The "Dark" Wolverine [Open]

[lycan]

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A large wall of flesh and muscle hit Faith hard, sending her and whatever had attacked her backwards a few feet in the air. She landed on her back, and she growled out her pain instead of just grunting. She was not happy at this point, and it was even made worse by the clawing of her body with fingernail claws. Chunks of her muscle and skin being tossed away, and she clenched her jaw shut to keep the painful screams in. Then the face came into focus, and her eyes widened as she recognized the man. She had only seen him once, briefly, and Logan didn’t take kindly to his showing up in the danger room while he was training her. He demanded that she screamed for him, and she could only let out a cold, dead laugh at the request. She in turned moved to where her mouth was near his ear, and returned the favor of the request in a tone to match her laugh. ”You will have to do better than this to get me to scream…” She said just loud enough for him to hear her. She then opened her mouth, and tried to surprisingly bite down hard on his ear. Her instinct was to jerk her head back and take what she could of the organ with her.

Then a new scent found its way to her nose, and she growled loudly in displeasure. She smelled government, more importantly Weapon X. And she knew she had to get out from under this man, her chances of survival had just gone from slim to nearly none and she had to escape. And quickly. She had to get her feet between her and her mauler, or she was going to perhaps get carted off back to the one place she currently does not want to go. She had hoped that her intimation of Mike Tyson, would have done the trick. As soon as she had an opening, she pulled her knees to her chest and planted her feet firmly against the man still taking chunks out of her body. She used all of her strength to push him off of her with her feet, before jumping up to her own. But not before the fake Wolverine came over and told her to scream and how she made him late before running off like the coward he was.

Faith stood there, blood flowing out of her fresh wounds like a fountain. Her healing factor having too much damage to repair with her body to catch up. She stared at the two men before her, glaring at them to attack her. Her mind telling her to run for safety like her instincts were telling her to do, but her training and conditioning stood her still refusing to follow them. She taunted them, by telling them to come and get her with a waving of her hand. Claws still out. She momentarily focused on the one who had the government and Weapon X stench all over them. ”I AM NOT GOING BACK!!” She hissed and snarled at him in anger, before focusing her attention back on both men.

Other person talking
Thinking
”Speaking…”

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TIME :: Evening
TAG :: Daken/Open
WORDS :: 529
NOTES :: So not going down, nor is she gonna scream for anyone…
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Indestructible by Disturbed
CREDIT :: ABBY!!