Fantasy Wolves on the Run

[GreenIV]

Bat realizes he must speak the single truth he didn't ever want to say. "I'm scared of you. Because I am a genetically created human made for what I do. But you, you're natural and you're better than me. You're terrifying to me. It's obvious you can easily replace me, as you can improve past my level, whereas I cannot. You have a lifespan of 80 or more years. I have one of 20. Instead of becoming jealous and try to rid of you, I'm trying to ensure you surpass me." Bat sighed.

 

[KiwiKatz]

Ketsui's eyes widened as she heard his voice, then they narrowed into a glare after listening to it. "Fuck you." She tore out the bluetooth threw it into the back of the cave. Perhaps another one of those creatures could appear and destroy it for her, but damaging a contraption connected to such a worthless person in her mind didn't seem to amount to anything. She exited the cave to realize that everybody had left. Her throat was hurting tremendously, so much, in fact, to the point where she doubted being able to speak again. The she-wolf managed to track their scent back towards the laboratory, and followed their trail inside. Ketsueki walked up behind Bat and thought to herself. Bullshit. Grey Bat isn't afraid of fucking anything, let alone a little kid. Her eyes held an unamused expression, keeping contact with the ground rather than the others. She peeked her head through the doorway then leaned back and started jotting down in her notebook. Might as well record this occasion, yes? She wrote down every word her 'friend' uttered until he mentioned the one about his lifespan. Someone could live more in twenty years than some people ever could in eighty. It's not the time that matters, it's what you do with it that does. She switched out of her normal black ink option and instead wrote that thought in green. Perhaps she could pass that on to him later. To the side Ketsui drew the room, and along with it wrote notes on her opinions of the situations, and although I'd rather not share her precise thoughts, I can tell you that she's a tad bit too judgmental about what goes on around her when she doesn't really do much, herself.

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Elliot shakes his head, eyes starting to fall closed. He knows he doesn't have much time. He wishes it would go faster. "no..." his voice is not much more than breath. "you're... a legend... I'm... just.... weak..." And with that, Elliot passes out.

 

[GreenIV]

Good. Now I can fix him without his complaints. Bat patiently and effectively fixed Elliot's wounds in various ways, took him out of the chair, and carried him off to the cave, expecting Alyla to follow. Happy 19th birthday to me.

 

[Fading Shadow]

Reaching the cave, Alyla was barely panting. This is weird. She thought to herself. Noticing a small stream next to the cave, she strolled over to it and crouched down to see her reflection. But it didn't do much since she's color blindness and she's currently seeing through the darkness. Why did they do this to me? Why not use whatever they did on Grey, Elliot or Ketsui or anyone else?" She spoke softly.

 

[GreenIV]

After lying Elliot down, Bat too slept the few remaining hours of the night away. It was uneasy sleep, as he knew what he'd wake up to.

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Elliot doesn't dream that night. His mind believes he is dead, and, since he lacks a religion due to growing up in a lab, he believes that everything is over. That is, until he wakes up in the morning. At first he is confused. Is there an afterlife? He asks himself, looking around. That theory is quickly put down when he sees the other wolf-humans. After a few moments of feeling defeated, Elliot gets angry. "I'm supposed to be dead!" He mutters, looking at his hand with narrowed eyes.

 

[GreenIV]

Elliot's wake arises Bat from his rest. His hair was grey. "You're only supposed to die when I say so." He turned his attention to his new gun and analyzed it. It was a gun specially made for him. It was unique; called "Final Grey" and it couldn't be taken apart. It didn't use ammunition; it rather used the electricity in the air to produce pellets of varying volts. These volts were either lethal or subduing depending upon the voltage GreyBat set them to. He went into the darkness of the cave, and came out with his zap knife and Final Grey sheathed, wearing a grey muscle suit and no utility belt. He wore nothing on his head. "Well, both of the Sanders are alive. We will live our entire lives running until they're not. They also still have the cure to cancer. But we have no idea where they are. Perhaps we need to go to a town and receive some knowledge."

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Elliot looks up at Greybat, infuriated. "Who are you to say when I die?" He asks, standing up. His fists are clenched tightly, so tight his palm is being cut by his finger nails. "It's my life. I decide when I die. Not you." It's taking all of his strength to hold back from attacking Greybat, which is all he wants to do right now.

