META; The Spirit of Change ((Shifter RP))

[seopard]

Maddi

Maddi pulled the other two Metas along while counting down the shots until the guns magazine ran out, only two more shots. She then pulled them around the corner and towards the site. "Come on come on" she growled running faster to where they had lost the people pursuing them.

Once in the safety of the site she let go of the others before collapsing onto the dust with a sigh.

((so short))

[sparticles]

Aimee-Leigh Fletcher

As the young woman continued her way home she glanced down an alley, seeing several shadows dart past - one at the front and three behind. Stopping, her head tilted as she listened quietly - it seemed someone was being chased. Narrowing her eyes Aimee slowly headed up the alley managing to poke her head out the exit as she watched. Her jaw dropped in horror as a man dragged down a young woman by the air - which obviously hurt at the brute force. And now he was pointing a gun at her as she ran and dragged her two friends. Afterwards another two shots or so were fired out and angered raged in the young woman at the hobos stupid actions.

A feeling - one she knew rather well - began tingling inside the brunette as she backed down into the middle of the alley - her hazel/green eyes glancing at both entrances of the alley as she began to let out quiet grunts and growls. Her muscles began to tense as she suddenly leapt forward with a growl - her wolf form seeming to come out. Stepping back she glanced in a clear puddle viewing her image "Well, as suppose to be a dog.." she muttered but then shrugged it off - being as large and powerful as she was the fight was sure to be easy. Silently she exited the alley.

Quietly, the brown canid begun to sneak up onto the three men who had begun persuing up the street - their pace a lot slower as they were older but with tatted shoes it would also be hard. Slyly, Aimee kept into the shadows - but her wolf form was the size of an average human man which made her tower over the men so it would be hard to keep unseen.

Suddenly the large canine grabbed one of the men by the shoulders and dragged him into an alley - his two 'friend' seeming to run ahead unaware of their friend who would soon be slaughtered. As she glanced down at the tatted human she noticed the fear in his eyes as he violently batted at the wolf trying to get her off - but his efforts were unsuccessful. Wrapping her large jowls around the humans neck a few quick, violent thrashes of his neck and the human was dead. Growling, she left the being in the alley - covered in blood and a broken neck - now it was time to get another.

Charging out of the alley Aimee charged up the street behind the bunch of running beings - an echoing growl escaping her maw as she leapt into the air and slammed down against the ground extending her neck and dragging the human to the ground. Growls continuing to escape her maw as she ragged the human around - again receiving many violent blows. Tightening her grip onto the humans shoulder she scraped her claws against his stomach and chest - then everything went still.

Glancing up she noticed the last hobo, who had stopped - now slowly turning to face the beast of a wolf with his jaw dropped. Gasping, he stumbled backwards in shock and pointed the gun towards the large canine who was now growling at him. It seemed the two were having a stand off - the human frozen in shock more than anything.

[Jane-Doe]

Ezekiel Jebeddiah Crosse

Once the trio of Meta's were safe in the construction site, Ezekiel huffed somewhat- trying to regain his breath as adraneline pumped through his veins like an IV chord was attached to him- pumping it straight into his bloodstream. A bittersweet chuckle escaped Zeke, before turning to make sure Maddi and Cry was okay.

His icy blue eyes narrowed upon Maddi's shirt, one side cloaked in blood, before he arched an eyebrow, stepping forward to get a better look. "Were you shot?" Ezekiel's tone was gruff, but concerned nonetheless. Her shoulder seemed to be the targeted area, but it could've been anywhere from that region, seeing as she was slowly bleeding out. His eyes remained locked upon the sticky blood, his previous smug expression wiped away into that of concern. "Makes me happy I kicked that kid's kneecap to smithereens."

[seopard]

Maddi

Letting out a huff, she pushed herself up off the dirt and poked at her shoulder wound once or twice. She then met Zeke's concerned gaze and shrugged "Yeah, I'll be fine." Maddi then wiped the blood on her fingers off on her dark jeans. Right now she was extremely frustrated, never had one of her robberies gone so down hill. Yeah she had gotten herself cut a few times, but endangering others was not on her list of things to do.

She winced slightly as she picked up her loot and she felt the blood drip down her arm, but she hoped her pain wasn't noticeable as she headed back towards the tunnels. The adrenaline was slowly receding from her system, leaving her exhausted and once setting down her stuff she sunk into a wooden chair in the kitchen, breathing out slowly.

[Jane-Doe]

Ezekiel Jebeddiah Crosse

"What you do for yourself is gone when you are gone. But what you do for others remains as your legacy.

Ezekiel followed after Maddi, right on her heels basically, right until she slumped into the kitchen chair. The pain was obvious on her facial expressions, especially the way she tried to exert a 'healthy' glow- it just added to her obvious pain. It was painted on her face as clearly as the light of day.

