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have some grooves in his petrified flesh, as impossible as that seemed.
The creature began to buck and try and throw Isaac off its back. It clawed at his hands and arms. Finally, it pushed off from the ground and staggered backwards.
Isaac felt a sudden sense of panic as the creature pushed them both out of the building, right through a plate glass window.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Laura Olson was definitely liking this. Her new body was far more powerful than it had been before. And faster.
She was a blur as she raced through the building. Steel security doors gave way before her with little resistance, allowing her to race up the stairs to the first floor. She emerged in the main lobby, quickly glancing left and right to get her bearings.
The security teams were all charging toward the west doors, sprinting for the parking lot. Laura wasn't sure why, but it seemed like a good idea. She dashed off after them, streaking by the slower moving men, a flesh and white-colored blur in her flapping labcoat.
She crashed through the glass doors of the lobby, ignoring the many cuts and scrapes. She knew she could heal such minor injuries before she'd gone more than a few feet.
Outside, she quickly located the source of concern—the biggest werewolf she'd ever seen was pummeling one of the stone soldiers. With a car.
Laura raced on, leaping and throwing her shoulder into the beast's back as it raised a mangled convertible car over its head again, ready to smash it down on the stunned stone soldier laying on his back on the ground.
The impact of her charge staggered the beast and it dropped the car, barely able to keep its footing. It spun in place to face its attacker. Laura raked a handful of her own claws across its face, shredding flesh and removing several teeth from torn gums.
The blow nearly spun the werewolf in place. It staggered to the side, but quickly recovered.
Laura smiled and raced in. Even before, when she was just a vampire, she'd have been fast enough to filet the beast. But now, her speed was-
The werewolf was faster. It caught Laura's wrist, surprising her. It wrenched at the arm, intent on tearing it free of Laura's shoulder.
The redhead allowed herself to be jerked off the pavement, twisting around and wrapping her legs around the arm like an inhuman sleeve. She immediately began flaying the wolf's arm with her claws, rending flesh off in long strips.
The werewolf bellowed in pain and spun around, lashing out at a nearby parked car.
Laura ignored the pain as the beast smashed her against the car, caving in the roof and shattering windows. She was seeing flashes of bone now as she sliced through flesh faster than the werewolf could regenerate the wounds. In another few seconds, she'd be through the joint and the werewolf would have to regrow its left arm from the elbow down.
Hard pavement rushed up to meet Laura and the wind was knocked from her lungs. She felt the pavement give from the impact and she was almost jarred loose. She quickly tightened her grip to keep from sliding off, then sunk her long nails back into the creature's arm.
Another quick smash and this time Laura felt her head deform against the pavement. The pain from her brain compressing was excruciating.
The werewolf kept smashing Laura into the ground, beating her against the pavement on one side of its body, then the other. The fourth hit did its job and Laura's grip relaxed. The werewolf's arm was free of her.
Laying on the ground, her tongue hanging limply in her mouth, unable to see or talk, Laura struggled to rise. Her brain was still repairing itself, as were her bones and skin.
A large hand encircled her neck and she felt herself raised into the air.
Her vision cleared just in time to see the werewolf's other hand reared back, ready to punch a hole into her chest.
Then blue-white light filled her vision and every cell in Laura's body burned with an exquisite pain.
The cavalry had finally arrived.
***
Pam
The creature began to buck and try and throw Isaac off its back. It clawed at his hands and arms. Finally, it pushed off from the ground and staggered backwards.
Isaac felt a sudden sense of panic as the creature pushed them both out of the building, right through a plate glass window.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Laura Olson was definitely liking this. Her new body was far more powerful than it had been before. And faster.
She was a blur as she raced through the building. Steel security doors gave way before her with little resistance, allowing her to race up the stairs to the first floor. She emerged in the main lobby, quickly glancing left and right to get her bearings.
The security teams were all charging toward the west doors, sprinting for the parking lot. Laura wasn't sure why, but it seemed like a good idea. She dashed off after them, streaking by the slower moving men, a flesh and white-colored blur in her flapping labcoat.
She crashed through the glass doors of the lobby, ignoring the many cuts and scrapes. She knew she could heal such minor injuries before she'd gone more than a few feet.
Outside, she quickly located the source of concern—the biggest werewolf she'd ever seen was pummeling one of the stone soldiers. With a car.
Laura raced on, leaping and throwing her shoulder into the beast's back as it raised a mangled convertible car over its head again, ready to smash it down on the stunned stone soldier laying on his back on the ground.
The impact of her charge staggered the beast and it dropped the car, barely able to keep its footing. It spun in place to face its attacker. Laura raked a handful of her own claws across its face, shredding flesh and removing several teeth from torn gums.
The blow nearly spun the werewolf in place. It staggered to the side, but quickly recovered.
Laura smiled and raced in. Even before, when she was just a vampire, she'd have been fast enough to filet the beast. But now, her speed was-
The werewolf was faster. It caught Laura's wrist, surprising her. It wrenched at the arm, intent on tearing it free of Laura's shoulder.
The redhead allowed herself to be jerked off the pavement, twisting around and wrapping her legs around the arm like an inhuman sleeve. She immediately began flaying the wolf's arm with her claws, rending flesh off in long strips.
The werewolf bellowed in pain and spun around, lashing out at a nearby parked car.
Laura ignored the pain as the beast smashed her against the car, caving in the roof and shattering windows. She was seeing flashes of bone now as she sliced through flesh faster than the werewolf could regenerate the wounds. In another few seconds, she'd be through the joint and the werewolf would have to regrow its left arm from the elbow down.
Hard pavement rushed up to meet Laura and the wind was knocked from her lungs. She felt the pavement give from the impact and she was almost jarred loose. She quickly tightened her grip to keep from sliding off, then sunk her long nails back into the creature's arm.
Another quick smash and this time Laura felt her head deform against the pavement. The pain from her brain compressing was excruciating.
The werewolf kept smashing Laura into the ground, beating her against the pavement on one side of its body, then the other. The fourth hit did its job and Laura's grip relaxed. The werewolf's arm was free of her.
Laying on the ground, her tongue hanging limply in her mouth, unable to see or talk, Laura struggled to rise. Her brain was still repairing itself, as were her bones and skin.
A large hand encircled her neck and she felt herself raised into the air.
Her vision cleared just in time to see the werewolf's other hand reared back, ready to punch a hole into her chest.
Then blue-white light filled her vision and every cell in Laura's body burned with an exquisite pain.
The cavalry had finally arrived.
***
Pam
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