Post by Frost-Thane102 on Nov 18, 2010 3:03:30 GMT -5
So, because Thane is continuously hinting at an interesting back story I decided that I was going to write a short story about it. So, quick introduction on Characters-
Thane- Well, you know him. In this story he starts out as (yes, he used to have an Irish accent)
Dr Smith- One of Thane's white-coat 'creators'. More on her later.
Dr Park- The second of Thane's white-coat 'creators'. He's not as important.
Brent- Eraser leader of Thane's pack/flock.
Tallia- Experiment 41. She plays a big part in this story.
Enjoy! Feed back is loved!
Red wings weaving in and out of black. A perfect match that could only be made in Hell. Dr. Smith watched with sick pleasure as the two aimed carefully placed punches and kicks at each other as the other one weaved and ducked out of the way. They were like a carefully balanced symphony and she knew that if one was even a millisecond to slow they would end up on the ground in a crumpled heap. She turned her binoculars onto Thane. At first he had underestimated the much smaller female he was facing, but after getting knocked around a few times he had manned up and started being a little bit more forceful with her, not letting her get the best of him.
The girl on the other hand, an escaped experiment, had done the exact opposite. She had boxed Thane around for a few minutes until he switched from defensive to offensive, then she had started simply blocking his attacks, only throwing in a punch or kick every time she thought she wouldn’t hurt him too much. Damn bird kids were always too weak, never wanting to hurt a real, living creature. Except for this one. Experiment 41 had always been a violent one, rampaging through labs and beating up the scientists until they were close to death. It had never bothered her before how much she hurt a person, so why was she being so careful with Thane. After all, they had only just met.
Tallia’s head was aching and blood kept dripping into her eye from a cut the guy had given her. Their fight had been going on for over a good ten minutes and by now she was panting heavily and sweat was dripping from most parts of her body. So far she had been able to land a few blows on his body but she wasn’t going to give Dr. Smith the satisfaction that would come out of Tallia beating the hell out of this guy.
Reminded of the doctors who were watching them she opened her mouth to try and speak to the kid, but had to duck out of the way as he swept his leg over her head and in doing so clipping some of her feathers. Suddenly her patience snapped and she charged at him, pushing him with extreme force into the cliff side. The boy struggled for a bit but Tallia pinned him in place, fighting her want to shock him. They had established at the beginning of the fight that if either of them used their powers it would not turn out well and due to this, had to resort to simple hand-to-hand-to-knife combat, much to his dismay, but Tallia was quite happy with it. And now that she had him pinned down, maybe she could knock some common sense into him.
Thane tensed his jaw in annoyance as he realised there was no way of budging this annoying little girl. It had been stupid of him to under estimate her in the first place and now his arms and chest were paying for it, but letting her trap him like this? She was skinny as a stick and no matter how hard he looked he couldn’t see any muscles. Yet, here he was, trapped by her skinny little arms.
“Stop struggling idiot”, the girl hissed, annoyance coating her voice.
“What do you want?”, Thane snarled in reply, hoping she could understand through his heavy Irish accent.
The girl’s mouth twitched and she giggled in a hoarse voice, “You have an Irish accent?”
“You haven’t answered my question”, was all he had to say to her.
She paused, looking away in thought for a moment. Then she turned back to him and said simply, “I’m Tallia Blackhill and I’m getting you out of here”.
Thane- Well, you know him. In this story he starts out as (yes, he used to have an Irish accent)
Dr Smith- One of Thane's white-coat 'creators'. More on her later.
Dr Park- The second of Thane's white-coat 'creators'. He's not as important.
Brent- Eraser leader of Thane's pack/flock.
Tallia- Experiment 41. She plays a big part in this story.
Enjoy! Feed back is loved!
~Dr. Smith~
Red wings weaving in and out of black. A perfect match that could only be made in Hell. Dr. Smith watched with sick pleasure as the two aimed carefully placed punches and kicks at each other as the other one weaved and ducked out of the way. They were like a carefully balanced symphony and she knew that if one was even a millisecond to slow they would end up on the ground in a crumpled heap. She turned her binoculars onto Thane. At first he had underestimated the much smaller female he was facing, but after getting knocked around a few times he had manned up and started being a little bit more forceful with her, not letting her get the best of him.
The girl on the other hand, an escaped experiment, had done the exact opposite. She had boxed Thane around for a few minutes until he switched from defensive to offensive, then she had started simply blocking his attacks, only throwing in a punch or kick every time she thought she wouldn’t hurt him too much. Damn bird kids were always too weak, never wanting to hurt a real, living creature. Except for this one. Experiment 41 had always been a violent one, rampaging through labs and beating up the scientists until they were close to death. It had never bothered her before how much she hurt a person, so why was she being so careful with Thane. After all, they had only just met.
~Tallia~
Tallia’s head was aching and blood kept dripping into her eye from a cut the guy had given her. Their fight had been going on for over a good ten minutes and by now she was panting heavily and sweat was dripping from most parts of her body. So far she had been able to land a few blows on his body but she wasn’t going to give Dr. Smith the satisfaction that would come out of Tallia beating the hell out of this guy.
Reminded of the doctors who were watching them she opened her mouth to try and speak to the kid, but had to duck out of the way as he swept his leg over her head and in doing so clipping some of her feathers. Suddenly her patience snapped and she charged at him, pushing him with extreme force into the cliff side. The boy struggled for a bit but Tallia pinned him in place, fighting her want to shock him. They had established at the beginning of the fight that if either of them used their powers it would not turn out well and due to this, had to resort to simple hand-to-hand-to-knife combat, much to his dismay, but Tallia was quite happy with it. And now that she had him pinned down, maybe she could knock some common sense into him.
~Thane~
Thane tensed his jaw in annoyance as he realised there was no way of budging this annoying little girl. It had been stupid of him to under estimate her in the first place and now his arms and chest were paying for it, but letting her trap him like this? She was skinny as a stick and no matter how hard he looked he couldn’t see any muscles. Yet, here he was, trapped by her skinny little arms.
“Stop struggling idiot”, the girl hissed, annoyance coating her voice.
“What do you want?”, Thane snarled in reply, hoping she could understand through his heavy Irish accent.
The girl’s mouth twitched and she giggled in a hoarse voice, “You have an Irish accent?”
“You haven’t answered my question”, was all he had to say to her.
She paused, looking away in thought for a moment. Then she turned back to him and said simply, “I’m Tallia Blackhill and I’m getting you out of here”.