Bloody Mary – Getting things done
The 'thing' in the middle of the room was a very ornately posed statue made of glass, except that it was Bloody Mary in her true form posing like a ballet dancer. Bigby angrily stormed over to the statue and kicked it hard in its stomach, causing the statue to shatter to the floor in pieces.
A girly chuckle was heard all around the building, it was coming from the shadows and it was definitely Mary's voice "Hello Wolfie, did you miss me?"
Bigby had already changed into his 2nd form, his claws were sharpening, his hair was thicker and his eyes were yellow "Where are you!"
As the 4 men all looked around for any sight of the woman, Gren had removed his glamour and Beast had managed to shift into as beastly a form as he could muster: small horns on his head, red eyes, thicker hair and claws were about as good as it was going to get, if only he could control his curse properly...
Woody had his axe raised and was scanning the shadows for any sudden movement; suddenly he caught something red glowing "I think I've found her" he spoke with growl.
Beast spoke up "Me too"
Gren then spoke for everyone "She's surrounding us"
It was true; from the shadows emerged 7 Mary clones, all snarling and glowing red as they stalked their way across the room towards the 4 Fables in the centre, the sound of glass cracking and breaking with each step they took was enough to make a man shiver in fear.
Bigby had taken in what the others were saying but he had been staring at a particular shadow in the room for some time now, he didn't know if she knew he could see her clear as day but he couldn't care less. Leaning casually against the wall was the real Bloody Mary, in her human form with that signature psychotic smile plastered to her delicate looking face.
"Mary, come on out and face me!" With that, Mary walked out of the shadows and into the light; she looked terrible: her hair had grown a few more inches since he had last seen her but she still had her red bangs, she was wearing a ripped white t-shirt with a red bra visible through the tears, her pants and boots were ripped and torn as well from the glass that graced her true form and Bigby also noticed that the majority of her index finger was missing from her right hand.
She spoke with that girly voice that distinctly belonged to her "I missed you Wolfie, but next time you should remember to get rid of the pieces before thinking that I'm dead, you just shattered me but I reformed myself not long after you left" her face grew a twisted smile as she raised her right hand and mockingly pointed her stubby finger at him "Kill them, but the Wolf is mine"
The Mary clones all lunged at the 3 Fables that weren't Bigby and the fighting began; Gren was having an easy time batting away the clones but he was far too slow to stop them from hitting him in return, Beast was trying his best to score hits against the clones attacking him but was countered at every turn by the clone he wasn't attacking, Woody was swinging his axe in the hopes it would connect but he wasn't having any luck either; the clones were just too fast for them.
Bigby lunged at Mary and was swiftly met with a punch to the face and a sharp kick to the groin, dropping him to his knees with a grunt. "Had enough?" Mary smirked at her comment but was met with a punch to the gut from Bigby as he rose up and she clutched at her stomach before standing up straight again. She threw several more punches that were effortlessly blocked or dodged by Bigby as he grabbed her wrist on the last punch and head butted her in the nose before kicking out her knee and punching her across the face, knocking her to the ground.
Beast was knocked down and a clone mounted him and tried to stab out his eyes out but he quickly grabbed its arm, ignoring the pain of the rogue shards of glass protruding from it, and ripped out its throat with his free hand, the clone shattered to pieces and Beast got to his feet before the other clone could stomp on him.
Woody tackled a clone to the floor and proceeded to repeatedly bash its head into the concrete until it broke into pieces, the other clone dugs its claws into his back and slashed at his head viciously before suddenly letting go, Woody turned around to see that Gren had thrown one of his clones into it.
Gren was covered in cuts but finally managed to pin down one of his clones before ripping it in two with his hands.
Mary had risen back up to her feet and tackled Bigby to the ground before landing a couple of punches to his face, Bigby grabbed her throat before she could land another punch and Mary instead raised up her right hand; this simple act caused Bigby's right eye to begin itching like crazy, he blinked heavily and was distracted enough for Mary to release his grip on her and then stomp him in the face while he was down, making his nose bleed.
Bigby rose back up and Mary was further away from him now, blood rushing from her nose and the slight cuts on her face; she raised her hand up again and the familiar itching turned more painful and with a sudden flick of her wrist, Bigby let out a loud cry of pain as a shard of glass erupted out from within his eyeball.
