DM149: I think I got this one out pretty fast.
Slylady345: thanks for all the reviews.
CyndarDragon: Well you are in luck, one of the two 'super forms' that Sly will have involves leathery bat wings, so rejoice.
666 (awesome name by the way): Sly is only after the guys that did this to him and he is trying to avoid innocent deaths as much as he can.
The Good Thief: I am currently doing this on a computer that blocks fanfiction .net so you will get a shout out at the end of this chapter.
On with the show!
Back at the Cooper Gang hideout…
"So how can he destroy these 'hives'? Carmelita asked Bentley as he got out his surgical tools. "Well, I need to develop a serum that can destroy the infection without it rejuvenating itself." Bentley said
"How are we going to do that?" Carmelita asked him. Bentley didn't answer but instead pulled out a severed, gray-furred hand from underneath his desk. Carmelita gagged. "I actually will need to study this to be able to understand the virus better and start developing an antidote." "Where did you get that thing and who's IS IT?!" Carmelita asked, obviously disgusted.
"I got it out of Penelope's helicopter's grappling hook, and its Sly's." Carmelita puked in the garbage can next to her. "Remember when we were chasing Sly and Penelope accidently tore his hand off?" Bentley inquired. Carmelita nodded sickly as she wiped her mouth and red eyes with a towel. "Well I got Sly's hand from the hook and I figured that I could study the dead Solonam virus cells. Just lay back and relax for now, or better yet take this map and scout the area around the infected zone. I modified your shock pistol so that one shot should stun an infected for a good hour." Bentley said handing Carmelita a map and her shock pistol.
Carmelita, deciding she didn't want to stick around and risk hurling again from watching Bentley dissect Sly's hand, she took the map and her old shock pistol and walked out the door. As she leapt from rooftop to rooftop, she couldn't help being reminded of her days chasing Sly.
"I wonder what he's doing right now." She whispered to herself.
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"Ok, I can do this. I can do this." Sly said to himself, jumping an inch above the ground over again trying to pump himself up while he stood on the edge of a gargoyle on a Parisian skyscraper. He took another gaze at the infected hive building.
Once a normal office building, now the structure was infected and had disgusting organic puss-filled blobs snaking along the sides and out of each blob, every so often one of the blobs would pop and out of it would spew forth at least 4 hunter mutants each time.
It was a disgusting sight to see, and he had to dive in there and take out the heart itself. Maiming and mutilating everything with a drop of Solonam on its body or an army uniform on their person. He had been practicing how to do this for a while, but now it was time for the real test. "Here goes nothing he said before he closed his eyes and concentrating.
The Solonam covered his face and hands completely, making them completely black, he saw through the Solonam to a world in a thin layer of blood red. From the slit's between his fingers, he grew long, sharpened claws capable to cut through metal with ease, and he smiled and silently tanked Wolverine for that idea. For the final touch, he crouched down on one knee and forced the Solonam towards his back, his back felt like it had just exploded but the pain was short lived so he stood up easily. On his back had sprouted hellish bat like leathery wings that flapped softly and mindlessly as he stood there impressively.
He stepped back a few feet and his eyes took a lock on a window rotted out by the infection. He sprinted forward quickly and leapt off the gargoyle's edge towards the infected building. His wings spread out and flapped, keeping him aloft in the air. He then closed in his wings a bit so that he glided towards the window. As he came closer, he pulled his wings back into his body and dive-bombed into the window, rolling on the ground to soften his landing and then breaking into a quick run down the hallway.
The hallway was littered with slashes and slime and blood on the floor and walls, the inside could be compared to that of a giant lizard's throat. Just then three hunters came around the end of the hellway, (yes I meant HELLway) and started charging at Sly. Sly took notice of them and, on the run, stuck out his arms and slashed through the dog and lizard hunter. The final hunter charged at him head on and didn't stop running. Sly lunged at the tiger and used his left hand claw to impale his underbelly, the creature screech out in pain as Sly rammed it into the ground, his hand still lodged in it's chest.
He climbed off of the dying tiger and continued forward through the fresh bloodied hellway. A short ways down the line, a soft grumbling/growling noise could be heard on the opposite side of the right wall. Sly stopped in his tracks and slowly leaned his ear against the wall. Suddenly, the wall collapsed and a Bear Titan was roaring in rage/pain. It stuck out it's tendrils from its mouth and grabbed Sly. Sly was pulled into the darkened room, his head breaking the top part of the wall.
A few seconds later, a screech of pain was heard along with a sickening sound of a blade scraping against flesh. The Titan's head then flew out of the hole in the wall and after it Sly stepped out, drenched in blood.
Sly continued walking for a while and was met with no other resistance from any infected, He reached a point in the middle of the hallway and stopped. He absorbed the Solonam on his face and hands as well as the claws back into his body. He then re-formed the Solonam on his arms into something else, the goo covered his arms layer after layer making the general look bigger. At the end, his arms had balled up fists at the end of them covered with enough hardened Solonam to break through Ayers Rock. He lifted his hands high above his head and brought them down with a huge grunt.
He broke through the floor and fell down a single level to where he needed to go. He looked up and stood too his feet. In front of him was the hive's core itself, it latched itself to a wall with hardened black Solonam and was currently beating away like a heart. If this thing were destroyed, all infected in the area would drop dead due to loss of a psychic connection with the hive. Sly showed no resistance or mercy, he jabbed a sword into the top of the core and ripped it downwards, the beating stopped and he could already faintly hear the infected slowly dying and screaming all the while.
DM149: Alright, Neyla battle is next chapter, as well as I explain how she is still alive. I think I got the plan pretty air-tight. Well R&R.