Death comes in packs.
Disclaimer: I don't own LXG but I've seen the movie, read the book based off of the screenplay (sorry all ya'll but Huck is DEAD in the book) and read (not bought) the comics. I think I'm somewhat entitled to s lousy fanfiction, don't ya'll?
A/N: Due to my latest review (Shadowcat832) I have decided to rush getting Hyde into the story, I was trying my best to save it for later, but this review has pushed me past temptation, so I've decided to due it now.
Chapter five, Temptation.
Sara paced the long hallways of the Nautilus, mumbling to her self, this place was lovely but too small to cramped, she needed t get out, she needed to run, run with the pack-NO! She wouldn't.
"I won't. I can't." She mumbled. I need to. Need to hunt. Need to run. Run. RUN! A voice screamed in her head. "NO!" she yelled, and startled Jekyll who was coming down the same passage as she, mumbling to himself as well. He jumped a little.
"Sara, what's wrong?" He asked coming up in front of her.
She looked up at him somewhat meekly the thoughts retreated somewhere to the back of her brain at the sight of another human. "Nothing I'm fine." She didn't realize she had broken into a sweat.
"You don't look fine." He said cupping her chin in his hand; with his other hand he felt her forehead.
"Thanks." She said sarcastically. He looked at her puzzled, and then came back to himself; he'd lost himself in his duty as a doctor for a moment.
"I'm sorry." He mumbled.
"No it's alright Henry, I'm just feeling a little bit of cabin fever." She sighed, and they both began to walk side by side.
Yes Henry, so am I let me out, do you here me?! OUT! OUT! OUT! OUT! OUT!
"There it goes again." She said looking at Jekyll.
"Pardon?" He asked.
"That high pitched wailing."
Heh! So she can here me, can she? Well let's see how well. The Hyde screamed a loud inaudible howl.
"AH!" Sara screamed and clapped her hands over her ears. "STOP IT!" She yelled and began to hunch down. Her body began to shift, as if the bones beneath it were breaking and reforming. "NO! HENRY RUN!" She managed to yell, as hair began to sprout over her face.
"STOP IT HYDE!" Henry yelled to the open air behind him. "Stop it and I'll let you out!"
He stopped. Break your word Henry and I'll do it again.
"No I won't just stop!" He called.
Sara gasped for breath, sucking in the air as if it was going to leave her forever. She'd only been in the beginning stages of transforming, but she was covered in sweat and was exhausted. "Henry what was that?" She asked, trying to stand up.
"Hyde." He said, he reached down and pulled Sara up, she kicked one leg out and it popped. She gripped Jekyll's arm so much he thought the circulation was gone.
"Sometimes, things are dislocated when that happens." She managed through gritted teeth.
"What happens?"
"When a transformation is forced like that and I try to fight it off." She lipped beside him careful of her right leg. "Now explain to me what Hyde was doing." That was not a question.
"He wants out, so he started I think howling is the word."
"And you just said you'd let him out."
"It was the only thing I could think of," he said sheepishly.
"How do you intend to do it?" She asked. There were footsteps in the corridor ahead of him. They'd both expected that, someone was bound to hear the yelling.
"Well, when I was first brought on this ship, they chained Hyde in a freezer. I could do that again." The forms of some of Nemo's men came round the corner, Nemo himself in the lead.
"What happened?" He demanded, looking form the limping form of Sara to Jekyll.
"Hyde happened." She growled.
"What?"
"Remember when I said that my transformations could be, shall we say, sound activated?" She asked choosing her words carefully.
"Yes, I do."
"Well Hyde found a way."
"You didn't--"
"No, Nemo, I didn't."
"But it came at a price."
"What?"
"Hyde wants out." She said.
** An hour later.**
Sara sat on top of a crate inside a huge freezer near the back of Nemo's vessel. She rubbed her arms a little, and Nemo's men cleared the room. She was safely out of harms reach; the chains wouldn't reach as far off as she was. Skinner was sitting in the room with her, sipping out of a hip flask. He'd said something about Hyde being able to see him, some sort of heat vision. He said it was a pleasant change, and he wanted to talk to Hyde about it.
