AN: Ok from the passage of time will be , and boding will now be joining. You know I really don't care for the stories that just have Renee give up or Howlyn gets out of character. Although I don't see any real other way that they'd get together. Don't worry thought they will get together but it maybe a little rough on them both.
If I have to follow one more bogus tip I'll...Renee sighed, No that's not true. If even one of those leads has a bit of truth in it all this running around the globe would be worth it.Pushing open her apartment door she flicked on her lights. The brightly-lit room seemed slightly trashed but that was to be expected when you're the head of the fight against the Atavus. Dropping her keys on the hall table she walked through the living room and went straight to her bedroom. All she wanted to do is sleep.
Tousling her hair she quickly stripped her clothes off of her tried form and exchanging them with a pair of black shorts and a white tank top. Renee than strapped her energy blade (AN: I don't know what's called. It's that thing where if you jab it into their heart they die.) on to her left leg. She pulled her global out of her jacket pocket stuffing it firmly into the elastic of her jogging shorts. Ever since she had met Howlyn she didn't feel safe to sleep any other way. She shuttered as a picture of his face formed in her mind. God he was so intoxicating. The way he moves, the way he talks, even the way he breathes screams predator. Why every time she liked a guy did something happen to him. Either he dies or he's evil. .She slammed her fist onto her nightstand. If only he wasn't so bent on wiping out the human race I would have fallen for him. But no he was evil and there's nothing I can do about it but fight him.
She knew he was after her and she knew one day he would find her. And on that day she would be ready. Drawing her blaster form it's holster she made a quick sweep of her apartment. Checking that all the doors and windows were locked. Finding nothing wrong or out of place she crawled under her sheets. Tucking her gun under her pillow as one last precaution she drifted off to sleep.
Creeping out of the darkness Howlyn appeared in front of Renee's door. She was standing right here just a few hours ago. He thought stroking the door in soft circles. His breath coming in heated sighs. Extended one of his energy cleaves (AN: Again I don't know what they're called so tell me or I'll continue to call them that.) he slipped it into the space between the door and the wall. Violently pulling down he sliced through the brass locks.
Grinning wickedly he pushed the door open. It stopped. He scanned the door seeing what was the problem. A small thin chain on the other side was connecting the door to the inside of the wall. After easily snapping it he slipped silently inside.
Leaving the door open he followed the sounds of heavy breathing just ahead. Creeping across the room he peeked into the opening. There lying in the center of the room was Renee sleeping her back to him. Her legs curled up to her waist, her arms hidden beneath her thin sheets, and her hair spread out around her head like a golden halo. Slowly he moved to hover just above her sleeping form.
The light from a full moon shown through the draped window illuminating her relaxed face. Her breathing was slow and steady. Howlyn trailed his eyes down her sleeping body taking in every curve. He closed his eyes sighing deeply as he took in her sent.
"You're mine." He breathed into her ear. Renee's breathing caught slightly but she didn't seem to wake up. He stood there for a moment longer simply watching her sleep.
"I don't think so." Renee said pulling an energy dagger from beneath the sheets sweeping it across his face. Howlyn howled in anger and in pain falling to the floor, one hand over his injured face. Renee on the other hand had thrown back her covers and was now standing on her feet, gun drawn.
He'll be regenerating soon. If I try to get pass him and to the door he may grab me. On the other hand what other way out was there? She thought looking around her room. It was then that she caught sight of her window. The fire escape! She raced to her left trying with all her might to open it. Much to her dismay it was locked. Not taking the time to unlock it she blasted it open, hurrying out on to the platform.
She cursed herself for having an apartment on the fourth floor. It was a very long way down and she didn't have much time. Scanning the street below her she saw just what she had feared, Sandoval's men surrounding her building. Hopping down the stairs four at a time she made it to the third floor. Blasting another lock open she pulled herself inside the empty room.
She ran as fast as her legs could carry her to the front door blasting the door open before she reached it. Behind her she could hear pounding footsteps on the fire escape. Quickly turning to her left she raced for the stairs pulling her global form her waistband.
"Street, Howlyn and his little buddies have tracked me down. They're in my building I need a way out and I need it fast." Renee said reaching the door at last.
"Where are you now?" Street asked looking worried.
"Third floor stairway." She answered she said leaping down the stairs
"I'm pulling up the blue prints now. At the other end of the hallway across form the stairs there should be a laundry chute. It will take you straight to the basement."
"What's in the basement?" Renee askedas she burst from onto the second story hallway.
"An entrance to the sewer."
