Eagla

Eagla didn't get captured like the others but decided to tag along since Finley was getting taken. The soldiers want to avoid him as being around him is too overwhelming, and some randomly get panic attacks. Now, he's in his cell and standing there in the middle of his cell. He was bored - nothing interested him, unlike Finley. Being a child of Sephtis does have a few perks, and that is the ability to leave his cell whenever he wants. So, that's what he did. The 8ft being walks through the halls, searching for Finley's cell. Ibex soldiers avoid them, and for a good reason. E17, the cell that Finley is staying in. With a shrug of their shoulders, he phases through the door like last time. "Finley," their tone was neutral, with no warmth or any sign of friendliness. The same quality as when they first met. They went into their male human form, having an understanding of Finley's taste. "I still didn't get my tea." Raising a brow, he walks around the room and examines everything. Ibex doesn't bother to punish the children of Sephtis as the man would handle his misbehaving children with his own hands. In the presence of Sephtis, all the offspring have no choice but to behave unless they want to die. His cell was different, more lavish, and homey than this one. Hell, Lilith's cell must be better than anyone's. Eagla raises a hand, silencing the man before he gets the chance to talk. "I'll go ahead and order us some tea. I'm sure they have something. Which flavor would you prefer?" Walking over to the metal door, hands tucked away in his pockets.

Glory || Mentions: Malaki

In front of her, Malaki had let out an unbearable scream, and she gripped the side of her head, her eyes squeezed closed. Her mind was whirling, images of panic, suffering and death began to swirl in her mind, her head rolling in utter pain and distraut. What was happening to her? She couldn't move.. she couldn't even think. All she could think of was to run the other way, to run far, far away from this man at all costs, but she couldn't. Her breathing was rigid, her body was warming up, her eyes were shut closed, her mind in a state of panic. Lord knows panic is already not healthy for normal humans, let alone experiments. She wanted to run, she wanted to scream for her life but she couldn't, she simply couldn't. Her head was throbbing, her legs quaked in fear, and her hands tightened around her head. She was paralyzed, and she felt as if she could break down at any moment.

Malaki: Mentions: Glory and Dr. Volks (ind)

After finishing usning Primal Fear, Malaki took another look at her and saw that she was absolutely panicked, frozen still by fear. "Looks like you're stronger than you realize Malaki. Why don't you be a gentleman and walk over to her to see if she concedes the fight before it gets ugly?" Benny recommended to Malaki and he agreed. He started to close the distance, but before he actually made it to her he stopped. He had to show off his abilities to Ibex, otherwise they would be killed. Well, if they want a show, I'll give them a show. Malaki stepped back towards the center of the room and looked up intently at the moon, staring at it as its light shown down upon him, and he could feel the change taking place. Taking off his shirt beforehand, Malaki dropped to all fours as his body and form changed, with smooth skin being replaced by dark fur, and bright eyes being replaced by blood red ones. Malaki grew and grew, his head having the most radical of changes, until his transformation was finished. He stood tall and glared at Glory, daring her to make a move against him.

Glory || Mentions: Malaki

Her tension was released slowly, her body aching in pain. She had no idea what just happened, and had no clue as to why she was freaking out, but by the time she looked up, Malaki was no man anymore, no, he was a large beast, his eyes red as the color of blood, his gaze staring at her, as if daring for her to make the first move. He wasn't the type of lycan she thought he was going to be, but that only made matters worse. Well, now I know another piece of shit around here. Her blue eyes stared into his red eyes, and she closed them gently for a moment, then moments later they shot open, a piercing yellow, with a hint of murder in them. Smoke slowly began to collect around her, where did it come from? Her, of course. After moments and moments of moving smoke, it began to fade away, emerging through the smoke was a four-legged, 8ft wolf, her eyes yellow, her coat dark as night.

Opening her jaws slowly, she snapped them shut, and raised her head high, her eyes wide in a crazed expression. "Your mine now." Glory lunged forward, her jaws opened wide, ready to grab something. Unfortunately she missed latching onto something, but she did manage to shove her shoulder into Malaki's abdoment, shoving him backwards. She attempted to jump back, her hackles raised high in offensive mode, her jaw held opened a few inches, a deep, menacing growl emenating out of her lungs. Her tail swayed back and forth. Glory shook her coat, fire appearing just below her knees, her throat fur beginning to turn orange, red.

