Elemental (Wolf RP) (Accepting)

[coffees]

Soul looked everywhere he had no idea what to do.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

Strike looked around, nodding slightly. "The air duct idea is a good one. I've explored this place thoroughly, so I know all the nooks and crannies... here we go." She trotted over to a ground-level metal grate that led to the labyrinth of metal ducts. As quietly as she could,, the white wolf dragged a sparking claw along the grate, melting the metal away. The black lightning bolt on her flank flashed as a spark hit it and glanced off, not burning, as electric sparks never did. The grate fell away with a clang and Strike took a step back, then peered into the dark hole beyond. She turned back to Semper Fi and told him without thinking, "This is my one chance to avenge Raven, so don't blow it, okay?"

[snowflake139]

"Raven? Did you err... Love him?" Semper Fi guessed. He decided to not tell Strike that the army often used the air ducts to invade an enemy's base. "Let me guess, the scientists made you kill him." Semper Fi couldn't help feeling sorry for the she-wolf, and continuned into the air ducts, being as silent as possible.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

Strike only growled in reply and shoved past Semper Fi to lead the way, but in the darkness the clicking of her claws was accompanied by the soft splash of teardrops on metal. Sniffing carefully, Strike turned left at the first corner, then right at the next, following her nose at first and then her ears as the tunnels led right over Darius's office. "Here," she growled quietly to Semper Fi. "He's right there- look. The one with his feet up on the desk. He's on the telephone. Something about the 'E.E. Project', whatever that means."

[snowflake139]

Semper Fi nodded, and then even dared to give the she-wolf a quick lick on her flank, trying to comfort her. He had heard and saw the tears coming from Strike, and felt really bad, ignoring the thought that Strike had rebuked him before for feeling pity for her. "What should we do? Are you going to take the honors of murdering the man that is responible for ruining your life?" he asked, twitching his tail, speaking quietly.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

Strike flinched away from his lick, but didn't say anything until he asked the question. In answer, she flexed her claws, feeling sparks drip from her white fur, bursting on the metal floor with a quiet sizzle. "Of course," she said, baring her fangs. The grate here needed no melting- one hard shove broke the screws and sent it clattering to the floor below. Before she jumped down, she said to Semper Fi, "Stay here unless I die, in which case, kill him. He's a menace to wolves everywhere, not just the ones like us." She jumped down into the room and landed in front of Darius, snarling as he scrambled up from his desk with a shriek. He hung up the phone and backed up so the desk was between him and the snarling she-wolf. Then he grinned. "Come to see my greatest success, have you, Experiment four-twenty-two? The Elemental Extermination Project?" He laughed harshly. "I think we'll start with you. It's unfortunate that our most powerful weapon must be killed, but it's for the greater good, you see."

[snowflake139]

"Strike!" Semper Fi howled. He heard an alarm going off, and more scientists came charging in. He charged into the room, regardless of Strike's orders, and pounced on a stranger, tearing out tufts of his hair. Hearing the man shriek, SF bit down hard into the human's leg, feeling his teeth meet bone. Flames burst from nowhere, blocking the door with a huge, roaring, burning fire so no more reinforcements could get it. SF trapped the scientists that had managed to get into the room before he set up the fire barrier in a large fire cage so they couldn't escape or fight. Semper Fi turned to Darius and stepped back, staying alert for any signs of aggresion from the untrapped scientist; he saved Darius for Strike to deal with and kill. There was an evil gleam in Darius's eyes, and he tossed a knife at Strike. But, Semper Fi leaped in front of Darius and took the blow, wincing. Looking at Strike, he barked, "Kill him now!" He managed to get the knife out, but he was bleeding heavily, and fire would not help him now. Realizing too late that he should've left the knife so it would've acted as a plug to his wound, SF gasped for breath, glad the knife had missed his heart.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

