forum Strange RP.

Started March 15, 2018 by shurikenwolfbadass_13

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One of the hybrids dug its claws deep into her shoulder. Riann let out a yelp of pain, but her emotions soon became overcome with anger. She created an illusion of pain so immense that the hybrids toppled to the ground.

She was invisible, but he could still smell her. He circled around her, swatting anything that would dare attack her.

One jumped onto him, digging claws and fangs into his neck. It actually pinched, he shook them off, and shifted into an American bison.

Riann rolled to the side, and she flickered back into sight. More hybrids charged at her. She stumbled away, barely able to stay ahead of the horde.

One of the hybrids, a mix between a wolf and an automaton, dug it's fangs into her legs. She toppled to the ground and tried to drag herself away. Riann tried to conjure another illusion, but all her energy had faded away. The hybrid pulled her towards it.

Now, Spyke charged the ones pursuing her, but after a bit, he veered off, to spear on that was on Lucille, he kept an eye out. Being the biggest, most physically powerful thing here, they would stay away from him.

Lucille gripped her knife tightly, and she quickly ran over to Riann. “You’re using too much of your energy… How is your head?”

He shifted into a tiger, and sprinted at the thing. It let go of her just in time to fend him off.

"Stab it now, Ri." He said, pushing the thing. It was as strong as he was, as fast too, but not as battle worn.

"It's fine." She replied as she pushed herself up. "Thanks."
Riann grabbed a dagger and watched as Spyke fought a hybrid off.

One last transformation was all he could manage. He knew what to do. Dragonfly, again, he flew inside of it's mouth, careful not to get chewed.

She dug the dagger into the monster's chest and it dropped to the ground.

Still skittering, it attempted to get up. Only to start gasping. It lay there twitching, and choking.

The last hybrid, alongside Spyke's hybrid, charged at her. {Come on. . . one more Riann.} An illusion of a giant wolf appeared behind her. It's silver eyes glared at the hybrid and charged at it, throwing it to the ground.

Finally, when it died of blood loss, and oxygen deprivation, a little flit came out of it's mouth.

The flit flew around the last hybrid, spectating, waiting for Riann to finish it off.

The white wolf looked like a burst of speed as it sunk it's teeth into the hybrid's neck. Though it was an illusion, it felt as if it's fangs were digging into it. The hybrid went limp and the wolf dissipated into a burst of mist.

All the illusions around her flickered out. Riann's tan skin looked paler and faded.

The flit left, zipping up to the hotel, minutes later, Spyke strode out, fully clothed, and with a butterfly knife in hand.
"Whew."

“Riann! Are you okay?” Lucille shrieked.

"Yeah. . . I should be okay." She waved Lucille off, swaying a little. She turned towards Spyke. "Nice fighting."

"You too." He said, clapping her on the shoulder. "Seriously, way to go."

She grinned. "Thanks."
Riann turned towards Lucille. "Have you figured your power out yet?"

“No I was too busy screaming.” Lucille replied.

She laughed and scanned the area. Part of the hotel was destroyed and inside people were screaming. The hybrids and pieces of the automaton littered the cement sidewalk. "Might want to get out of here first."