After the first attack, Malaki noticed that fire was coming from just below her knees, and her thorat was turning orange, no doubt fire was about to come out. Not if Malaki could do anything about it. He used Primal Fear again, this time a howl was unleashed unto Glory instead of a scream, and didn't hesitate for a second before closing the distance on Glory and sliding behind her before applying a rear naked choke, claws firmly on the back of her neck to warn her that if she escaped the hold, she would lose blood in the process. Malaki tried to lift Glory up by the chokehold alone, but he somehow ddin't have the strength to lift her, instead he tried to take her to the ground to further lock in the hold. "You can't give her a chance to breathe... literally! She will KILL YOU if you let her, so don't ever give her the opportunity!" Benny shouted at him and Malaki acidentally mumbled his response back to him, knowing that Glory would have no idea who he was talking to. "Sorry Glory but I'm not giving you the chance to set me on fire." He whispered in her ear as he continued struggling.

Glory || Mentions: Malaki

Next thing she knew, Glory was once again panicing, but this time around, she was in a choke hold, pinned to the ground. Her eyes were wide in fears, tears streaking down her furred face, her legs scrambling to hoist herself back up. She could hear him speak, her jaw straining opened and close. She couldn't die like this.. no. She couldn't. She refused it. She wouldn't allow it. She had a family, two children. She didn't dare to leave them without a mother. Glory knew that if she were to yank herself forward or backward, she would risk having an opened wound, but she could already feel the sharp edges digging in, so it wouldn't make a difference. It was painful, her neck was closing in, but she had to try, she must. Opening her jaw, she winced as she attempted to expel fire from her body.. it was so painful, the choke hold was suffocating her, she couldn't hold on much longer.

Then Glory had an idea. She wasn't one to forget about her powers but, this minor thing could just do it, acid. Her blood was acid, and she had the control to make it venemous. How? She still has no clue how she does it, if it works she is happy. Now, she needed to survive for the next five minutes so her blood could cook up some Acid. In the meantime...

Attempting to shift your body while in a death choke hold, not a great idea. She could feel pain searing into her body as she did it, and she had no choice but to just lie there. Maybe.. maybe it was time to give up. Maybe it was the end of the line for her..... what was she thinking? Dia! Aztec! Jackson! They all needed her, and she needed them.

Taking in as much air as she could, she inhaled, and arched her head forward, fire igniting forward. It wouldn't go directly to Malaki, no, but it would make its way there if there were to be enough fire. She kept letting it go, as if stripping every ounce from her body. It began to curl against the wall, coming back towards them.

Malaki: Mentions: Glory

The fire slowly danced along the wall, and Malaki knew that he had to move Glory towards the center of the room, otherwise he would catch on fire. But it was too late. A few sparks landed on Malaki and it caught, lighting his right arm on fire and immediately making him break free from Glory. Malaki screamed in pain as the fire quickly spread up and down his arm, engulfing the fur and beginning to burn the skin as it went. He unintentionally used Frantic Dash upon being set on fire, so Malaki tried to stop, drop, and roll in the sand, but it wasn't working, so as he moved through the arena, he had to revert back to his human form to get rid of the fur so he could eventually put it out. He dug his arm into the sand and the fire went out, but the pain was very much there. "You CAN'T LOSE THIS Malaki! She will set you on fire and burn you alive if you don't keep fighting!" Benny told him, but Malaki was too busy to pay attention. He was checking his arm, which was bright red from the fire, and the pain was so intense... tears streamed down Malaki's face as he turned to Glory, teeth gritted and clutching his right arm as he mentally prepared for a counter attack, fully expecting a proper beatdown as he moved. Frantic Dash had finally ended and Malaki was able to stand still for long enough to look at Glory, who was still in her werewolf form.

Glory || Mentions: Malaki

Sucesss. It worked. When the hold on her throat was released, she didn't hesitate. She scrambled to her feet, gasping for air, coughing shaking her head. Fire had stopped expelling from her jaws, and she was now coughing smoke. Jesus christ. How long had it been? 5 minutes? No.. its only been a few, only a couple more. Glory watched as Malaki shifted back to human, frantically trying to find a way to replenish the burning flesh on his arm, and he did.

Furious, and angered, Glory let out a menacing growl, her breathing was heavy and quick, nostrils were flaring, smoke was escaping out by the creases of her mouth, her eyes full of rage. She couldn't use fire, she needed more then just five minutes, about half an hour for her fire to regenerate. Now, all she could use at the moment was brute force, hopefully that could keep Malaki focused on that while her Acid build up.