The small form of Henry Jekyll was huddled under the weight of the huge chains, it looked as if he were about to collapse under the weight at any moment. He raised a shaking hand that held a vial of his formula, and downed it in one gulp. Then the transformation began. Skin bubbled, and course hair grew. Sara did not take her eyes away for a moment. Seeing someone else's body sift the way she knew hers did was odly fascinating. The thing in front of her not yet Hyde, and less Jekyll screamed in pain. And then as soon as it had began it was over, and the towering form of Edward Hyde loomed over the woman and the Invisible Man.
"Hello Edward!" Skinner called cheerily, raising his flask of whisky.
"Skinner." The man grunted. "Your burns still have scars."
"Yep, somehow being invisible aint so bad a fate anymore. Heh." his face painted twisted up into a sad smile, and Sara looked closely she could see the outline of scars.
Sara kept quiet through out their banter but she noticed Hyde's eyes kept darting over to her quickly. She just sat back and listened to them. Feeling a bit sorry for herself. At least HE was able to think. She did retain some control over herself when she changed, though not nearly enough to even think about being truest. She didn't know about how much control she would have if she ever changed voluntarily, but she wasn't willing to test it.
"Sara, Sara old girl." Skinners voice called.
"Oh I'm sorry I was thinking, what?"
"I asked you, which do think is better for keeping out the cold. Whiskey, or scotch?"
"Hmm," she thought for a moment, wondering how the question had come up at all, Ireland did tend to get cold in the winter, what had her father always drank, lets see, he'd go out in the fields, rub his hand, take a sip of his flask and say, 'Thank the Lord for--"Whiskey." She declared. "Father used to always drink it, when ever he went out. And I've had it when I used to track in the mountains."
"Heh." Skinner said. "See told you." She sneered.
"What does a thing like you know of tracking?" Hyde asked.
"Enough to track a werewolf who knows he's being followed." She said folding her arms across her chest.
"Heh, never hunted werewolves, sounds like good sport. "He laughed to himself.
"If you want to end up like me." She said and her eyes began to glow yellow, she growled a little to herself, but fought it down. It wasn't her getting mad it was the beast within her.
"Hrm, no I don't suppose Henry would like that much." he mused to himself.
"Since when do you care?" Sara asked, "You were careless enough to almost have him trapped in a small space with a werewolf. I'm not sure you realize this, but if I tear out his throat, you'll die as well."
"I know!" He snarled and tried to jump forward.
"Children! Children!" Skinner said trying to calm them, but it was too late, both animal rages had been brought to the surface.
"You don't think I'm haunted day and night with the fact that I'm just in that worm's mind! That if he wasn't so weak I'd never experience the light of day, or the darkness that eats everything?!" He was struggling to get at her, but the chains held her back. Sara had full rage on, she'd gotten up and had her white gleaming teeth bared, her eyes flashing a brilliant gold now. The only thing holding her back was common sense.
"He is not a worm!" She snarled. "My life is none the easier I know what it is like to loose yourself in a transformation! I've been on the run all my life because of something I didn't do!! I've been a heretic since I was seven!"
"If these chains weren't holding me back!" he yelled threateningly.
"THEY ARE NOT! I know you could break them!"
Skinner took a step back, and to his surprise, Hyde grinned showing his yellowed crooked teeth. "Heh, so you are as smart as that wor--Henry, thinks you are."
She sat back down, Skinner was lost, he had no idea what's going was going on. "'Old on a moment. A minute ago you were at each others 'roats and now its all sherry and giggles."
Sara looked at him like the answer was written on his face, everyone else could read it, but he couldn't, "Sometimes it helps to yell problems, you should know that."
"Well excuse me for tryin' to act dignified."
She laughed, "Hey now who's the lady, me or you?"
"To be quite honest, I'm not sure anymore luv." He tilted his hat down so that it covered the huge grin on his face, "Would you care to remind me a bit?"
"Skinner, from what I heard you've already seen me with out clothes."
"Oh yeah!" He said remembering, he grinned at her and winked mischievously, "Good times, good times."
"For you maybe, I was out cold."
"Well I usually walk around for all to see."
"Yes, but nobody can."
