Since he was using his hands to hold her arms, Rev was able to breathe freely. Gasping she sneered. "Can't take that a chick kicked your ass Red?"

Red chuckled, feeling something snap against her hip, Rev glanced down to find him playing the straps of her thong. "Big daddy Thrax is just enjoying the sights."

Sneering in disgust, Rev glared at him. "Keep it in your pants Spithead. No one likes a horny virus."

Thrax raised an eyebrow. "Oh babeh you can't blame the male population for what you cause."

Rev faked a smile and said. "We got ourselves a charmer. Now how about big daddy Thrax puts Rev down before she vomits all over him."

Thrax traced his claw over Rev's stomach. "But if I put you down then you'll run off and I'll have to chase you."

Rev gave him a look. "Personally if I were you, I'd take running any day to an eternity of my foot up your ass."

Her stomach felt as if it were on the verge of catching fire. At first it was a mere annoyance, but soon it started to hurt. Rev knew that at this point the only reason she was still alive was due to her being a virus. But if he kept this up, serious damage would be caused. Smiling Thrax pressed in closer enjoying the pain veiled in Rev's eyes. "Can you feel the heat babeh?"

Rev sucked in more breath, trying to keep her stomach from the claw. She was in no way going to give though. Thrax snarled and brought his claw closer. "I said, can you feel the heat?"

He brought his head closer, just enough for Rev to make a desperate move. Striking out, Rev bit into Thrax's neck. Thrax let out a howl of pain and released her, but Rev hung on like a mad dog. Thrax managed to throw her off after a couple seconds. Landing on her back, she rolled over onto her stomach and got up.

Pressing her hand against her stomach she felt a fading heat, glancing down Rev found that she had been burned. Grimacing, she spat out Thrax's blood. After looking around the alley for any signs of him, she stood. Cracking her neck she mumbled. "I hate men."

Police sirens echoed off the wall. Rev pulled her barb wired hair into a hair tie, causing it to flatten into something more tamable and less of a draw to the cops. Closing her jacket around her body, Rev walked down the alley, intent on finding a place near the lungs. Pain seared through her lower abdomen when she took her first step. "You have got to be fucking joking."

Cradling her injury Rev sped up her pace, the sirens coming closer. Getting to the lungs would have to wait until morning; the disappearance of two white blood cells would cause a lot of suspicion. Ignoring the pain coming from the burn, Rev took off at a run. Trying every door she could get to. Finally, she managed to find one that was unlocked. Throwing it open, she ran inside and slammed the door.