His eye was completely ruptured and spurting blood like a running tap, but he wouldn't falter; morphing into his 3rd form wouldn't help the bleeding per se, but he was pissed off now and wanted to kill Mary for what she did.
Mary sighed in relief as the shard attached itself back onto her hand as the missing finger and she began to change into her true form, apparently tired of playing games with the Wolf.
Gren had ripped the head clean off of another clone and was subject to repeated slashing from the final one he was fighting; Woody was about to help him before Beast stumbled into him after being slashed in the legs; Woody dropped his axe as a result and it was picked up by one of the clones who began charging towards the distracted Bigby.
Bigby and Mary rushed at each other and were lost in a feral display of slashing each other to ribbons before Mary ducked under Bigby's last attack and slashed his right knee, Bigby stumbled at the attack and the clone behind him had the axe raised to take his head off. Woody had rushed after the clone and jumped to grab her before she could attack, but he was a little too late. He caught the clone by the thigh as it swung and in stumbling from the attack the axe didn't take Bigby's head off, but it did slash Bigby's right thigh straight through to the bone.
It all seemed to happen in slow motion: as Bigby fell to the ground from the axe wound, Mary had rushed him and dug her clawed hand straight into his left shoulder and was forcing her way deeper in; Bigby drew back his right arm and punched Mary in the face as hard as he could muster the strength. She practically flew back to the ground with a cry but the shards were now gone from her hands; Mary looked at her hand and chuckled menacingly as new claws sprouted from the bloody mess that was her fingers, meanwhile the broken-off claws remained deep in Bigby's shoulder.
Gren had finally beaten the last of his clones into pieces and Beast had thrown his last clone into a vat of molten steel; Woody angrily threw his last clone at Gren who held her in place by the arms as Woody picked up his bloodied axe and cut the clone in two straight down the middle, shouting "That's for Bigby!" afterwards. The 3 Fables were exhausted and covered in deep bleeding cuts and painful violent bruises but they were nothing in comparison to Bigby, who was dragging himself to his feet, his eyes now glowing red with pure rage.
Mary stood where she was, apparently astounded that Bigby had the strength left in him to stand. Bigby somehow managed to close the distance between him and Mary before pinning her down with his weight as he began to repeatedly punch her in the face with his good arm. Beast went to stop him but was held back by Woody, who looked at him as if to say "Not a good idea".
Mary reverted back to her human form and her face was bloodied and beaten and Bigby was huffing in exhaustion from the conflict, he stopped punching her voluntarily and began to stand up before he suddenly went limp and fell to his side as the other 3 rushed over to him.
Woody dropped next to Bigby as he began to change back into a human form "Bigby, Bigby! Come on Wolf you can't be dead, you gonna let that bitch kill you?" Bigby was breathing but it was feint and he was gushing a collective river of blood from his eye, his shoulder and his thigh.
Gren had put his glamour back on but was still covered head to toe in cuts and bruises, he was checking Mary "Hey guess what, he let the bitch live." Mary was also breathing although it was more prominent than the short breaths of Bigby, she was unconscious for sure but Bigby looked like he was comatose.
Beast, who was very slowly turning human again, looked at Bigby with sorrow "Jesus Christ. We have to get him to Dr Swineheart! He'll die if we do nothing...".
As Gren picked up Mary, Beast and Woody picked up Bigby as carefully as they could; while Woody threw Bigby's right arm over his shoulders, Beast was holding his side to keep balance without irritating his shoulder.
They exited the Metalwork's to find Cindy leaning innocently against the still running SUV, she quickly ran over upon seeing the horrible condition Bigby was in "Oh my God, what the fuck did she do to him!"
Cindy sounded like she was panicking, and a part of her was, but Bigby had trained her well and she kept enough of her cool to be rational "We have to try and stop this bleeding now!"
As Gren threw Mary into the trunk of the car, spitting on her for good measure, Cindy and Beast removed Bigby's now ruined coat and used each sleeve as a tourniquet, one for his leg and one for his shoulder. Bigby's shirt, tie and shoes were gone and his pants were ripped but decent enough that he wouldn't have to be covered up, Woody revealed the tie to the others and they wrapped it around Bigby's eye.
None of the tourniquets stopped the bleeding but it did slow it down, the scarier part was how still and unresponsive Bigby was throughout it all...
Next time: Bigby sets about patching himself up; with poor consequences afterwards
