○ Freckles ○
"What is your problem?!" I yelled at the lady, still clutching my arm and glaring at her, my teeth subconsciencely pulled back into a snarl.
"Shut up." She hissed and once again, fiery pain rocketed through my right leg without her laying a finger on me. I stumbled sideways onto the floor and saw her walking up to me from behind. Enough of this crap!
I growled angrily and leaped into the air, in a split second shifting into a tiger. I lunged towards her, my wickedly sharp fangs wide open, like a bear trap. But I landed on the carpet without ever making contact.
I whipped around. The woman was leaning against the opposite wall, looking board.
"Don't waste your time, freak." she scoffed at me coldly.
I snarled in annoyance, "Who are you? What do you want?"
"I want you to shut up." she replied snidely.
Okay, that was it. I took a running leap, morphing into a wolf midair, flying straight at her. I was gonna rip that smug look right off her face, I was gonna show her that nobody messes with Rusty O'Mahoney and gets away with it- my head and shoulder collided with the drywall, then the wind was knocked out of me as I hit the ground. I lay there, stunned for a moment. I felt my scruff get yanked up and a cold knife get held to my throat.
"Now will you tell me your name, Terlamaine?"
"Who are you?!" I yelled in response, which, I admit, can be a dumb thing to do with a knife on my throat.
Her emotionless face suddenly twisted into... a smile?, "You are even stupider than you look, aren't you?" she laughed, "If you must know, Terlamiane, my name is Drew Fox. I am here to kill you or take you to the police. Now that you know, tell me your name."
I stared back at her defiantly.
"Do you really want to go feel the pain of your arm and leg getting snapped in half again?" Drew snorted impatiently.
I glared at her, "Fine. My name is, um, Dusty... Johnson"
"Is that the truth, Terlamaine?" I could feel the knife's pressure increase against my throat, "Don't lie to me."
I put on my best serious pokerface, "My name is Dusty Johnson."
I could see her reaching for something on her belt. And in a split second, only one thought ran through my mind.
She's reaching for her gun and I'm going to die.
In a heartbeat I had morphed from a wolf to a hummingbird and was shooting for the door. But it was closed, and so was the window.
Drew was just about to snatch me out of the air when I turned into a flea and fell, virtually invisible, into the carpet.
She snarled angrily and looked around quickly, her eyes narrowed. After zipping around the room for at least 30 minutes, she flipped open the window.
"Fine have it your way, Terlamaine. You'll die a slow, painful death when I catch you. And I will catch you."
She climbed onto the window sill, then paused and looked back at the room, "And by the way, I can read minds, Freckles." Then she leaped out into the rain and was gone.
I lay there in the carpet, my heart pounding and mind reeling. Okay, so I now knew her name. But who was she? Why had she come for ME?
Finally, I morphed into my human self. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. The left side of my face was bruised and bleeding from hitting the wall. Great. I picked up my fedora off the ground.
Oh, crap, oh crap, how could I be so stupid?! I bet she's in the lobby trying to kill everybody right now! I took off down the hallway, back the way I came, running as fast as I could.
I skidded around the corner, narrowly avoiding slipping, "GUYS! THERE'S A- THERE'S A CRAZY LADY IN HERE!"
○ Drew ○
I stomped into the police station, angry as a hornet.
"Officer Fox! How was the-" Another police officer, Eddie, trailed off when he saw my face.
I didn't say anything, just stormed past him and into the lounge.
I flopped down on the crappy couch and sat there, staring blankly at the wall. Every second I sat there thinking I got more and more mad.
"Uh, Drew?" Eddie's voice seemed a long ways off, "What happened?"
There was dead silence. And then I exploded.
"I freaking just let a Terlamaine get loose. And it was a stupid kid. He couldn't even control his own powers. He was stupid. I could have killed him in an instant. I should have shot him soon as I saw him!"
Eddie seemed unsure of what to say, "Uh... well.. if he's that inept, I'm sure you'l be able to catch him again."
"Yeah, well, in the time between he could be out robbing and killing people, Eddie! A good Terlamaine is a DEAD Terlamaine! And that one is alive when I could have easily crushed it!" I threw an empty can of coke at the wall and brushed past him. I just wanted to be alone.
((Sorry... these are both kinda fail....
And if you guys are wondering why Freckles is failing so bad at fighting her, it's cause he's so inexperienced, especially with fighting other Terlamaines.))
