Trophy Hunt [Huntress and DSM]

[Darkshadowmark]

Listening to her words and placing a hand on her shoulder, he nodded, trust and compliance on his face. There was a spark in her eyes that he had not seen in somebody for quite some time. He followed the two mercs leading the way then took the lead himself and moved to the back side of the town, ready to attack. They had a longer march than the others and it would be another fifteen minutes before they saw any action. They could already hear gunshots and sword clashes from outside the canyon. The two mercs spoke among themselves, but one of their discussions caught his attention. A shorter man in black armor carrying a shock rifle. He had black skin poking out of the face mask. "Man, Wesley, did you see the ass on that chick? I'm telling you, after we get done with this job, I'm going to plow her into the ground.I haven't had a woman in months because of this damn prison. Forced to be stuck on the damn wall. I bet she sucks deep" The grouped stopped then, Corvo's mind suddenly turning to horrendous rage. The other merc spoke as well, same armor but white skinned. "Jacob, shut up. That is no way you should talk of a woman. Especially one who most likely has prior commitments" "I don't care. Women are here to do as us men plea-" The sexist black man froze solid as blood dripped out of his mouth. Corvo's sword being in his stomach. Corvo twisted his sword, ripped upward then out, then kicked the man to the ground. While you couldn't tell due to the mask, "Wesley" was smiling.

The two now continued on, sneaking into the town while everybody was distracted. He noticed a werewolf up on a far ridge taking down a sniper. He assumed it was Argos taking care of business. Finding nothing to battle at the second, they moved into a building and took up a good position. The town was torn apart, crumbling buildings dotted the landscape, burn marks and silhouettes of former men decorating the brick walls. It was a warzone, and it was unknown how long it had been like this...but one thing was certain: They were definitely in Brink now...




Just after the two set up, they were greeted to some target practice. Corvo took the medium-short range ones with his revolver rifle while Wesley took the longer range ones with his perversion of a weapon, his Tesla Sniper Rifle. The damn Tesla Rifle was louder than Corvo's revolver rifle, but it didn't screw around. Anything it hit disintegrated into dust, but it felt wrong to Corvo. "I don't know how you use that thing, Corvo. It's so messy." "I'll be honest, I love it. While I admit the power of Lightning is indeed devastating, it doesn't have the same satisfaction as seeing glistening scarlet spray out from a deceased target." The man sighed and held his fire for a moment as the waves stopped. He looked at Corvo's targets, dozens dead with their skulls emptied out. "I do have to say, I miss the old days of lead and blood. But it seems that it just isn't effective anymore-" Just as he said that, the back of wesley's head exploded in a heap of gore and brain matter. "Bullshit it isn't effective..." Corvo took Wesley's rifle and rolled to the side just as a bullet hit where he was laying. He got into cover and fiddled with the thing, taking off the large scope and hooking it onto his own weapon. Thankfully, the designs were close enough that attachments could be transferred between the scope bridges. He sat there for a moment before popping back out, thanking his lucky stars he was an EX-cossack. Most people wouldn't even know what a bullet was, let alone a scope bridge.

He topped back out and took a bullet in the arm and went back into cover for just a moment. He had seen the other sniper. He had to be quick. He popped back out and moved to avoid another bullet before firing and hitting the enemy sniper. He then went up the stairs behind him and got up onto the roof and went to a nearby building to get a better amount of cover.

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"Glorious gods...allow me to use my gift to send these criminals to the hell they deserve..."

Argos, separated from his group, asked his gods for the power of the wolf. The transformation would be much less painful than Anna's, and his black armor was crafted for his werewolf form. His armor stretched to match his larger form, allowing him to remain armored as he ran out into the battle, tackling a prisoner to the ground and ripping open his chest. He ignored Anna the Werewolf nearby and made his way to the larger battle and began to rip prisoners apart piece by piece. The other merc wanted to shoot at him when they saw him, but many decided not to since he was murdering prisoners and not mercs.

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The rest of the night went very smoothly, Anna completely avoiding Corvo, even though the prisoners poured onto the town trying to retake it for hours upon hours. The end of the battle came in the morning as the prisoners finally stopped attacking. Exhausted and out of supplies, the end of the battle came as a boon to all of the soldiers. Much of the army was brought in to secure the area while the Mercs took the day to themselves to rest and the night to prepare for the following day. The Republic's military stamped out much of the spots of resistance in the area and formed a wall of lead in front of the succubus' toxin.

The next day, after the full moon had completely passed, the speakers in rock was reactivated and the mercs were briefed on what they were going to do in just three hours. The lieutenant spoke of Curtain and how they were going to take a force in to the fog and fully invade the town while the military kept Sword at bay. Taking the town then activating fans will allow them to stamp out most of the fog in the area. The force left three hours later on the fast track into the fog, each one of them putting on their masks to protect them. They were uncomfortable, but they kept them from falling to the succubus' control. Thankfully for Anna, there was no moon to force her to the enemies' side.