The shameless Meta stood directly infront of the chair, before determinig that it could be seen as 'rude,' so he lowered himself and placed his arms on either side of the chair, blocking Maddi in. His frame towwered over her, giving her no route to escape. Zeke kept his face eye-level with the girl, giving her a stern look.

"I can see that you'r hurt." Ezekiel's low rumble stated casually, giving a tilt of his head. "If you leave it be, it'll just get infected. At least let me clean it up- it's the least I could do for making you.. ya know." He shook his head slowly, still feeling guilty for making the girl cry.  Ezekiel just seemed to be having a "holy" day he assumed.

[seopard]

Maddi

Maddi flinched as Zeke stood in front of her, and only relaxed a tiny bit when he lowered himself a little bit. Having a not-so-good history with guys, her fear was justified and resulted into pushing a little bit further back into the chair.She stared at him through wary eyes, unsure of his intentions until he spoke.

 "Thank you for your concern, but it's just a graze, I've dealt with worse." She gave him a small smile and tried to get out of the chair, but he was still standing their "And don't worry about the crying thing... It wasn't you, I have bi polar depression and it just buts in sometimes."

[Jane-Doe]

Ezekiel Jebeddiah Crosse

Ezekiel let a breath of amusement filter out between  his lips, his bottom lip jutting out in a pout, which prominently showed his bottom right lip piercing. "Let me see it then." His voice was a low mumble, it was concerned- a rarity for the normally cold-shouldered brute. Us Meta's had to stick together, no?

He backed his head up a bit, seeing as Maddi was a tad uncomfortable with his closeness. No problem. A little fear would probably edge her to listening to him more intently.

[seopard]

Maddi

Maddi growled at his pouty expression "No, that's not going to work on me, so just stop." She stuck her tongue out at him childishly and then tried to push him out of the way, wincing again as pressure was applied to the shoulder. "If you would just let me out I can take care of it myself." Alas, there was no change in where he moved.

Only when his face moved a bit closer did she give in, her eyes widening and she squeaked slightly startled by his movements. "Alright, alright" she mumbled "You can do whatever you want... Just um back up a little bit please." Her sentence faded off quietly and she sat there in the chair while watching him with wide blue eyes.

[Stuck in Limbo]

(on phone)
Once they were inside, Cry practically hugged a near-by lamp. The gibbon looks around, still a little shaken by what just happened. She turns to the girl, worried because of how close that bullet came, but she didn't seem that badly hurt but you could never be sure. She huffs, now feeling way more comofrtable and secure now they were in a dim glow rather than blackness. "What was that abot?" She asks.

[sparticles]

Aimee-Leigh Fletcher

The young woman had took her sights from the hobo holding the gun and watched as the tri darted down the street and out of sight, narrowing her eyes she shook her head "Help always seems to go unnoticed" she growled as theur scents wafted into her snout. But her thoughts were drawn off the group as a sharp feeling ran from her tail and up her body - letting out an echoing yelp Aimee turned to glance at the hole in her tail - which as usual closed up. The reason being this wasn't a 'part' of her body when human so it didn't effect her - apart from a small amount of pain when it happened.

Several growls rumbled up the she-wolfs throat then erupted from her maw, lips curled and stained teeth bared as saliva dripped from her lips and dropping onto the concrete ground below. Although, mockingly, Aimee raised one of her brows as she glanced at the male - he only had one bullet left and the way he was shooting them it would do him no good. In order to tease the being Aimee made a sudden move to the right but then turned left as she began circling the human - firing one more bullet he missed and it hit a shop window setting off the alars.

The sirens pierced the canids ears as she backed up slightly with a whine - pawing at her ears she then gave her head a brisk shake "Idiot!" she growled and the human sterred stunned "You...You...c-can t-t-talk?" he stuttered as he tumbled from the pavement and onto the road. This hobo knew and seen to much, the best place for his was to be dead, as she thought anyways.

Lunching forward she used a kill she had previously used - gripping her wide jaws around the humans neck and with two violent thrashes his neck let out a sickening crack. For a few seconds she sterred down at the lifeless body she had now just slaughtered - although she felt sympathy on the hobo he had no right to chase after that group of youngs and fire a gun at them? Also fireing a gun at her. The sound of cars, dogs and shouting caused her head to turn as lightly began to flash from around the corner - gasping she shot off.

Heavy paws thudded against the ground as the brown wolf bolted across the shadowed streets, seeming to go unseen which was a bonus - despite her large structure. Skidding, she charged down a flight of stairs and crawled into a sub way - her head almost touching the top. Growling, she panted - but managed to gain back her breath in a few seconds. Quickly, her human form took over that of the wolf she was once in. Aimee now stood leant against the wall as she glanced around - breathing heavily she sat waiting once again to get her breath back - then starting the long journey home.