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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4984879" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Dawn Biozyme: Part 4 – Wolf at the Door</strong></p><p></p><p>There was a commotion at the far end of the hall. Jim-Bean peeked out around the corner. </p><p></p><p>"Another one. He's running hard this way."</p><p></p><p>Hammer drew a bead on him, then lowered his pistol. "What's that behind him?"</p><p></p><p>A dark, clanking shape loped behind the scientist. The scientist's features were concealed in the shadows of the hallway. As he passed through the flickering lamplight from above, red stains were visible on his lab coat. </p><p></p><p>A second later something huge and hairy flashed through the shaft of light after him.</p><p></p><p>He never made it. The thing landed on the scientist's back, smashing him to the ground with one paw. There was an odd whirring sound as its shining jaws, visible even in silhouette, clamped down on the struggle skull of its prey.</p><p></p><p>"What the hell is THAT?" asked Jim-Bean.</p><p></p><p>The bear-sized canine-like form ripped upwards, tearing the head from the scientist's neck. Tentacles dangled from the head, tendrils leftover from the cnidocyte's infestation.</p><p></p><p>With a crunch, the head was pulped in the jaws of the monstrosity. It looked up at the agents at the other end of the hall, eyes flashing red.</p><p></p><p>A second later an alarm began to sound. </p><p></p><p>"I don't think it's with the cnidocytes," said Hammer. He took aim with both pistols. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean aimed his pistol at the thing as it broke into a run. "But does it know WE'RE not cnidocytes?" </p><p></p><p>The agents answered their own question with repeated gunfire. Fur broke off in clumps and bullets ricocheted as the thing rushing towards them. </p><p></p><p>Hammer backed up towards another door, but Jim-Bean wasn't as fast. The monstrous hound lunged.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean got lucky. He twisted out of the way, still firing his pistol, but the full bulk of the thing smashed him forward and further down the corridor, knocking him unconscious. Even his protomatter body couldn't withstand the full force of several hundred pounds of charging muscle and teeth.</p><p></p><p>Before the thing could scramble to its feet, Hammer dragged Jim-Bean through the door and slammed it shut.</p><p></p><p>He was in a guard post. Ten metal lockers, a shower, and related facilities were peripheral to the room, which also contained four bunk beds, a large meeting table, and several large plastic chests. An adjoining brig behind a reinforced door contained a small window and feeding station.</p><p></p><p>Hammer dragged Jim-Bean into the brig.</p><p></p><p>The door to the guard post shrieked as it was rent by the jaws of the beast. Shaking its head, the door was ripped off its hinges and flung it into the hallway.</p><p></p><p>The slim form of the wolf-like monster plunged through the doorway just as Hammer closed the brig door. The hound slammed into it a second later, huge jaws gnashing at Hammer. </p><p></p><p>The brig was tiny and the wolf's head was huge, much larger than any normal animal. It smashed its head through the feeding slot, threatening to tear the door apart.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean was momentarily safe, lying unconscious on the floor and out of harm's way. The wolf could only extend forward, which made things uncomfortable for Hammer. </p><p></p><p>Hammer backed up as the jaws snapped at his face, inches away.</p><p></p><p>Up close, it was clear the thing was neither hound nor bear. It was some kind of cybernetic organism. Where bullets and cnidocytes had attacked it, clumps of bloody flesh had fallen away to reveal a rippling metal structure beneath. Its face had suffered the brunt of the attacks, leaving a metallic, angular head that was all jaws. Two cameras for eyes whirred to focus on Hammer. Branded on its gleaming metallic forehead were the words: K-10 STEPPENWOLF.</p><p></p><p>Hammer was stuck. He couldn't move to get a shot at the thing's head, but it couldn't reach him. </p><p></p><p>The cybernetic hound made a decision. It dug into the floor with steel claws and yanked backwards. Rivets popped up as the reinforced brig door gave way. </p><p></p><p>Hammer's guns were up as it withdrew. He fired two bullets into the thing's camera eyes. Blinded, the hound flailed around momentarily, the reinforced door jutting from around its neck like a dog fresh from the vet. Then whirring servos shut down and the body went limp.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean, his protomatter healing factor kicking in, bolted upright, coming face to face with the deactivated beast. "AAAAAAH!"