(lol ok) Claw stopped to, her sensitive ears picked up on something. It sounded like people running, a lot of people running. That's when she remembered that other cut she had, when she woke up in the prison. She had never checked to see if they put anything in there. She cursed, and looked at the scar on her arm. It must have been a tracking device. There was no time to take it out now though. She could already see policemen coming out of the trees, guns pointed at them. They were surrounded, they couldn't run, she could only fly, but she couldn't leave Chris here on her own, and she diffidently couldn't run away from a fight. She growled, claws out, ears back, eyes turning red. She dodged their bullets as they started firing at her, and charged towards them, slaughtering them one by one, but there were just so many, she didn't know if she could take them all down, they must have really wanted to get her.
Post by Christina Myers on Aug 7, 2012 20:20:24 GMT -5
"Claw run! I will be okay." Chris said. Chris dodged and toke out her bow. She was ready to shoot. One fired, it hit the man shirt, sending him flying.
Claw hissed as a bullet lodged itself her in the arm, she quickly looked the make sure it wasn't a dart and went back to fighting. Claw doubted Chris would be all right all alone, and she would never ever run away from a fight. She loved the rush it gave her, and running away is just cowardly, she would never do something like that. She kept her wings tucked in tight to avoid getting in holes in them.
Post by Christina Myers on Aug 8, 2012 8:22:21 GMT -5
Wolvesvain a weakness to all werewolves. Chris could smell the irratating scent. She only had her arrows now. She was still decently fast, but not as much. It was hard to get good aim when bullets were flying.
Claw looked back at Chris to see how she was doing. She was using a bow and arrows? Why would a werewolf use a bow and arrows? They could just fight up close or something, couldn't they? Claw shrugged to herself, she guessed that didn't really matter right now. She kept on fighting, the ground was beginning to get soaked with blood, and so was she. Gore covered her fingers and her claws. She quickly wiped it off whenever it got in the way of killing people. She was so excited and happy and angry and nervous at the same time. She loved this fighting, but she didn't want to get caught again.
The scent of blood...the screams of death...whatever it was...this had to end... Seamus had accquired a police uniform from the prison upon the escape, and today he wore it as he ran up to the person in charge of the police officers. "You have to pull back your men! You did not give them the proper equipment against these two, you know how difficult they are!" Behind his back he had begun to make both Chris' arrows miss their targets, and he also began to assist the police officers, helping them dodge her attacks. Of course, they were frightened as they began to move without their control, but most found it a relief that they would live. With whatever power he had remaining, he made sure all bullets could not deliver a lethal shot, but as for the darts they would be on their own.
Claw growled, it was him again, what was he doing here, he was going to get her caught again. The police were dodging some of her attacks, and Chris's arrows kept missing. She felt the sting of a bullet lodge itself in her leg. She growled and spread her wings to keep herself from being subject to her wounded leg. She had to get over to him and stop him. She quickly dashed over as fast as her wings would carry her. "What are you doing!" she growled, eyes furiously red, ears back, "You're going to get us all caught again, you idiot!" she slashed her claws at his face, her anger giving her strength.
"No, I'm trying to get you guys out of here alive!" he said as he dodged her attack. Luckily he had been vague enough where suspicion would be little if he actually meant the officers or the monsters. But he really didn't want either of them caught, he just wanted everyone to escape. The guns ceased their fire, being jammed to a state of unrepairability, just as a strong wind blew through the battlefield. This stirred up enough dirt that it made everybody blind, unable to see anything around them. Only Claw, Chris, and himself would be able to fight in this predicament, but he was hoping they would just escape while they had the chance now.
Claw growled, and kicked one of the policemen across the head, smashing his skull. She was angry now. She wouldn't leave this fight in this state, she wouldn't leave any fight in this start. She picked up a dead body and threw it at Seamus. "Like hell you are!" she growled. She was starting to bleed pretty heavily now, but she ignored it, her anger replenishing the strength the blood lost.
He kept the sandstorm coming, catching the body and laying it on the ground softly. The metallic grinding of his sword being drawn easily reached her ears as he readied himself. "Come on, I know you are bleeding, let's just go, I'll make sure you're not caught, and I'll get out that device."
He cursed under his breath, surprised that the cops had even attempted a shot inside of this sand storm. He ignored Claw, knowing now she was more in danger than hrs was. He ran past Claw and scooped up Chris, jutting out his wings and shedding the police uniform, all while pulling up his mask. "Claw we got to leave now!" Not waiting for a response he immediately took off, carrying Chris to safety
(i think she wants to get caught) "You know I can't do that!" Claw growled at Seamus. She killed the people in front of her and moved on to the next. She looked back at Chris, oh shit, monster down. She growled louder and fought more ferociously. She couldn't run away, she almost wished she could, but she couldn't.