As the streetlight switched to red, she put her Ducati motorcycle on its brake and swiftly looked behind her and on all sides, seeing everything in black, grays, and white.
Her breath fogged up against the visor of her helmet as fear and adrenaline clutched her throat. Ignoring the police car behind her, she took off, her motorcycle reaching intense speeds in little time.
She cocked her head towards the side mirror, noticing that the cruiser was hot on her trail. 'She thinks she has me cornered.' Just as the arrogant thought hit her, she felt a stinging sensation on the back of her neck. 'God damnit, the chip!'
She stopped at a halt, her recently fixed vehicle skidding on its side as she launched herself off of it, quickly stripping down. A blue dog with long matted fur emerged from her discarded clothing.
It turned back and the driver of the car could have sworn it smirked at her before sprinting into the nearby woods.
The cruiser soon stopped inches from the cycle, assessing the situation. As the driver door opened, one heeled boot stepped out, followed by another. They were muddy brown and made from the finest materials, despite being covered with a thick layer of dirt. Judging by the initials 'S.F' imprinted on each shoe, they were customized specifically for the owner.
Lowering her head to get out of the vehicle, long locks of pale brown hair, almost a honey color in fact, were visible. "Tsk,tsk,tsk." She commented, removing her sunglasses and placing them in the breast pocket of her matching leather vest. A black and purple striped sleeve retrieved her cell phone from the rear pocket of her pants. "You know better than to play those cheap tricks on me, A01."
She put the small hand held device up to her ear as the dial tone rang. In less than a few seconds, her call was answered.
"She left the suit," The woman bent down causally to touch the pavement next to the suit her prey recently sported. "trace amounts of fur, and the cycle." She finished her assessment, toying with a strand of blue fur in between her fingers for a minute before putting it back.
"Send a unit here immediately. Inform them of the body in the back seat." Her eyes flickered to the car. "He's still alive." Balancing the phone between her shoulder and left ear, she looked down at her belt and removed one of the many weapons there. "I'll be back by dawn." Without hanging up, she idly tossed the phone into the nearby concrete.
Red eyes scanned the bullet belt across the top of her body. The upper half contained silver bullets, while the lower half had gold bullets. "Silver or gold?" She asked herself, an amused tone in her voice. "I'm feeling gold today." She answered after a pause.
Selectively placing a handful of bullets into the gun, she closed it with a loud click and turned the safety off. "Ara, you never make this dull, I'll give you that." She smirked, eyeing the wilderness that lay before her.
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'Gotta get away.' The simple thought rewinded and played over and over in the dog's mind. A gun fired, driving a hole through a tree ahead of her. 'Damnit! She's gotta be a couple of yards away too…' At the thought, she heard an accented voice call her test subject number. Her ear twitched in anger. 'Why would you call when you know I'm not gonna answer!'
She suddenly realized that she had stopped running. By then it was too late. Her body lifted from the ground, being yanked up by her once floppy ear. "A01 should focus more on her current situation than her thoughts." The hunter scolded her prey, a sly grin on her face.
Before she had time to react, A01 had shifted into a wolf, and had her sharp teeth around her wrist. As a reflex to the instant pain, she dropped her to the ground and recoiled her hand against her chest.
Seeing that there was no way to catch her after she ran so far ahead, she made a face of disgust, mumbling "I need to be disinfected."
Retrieving another cell phone from her belt, she dialed the same number as before. "This is Point Five." She muttered in defeat after a response. "Mission failed. Send a Numeral team immediately. I have Autolykos saliva in my blood stream." A pause. "It is quite sickening isn't it Rei- Forgive me, I mean One Hundred." She smiled, waiting for her friend's reply. "I expect a cup of tea in my quarters when I return."
Point Five quickly hung up and tossed the phone over her shoulder once more. As she steadily walked back to civilization, her blood red eyes wandered to her wound. A grimace was on her face as she spoke. "I know I'm taught not to touch it, but I cannot stand the breeze making it more noticeable…"