"Touché"
Disclaimer: I don't own LXG but I've seen the movie, read the book based off of the screenplay (sorry all ya'll but Huck is DEAD in the book) and read (not bought) the comics. I think I'm somewhat entitled to s lousy fanfiction, don't ya'll?
A/N: Due to my latest review (Shadowcat832) I have decided to rush getting Hyde into the story, I was trying my best to save it for later, but this review has pushed me past temptation, so I've decided to due it now.
Chapter five, Temptation.
Sara paced the long hallways of the Nautilus, mumbling to her self, this place was lovely but too small to cramped, she needed t get out, she needed to run, run with the pack-NO! She wouldn't.
"I won't. I can't." She mumbled. I need to. Need to hunt. Need to run. Run. RUN! A voice screamed in her head. "NO!" she yelled, and startled Jekyll who was coming down the same passage as she, mumbling to himself as well. He jumped a little.
"Sara, what's wrong?" He asked coming up in front of her.
She looked up at him somewhat meekly the thoughts retreated somewhere to the back of her brain at the sight of another human. "Nothing I'm fine." She didn't realize she had broken into a sweat.
"You don't look fine." He said cupping her chin in his hand; with his other hand he felt her forehead.
"Thanks." She said sarcastically. He looked at her puzzled, and then came back to himself; he'd lost himself in his duty as a doctor for a moment.
"I'm sorry." He mumbled.
"No it's alright Henry, I'm just feeling a little bit of cabin fever." She sighed, and they both began to walk side by side.
Yes Henry, so am I let me out, do you here me?! OUT! OUT! OUT! OUT! OUT!
"There it goes again." She said looking at Jekyll.
"Pardon?" He asked.
"That high pitched wailing."
Heh! So she can here me, can she? Well let's see how well. The Hyde screamed a loud inaudible howl.
"AH!" Sara screamed and clapped her hands over her ears. "STOP IT!" She yelled and began to hunch down. Her body began to shift, as if the bones beneath it were breaking and reforming. "NO! HENRY RUN!" She managed to yell, as hair began to sprout over her face.
"STOP IT HYDE!" Henry yelled to the open air behind him. "Stop it and I'll let you out!"
He stopped. Break your word Henry and I'll do it again.
"No I won't just stop!" He called.
Sara gasped for breath, sucking in the air as if it was going to leave her forever. She'd only been in the beginning stages of transforming, but she was covered in sweat and was exhausted. "Henry what was that?" She asked, trying to stand up.
"Hyde." He said, he reached down and pulled Sara up, she kicked one leg out and it popped. She gripped Jekyll's arm so much he thought the circulation was gone.
"Sometimes, things are dislocated when that happens." She managed through gritted teeth.
"What happens?"
"When a transformation is forced like that and I try to fight it off." She lipped beside him careful of her right leg. "Now explain to me what Hyde was doing." That was not a question.
"He wants out, so he started I think howling is the word."
"And you just said you'd let him out."
"It was the only thing I could think of," he said sheepishly.
"How do you intend to do it?" She asked. There were footsteps in the corridor ahead of him. They'd both expected that, someone was bound to hear the yelling.
"Well, when I was first brought on this ship, they chained Hyde in a freezer. I could do that again." The forms of some of Nemo's men came round the corner, Nemo himself in the lead.
"What happened?" He demanded, looking form the limping form of Sara to Jekyll.
"Hyde happened." She growled.
"What?"
"Remember when I said that my transformations could be, shall we say, sound activated?" She asked choosing her words carefully.
"Yes, I do."
"Well Hyde found a way."
"You didn't--"
"No, Nemo, I didn't."
"But it came at a price."
"What?"
"Hyde wants out." She said.
** An hour later.**
Sara sat on top of a crate inside a huge freezer near the back of Nemo's vessel. She rubbed her arms a little, and Nemo's men cleared the room. She was safely out of harms reach; the chains wouldn't reach as far off as she was. Skinner was sitting in the room with her, sipping out of a hip flask. He'd said something about Hyde being able to see him, some sort of heat vision. He said it was a pleasant change, and he wanted to talk to Hyde about it.
