Thread: Can you hear them? |Lagertha x Kosmik_Khoas|

There would be retribution to be paid, and it would be paid in blood. They had taken his blood and they would pay for it with their own. It was as simple as that. Yo Vince, seriously you need to settle down some, you're gonna wear a fucking hole in the floor with all that pacing. A strong female voice said to the brooding giant of a man who was pacing the concrete floor of the warehouse the group of people were in. Most sat or stood a fair distance back from the pacing man, their eyes following him as he stalked to a fro like a caged beast ready to murder anything that go to close to it. Vince jerked his head to the source of the voice, his darkly tanned skin and long pitch black hair and strong features hinted at a Native American heritage. His normally dark brown, almost black eyes were a burning orange red akin to hot coals. His lips curled back into a snarl, a mouthful of inhumanly long, and sharp teeth bared at the woman. The five long thin scars on that ran across his left side of his face, from chin to ear across his cheek pinched the snarl deeper and a low, dangerous growl emanated from his chest and throat. The monsterous look on his face, mixed with his naturally large size, standing at 6'7 tall, with a broad shoulders and a barreled chest made for a rather intimidating figure. The woman who spoke, a pretty thing with bright blue eyes and platinum blond hair styled in a pixie cut, with red stained lips shrugged and lifted her hands up in a gesture of surrender. Fine, forget I said anything. She said shaking her head. Growling again Vince returned to his pacing, long powerful strides, back and forth, from one side of the room to the other. Stopping in front of a thick concrete pillar Vince let out a snarling growl and threw a massive fist into it. Two things happened. First the concrete beneath his fist cracked and slightly caved in with a spiderweb like pattern with a splatter of blood in the center. The second was Vince's hand was broken thoroughly, the skin of his knuckles was barely scraps and small pieces of bone stuck from the skin. With another growl Vince returned to his pacing ignoring the mangled hand. As it swung by his side a soft grinding and popping came from it as the bone shifted back into place and mended together. The skin sealed closed in a matter of seconds. Vince... An uncertain voice called to him from behind. Whipping around Vince glared at the shorter man who spoke up. The man flinched and huddled in on himself, taking a very submissive posture. I..I've found out where Angi was taken. As soon as the words were spoken Vince was across the room faster than most of the people watching could keep up with. The man was lifted from the ground by his collar and held eye level with Vince, who was growling viciously. Where is she? He asked though gritted teeth in a deadly growl. It took the smaller man everything he had to not piss himself in terror. Sh-she is at Kingley Mental Hospital. He stammered out visibly shaking. Dropping the man Vince turned away and in a booming voice that held an undefiable power in it he spoke to the eight people in the room. Tonight we will be going to Kingley to retrieve Angi. The full moon is in only three nights and I am not going to let her face her first change scared and alone, locked in some cell like a fucking animal! He roared his deep voice reverberating off the concrete walls. Not bothering to actually take the tight plain white tee off Vince ripped it from his body while stepping out of his boots. Jerking his pants off he stood naked and let out a bestial roar full of pure rage. Quickly pain entered that roar as the sound of bones snapping and reshaping. The others followed suit stripping naked and joining in the howl of rage and pain. Arms grew and legs buckled, in the wrong direction. Faces elongated and jaws snapped as they grew. Thick fur began to sprout from bare flesh. Vince was the first to fall forward catching himself on hands that were forming into clawed paws. It was less than thirty nightmare inducing, stomach wrenching seconds before the grotesque sounds and sights stopped. The room was now filled with the bodies of nine wolves, Vince being the largest of them, his fur a deep black with a slightly lighter, dark gray patch that started between his eyes and ran down his back to almost dead center of his body. His shoulders were just over four feet from the ground, and he was at least eight feet long. A true monster of a wolf. Throwing his head back he let out a haunting howl that was joined by the others of the pack. The long note held for nearly a full minute before the pack tore off form the warehouse and into the dimming light of late evening. LET ME OUT OF HERE GOD DAMMIT! LET ME OUT NOOOOOOW! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND I NEED TO GET OUT OF THIS FUCKING PLACE! A tall, slender girl with deeply tanned skin and long black hair that was in a single braid that reached nearly to her ass shrieked at the heavy steel door. Her dark eyes were wide and wild as she paced around the room screaming profanities, threats, and just shrieks of unadulterated fury. The shapeless hospital gown did well at hiding the gentle, sensual curves of her still developing body. She was pretty in a girlish way, that hinted at a beauty that she was going to grow into. With a frustrated scream she charged the door again and hammered her fists into it over and over screaming about how she didn't have much time left before the full moon and her first change. That she needed to be out of here and with her brother before it happened. Hot angry tears streaming from her dark eyes. Angi hated each and every person in this place. If she changed in here alone, she would most likely loose herself to the beast inside and go on a killing rampage. She needed an experienced wolf there to help guide her through the first change, to keep her balanced and stop her from loosing her human mind to the beast mind completely and doing something she would most certainly regret. Looking out of the small window in the door she watched as a pair of nurses half dragged a pretty girl with pretty red hair, that was cut into a very peculiar style into the room across from her. Her screaming stopped and glared at them, hate burning in her stare. When they came out with the girl most likely restrained, like she had been before she broke out of them. They looked at her. A devilish smile spread across Angi's lips and she mouthed four words to them finishing with running her soft pink tongue over her pearly white teeth. The words were. You will all die.