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Chapter: Fury

Her mind was filled with burning light and the rage of an injured wolf filled every ounce of her being. Her actions were that of a wild animal and the pain was beyond control. Her chest was on fire, the incisions dripped with her crimson blood. The wolf knew that the one who had caused it was there and another growl ripped out from her before words formed.

"Spencer."

The name slipped out in a malicious snarl. She glanced down at the straps and grinned at thought that they thought those would hold her down.

"You understand Spencer that the day has come?"

She asked as she shifted her shoulders slightly trying to get in a better position.

Spencer's face fell into confusion before she demanded an explanation.

"What day?"

She smiled in delicious mirth. Bad wolf was in control and the only emotion she felt was complete and utter wrath. She was vengeful and capable of exacting it; her humanity nearly non-existent.

"Do you remember when we first met Victoria? I was strapped to this very table. It was you me and the peanut gallery? "

Spencer's hand twitched slightly before it steadied back against Zero's heart.

"Of course; if I remember correctly I skinned your left leg? Or was the right? Details…they fade. What about it?"

Amber eyes glinted as she smirked at the barb.

"It was the left. Nice little surgical procedure in order to test my healing abilities. Did you know that you like giving pain to others? Or are you still denying it. Still claiming it's all in the name of science?

Spencer shook her head wildly and waved the gun at her.

"It's your fault you insufferable bitch! If you hadn't been so stubborn, so defiant, I wouldn't have to try so hard to break you. It's your fault! I should just kill you and get it over with"

Spencer was feeling at ease enough to start pacing. The strap had held zero down so far and help should arrive soon. Zero's laughing voice taunted her.

"Why do you think that you could kill me so easily? Others have tried and failed."

Spencer spun towards her and her superiority asserted itself once more.

"You are the one strapped to the bed and I'm holding the gun. Do the math."

The lights in the room started to flicker and the room seemed to shrink as the wolf in her responded to the vile woman in front of her. The essence of the time that ran through her veins billowed out and began to overpower the presence of the others in the room. And suddenly she was standing face to face with Spencer; every part of her body's positioning screaming dominance, her eyes never leaving Spencer's face. Spencer's eyes looked down quickly in an effort to get away from the flames burning in Zero's eyes.

"Don't you understand it yet Victoria? I am free; you can no longer hold me here. The only reason I have stayed this long is because I wanted you to remember my words the day we met. Do you remember now? It was just after the surgery; you were so happy to have been selected for this project, you were so eager to please that you were actually smiling while you stripped the flesh from my leg. What did I tell you Victoria?"

Spencer began to scramble back as her eyes grew wide. She had never considered that this would ever happen. She had always succeeded, this couldn't happen.

"You wouldn't do that. Not that, it's not possible."

Zero broke out into a feral smile.

"I would and I can. You will burn Victoria Spencer with all the pain you have ever inflicted on me. I saved all of those memories just for you. Aren't you excited Victoria? You'll get an up close and personal view of what my body and soul went through when you and your kind decided to better mankind."

Spencer seemed to remember the gun in her hand and aimed it at Zero and shot. She didn't spare any time to see if the bullet hit before running towards the doors tripping over the nurse who had cowered down on the ground. Her gun went sliding somewhere in front of her but she didn't waste time trying to find it. Instead she sprinted out the door and through the hall, cursing the fact that this level shuts down after experimentation to allow Zero time to heal. She ran into one of the rooms blindly trying to find a weapon or a place to hide or both. She ended up in the department kitchens, she grabbed the first knife she could find and hid in the freezer.

Zero stared at her bleeding shoulder barley registering the pain. Her prey had begun the chase. She tilted her head up slightly trying to catch a scent that could only be Spencer's. Following her heightened sense she found herself in the kitchen. It was ridiculously ease to trace her to the freezer. She didn't anticipate the blade that came at her as soon as the door was open. Pain assaulted her senses and she could feel the side of her face soak with blood. A roar erupted and her hands locked onto Spencer's head; she let the burn grow brighter, hotter. She filled Victoria with every memory and feeling from her time in captivity. Her grip tightened as an inhuman rumble vibrated her chest. Her every sense focused on destroying her from the inside out. Pleasure reigned supreme, she was every bit the feral predator in that moment. Nothing else existed in their world. The very air throbbed with her power and she reveled in it.

Spencer screamed in sheer anguish. Over and over she screamed until only the rasp of her raw voice was left. Her body trashed in Zero's arms as her body was forced to endure all the pain and suffering that had been done but it was more than any mortal could stand. After a few short moments her heart came to a stuttering halt and all that remained was an empty shell.

The memory let loose its shackles as Rose was thrown back into the hall of her memories. Tears flowed as she fell to her knees. In her long life she had truly regretted only one thing and that was the death of Victoria Spencer. She sobbed because in her anger she had taken a life. It didn't matter what Spencer had done to her, she had never thought that she would willingly take a life. She had been happy, euphoric almost as Spencer had died. It had taken a long time to try to live with the guilt of having done it and with having that kind of reaction. She had lost control and that memory would always haunt her. The scar she now bore would never let her forget it. She had promised herself that she would never lose control like that again. So far she had kept it, but something new had started; something dangerous. Rose wiped the tears from her eyes as she looked around. All the doors had disappeared, the hall had gone dark. The burning was gone. Why she was still stuck here? She didn't think she could take any more trips down memory lane. Why hadn't the Doctor come for her yet? Couldn't he hear her?

"Doctor, please. I want to go home."

She whimpered into the darkened corridors of her mind and she shuddered as her words echoed in the emptiness.