Sorry for any ooc-ness you may experience in the reading of this fic.
Time was at a stand-still. The two stared at each other, waiting for the other to make the first move. Mantra was grinning from ear-to-ear, sword held in both hands, even though it was meant for only one.
Thrax, meanwhile, frowned. The body was soon going to die. But his opponent didn't seem to care much about the body...
Actually, she seemed quite murderous. Homocidal. Ready to kill at any given moment.
Finally, a challenge!
They both made the first move, both jumping away in different directions. Then they both jumped forward at each other, sword striking and finally freezing the virus' claw.
Jumping back, away, Thrax snarled. He had no time for this. Places to go, people to infect...
He turned and fled towards the door, Mantra on his heels.
The chase had continued until they reached the dying womans' mouth. They stopped once on the tongue - apparently they were the only two living in the body. The rest had died or fled.
Thrax whirled to face the persistant pest following him. By now, his claw had thawed - but he still didn't want to waste time fighting her. Instead, he waved and turned again, running out of the mouth and catching a draft by opening his trench coat, looking much like a bat. He was quickly out of there.
Mantra cursed vehemently. Well, this was just great! Her partners killer had gone. She couldn't get her revenge... But she would track him down and destroy him. She vowed that. If not for her friend, then for his cowardice - or what she figured was cowardice, and not impatience.
Right now, she had to get out of there. She also had to reach the safety of another body - hopefully the same one Thrax finds...
Before the mouth closed for the final time, Mantra was out and running up Claires cooling face. She wasn't the only one there; she swore she spotted one or two germs running in different directions, aswell.
Suddenly, two fingers came down near Claires' eyes, to close them. Mantra wasted no time in grabbing ahold onto one of those fingers - she was quite near the eyes at the time. Quite convienient.
As the fingers went back up into the air and paused, she righted herself and began the journey of getting into this human. Perhaps she could take the guise of a refugee from Claire, for now. Surely this bodys' immunity wouldn't mind...
Or she could take the easy way and go in through that nice little cut situated a little infront, to the left of her.
The cut would be the perfect route into the body. She wouldn't be noticed much at all. So that's the route she took.
It was an easy task. She soon found herself inside the new body, and moments later in an alley, walking aimlessly towards the light on the other side. She paused and stared upwards, then looked to her sword.
"Some day, some day... I will get my revenge. But for now..." She shook her head, silencing herself. Talking to oneself wasn't a good sign.
Some day, though, she would get her revenge. For now she had to train, perhaps get a few allies to help her with her newfound quest... And get a few new weapons. The sword she had, now, wasn't the best - melee wasn't wise when facing someone like Thrax.
Nodding once, Mantra exited the alley, determination present in her eyes. At the moment, she had to get herself settled in this new body... That was surely going to be a task and a half.
And there! That's the end, for now. I hate ending things - as you can see, I'm not good at it. No matter. The next thingy, the sequel or whatever, will be up next time I get motivated... Which will probably be in a few months, years, or maybe only a few days... Eh, don't hold your breath.