Alpha Wolf
"Fuck you Jack, I would've survived the arena even without your wonder drug, now how about I make myself invisible too?" and with those words you take off Jack's cracked sun glasses and shove two claws in where his eyes would be located, you know you got the right spot since you can feel the squish of the ocular jelly and his screams of agony.
While you'd normally finish the job you don't have time since you hear Mr. Hyde bounding on the bottom of the elevator, making dents in it. You grab the gun and the briefcase and leap up through the service panel in the roof, leaving Jack to writhe in unbelievable pain. Still hearing Mr. Hyde trying to get in, you leap to the emergency ladder, you're having difficulty holding on to the ladder, the gun AND the briefcase though, and guess which one you accidently drop?
The briefcase of course.
"Goddammit!" you shout as it tumbles from you. "Well someone's paying for that!"
You point the gun at the main elevator cable and fire, hitting it a couple times. It dangles a bit and then falls onto Mr. Hyde who is in no position to be able to stop it. Eventually the elevator hits the bottom of the shaft with Jack's dying body inside and crushing Mr. Hyde under it.
You continue your escape by prying the elevator doors open and crawl through panting heavily. You lie face up on the ground for awhile just resting. You think the effects of the formula are wearing off. Too bad, you liked feeling "young" again. You're also pissed that you dropped the damn briefcase of money. You'd climb down and get it, but you're honestly too damn tired and can't be bothered. You're starting to really feel the pain from all the physical activity you've been doing today.
"Damn, I really am getting too old for this shit." You say to yourself.
While you'd normally finish the job you don't have time since you hear Mr. Hyde bounding on the bottom of the elevator, making dents in it. You grab the gun and the briefcase and leap up through the service panel in the roof, leaving Jack to writhe in unbelievable pain. Still hearing Mr. Hyde trying to get in, you leap to the emergency ladder, you're having difficulty holding on to the ladder, the gun AND the briefcase though, and guess which one you accidently drop?
The briefcase of course.
"Goddammit!" you shout as it tumbles from you. "Well someone's paying for that!"
You point the gun at the main elevator cable and fire, hitting it a couple times. It dangles a bit and then falls onto Mr. Hyde who is in no position to be able to stop it. Eventually the elevator hits the bottom of the shaft with Jack's dying body inside and crushing Mr. Hyde under it.
You continue your escape by prying the elevator doors open and crawl through panting heavily. You lie face up on the ground for awhile just resting. You think the effects of the formula are wearing off. Too bad, you liked feeling "young" again. You're also pissed that you dropped the damn briefcase of money. You'd climb down and get it, but you're honestly too damn tired and can't be bothered. You're starting to really feel the pain from all the physical activity you've been doing today.
"Damn, I really am getting too old for this shit." You say to yourself.