</p><p></p><p>"It's dead," said Hammer, exhausted. </p><p></p><p>"How can you tell?" asked Jim-Bean, peering curiously at the bear-sized head, now drooping downwards as if chastised by its owner. </p><p></p><p>"I don't plan to find out." Hammer edged his way around the inanimate bear-hound. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean shook his head as he followed Hammer's circuitous path. "This place is nuts."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4984879, member: 3285"] [b]Dawn Biozyme: Part 4 – Wolf at the Door[/b] There was a commotion at the far end of the hall. Jim-Bean peeked out around the corner. "Another one. He's running hard this way." Hammer drew a bead on him, then lowered his pistol. "What's that behind him?" A dark, clanking shape loped behind the scientist. The scientist's features were concealed in the shadows of the hallway. As he passed through the flickering lamplight from above, red stains were visible on his lab coat. A second later something huge and hairy flashed through the shaft of light after him. He never made it. The thing landed on the scientist's back, smashing him to the ground with one paw. There was an odd whirring sound as its shining jaws, visible even in silhouette, clamped down on the struggle skull of its prey. "What the hell is THAT?" asked Jim-Bean. The bear-sized canine-like form ripped upwards, tearing the head from the scientist's neck. Tentacles dangled from the head, tendrils leftover from the cnidocyte's infestation. With a crunch, the head was pulped in the jaws of the monstrosity. It looked up at the agents at the other end of the hall, eyes flashing red. A second later an alarm began to sound. "I don't think it's with the cnidocytes," said Hammer. He took aim with both pistols. Jim-Bean aimed his pistol at the thing as it broke into a run. "But does it know WE'RE not cnidocytes?" The agents answered their own question with repeated gunfire. Fur broke off in clumps and bullets ricocheted as the thing rushing towards them. Hammer backed up towards another door, but Jim-Bean wasn't as fast. The monstrous hound lunged. Jim-Bean got lucky. He twisted out of the way, still firing his pistol, but the full bulk of the thing smashed him forward and further down the corridor, knocking him unconscious. Even his protomatter body couldn't withstand the full force of several hundred pounds of charging muscle and teeth. Before the thing could scramble to its feet, Hammer dragged Jim-Bean through the door and slammed it shut. He was in a guard post. Ten metal lockers, a shower, and related facilities were peripheral to the room, which also contained four bunk beds, a large meeting table, and several large plastic chests. An adjoining brig behind a reinforced door contained a small window and feeding station. Hammer dragged Jim-Bean into the brig. The door to the guard post shrieked as it was rent by the jaws of the beast. Shaking its head, the door was ripped off its hinges and flung it into the hallway. The slim form of the wolf-like monster plunged through the doorway just as Hammer closed the brig door. The hound slammed into it a second later, huge jaws gnashing at Hammer. The brig was tiny and the wolf's head was huge, much larger than any normal animal. It smashed its head through the feeding slot, threatening to tear the door apart. Jim-Bean was momentarily safe, lying unconscious on the floor and out of harm's way. The wolf could only extend forward, which made things uncomfortable for Hammer. Hammer backed up as the jaws snapped at his face, inches away. Up close, it was clear the thing was neither hound nor bear. It was some kind of cybernetic organism. Where bullets and cnidocytes had attacked it, clumps of bloody flesh had fallen away to reveal a rippling metal structure beneath. Its face had suffered the brunt of the attacks, leaving a metallic, angular head that was all jaws. Two cameras for eyes whirred to focus on Hammer. Branded on its gleaming metallic forehead were the words: K-10 STEPPENWOLF. Hammer was stuck. He couldn't move to get a shot at the thing's head, but it couldn't reach him. The cybernetic hound made a decision. It dug into the floor with steel claws and yanked backwards. Rivets popped up as the reinforced brig door gave way. Hammer's guns were up as it withdrew. He fired two bullets into the thing's camera eyes. Blinded, the hound flailed around momentarily, the reinforced door jutting from around its neck like a dog fresh from the vet. Then whirring servos shut down and the body went limp. Jim-Bean, his protomatter healing factor kicking in, bolted upright, coming face to face with the deactivated beast. "AAAAAAH!" "It's dead," said Hammer, exhausted. "How can you tell?" asked Jim-Bean, peering curiously at the bear-sized head, now drooping downwards as if chastised by its owner. "I don't plan to find out." Hammer edged his way around the inanimate bear-hound. Jim-Bean shook his head as he followed Hammer's circuitous path. "This place is nuts." [/QUOTE]
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