"Great, don't worry Street I'll be fine." She said reasureingly before clicking her global off and raced down the hallway her lungs starting to burn. When she was almost to the end of the hall she heard an elevator bell go off behind her. Turning her head she saw Ronald Sandoval step off, gun drawn. Just as he leveled it at her head Howlyn burst in from the stairwell.
"No, I want her alive!" He cried speeding down the hall after her. Chalk one up for the Atavus. Renee thought sarcastically swinging her legs into the rather large chute. Holding onto the inside of the shoot she glanced down. Why couldn't I do this on the ground level? Sure hope it's laundry day. She thought letting go. The air around her threw her hair into her eyes blocking her view of her long fall.
She landed with a soft thud as she hit a large bin full of waiting laundry sacks. Grabbing the rim she hauled her pained body out of the bin and onto her feet. The room was dimly lit form one over head light bulb. She could see only two other things in the room with her, a clothes washer and a huge boiler. Looking past it she saw a manhole cover.
Gripping the sides of it she pulled it out of her way. Shinning the light attached to her gun into the hole she saw a long 15-foot drop to the floor. Looking closer she saw a steel ladder leading down. Dropping into the hole she started her climb down.
As she was halfway down she picked up the sounds of footsteps rushing down the nearby flight of stair leading to the basement. Letting herself drop the remaining 6 feet she checked her surroundings. Just 30 yards a head of her the tunnel that she was in made a sharp left turn. Pointing her gun ahead of her she set out at a full run down the narrow sewer, cold water splattering on her legs as she ran.
"Stop!" Someone shouted from behind her. Only moving faster she made the turn and kept on going. Come on move Renee. She thought racing through cold tunnel. Spinning to her right she opened fire as someone rounded the corner behind her. Resuming her course she came to a three way split. Going on instinct she turned right. Looking over her shoulder a few minutes later she saw four large men all in black suits not 40 yards behind hot on her trail.
Shit! She thought shooting wildly behind her. Her legs aced from all the running she had been doing, her lungs felt tight and stranded as she tried to fuel her need muscles. Making another turn she came to larger tunnel. This one had a vaulted ceiling, small narrow openings, and water pouring from somewhere in the roof.
Glancing behind her one last time she ducked into one of the openings. She ran straight into a gate. Fuck! Any minute now they're going to be rounding the corner and there was no way they were just going to pass me by. She looked around her trying to think of what to do. Suddenly it hit her. Pressing her hands against the wet walls she placed her feet under them. Pulling herself up with her own weight she started to climb the wall.
By bracing her arms against one side and her feet against the other she tried to stay perfectly still. Already she could hear the pounding footsteps in the tunnel next to her. She gritted her teeth forcing herself to stay aloft. Her legs were trembling with the effort to keep her up. She could feel her freezing hands starting to slip from the wet surface. Goddamn it hurry up. She thought shifting her position slightly.
As if someone had read her mind two of the original four raced past her hiding place after first checking it for anything. She let out a soft sigh of relief as they're footsteps became a soft sound far down in the distance. Dropping back to the ground she headed back the way she came. No point in chasing trouble. It's not like she couldn't take them out but she never really felt right killing a hybrid. It's not like most of them wanted what they got anyway. As she passed the second split she pulled her global back out of her pocket.
"Street, I'm just under my building I need you find me a fast way out of here." Renee said glancing over her left shoulder. As she made the last turn an Atavus battle cry exploded from the darkness in front of her. By the time she moved her gun to fire it was to late. One powerful blow to her head sent her straight into the wall knocking her out cold.
"Renee...Renee!" Street called out frantic. She stared horrorstruck at her screen. Just a few seconds ago she had been so relived to see her friend and now all she could see was the roof of a dim tunnel. Out of the darkness came a green boot smashing the global into pieces. "No Renee!" Street cried out losing her only connection to her friend.
Howlyn stared first from the broken device then to his prize. He sat low on his haunches snaking one hand out to caress her face. A small trickle of blood poured from a small cut above her left eye. He let one of his fingers trace gently over the wound pulling his hand back to his mouth tasting her warm blood on his lips.
"I'm sorry sir. She was too fast for us." Said one of his men from behind him. Growling he rounded on the person that dared intrude upon him. Extending his energy cleaves he run them through the guilty party. Dropping him to the ground Howlyn turned his attention to the man's partner. He stood perfectly still only letting his fear show through his eyes.
"Set up a portal. We're leaving immediately." Howlyn said scooping up Renee into his arms. Her arms and head fell limply towards the ground. Sighing happily he stepped past he worried solider hastily teleporting back to the mother ship.