Strike's brain had gone into overdrive when the alarms went off and the guards had poured into Darius' office, but when Semper Fi jumped into the room, her mindset crumbled. She had never had to fight on the same side as another wolf, and his unexpected sacrifice threw her mind completely off-track. What is he doing? Self-preservation comes first- everyone knows that! Then she began to falter. But... what if I'm wrong? She snarled, and stepped over Semper Fi to stand between him and Darius. For a moment she was torn between her revenge and the need to see if the downed wolf was alright, but then she remember. He's an army dog. He won't let himself get killed that easily. She lunged at the tall, black-haired man, sinking her fangs into his leg and pulling him off balance. The man screamed, but as he hit the floor he began babbling. "Mercy!" he cried as she advanced. "I'll give you anything you want! I'll stop the E.E. Project! I'll... I'll give you back your memories!" Strike halted. Can he do that? Darius scrambled upright. "That's right!" he said, backing up to his desk ."I can bring back all of your memories. Wouldn't you like that? To see your family again? You can return to them- I won't stop you." Strike bared her teeth and jumped at his throat, snarling, "Memories won't bring Raven back!" she sank her teeth into his neck just as he grabbed a knife from a drawer he had reached into, plunging it into her chest. Strike stiffened, but held on, wolf and man collapsing on the floor, a pool of blood spreading around them. Strike gasped, only releasing the scientist when he went limp, his eyes clouding over. She got to her feet and staggered towards Semper Fi, managing to ask, "Are... you... alright?" before tripping on the overturned chair and lying still, blood staining her white fur.

[snowflake139]

"Strike! Strike!" Semper Fi gently licked her wound. "Are you okay? Don't die, Strike. You'll be okay." He snagged a scientist's white coat off of a hook and took it over to Strike. He layed it over her wound, pressing down with his paws to stop the bleeding. 'What if it gets infected? What if it doesn't stop bleeding? I need gauze...' "You there!" he snarled at the nearest scientist in the fire cage. "Do you have any gauze?" the scientist shook his head. "Do you know where any is?" The scientist nodded, and pointed down the hall at a supply closet. Passing safely through the fire, SF scrambled over to the closet and slammed the door down, finding gauze and cleaning alcohol. He grasped both of them in his jaws, stumbling back over to Strike, his wound bothering him. 'I'll worry about my wounds later, Strike matters more right now. Her wound is probably worse than mine...' Dribbling the cleaning alcohol onto Strike's wound, hoping that would disinfect the wound. Semper Fi wrapped the gauze tightly aroud Strike's chest, making sure the wound was fully disinfected and covered. He collapsed next to the white wolf, cleaning the blood out of her fur, licking the metallic, salty blood from Strike's fur. His vision was fading, but he struggled to stay awake. 'I'm an army wolf! I'm tougher than this! I can survive. I will live! If I die, what'll happen to Strike? I need to help her.' Struggling back onto his paws, Semper Fi was exhausted, but he cleaned out his own wound with the cleaning alcohol and disinfected it as best he could. Wrapping what remained of the gauze around his injury, SF was feeling a little better, and the bleeding had already stopped. He was still worried about Strike. "Strike, are you okay? Strike?"

[Wildmagic_warrior]

For a moment all Strike could do was squeeze her eyes tightly shut and grit her teeth, the sting of alcohol in her wound overpowering any brain-to-paws connection she might try to make. Then it faded and she gasped for breath, coughing blood onto her white paws. After the coughs subsided and she took a moment to breath, the white she-wolf looked up at Semper Fi. "I owe you my life," he said grumpily, not happy about this. "So... I suppose I need to... repay this debt somehow." Her frown lightened and disappeared, her expression becoming not quite a smile, but perhaps a bit happier than her usual scowl. "Thank you," she said quietly. "I couldn't have taken him on alone. I would have died here, and then..." she shuddered. "He would have carried out his 'Elemental Extermination Project'." She growled. "I always knew he was a scummy liar, but offering to give back my memories... that's one dirty trick too far." Strike looked up, meeting Semper Fi's eyes. "Now that I've killed him, I don't know what to do." Her voice was a bit sad. "I sort of figured on dying here. My life has no purpose now. That's how they trained me, you see; as a sort of organic machine. You're given a task, you complete your task, then they give you a new one. Once you're no longer useful, you're terminated and replaced."