Scarlett-Wulf
Four Thousand Club
Victor dashed towards Sahara, kicking her out of the way. Pulling his arms up to block the attack. The ground beneath him shattering, making a crater as he looked up at Pandora, smiling as he held up his badge "those are my prey boy....." shoving the arm up as he put his arm back into place. "Cool your head off Pandora before I crack it open!" He warned knowing very well that pandora was strong, Victor knew that Mors was as well but he was no fool. "You arent alone in this fight, killing them would be child play, shouldn't we focus on mors?" Trying to get him calm and focused.Pandora was about to launch another frenzied attack before he froze. More abnormals... the agents stated blankly. Pandora spun and spotted 3 more abnormals that he could only guess were here to aid Mors. Pandora clenched his jaw tightly. No matter... he could just kill them all. He'll slaughter them all and prove that he's worthy of Father's attention. You will not be victorious... you are outnumbered the agents told him. Pandora refused. In his raging bloodlust, he refused to accept that he would fail this mission. The agents were mumbling inaudibly in the background which only cause Pandora to hesitate. He didn't know what to do. All he wanted right now was murder but fighting blindly might run against the agents' plans. Screw it. Mors speech went one ear, out the other.
"I don't need saving from anyone but myself. I'll kill you and the rest of them..." he said. The truth was, however, that he was desperate. Suddenly, a presence left him. The agents weren't just silent... they were gone entirely.
"What...? Hello? HQ?!" Pandora said out loud, raising a hand to his still throbbing head. His breath grew rapid. No... no way. Had they given up on him? Did they abandon him? It couldn't be possible... It just couldn't be. He needed them, he needed them, he couldn't live without them, he needed them. Pandora's fangs grew and his ears turned pointed. His back suddenly cracked open again, large spikes emerging down his spine.
"I... can't... I can't be alone... please... I promise," Pandora fell to knees, wimpering frantically.
"I promise I'm worthy of Father... please..." he muttered, tears welling up in his eyes. Then, Pandora fell silent. His widened, crazed eyes turned into slits as he slipped further into blind, desperate rage.
"You... this is your fault. All your fault... they left me because you... won't just DIE!" Pandora launched off the ground, soaring with his wings outstretched magnificently. He laughed maniacally.
"I know... I know what'll fix this," he said, clearly not thinking straight.
"If I just kill you... you and your friends. Then they'll take me back... and bring me home," Pandora said, mostly to himself rather than to Mors. Pandora then raised his hands as if struggling to pick up something heavy. Suddenly, a forest of chains rose from the ground, rushing towards Mors in an attempt to impale him to death.
"While you're busy dealing with my chains..." Pandora turned towards the other abnormals joining the fray. "I'll pick one of you off before you even have the chance to realize you were a target.." Pandora dove like a hawk going after prey, lunging straight for Sahara. He raised his hand so he could crush with the force upon impact.
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