 

[GreenIV]

"It's your life that you are trying to end before you see what you are. When you're doing something wrong, someone should stop you. I will be that someone. I already have a cure in mind for your biological depression, but the chemicals are on Sanders. So we should make way to the nearest town and gather intelligence on their location." GreyBat remained composed through all of his words.

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

When you are doing something wrong... that phrase echoes in Elliot's head and his attempt at composure fails. He leaps out at Grey and tackles him, too angry to care that he is only going to end up being the one beaten up.

 

[GreenIV]

GreyBat easily tosses him off. He sighed. "You don't realize you're so damn smart and strong, so you get enraged when someone tries to help you. I really need to find those chemicals. One last injection. I promise." He stood at the exit of the cave, waiting for Elliot to prepare.

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Elliot watches GreyBat leave and stands. Why does Grey care so much? It's not like Elliot could ever be like he is. Elliot walks deeper into the cave, turning on his headphones. The music calms him a bit, and lets him realize something. Eyolf is talking to him. What was that? I'm sorry. What for? For being so down on you. I didn't think you'd actually try to kill yourself. Whatever, Eyolf. Elliot reaches the end of the cave and sits, letting himself focus solely on the music in his ears.

 

[GreenIV]

GreyBat refused to leave without Elliot. He uses his tablet as a mirror to look at his grey hair. Grey Muscle Suit, Grey hair, Grey Eye, Final Grey, Grey Knife. The Legendary Hero GreyBat. Created by a villain. GreyBat reminisced in his glory days.


Three years ago. Bat was sent to Russia by the FBI to neutralize a nuclear threat to America. The facility was full of about 80 elite soldiers who were rumored to have never missed a single shot. However, the FBI didn't want Russia knowing America was there so Bat was only allowed to carry a tranquilizer pistol and his Grey Knife. Excluding ammunition.


Rather than finding Russian ammunition and using it against these soldiers like the FBI wanted, he stealth killed with his wolf. The FBI wanted to raise a conspiracy amoung Russia with their plan, but Bat thought differently. His thinking was basically "If their best can't survive wolf attacks, how could they survive America?"


After clearing out the entire facility, Bat injected the virus into the supercomputer containing the information for the nuclear bombs. He also found an encrypted file which said "Wolf DNA". He never shared this file with the FBI.


Returning to normal times, GreyBat realized what he just remembered. I never decrypted that file.

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

After a while Elliot was calm. He walked out of the cave and looked over Grey. "Hey." He said softly, looking at his own feet. "I'm sorry."

 

[GreenIV]

GreyBat turned his head to Elliot. "Don't apologize for something out of your control. I will find those chemicals and form a cure for your depression after we find Sanders. The chemicals are within my cure to cancer. Let's go to Cooke City."

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Elliot smiles softly. "alright, but we should make sure the others know where we are going. Just in case."

 

[GreenIV]

GreyBat looked into the cave and yelled for their departure. He waited a few minutes to see if they had anything to say. While he was waiting for a possible response, he smoked a cigarette.

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Elliot looks at the cigarette. "Why do you smoke?" He finally asks.

 

[GreenIV]

GreyBat tapped the nicotine stick to rid of some ashes. "PTSD. I didn't know I was cloned from someone else's DNA and perfected until I was 8. I developed PTSD after the man who I was cloned from almost killed me. The cigarettes help calm me, and don't affect my health in any way."

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

"Oh. That's rough." Grey Bat is a clone? Elliot didn't know this. "I'm really sorry."

 

[GreenIV]

"What? You didn't do anything." GreyBat put out his cigarette. "What's worrisome is he's still alive. I need to kill him before I die."

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

"Grey, you aren't going to die. I'll make sure of that." Elliot says firmly, standing a little straighter. His life now has a mission, and that is to find a way to keep Grey alive.

 

[GreenIV]

GreyBat shrugged. "If they had something to say, they would've said it. Let's go before we're tracked down." He was traveling very lightly, with only his knife and Final Grey. But everyone who knew who he was know very well this is sufficient for GreyBat.

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Elliot is unarmed except for his subdued and now controllable wolf and his drop-of-a-hat anger. That should be enough, as long as they aren't expecting him and didn't bring inhibitor.