[Huntress]

Upon reaching the town they spilt up once again. Although Anna hadn’t seen Corvo till the end of their previous battle she was happy to look into his blue eyes once again. The moon’s had passed and Anna didn’t have to worry about anything unnecessary. The shot she had taken to the shoulder caused enough damage to leave a scar. It didn’t matter to her though, Corvo was safe. She had protected him, she had manage to be in control, even if it was for a small moment. In her eyes, after years, it was progress. This battle wasn’t as exciting, although the gas mask did make it more difficult. The last fight made Anna realize how much she cared for Corvo, a man who was practically an ass to her. Although that didn’t seem to bother her. Perhaps spending months together helps with being able to ignore the witty remarks. Although the fact that she had destroyed his life and family constantly stabbed at her. After this final mission was over with she planned to tell him. Secretly the gypsy hoped he would let her live, but that was something that she was finding rather difficult to believe. There was the smallest bit of hope though.

Veering off a little too far from the town center Anna thought it would be a good idea to see if she could find a higher vantage point, perhaps take down some of the snipers. Rounding the corner of an alley she saw a group of men coming towards her, grabbing the revolver she aimed to shoot but stumbled forward as a bullet hit her in the back of her knee. Gritting her teeth she stood up and shot at the man who had slightly disabled her. His partners approached faster as she began taking down the large men, they acted like brainless pawns as they moved in to attack her. With her gun clicking empty and not enough time to reload she unsheathed her sword. Limping she was able to hold off the men for a bit, but they just kept coming.

A large force collided with Anna as she gasped for breath and was sent onto the pavement, a crack echoing through her ears as she screamed, a few of her ribs breaking. Wincing she pushed herself up slightly and reached for her sword. She was stopped as skin sizzled and pain burned around her neck, whimpering she coughed and choked as she was pulled back. While on her knees she managed to grab the chain and yank it off her burning skin, giving her some leeway to breath as smoke rose from her scorched derma. She gritted her teeth as she pulled on the chain some more. Behind her, four of the large men struggled against her in attempt to pull the chain back and weaken her. The leather gloves Anna wore were slowly beginning to burn through but that didn’t bother her, her hands were used to the burn. All knew was that she needed to get this chain off and that’s all she was focused on.

Slowly forcing herself up on two feet and ready to destroy the men she was yanked back as more men joined the ones trying to take her down. Her back scraped against the concrete as her head collided with the ground. An irritating ringing sound echoed through her ears as pain burst in her head. The men pulled her back, before she could attacked they were placing more silver on her. Her body growing weaker by the moment. She could hear and feel movement as her eyes fluttered and her body faded in and out of consciousness.

“Good job boys.” The familiar accent and voice entered the werewolf’s ears as she stirred but winced when her skin sizzled the sound making her shudder.

In the distance she heard another voice, an extremely familiar voice. It called out her name just as she muttered his in response. Guns fired, explosions echoed and Anna could feel moistness on her skin, the scent of the blood entering her nose. She managed to open her eyes momentarily, watching as Corvo shot men down and chased after them. Anna winced in her burning bonds as she tried to motion him to stay away. He probably couldn’t see from the distance he was at. Giving up the gypsy eventually faded out.

[Darkshadowmark]

Corvo saw Anna being captured and that bitch from Oakland. He aimed his rifle and fired several rounds, each one taking off the head of a prisoner as they dragged her away on her back. The Vampiric succubus straddling her like a horse and laughing. He forced himself through a group of prisoners with sword in hand, killing and murdering them. He ran after her at full sprint as they disappeared into the fog. He fell forward into a roll and continued running as a bullet pierced his shoulder...and another hit his thigh. He wasn't watching as a prisoner routed him and used his gun as a club and clotheslined him. He smashed the back of his head into the ground and all he could hear was his heartbeat, unable to see until he blinked a few times and saw a laughing prisoner standing over him, pointing his gun and laughing.

He shook his head and saw a flash of black come by and tackle the prisoner to the ground, stabbing out his eyes with his sword. The figure came back and helped Corvo up, it was Argos, apparently...Corvo tried to run into the deep fog but his leg injury forced him to the ground again...his head injury getting the better of him. He felt another bullet enter his ribs and tear through him and he was out cold...

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Two days later...in Sword...

"Wake her...she has slept long enough today..." The succubus stood outside the cell where Anna was located, chained to the ceiling and walls to keep her from escaping, the chains were heavy and were more than enough to keep her from changing and escaping. The cell was especially crafted for the most deadly of prisoners...Visas Shagour...She was dressed in a tight leather bodysuit. Her hair was long. black as night, and curly. Two wings protruded from her back, folded. The suit was black colored and lifted her large breasts, more than a little revealing, her stomach showed as well as her long legs. It made her arse "pop". She had high heels on and waited for a prisoner to open up the cell for her to walk in with her lesser Vampiric Cousin close behind her. The two armed guards wearing military armor stepped aside so they could get closer. Anna was beaten and bruised, sitting on her knees and hung from the chains. Her clothes were torn and dirty. The Vampiric one, Kimberly, walked around and knelt behind Anna, feeling her stomach and groping her, licking her neck, wanting to drink deeply of her but resisting. "Enough, Kimberly, we are not here to play with the food..." Slapped Anna to wake her up.