Snapping her jaw twice, she charged towards Malaki, her legs reaching out with sharp talons. Glory lunged forward, tackling Malaki, flipping over once, twice, then another time, pinning him down, her paws placed on his shoulders, her claws propped up just above his skin. She opened her jaws, and let out a ferocious roar, digging her claws into his shoulders. Her eyes shot down to his burned flesh, and she licked her lips. If she could latch onto that~

Dr. Coin || Mentions: Glory, Malaki, Dr. Volks

Watching in awe, Dr. Coin sat back in her chair, writing on a clipboard, shaking her head with a chuckle. "Well.. I don't recall our little lycanthrope to have the ability to manipulate fire.. so they do mutate," she chuckled, an evil grin on her face. She glanced down at the two, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, and looked over her shoulder at the guards standing at post. "Hey.. go get me Dr. Volks, I am sure he would like to see his darling wolfie battle another wolfie," she asked in a high-pitched voice, and the guard nodded, walking out. Dr. Coin looked back down, sticking the tip of the pen inbetween her lips, giggling as she watched.

As if on cue, Dr. Volks walked into the observing room to where Dr. Coin was and looked out. "My apologies Dr. Coin, but I had to deal with my other subject, Jericho. Now, how is Malaki doing?" He saw that Malaki was pinned down and in his human form against Glory, who was in her werewolf form. Volks frowned at this and wondered why he wasn't in his werewolf form as well, but Volks saw that Malaki's arm was burned. "Looks like his werewolf form is weak to fire. Noted." Volks wrote it down on a piece of paper as the struggle continued.

Malaki screamed in pain as Glory dug her claws into his shoulders, the nearly proving to be too much for him as he began to lapse in and out of consciousness. "YOU HAVE TO KILL HER MALAKI!!" Benny screamed at him, and Malaki tried to find the moon to return to his werewolf form, but his view of the moon was blocked by Glory, so he was momentarily out of options, except for him to use his Primal Fear. However, as the claws continued to dig into his shoulders and the blood flowed from the wounds, Malaki wondered if it was even worth it at this point. Maybe he should just die so that Glory can live. He was sure she had something to hang onto, while Malaki had nothing to look forward to if he escaped. Tears continued to stream down his face as he looked right at Glory and said to her "I'm sorry for this" before using Primal Fear at point blank range, knowing that people who were that close before nearly had a mental breakdown, and since her mind wasn't completely stable thanks to the two previous uses, there was a change she could break. Malaki fled from Glory as he stared up at the moon to transform back, but he still not only had the wounds to his shoulders, he also had to deal with his burned right arm, but that didn't matter. He took up a defensive stance against her and waited to see if she wanted to keep going.

Glory || Mentions: Malaki

Claws were digging into the man's flesh, she could smell the blood, she could see his tears. But no, she couldn't fall back, she refused to, but unfortunately for her, Malaki dealed his final blow, and Glory finally broke down. Echoes of horrid screams replayed in her head, over and over again, her aggressive exression was replaced by horror and panic. She stumbled backwards, her legs almost giving out as she scrambled to the other side of the room, her breathing was quickening by the second, her muscles aching and straining. Her mind was overwhelmed, she could feel as if every bone in her body was breaking. What was happening? She didn't know, and because of that, it only made matters worse. Glory pinned herself against the wall, her head tilted towards the sky, her jaws clenched. Her legs gave out, and her body collapsed, her legs moving constantly, sand was pushed in all directions, her head pressed against the wall. What... t- the hell- she couldn't think, she couldn't speak, she couldn't do anything but shift back. Except this time, for one of the first times in her entire life, the shifting process was painful and excruciating.

Smoke surrounded her, but this time, fire was surrounding her as well. Her mind was scrambled, her powers were unstable. The fire and smoke waded away, leaving her by herself against the wall, her hands pressed against the side of her head, and she screamed in agony, the pain was too much. She grinded her teeth, her back against the wall, tears streaming down her face. "You.... fucker!" She managed to shriek out, her eyes were squeezed shut, her muscles tense, and her thoughts and everything around her begun to slowly become disoriented, and she felt like she was going to get sick.

Dr. Coin || Mentions: Malaki, Glory, Dr. Volks, Ibex Soldiers

Clicking her tongue, Dr. Coin sighed, "Well, I do have to give you credit Dr Volks, Malaki sure is something." She wrote something down on her paper, and sat up, crossing her arms over her chest. "I think its time we pulled them apart, don't you think? We don't want either of them dead of course," she said, flicking a hand, the soldiers behind her, nodding, leaving the room to collect Glory and Malaki.