Killer croc och litel fox
"They are what I can only describe as monsters, both capable of great harm if one threatens them." the confident woman says as she cut a large piece of meat on her plate. one of the men looking skeptically at the pictures in the file. a picture of a huge man with green scales, fangs and yellow eyes that stare threatened into the camera, a dangerous looking creature.
the second picture was taken with a night vision camera, so the details are unable to see, but what was observed was unique. she was on all fours on the ground, her lean muscles more of an acrobat than a tank like her companion, she has long, black hair and sharp claws on both the feet and hands, her large eyes luminous like a cat in the dark.
"His name is Waylon Jones but he calls himself killer croc. He was born some type of skin disease, we believe that the teeth are something he sharpened himself, he is hostile to strangers and is capable of murder." she says, pointing to some of the images of which obviously been taken in secret.
"She, we're not sure what she is, probably, she is a runaway genetic experiment. no record of her exists, so no real name, but she was known as Black fox. She also has animal features." Amanda says, and presents more pictures, they're also taken with a night vision camera but the figure a little clearer. on the girl's head was two pointed ears much like a desert fox's, and she was followed by a long dark tail.
"You do not just want criminals in your project, but freaks too." snorts one of the men to Amanda, she gives him just a hard stare in response. "How do you plan to catch these monsters. I have trouble believing they are willing to be found?" one of the other men at the table said.
Amanda leans back in her chair and quietly and calmly explains. "They need each other, depend on each other. We are forcing one into a corner and The second will come to the rescue."
A dark figure crept easily inside Gotham's sewers, she used her hands and feet to climb along the pipe's. when something fell into the water beneath her freezes and holds her breath, when nothing else happens she goes on but this time quieter and with her big long ears strained.
recently, she has found many unknown men dressed entirely in black sneaking around in her and croc's territory. so both had the start to stick to the hard to reach areas, but sometimes they were forced to venture out, today would have been such an occasion.
when she came close to a wall with small protrusion in the walk way, she jumps down and squats down at the water, she extends her hand down into the dirty water and drag her hand back and forth, after a while, she can hear or rather feel a rumble she raises her hand again and sit quiet and wait, her tail swaying behind her.
suddenly pops a scaly head out of water and a pair of yellow eyes staring at her, "You're late." he growls at her as he rises higher in the water. fox looks down sheepishly and crawls closer to him. "I'm sorry, they blocked my route I had to take a detour." she says with a light voice and rubs against his chest.
Killer Croc sighs and lay one of his huge hands on her tiny back. "We are not safe here anymore, maybe we should move to a new city." he mutters, lifting her in his arms and sinks into the water, Fox takes a deep breath and they go beneath the surface and under the wall.
on the other side of the wall is a small pool at the wall and large room with second-hand furniture scattered. Croc gets out of the pool and set down fox, he then continues into the room to a battered couch and sits down heavily.
Fox shakes off the water and wring it out of her hair. "Who do you think they are?" she says, digging among a pile of clothes and pull up a towel. Croc growl low. "I do not know, whoever they are, they're not friends, and if they catch us, we can be sure that we will not be free anymore." he says, drag his hand over his face and bald scalp.
he looks at her again. Fox holds the towel hard and with a frightened eyes staring into the opposite wall, her ears folds flat against her head and she starts to snarl, her fangs distinct in her mouth. "I do not want to go back there, I ... I can not." she said with a shaky voice. croc gets up and goes to her, he takes the towel and throw it to the ground, he takes her by both shoulders and goes down on his knees in front of her. "Come on baby girl, it was hell to get you the last time, I will not go through that shit again."
fox looking him in the eye. "They hurt, I refuse to obey their orders ever again, I was always scared and hungry." she whisper disjointed. Croc sighs and lifts her and sit in the the sofa with fox on his lap.
he rests his nose against her hair. "We freak must stick together tiny." He says, holds her tightly against himself, he lean back and putting Fox against his chest and closes his eyes. "Whatever happens, we have each other's back." Answer fox and follow Croc example and falls asleep.
a group of black-clad soldiers with heavy guns were hidden behind a corner in the dark damp Tunel, their muffled voices suddenly stops, a quiet clicked sound come towards them, the leader signs to those with net guns to get ready.
the sound is coming closer, and on the other side of their hideout, they find a small female figure crawl. her long ears on guard and her tail flicking behind her, she sniffs the air around her. the leader signs and they try to sneak closer. suddenly fox turns in their direction and hisses at them and bolt.
"After her!" the leader orders, while contacting the other group. "the target is on the run." and takes up the hunt himself. fox runs full speed from her hunter, she glides to a stop at a dead end, she turns to the coming soldiers and releases a loud roar.
her ears tightly against her scalp, fangs bared and tail lashing angrily. men surround her, they raise their weapons at her. "Give up freak, you are surrounded, come with us calm and willingly and you will not get hurt."
Fox growls and crouch close to the ground. no one will take her without a figh.