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Corvo awoke to a white clothed blonde nurse standing over him, tending to his wounds. He sat up and started to look around, the nurse jumping back and screaming as she did. Argos came through the nearby door, hearing the scream, and was relieved to just see Corvo and not an actual attacker. "Where am I?! What happened?!" "Your in the infirmary in Curtain, we won the battle and were gathering forces around Sword. We were waiting for you to awake before we started the-" "Where is Anna?!" "Captured...they want to use her in a trade, but since she was your friend, the military is waiting for your judgement. The town is surrounded and most of the fog is gone, but he haven't made a move..." "Take me there...now"

Getting together his items and getting Sklavos activated and fitted with a small lead shooter, Argos lead him to the battlefield in front of the army and into Sword. The sounds of fans filled the air and the tension was high. More than a thousand rifles pointed towards the town and a thousand more pointed towards the soldiers. One thrown rock would spark a slaughter...The lieutenant, Corvo, Argos, and several elite guards walked in an entourage to the edge of town and word was sent that the trade was about to happen. Their hearts started to drop in anticipation for Anna to be brought out...

[Huntress]

Anna didn’t know where she was, and she was too weak to struggle against anything. She was thrown on solid ground as she grunted, the chains slowly unravelling as her skin sizzled. The pain was momentarily gone but it soon returned. More silver was wrapped around her wrists, her neck and her ankles. Her arms suspended, the chains hanging from the ceiling, her head was dropped low as she swallowed hard. She heard a heavy iron door slam shut and faded out once again.

Groaning Anna opened her eyes slowly, voices echoing through her ringing ears. She looked up towards the large thick door, her ears honing in on the conversation outside as footsteps approached the door. She coughed slightly before hanging her head again. Anna had never felt this weak before, ever. She had never been captured, let alone tied up with thick silver chains.

“...You don’t understand Visas. She is the last one in America. It was her and her human that destroyed Trayvon. Making her the last—”

The door groaned as it was opened and slammed against the thick wall. “True Werewolf!” A deeper surprised voice spoke.

Ann brought her head up as the two women approached. One was extremely familiar and caused Anna to snarl. Kimberly, the one that had made her attack Corvo. The other was unfamiliar to her, she was taller, curvier. Her skin was a darker olive tone, darker than Anna’s skin, her hair was long and curly, her face very attractive. She seemed like an older woman, an odd aura surrounding her, it caused Anna to heat up, sweat forming and dripping from her head. It also made her feel oddly uncomfortable. The woman looked at her in surprise and intrigue and Anna found herself locking eyes with the dark haired woman.

“Ooh.” She chuckled. “And she’s a looker.” The woman smiled and knelt down in front of her. Grabbing Anna’s face she forced her to lift her head and meet her eyes. “Mmm...I like her.” Glancing over her shoulder the woman, Visas, looked at Kimberly. “Well done my gorgeous.” The idiotic red head smiled and Anna growled. She gasped in a fake, surprised shock. “Feisty too. Oh we are going to have a great time. Look at her, still ready to attack even though she can barely move.” Visas chuckled.

Anna attempted to move and try to attack the woman but it only caused her more pain as the chains tightened and sizzled against her skin. She glared into the eyes of the succubus as they began to glow. The woman grinned and leaned in closer to Anna, who was in some type of trance. Their lips met and quickly parted as the werewolf looked at Visas in sadness, wanting more. The halfbreed moved closer, fangs extended as she bit into Anna. A subtle, pleasure filled moan escaping her. She closed her eyes as she allowed the euphoric feeling to take over, her pain was gone as she was filled with pleasure instead.

“Hmph...so easy to seduce. She’s going to be perfect. You have made me very happy Kimberly.” The woman stood, meeting Anna’s eyes as they glowed to their amber alternative. A grin spread across the succubus’ lips, leaving the two women alone.

Anna’s gaze turned to kimberly as the two rejoined in a heated kiss.
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Anna hoped that the next few days would’ve been like the first, not much more pain; but she was wrong. They tortured her until she spoke, unfortunately for her, she didn’t crack. The pain wasn’t enough for her to speak and give away her friend or anyone from the other side, not that she planned on, even if they killed her. Anna’s clothes had been torn, she was bruised and bloodied; only grunts and groans escaped her as they stabbed her, whipped her, burned her, slashed her, even shot her; perhaps a small scream every now and then. But she swore that she would kill every single one of them. She planned on getting out and when she did, hell would break loose.

The torture had stopped momentarily and Anna wondered what the others were doing, Corvo and Argos. Were they planing an attack? When would it take place? Were they going to destroy the town? Would they save her? Anna felt that if they didn’t it would be better, Corvo wouldn’t have to find out about her and she wouldn’t have to worry about dying by his hand. Clenching her jaw she hung her head and stared at the ground. Her arms hurt but she ignored the distant pain. Her head shot up as the door swung open. Visas stepping in with a devilish smirk on her face. Making her way to Anna she knelt down in front of her. Anna growled lowly, the woman opposite her simply laughing.

