The woman's POV. ※〜※〜※ His arms tentatively rested on my shoulders. "Well… I'll try. What is this place?" "I don't know," I sobbed, slowly reaching for the dagger concealed in my sleeve. Although I could attack him with pretty much any part of my body, I'd prefer for him to underestimate me. "Please, protect me." He shifted a bit, and I could sense he was about to release me. 3… 2… 1… I moved my arm towards myself with the intention of plunging the lethal, poison-coated blade into his back with enough force to send the blade straight through his stomach, but somehow he leaped to the side at the last second and managed to only receive a graze just deep enough to draw blood. I hissed in surprise and frustration. He had managed to sense my attack coming. I dropped the weapon and it skittered a few feet away. His eyes automatically went to it, providing me with the perfect opportunity to launch myself at him. The man -- Adam, I had learned a few days earlier -- immediately dropped into a crouch and rolled to the side. Towards the knife. I abruptly fell onto the floor then spun on one talon, leaving a deep gouge in the linoleum tile. It only took few strides for me to catch up to him. He turned to face me and I attacked, biting, scratching, stabbing. Somewhere along the way, Adam had picked up the knife and was stabbing me back, much more skillful than I had imagined. A deep slash along a vein in my arm had left me mildly lightheaded from the loss of blood. Crimson and a toxic green splashed onto the floor in nearly equal amounts. Not acceptable. I jumped and delivered a kick with my clawed feet that I usually reserved for demolishing buildings. He flew across the room, hitting the opposite wall with a resounding crack. Finally. I strolled to the other side of the room with a smug grin that slipped into a snarl when the dagger buried itself hilt-deep in my chest. It wasn't close enough to my heart to kill me, but damn near close. Agonizing pain. I hastily turned off the nerve endings leading to my chest. The pain would be unbearable later, but it was better than feeling it in front of my rival. I stopped in my tracks to contemplate. I could probably finish him, but at what cost? He would most likely kill me too. With a sense of logic my ancestors didn't possess, I walked out of the door, growling my final words. "You got lucky. This time." ※〜※〜※
Red. That was all I saw. Everything was tinted in red, my blood was boiling. I was pissed off to a new degree, and the adrenaline pumping through me gave me more than my strength back. I couldn't feel the pain, all I felt was hatred and rage. I vaulted myself up off the floor, my rate of breathing rose by the second. I was bleeding, and probably badly wounded but I didn't care. I looked around the place, my vision heightened and my ability to see everything around me was refreshing. I could hear everything, I could smell the blood coming off my wound. I started marching down the hallway, knocking over everything that stood in my path, and kicking every door down. "Where the fuck are you!?" I scream at the top of my lungs. "I'll kill you!" I shout, kicking open a blocked in door. I walked in, not afraid of the dangers. I had nothing to lose, my main objective was kill or be killed. I looked over one side of the room only to see nothing. I begin turning to view the other side when a man rushes into me. I quickly move to the side and he runs into the wall. He turns around to face me, teeth like daggers, and a tongue like a snake. "You'll all die." He says in a demonic voice before throwing a punch with his right hand. I grabbed his arm and my right fist slammed into his face. I grabbed his throat with my left hand swiftly after the punch I had just delivered and pushed him against the wall. "You wanna bet?" I say before delivering another devastating punch to the pale man's chiseled jaw with my seemingly deadly right fist. I didn't bother to wonder if he could feel it, instead I turned around and punched out the small window behind me with a straight, left-handed punch and grabbed a big shard of glass that broke off the bottom corner of the window. I turn around, and before he can attack I shove the shard of glass deep into his juggular. His black eyes faded into a ghostly white, and I hit him with another vicous blow again with mY right hand. "Fuck you." I say nonchalantly and walk out. --- I'm in a pissed mood, it helped. haha
Awsum. Awsum. Awsum. Awsum. >~< That's all I could saaaay .. You two have a freakin'ly awsum writer's brain! *^* And Adam is really like a bada** there o.o
Angela is it your turn to update now? -_- update woman, you know I'm the #1 parasite fan soo......
※〜※〜※ How to kill Adam? An hour later, after the pain had passed and I healed, I walked down the hospital corridor deep in thought. He was much more skilled than I had imagined -- a worthy opponent even for an evolved parasite like me. Revenge would be difficult to get. But it would be worth it. I frowned as I spotted a figure sitting on the floor. It was a human, a female dressed in a slutty nurse outfit. She stood up as soon as she saw me. "Hi, do you know where room 373 is? A man named Adam is in there?" I frowned. Maybe this was his girlfriend; I could kill her to gain an advantage. The woman winked suggestively. "I want to have fun with him." "Nope, never see him before," I lied, inching closer. "Aw. Well, if you see him, tell him Erica's here. Erin's identical twin. Also, explain that Erin had been on a call with me, and I heard everything." She smirked. "And I'll be picking up where my sister left off." After that lewd comment, she flounced off, either not noticing or not caring that I was a parasite. That would have to change. I noiselessly crept down the hallway and stood behind her, my hand raised to attack. "EWWW! What is that smell?" she shrieked. "It's like sex gone bad!" She pivoted around and sprayed what seemed like a whole bottle of pungent perfume straight into my face. I started choking. My eyes were streaming from the sickening floral scent. Satisfied, she strode off again in search of Adam. I let her go. Erica could always be killed another day. ※〜※〜※ There you go, Athena.
JUSS Erin has a twin sister something in the genetics makes them all wanna have "FUN" omg what if she was bi and started hitting on you?