having not wanted to destroy any life despite their cruelty to her God’s domain. She supposed it was inevitable, she would have to kill them, as they didn’t seem to be willing to give up yet.
He grunted as he threw the large cage onto one of the men. Stepping onto the cage he quickly walked over towards a man, grabbing him by the throat he held him up in the air before slamming him down onto the cage. Holding the man up again he saw he was still breathing, a low rumble came from his chest before he hurled the man at one of the other men.
Turning around he saw the man jump down, his scythes slicing through the men with ease, seeing as he was killing them all Chiha didn't know to fight the man or help him. It looked as if he was helping them though he wouldn't put his guard down just yet. Turning around still enraged he picked up the cage he was trapped in, yelling loudly he picked it up over his head, looking at the male in front of him before hurling it into the nearby tent, bringing it down.
Hearing the man speak of sparing the pitiful humans life he quickly walked up and looked down at him. If he wasn't going to kill the man he would do it his self. Standing there he resisted the urge to pick them both up and just hurl them into the building. He simply said to the new man. "Finish it."
Post by Adelaide Bernadette on Nov 7, 2012 20:35:26 GMT -5
Turning her eyes over to the others, only to see so much happening around her. Men were thrown here and there; so much chaos was happening. Scrunching her nose, she could smell blood all about. It was quite distracting.
Looking around, her eyes stopped at a lone male. She had seen him before, for the memories were quite fresh. Making her way over towards him, she took notice in the larger animal like man making his way towards.
"Finish it."
Her eyes widened, for she didn't expect words to come from its mouth. Making her way over to the two, she looked down at the victim before looking up at the two. She didn't speak, but she could only hope the creature knew she wasn't on the victim's side due to fighting against them. Laying her eyes over the new man, she definitely recognized him.
"Hello again." She whispered before looking over the creature in whole. Huge would be the only word that came to mind. In all honesty, she felt very short compared to the creature. Sure, she knew she stood out in a crowd, but so did this animal. Fur was all over, yet it had the capability to speak as if it were fluent in English.
Maybe she was judging by appearance, but it truly shocked her to know this creature could speak! If this animal could, what else in the world could do such things?
♫ -You hunted me down Like a wolf, a predator I felt like a deer in the lights- ♫
Tiberius glared at the man, who was stuttering and trying to speak but not making anything coherent out. The ninja needed names. With out names he had no hope of ending this. The man clearly knew something for he was attempting to speak. However his eyes sudden went wide and he stopped even attempting to talk as the enormous monkey like thing approached them both. Then the Sasquatch, for that was exactly what the thing looked like and could be nothing else, even spoke.
"Finish it."
Anger flared with in the werewolf and he rose to his full height and spun upon the large creature that towered over him. His eyes flashed a ominous yellow and fangs flashed from his mouth as he growled. A single foot slammed in to the man's back pinning him to the ground so as he could not get away while his other hand swung the one scythe upwards and stopped centimeters from the big foot's neck in the blink of an eyes. "I do as I wish, beast! Do not presume to order me about. This male had names, names of which I shall get. Go take your anger out upon others for I care not if you or anybody else here died except for her."
He jerked a thumb over his shoulder, at the female who had just approached. He had recognized her scent instantly and her voice patterns despite her soft whisper. Gaining control of his anger he pulled the scythe away from the sasquatch and lifted his foot from the man's back and bent, picking the male up and slammed him face first against a nearby wooden trailer, his fist wrapping around the shuriken still embedded in the man's shoulder and twisted it viciously from side to side eliciting screams of agony from the male as steel scraped and ground against bone.
He roared at the man. "I said speak damn it!!!" The man howled in agony, then began to spout out names as if he though the faster he talked the more the pain would subside from his shoulder.