“I think my boys have hurt you enough for today. I thought I might try to help relieve some of that pain.” Moving closer the woman prepared to lock lips with Anna. She simply turned her head away and snarled.

“Fuck you!” She spat bitterly and looked at her in disgust.

Visas smirked and grabbed Anna’s face. Whipping her head around to meet her own eyes. “I am the only reason you are still alive, show some gratitude please. Besides I’m only trying to help.” The succubus’ claws extended and cut into Anna’s skin before their lips crashed together. With the heated kiss the gypsy found herself unable to fight against the woman and simply gave in. Struggling against the chains they rattled and soon Anna’s arms dropped, skin sizzling, but she didn’t care. The pleasure she was receiving was too immense and that’s all she found herself able to focus on. Her body started healing itself, bones returning to their proper position and sizes, energy flowing through her body. Standing up Anna pulled Visas up with her as well.

Shoving the woman against the wall the intensity in the room could be felt by anyone. The two were at each other for a while before the succubus had what she wanted and sent Anna flying across the room. Back slamming against the wall as she fell unconscious. “Mmm, you’re getting there darling.” The door was slammed shut as Anna’s skin sizzled once again as she was chained the same way.
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Anna didn’t make a sound as her eyes jolted open. Turning her head to the side she spat out some blood and looked up at the two women. “What the fuck is it this time?” She asked with a snarl. “I told you, I am not revealing anything, no matter what you do to me.” She looked at the two in disgust.

Visas smiled. “Kimberly let’s get started before they arrive.” In a second both of the women were on her. Kimberly was draining her while Visas occupied her lips. That distinct, euphoric feeling returned. It became more intense as the bodies got closer to each other, the heat in the room rising. Visas had claws digging into Anna’s skin, three more extra spikes impaling her, two came form the succubus’ wings and one from her tail. She felt herself fading, her essence dissipating. When the two were done she looked up at them with glowing amber eyes. She wanted more, more of whatever made her feel that good. Her expression was blank, void of any emotions. She watched the two leave, the nearly empty vessel just watched.

Anna’s consciousness was so faded and so deep that she could barely even watch as things unfolded. She was unchained from the wall and brought out and upstairs. Forced to her knees by the guard she didn’t fight as she started at the ground blankly. She had been placed next to where Visas sat, Kimberly on the left side. Looking up the empty Anna studied the three men. One man in particular was able to cause some emotion, or rather a mix of emotions, fear, worry, annoyance, safety, caring, friendship. She raised an eyebrow as she continued to look at the tall, scarred man, his piercing blue eyes searching her. ‘...Corvo...’ The name echoed in her mind. “Corvo?” She looked around confused...why was she saying that name.

“Gentlemen, I assume you have come here to consider my trade?” Visas asked eyebrow raised with a smirk. “I understand there is only three of you, and to make it fair there shall only be three of us. I don’t need any of you getting...trigger happy.” She chuckled and motioned for the two guards to leave. The only people remaining were Kimberly, Anna and Visas who stood across from Corvo, Argo and the Lieutenant. “My offer is quite simple actually. I require safe passage across the ocean and into Damascus. From which I will be lead to safety and freedom.” She smiled with dirty pride. Her hand moved over to Anna’s head as she clamped down on it, her fingernails extending and digging into the werewolf’s skin.

Whispers echoed through Anna’s mind, orders from what it seemed. Eventually the words were clear to her. ‘You will destroy all these men as soon as I am guaranteed safety and the deal has been sealed. You will change and use your abilities to their full capacity to kill them.’ The words once again became a mess of whisper’s and faded out. Anna simply nodded and looked at the three men while the succubus waited for a response. The men whispered amongst themselves as they looked at each other deciding on what to do.

“If we don’t agree to this deal...what happens?” The lieutenant asked, knowing very well what would happen.

“If the deal can not be met, well, it’s simple. You will all die and I will take over the state once again until I am assured safety back to my home land.” The woman shrugged.

“Is Anna’s safety guaranteed?” The lieutenant asked.

“My patience is growing thin sir. Did I not come here to make a deal? Meet your end and I’ll meet mine.” She smiled and removed her hand from Anna’s head.

Looking at Visas the gypsy felt an unnatural pain in her stomach as it spread throughout her body. She gasped for air and swallowed hard. The pain was becoming evident in her face as it became stronger by the moment. Worry was written allover Anna’s face as she looked up at the three men in an almost pleading way. Putting her hands on the ground Anna looked around scared. A scream escaping her. Tears began to form in her eyes as she tightly shut them. Her back arched, spine pushing against the skin. A groan soon escaped her as sickening cracks and pops echoed throughout the area. The silver chains began to burn more intensely as Anna cried in pain. More whimpers and small scream escaped her as her insides began to twist and turn, her bones breaking and reshaping. The chains were removed from her changing body as she gasped for air, her clothes becoming tighter, vocal cords changing, causing the painful sounds escaping her to sound even more disturbing.

