Scarlet and Silver
“What’s your twenty?” a deep voice growls as the owner of said voice took out two men with his claws. The voice belongs to a muscular man six feet tall donning hazel eyes, stubbles, and a leather jacket. His voice was contorted into wolf-esque feature with hair sprouting from the side of his face.
Turning around quickly he took out another security guard while keeping his ears open for his teammates. He didn’t wait long before another deep voice growls. “We’re still held up down here, Derek. You and the girls should continue without us.”
“Got it,” the man – Derek – replied. His eyes briefly turn red before they fade back to hazel, and his face shifts to look more human. “Come on, Lydia, Kira. We’re almost there.”
“You said that two floors ago,” complain the strawberry-blonde – Lydia – as she walk from around the corner. Behind her came another girl, Asian, wielding a katana in her hands. “Are you for sure this is where the Nemeton is?”
“Yeah,” said the older man as he took in a deep whiff of the air. “The scent of magic is everywhere. Don’t you feel it?”
The Asian look up down the hallway before a towering fox spirit flash briefly around her. “Yeah, it’s definitely there.”
As the trio made their way over, the door open to reveal five more guards followed by Gerard. “What are you mutts doing here?”
“You’re about to find out,” Kira said as she swung her katana around in a graceful motion before slicing at an upcoming guard. As the other four charged at them, Derek and Kira went into battle, claws and all.
This gave Lydia the opportunity to make it into the room containing the tree. She narrowly misses Gerard while she dash into the room. She turns back to the old man and planted both feet onto the ground. Lydia waited until Gerard was close enough before she finally unleashed her scream. She used her hands and pushes at Gerard while focusing her banshee scream right at him, sending him right out of the room.
With him out of the way Lydia continues into the room to find the big tree. She stares at it as it continues to whisper to her. “Dead bodies,” it screams as well as a series of names.
The strawberry-blonde managed to hack into the security system with a flash drive provided by Danny. She broke into the system quite quickly before setting up for the entire facility to implode on itself.
While she was busy doing this, Derek had managed to take out two other guards, one by slashing out his abdomen and the other by breaking his arms. Kira severely stabs another one. The last one took a little team effort as Kira slices him from the front and Derek from behind.
Derek thought they were done, but he quickly caught scent of another kind. Turning to the hallway on his left he caught sight of figure in a dark mask covering their entire face. The person was clad in long red leather hood, black jeans, and combat boots. Despite their slightly lean muscle, they stood tall with confidence.
Without losing his cool Derek made a dash at him, fully intended to take him out. He was slightly shock to see the figure doing the same thing. His mistake, Derek thought. What Derek misses was the mysterious figure’s glowing red hands. One minute the wolf was two feet away and the next he was flying over the stranger’s head without the latter even touching him. He didn’t have time to recover before he saw red then blacking out.
The red clad figure stood up from his stoop position only to see a blade coming at him. Without missing a beat, he block off the attack by making a small red shield as he brought his right arm up. This continues on for a while before he kicks the Asian in her gut. Taking this distraction, the man made some weird hand gestures. His right hand was held out in front of him while the other was slowly extending behind him. He pushes his left hand forward coming into contact with the right. This causes a bright red aura to shoot and push Kira from underneath.
The red clad man began to walk away while waving his hand over the girl, making her black out as well.
Lydia was just in finishing the detonating of the facility when red lights fill her vision before blackness took over. She fell into the stranger’s arms before being place down onto the ground.
Currently outside on the battle field, there were werewolves fighting left and right. Hidden from them was a young black kid – Mason – with a small book in his hands. He saw a series of hunters coming the wolves’ way. He flips to a page and utter the words, left hand open towards the hunters. When the last word left his lips, the ground beneath the hunters exploded.
Licking his lips in anticipation for the next attack, he didn’t see a sliver suit figure standing not so far from him. Their silhouette was feminine but strong. She was wearing a black long-sleeve with black leather pants. Her boots were heeled and came up to her knees. Her silver jacket came up to her waist and long sleeve. It had a hood which obscures her face as well as the mask on her face.
The former saw another upcoming attack and went to find a spell in the book. He was almost found the spell but then something pushes it out of his hands. Mason looks over and saw on the ground. He went to go pick it up but was push out of the way.
He looks up from his position to see the silver woman in front of him. He didn’t know what to say. He didn’t have to though as she spoke for him. “Didn’t see that one coming?”
Not listening to her sarcastic remark, the boy notice someone he knew, a blonde she-wolf, sneaking her way over, obviously trying to make a sneak attack.
He went along to distract the stranger. “Who are you?”
“Spoilers.”
Mason didn’t get a chance to ask what that meant when she suddenly disappears in a streak of blur. Mason and Erica, the she-wolf, had a look of bewilder. Before they knew it though, the silver blur came up from Erica’s right, using great speed to knock her onto the ground.
Pushing the shock aside, Mason manages to get up and help the werewolf. “What happen?”
“I don’t know,” she groans. “It felt like I was pushed, but nobody can push out a werewolf.”
“Think again,” a male voice said. They turn to see another one but this time in red and was male. He nodded in their other general direction. Though the fight was over, the three watch as a silver blur weave its way through the area, charging into werewolves, some falling and others with a broken bone of sorts.
They bother turn back around only to see a glowing smoky-like light enter their visions before the world went black.