The small form of Henry Jekyll was huddled under the weight of the huge chains, it looked as if he were about to collapse under the weight at any moment. He raised a shaking hand that held a vial of his formula, and downed it in one gulp. Then the transformation began. Skin bubbled, and course hair grew. Sara did not take her eyes away for a moment. Seeing someone else's body sift the way she knew hers did was odly fascinating. The thing in front of her not yet Hyde, and less Jekyll screamed in pain. And then as soon as it had began it was over, and the towering form of Edward Hyde loomed over the woman and the Invisible Man.
"Hello Edward!" Skinner called cheerily, raising his flask of whisky.
"Skinner." The man grunted. "Your burns still have scars."
"Yep, somehow being invisible aint so bad a fate anymore. Heh." his face painted twisted up into a sad smile, and Sara looked closely she could see the outline of scars.
Sara kept quiet through out their banter but she noticed Hyde's eyes kept darting over to her quickly. She just sat back and listened to them. Feeling a bit sorry for herself. At least HE was able to think. She did retain some control over herself when she changed, though not nearly enough to even think about being truest. She didn't know about how much control she would have if she ever changed voluntarily, but she wasn't willing to test it.
"Sara, Sara old girl." Skinners voice called.
"Oh I'm sorry I was thinking, what?"
"I asked you, which do think is better for keeping out the cold. Whiskey, or scotch?"
"Hmm," she thought for a moment, wondering how the question had come up at all, Ireland did tend to get cold in the winter, what had her father always drank, lets see, he'd go out in the fields, rub his hand, take a sip of his flask and say, 'Thank the Lord for--"Whiskey." She declared. "Father used to always drink it, when ever he went out. And I've had it when I used to track in the mountains."
"Heh." Skinner said. "See told you." She sneered.
"What does a thing like you know of tracking?" Hyde asked.
"Enough to track a werewolf who knows he's being followed." She said folding her arms across her chest.
"Heh, never hunted werewolves, sounds like good sport. "He laughed to himself.
"If you want to end up like me." She said and her eyes began to glow yellow, she growled a little to herself, but fought it down. It wasn't her getting mad it was the beast within her.
"Hrm, no I don't suppose Henry would like that much." he mused to himself.
"Since when do you care?" Sara asked, "You were careless enough to almost have him trapped in a small space with a werewolf. I'm not sure you realize this, but if I tear out his throat, you'll die as well."
"I know!" He snarled and tried to jump forward.
"Children! Children!" Skinner said trying to calm them, but it was too late, both animal rages had been brought to the surface.
"You don't think I'm haunted day and night with the fact that I'm just in that worm's mind! That if he wasn't so weak I'd never experience the light of day, or the darkness that eats everything?!" He was struggling to get at her, but the chains held her back. Sara had full rage on, she'd gotten up and had her white gleaming teeth bared, her eyes flashing a brilliant gold now. The only thing holding her back was common sense.
"He is not a worm!" She snarled. "My life is none the easier I know what it is like to loose yourself in a transformation! I've been on the run all my life because of something I didn't do!! I've been a heretic since I was seven!"
"If these chains weren't holding me back!" he yelled threateningly.
"THEY ARE NOT! I know you could break them!"
Skinner took a step back, and to his surprise, Hyde grinned showing his yellowed crooked teeth. "Heh, so you are as smart as that wor--Henry, thinks you are."
She sat back down, Skinner was lost, he had no idea what's going was going on. "'Old on a moment. A minute ago you were at each others 'roats and now its all sherry and giggles."
Sara looked at him like the answer was written on his face, everyone else could read it, but he couldn't, "Sometimes it helps to yell problems, you should know that."
"Well excuse me for tryin' to act dignified."
She laughed, "Hey now who's the lady, me or you?"
"To be quite honest, I'm not sure anymore luv." He tilted his hat down so that it covered the huge grin on his face, "Would you care to remind me a bit?"
"Skinner, from what I heard you've already seen me with out clothes."
"Oh yeah!" He said remembering, he grinned at her and winked mischievously, "Good times, good times."
"For you maybe, I was out cold."
"Well I usually walk around for all to see."
"Yes, but nobody can."
"Touché"