Her eyes burned amber, the wolf in her slowly breaking out as she met Corvo’s eyes tears running down her cheeks. Although she had no control over her actions and what was going on Anna still felt the urge to look at him in apology. Fabric began to tear, her body expanding as she looked away from the man. Her face began pushing out, her spine forcing itself to extend. Fur begun to sprout as muscles bulged and grew, the creature becoming double the size of the woman. Anna had managed one more look at Corvo before her humanity was consumed. It was a look of sorrow, slight regret and understanding. Panting the creature stood and looked at the three men. Fangs glistening as she snarled, the burning amber eyes fading to Anna’s natural hazel/green.

“Gentlemen. Your uh...bitch, for lack of a better term, is currently under my control, now unless she sees that I am taken to safety, she will attack all of you, and well...destroy you.” Meeting Corvo’s eyes Visas grinned. “I know some of you might think you know how to destroy her, or rid of her, but I assure you she’s not that easy to kill, so think wisely before you make your decision.”

Deep within Anna’s mind she was breaking apart, falling apart. She was able to witness what had happened and she knew that this would not end well, even if she had control over herself. This is not how she had wanted it to happen. She wanted to tell him, not be forced to find out like this. The current situation was the worst possible scenario for her. She would probably end up dead, but she didn’t want it to end like this...

[Darkshadowmark]

"Goodbye...dad..."

He witnessed her change into a werewolf, seeing the pain and terror on her face, the sorrow...she was one of them...a cold sweat broke out all over his body...but his true terror and anger came when her clothing tore away, revealing a specific scar, a burn, one he knew from his past. He held up his hand and looked at his ring, making sure that the symbols were exactly correct...Anna was not just a werewolf...but she was the exact one from that night when everything he knew and loved was taken, and why he is who he is today. She was the one who took his daughter...ripped her from his arms and fed on her for food. He started to breathe heavier, feeling his blood boil, he drew his sword and gun, loaded with the exploding silver bullets he crafted specifically for this beast. He pointed the gun at her, ready to end her then and there, avenging his family once and for all.

The prisoners in the houses tensed up, as well as the vampiric succubus, but Visas held their fire, wanting to see what Corvo would do. His finger on the trigger, he tried with all his being to pull it and kill her...but she was his friend and ally, somebody he would and nearly did die for...he bit his lower lip and blood quickly seeped out and dripped off of his chin. Tears began to well up as he was fighting an internal battle...seeing his dead family avenged...or let her go and move on? Maybe join his family in heaven?

"So what will you do after this Corvo...? I mean, after you kill the...um...werewolf that killed your family?"

He started to question even god now, the holy savior. If god truly cared, then why would he make his life like this? The trigger on the gun started to get wet from his sweat...

"I'm not sure, Anna. Might take up the carnival business and see what happens...hah, your not joking...To be honest, I have no idea...return home maybe and live out life in seclusion...retire or something. Maybe I'll just become an explorer like my dad."

The Succubus spoke, breaking the silence, demanding that a choice be made now or else...

"Your dad? You've never spoke of him, whats he like?"

The lieutenant looked at Corvo now and demanded an answer. Guns could be heard in the distance, getting ready for battle...

"He was a great man, Miss Silvasi...he wasn't a devout follower of the church like I am...but he was kind to everybody, he was ever forgiving, always believing in giving a second chance should whoever wronged him deserve it. I remember him always giving us old relics from his adventuring, which turned out to just be rusty spoons and shit...."

"A second chance..."

He looked at the Succubus, the anger still covering his face. He had an answer to the Succubus, and she knew it. She smiled, anticipating the result and planning the trip to Damascus. "Visas Shagour..."

"Fuck. You."

He whipped his pistol around and fired at her instead, his aim being off due to the tears blurring his eyes. He took off Visas' arm though! She flew off of the platform she was on and landed on the ground. It was like the world exploded then as bullets filled the air, both prisoners and military opened fire and started to tear one another apart. Kimberly ran to the aid of Visas, who just yelled out "KILL HIM!" and pointed at Corvo.

Though Argos and the Lieutenant sprung into action, attacking the two succubus...Anna leaped at Corvo, who valiantly rolled out of the way, having already anticipated her attack. He rolled into a standing position while she reeled around and roared at him. In the quick moment, he would sheath his sword and gun and break off his necklace, wrapping it around his fist to make a "Silver knuckle". Combined with his ring, he would knock her into submission and bide his time while Argos and the Lieutenant dealt with the Succubus' and broke the hold on Anna's mind.

She clawed at the ground, preparing to charge and he assumed a strong tae-kwon-do stance, prepared to dodge her and hit her when she is open. He flinched his fingers and taunting her into charging him. "Come Miss Silvasi...lets see what your made of now that I'm not going easy on you...I know your breed's tricks, I know how you move, I know how you fight and you know how I move and how I fight...let us see who deserves life."

[Huntress]

Anna wished she didn’t have to watch from the sidelines, but she had no choice, no matter how hard she fought she couldn’t break through and take control. When shot’s were fired and Visas screamed Anna snapped and went into attack mode, rage building up. She snarled at the man who stood across from her. She wished she hadn’t. His words were clear in her mind as she figured out a different way to attack, something that he wouldn’t expect. Faking a lunge she moved in the same direction Corvo moved in and slashed at him, claws ripping through his clothing as she went across his chest. The left side of her face was met by a burning punch as the chain and ring ripped off some skin as well. A whimper escaped her upon impact but she was up and ready within seconds, shaking her head and growling.

This time she leapt as she missed him by an inch, she grunted as she was kicked, claws scraping against the floor. Snarling she ran at him full force, shoulder colliding with his ribs as she sent him flying, taking the chance she pinned him and glared into his eyes. Inside Anna was falling apart, sorrow and regret overflowing. On the outside she was vicious and angry, ready to destroy the man. Preparing to rip his throat out she leaned in as an ear piercing scream ripped through her ears, the distraction giving Corvo a chance and knocking her off. Her attention returned to the man as she stood up and roared. Going for the attack once more the two went at it, claws and fangs versus fists and kicks. Whimpers escaped Anna as he skin was scorched while Corvo grunted and winced towards the beast’s attacks.

A mass went flying across the room, Anna catching it out of the corner of her eyes, the black blur stood up grunted and shook it’s head before moving forward again. Anna snorted and turned back to face Corvo. Snarling she prepared to attack the man. A bullet catching her shoulder as she stumbled back but quickly shook it off. Slashing at the man she chose to swipe instead of lunging. Another silver lined punch to the face as she whimpered before quickly meeting Corvo’s eyes. Standing up straight she growled as screams echoed through the facility. She covered her ears but tried her best to overcome the high-pitched, painful sound. Snarling she glared over her shoulder before lunging at the Russian once more. Missing she skidded to halt and stood up with an annoyed roar.

Walking towards him with anger she felt a painful force as she stumbled forward slightly. She felt the blood run down her chest and stomach, looking at the wound she then met Corvo’s eyes. Tears ran down her muzzle matting her fur with their dampness. Whatever hold was on her mind shattered as she came through, a whimper escaping her as she covered the wound with her hand. Her blood was so warm. Her free hand shot out against the wall she was facing, to stop herself from falling onto Corvo. Her eyes were sorry as she met his, her body beginning the reversal process, fur receding, her body shrinking back to her human form. She continued to cry, hating herself for what had happened, what she had done to him. Her lower lip trembled as she exhaled softly, her arm giving way as her body collided with Corvo’s, her hand dropping from the wound in her chest.

[Darkshadowmark]

His chest and arms gouged and torn, he felt pain in his heart as she slumped down onto him, her chest exploded, tearing out most of her heart. She changed back and he caught her as she went down, laying her on the floor and tapping her face, trying to keep her awake. "Anna...no no no...you deserve life...a second chance...don't go on me now..." He looked up to see Argos down the hall, holding a smoking rifle. Anna's vision started to blur and the sound started to muffle. He tapped her face again, keeping her eyes on his, trying to keep her awake...her visioned darkened...

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The smell of freshly made bacon in the air...eggs...freshly squeezed orange juice...? Roses and tulips?! Chocolate?! What!? Her nose was alight with the smells! Her eyes fluttered open to see the roof of the living room of the house in Clocktown...on the other side of the country! She sat up with a shock, seeing a bouquet roses, boxes of chocolate, an ornate rifle of all things and she noticed a Sapphire tribal necklace around her neck. She had a beautiful set of lavender colored clothing on and her wounds were completely healed. "Hey! Your awake! I knew the bacon would bring you out of it! Killian said that it wouldn't help you wake up, but I knew it!" She would look to see Corvo come into the living room from the kitchen, holding a bed-plate full of assorted goodies. Bacon, freshly smoked ham, Eggs Benedict, a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, and the morning paper. He was wearing a different set of clothing now, his previous armor having been torn to shreds, he now wore a dark blue Russian overcoat that went down to his middle thigh. he wore a matching pair of pleated khakkis and black loafers. The most stand out part of his outfit was the bright red scarf wrapped around his neck. The window across the kitchen showed that it was snowing a blizzard outside. Winter had finally hit while she slumbered.

Not even waiting for her to stretch, he placed the bed-plate across her lap and moved the gifts from friends aside. "The necklace and clothing was from Samuel, he had heard what had happened last week and came by with it in hand. He said something about how the necklace would bring you inner peace or something. The tulips are from Killian and the gun is straight from the lieutenant, an apology for your capture at the hands of the now deceased Succubus'. The chocolate is from Firaxis for all the help we did there which...now that I think of it, your a dog-like creature and chocolate is poisonous to dogs so....would they be bad for you? Well, anyway the roses were something I picked up yesterday because I saw them. Oh right, you have no clue what happened...We won the battle. You nearly killed me in the process by the way. Argos put a bullet through your chest and ripped out most of your heart. The only reason your alive is because your a werewolf, but even then, you've been down and out for the last ten days. But there have been some changes in...well, population.

He went on to explain that her changing into a werewolf in front of an army of loose lipped mercs ended up changing more than a simple outfit. It changed the nation in fact, sparking the revealing of many creatures of the night across the Republic. Several of which were very surprising, such as the Governor of Texas turning out to be a Vampire that mutually fed off of his half pixie wife. Or how the military actually had a werewolf division. Even more surprising was how the Nation took it. It went by relatively quiet, most of the nation acting as if they knew it all along but just kept it quiet. The church however retaliated and "outlawed" creatures of the night from existing, which was met with a huge drop of attendance in church.

He went on to explain that the battles in the prison went on to spark a small bit of a massive revolt against the republic in Texas, the people demanding electricity, better homes, wages, and food. All military production in Texas stopped which, in turn, sparked a LOT of criminal activity across the republic as it was distracted with Texas. Even here in Maryland, the contracts sprung up and the money was piling up. He also mentioned that he killed Argos for hurting his friend, which was a plus for her no doubt. After explaining what was going on, he sat down with her and opened up the newspaper straight to the funnies. He pointed out a particular comic, Sire Stiffupperlippington's panel.

The first panel of the six showed the Sire sitting around a table with an elegantly dressed Vampire Countess and a large werewolf wearing a waistcoat and a tophat. Each had a teacup. The next showed them laughing with a speech bubble above the sire speaking of the church's power and how it was going to apparently going to kill all of the mythical creatures ever! The Next panel showed the Vampire Countess speaking of how the church has next to no power both militarily and politically and that they have already failed their little game. The forth panel showed the werewolf speaking of the petty arguments that they presented, like Vampires being blood sucking freaks and werewolves being carnivorous monsters when the "monsters" they speak of often act more civilized than most of the Christians in the past have acted with their crusades and poor choice of author for their book, which in the next panel the Vampire Countess pointed out that she was actually old enough to have witnessed the writing of the original bible and the one today only has a single word that has remained constant from the original. The name of the book! The last panel showed them all laughing once again.

Corvo's allegiance to the church had faded because of Anna's reveal, not knowing why God would have set his life like this. He didn't talk about it at all. Laughing, he got up and smiled. "I'll let you eat your breakfast and relax, Princess. When your ready and you've stretched and woke up and stuff, let me know, and we'll start getting ready for either tomorrow or the day after as we've got quite a few contracts...another day in paradise huh?" He left her alone in her bed in the kitchen to eat and go over what she heard while he cooked his own breakfast. He poked his head back in before she could do anything though. He winked at her and pulled his head back into the kitchen...he was sure to avoid asking her if she was still going to go home, even though the tickets to do so were on a cork pinboard in the kitchen...

He made sure to not be in sight of her when he came up to the kitchen table and placed his hands on it, trying to keep the pain in his chest from overwhelming him. He was still furious at her for lying to her for the last two months. He both wanted to kill her and keep from hurting her. He had hid his anger as best as he could by being friendly to her, but he couldn't hide the look in his eyes, his trust of her was broken. The only reason she's alive is because she deserves a second chance...and thats it. She hid what she was from him with lies and deceit, and because of that, their friendship was going to come to an end, and soon.

[Huntress]

Anna smiled at Corvo’s wink and started with her food. It was delicious. She was lucky to have someone who could cook with her, she was horrible at it. Taking in everything that she was told she clenched her jaw and swallowed hard. So much over the course of a couple of weeks. But the main thing on her mind was the fact that Corvo hadn’t killed her, that she was still alive, let alone being taken car of. That was something she wasn’t expecting, the thoughts of what she had done to him sit haunted her mind, drilled through her head. She couldn’t look at him without remembering his face on that night. She had destroyed him and he let her live. There was obviously something more to it. One does not just simply forgive something like that. Anna had been ready to accept death, whether it was when the two were fighting or if it would’ve been differently.

Glancing in the kitchen the sadness was evident in her eyes and all over her face. ‘Why?’ She wondered. Swallowing what she had in her mouth she placed the tray aside. Tossing the sheets off her she got up and walked to the kitchen. Leaning against the doorframe she looked at the man as he ate. She swallowed hard and sighed shakily. Sniffling she wiped away a tear. Another quiet exhale to steady herself. “Why?” Her voice was nearly a whisper. “Corvo, why?” She asked, louder this time. Walking into the kitchen she placed her hands on the table across from him. Looking down at him she wiped away more tears. But soon they were coming down faster and she couldn’t keep up. “WHY?!” She slammed a hand against the table “Why did you let me live Corvo?” She looked at him as she cried. “I was ready to die, ready to let you avenge your family, make you happy. What could be so important to let me live?!” Anna wasn’t sure if she wanted to continue bearing the thoughts and images of his family being slaughtered. It hurt her way too much. She cared for this man, to great amounts. It killed her inside.

Gritting her teeth she tightly shut her eyes and cried into her sleeve. Would it be better if she left? If she wasn’t constantly with him? Was it his presence that made her think of it? Perhaps his scent? The simple idea of him? If that was the case then even leaving wouldn’t help. She sobbed slightly, her arm coming down hard, making a hole through the wall. He didn’t know that it tore at her just as much as it tore at him. Storming out of the kitchen, she left through the front door and slammed it shut behind her. Barefoot in the cold wind and snow she walked around to the side of the house. With her back against the wall she sat down and brought her knees up. Her skin was flushed as her body produced more heat than usual. The cold not bothering her. She groaned as she ran a hand through her hair and brought her fingers back through the opposite way, raking her scalp.

Roaring in frustration she began yanking her clothes off. The change being much more painful than she expected but coming faster than usual. Claws and fangs lengthening, her body re-forming, expanding, growing larger, fur sprouting all over. When it was done she ran off, making her way as far from the house as possible. But not before letting Corvo know. A sad, grieving howl escaped her until she disappeared in the thick snow storm. Her heart pounded fast against her chest, so fast that it hurt. She ignored the pain and continued to run. Reaching a more densely forested area Anna stopped. The wind was whistling through the bare branches and messing up her fur. Snow pelted her but she didn’t care as she looked around. Her heartbeat settled as she growled lowly.

Her ears picked up movement, twitching in many directions. Finding the loudest sound, associated with the largest animal she bolted. Pinning the deer down she devoured the animal and moved onto the next. Although she didn’t eat every kill she was able to sate her hunger. Leaving a rather large amount of torn up carcasses, anything she could find to let the frustration, sadness and anger out. There was plenty left for any of the scavengers, ranging from deer, bobcats and foxes to raccoons, squirrels and rabbits. Dropping to all four she snorted as she walked through the storm. Not ready to return home just yet.

[Darkshadowmark]

He was a stone wall as she yelled at him, staring straight ahead at a wall. She left deep imprints in the table as she ran out. He continued to simply stand there, blank faced and unable to talk at all. He didn't have an answer for her besides "You deserved a second chance" and he didn't get the chance to say it to her when she stormed out. He filled his cheeks with air and sighed slowly, heading upstairs, he got his items and went out into the snow to look for her. She probably changed into a werewolf to take out her anger on animals outside of town. He only took his pistol for personal defense. He wouldn't dare use it on her, but he wouldn't let her kill him either.

When he walked out, he was immediately stopped by Killian who was coming by to see Anna. He had a black satchel on him. He shoved passed him and disappeared into the crowds, but Killian easily kept up. He grabbed Corvo's shoulder and forced him to stop. "Corvo, whats going on?!" "Piss off Killian. Not in the mood. I have to find her and make sure she doesn't get hurt." He tried to move into the crowd, but Killian wouldn't have any of it and grabbed Corvo and pulled him out of the crowd and into the entrance of an apartment building. Corvo tried to fight back, but he held his hand since Killian was the Governor. "Quit bullshitting me, Kintobor. Whats going on?!" "She wanted to die, Campbell. Giving her a second chance was far from what she expected. She doesn't understand why I let her live and she's pissed." "And your being fucking stupid enough to go after her? Did you forget how to treat a woman since your wife died? Give her some time man, wait until she calms down enough and comes home. Christ."

Corvo was quiet for a moment before he placed a hand on his forehead and closed his eyes, a migraine coming on in his head. He sighed again through his nose. "Alright." Corvo talked down from chasing Anna, the two returned to his home to share a cup of Coffee in an attempt to try and keep Corvo from murdering somebody out of anger. They sat at the kitchen table, still damaged from Anna's outrage. "Now...Why did you spare her? I mean, she destroyed your life and-" "Shut the fuck of Killian...I let her live because she deserved a second chance, I've told you that already." "That can't be the only reason. Just because your adventurer dad always gave somebody a second chance because they deserved it, there has to be something else. What? are you plowing her as well? Been wanting to plow her? Love? What?" Corvo wasn't the best person to interrogate with random questions, especially questions like this. "She deserved life, she didn't deserve to die because she couldn't control her dangerously hungry side. Her actions were not her own. If they were, she would be dead..." They didn't speak for a moment until Killian reached into the satchel and pulled out a small toy, handing it to him. It was a medium sized tan wolf doll, russian made. It stood on Corvo's hand as a wolf does as it waits for it's family members to arrive. It was a little bigger than his hand, designed to be a wolf pup, it's tail was wrapped around it's right leg, short and furry. It had dark blue eyes and and black on the back of it's pointed ears. It's muzzle was darkened

Corvo's face contorted into one of anger and sadness, he pulled his pistol and aimed it at the man across the table, who remained stoic. "Where. Did. You. Get. This?! This was my daughter's favorite toy!" "In case you forgotten, you told me the town you used to live just outside of last time you, Anna and I had dinner. I called in a favor and found your old home. It was abandoned and nearly empty from looters, but underneath a child's bed, dirty, grimy yet in perfect condition was that toy. It was delivered back here, cleaned up and here we are. Figured you would want it." Corvo lowered the pistol and placed it onto the table. He looked at the little wolf with a large amount of sadness. He had forgotten it when he left for the republic of America after his Cossack training.

Killian got up and left Corvo to himself now, not even saying goodbye, though the look in his eyes said that he was lost in memories. The thought of Anna's anger was gone from his mind at the moment...or was it?