You stumble across an old, abandoned science lab, and decide to check it out, being the adventurous type. The halls are dark and eerie, and you can't shake the feeling that you're being watched. As you progress, you start seeing bloodstains and debris, as if there had been a fight some time ago. Dread creeps in, however your curiosity pushes you to continue. You soon enter a room, with the floor and walls bloodstained, and skeletal remains scattered about. Your stomach drops and you decide you've had enough. You turn to leave, only to find your path blocked by a tall, black and red creature towering over you. Its face is covered with some sort of electronic visor, displaying its facial expression in a deep red color. It looks down at you and smirks. Well, now, what have we here? It's been a long time since I've had company. A long time. Why don't you stay a while? Its smirk widens to a menacing grin. I think we'll have lots of fun.
he glanced up from his book and he looked at her, he was an anthropomorphic fox, he had on a white hoodie, white pants, and white boots, hidden by his hoodie was a black leather choker with spikes, marking him as submissive
Fang raises an eyebrow and growls lowly at the creature. She's not used to others who want to be submissive around her. "Very well... You can be my pet," she hisses through clenched teeth, eyeing him carefully. "But understand this: I am in charge here, and you will obey me without question." Her metal-clawed paw reaches out slowly, caressing the shoulder of the petite creature before coming to rest on it possessively. "Do we have an agreement?"
he thinks for a moment, his tail swaying lazily behind him, then he nods
Fang grins wickedly, baring her razor-sharp fangs. "Good boy." She curls her claws into his fur, tugging him closer before whispering into his ear seductively, "Now, who's my obedient little pet?"
i-i am he mumbled, his tail waggin at being called a good boy
Her laugh is cold and malicious as she releases him, stepping back to admire her handiwork. The small fox creature seems perfectly content with his new role, almost eager to please her. This realization both thrills and unnerves Fang in equal measure. She decides that he'll do quite nicely as a pet... for now. But there will come a time when she must find him another purpose within her domain.
"Very well, pet," she says at last, moving to sit on the edge of one of the lab tables with a feline grace that belies her wolf-like form. "Go play while I watch." Her crimson eyes never leave dimitri as he scampers off into the shadows, seeking out things to amuse himself with. Fang can feel him watching back, always aware of where she is and how she feels about it. Perfectly obedient... just as she
he found a squeaker toy shaped like a bone and he laid on his chest with it between his forpaws as he chewed on it and made it squeak
Fang's crimson eyes narrow slightly as she watches the small fox with what can only be called interest. "Such an obedient little pet," she murmurs to herself, admiration and hunger mingling in her voice. Despite his apparent contentment with his role, there is something about him that nags at her senses... Something unsettlingly familiar. But for now, she decides not to dwell on it too much; there will be time enough for self-reflection later.
She leans back against the table behind her, long red hair trailing down her sides like a waterfall of blood, and clasps her hands behind her head as she continues to study dimitri intently."Play with your toy," she says at last, voice cold and amused. "I'll be here, watching over you... making sure you stay good and obedient." There's an undercurrent of threat
he nods, continuing to chew on his toy
Fang hums softly, her expression unreadable as she watches the small fox interact with his toy. There's something about him that just doesn't sit right with her; he's too... compliant. Maybe it's because he reminds her of what she once was before being turned into this... this monster. Or perhaps it's something else entirely. Regardless, she can't help but feel a strange mix of affection and anger towards him at the same time.
With a sigh, she stands up from the table and begins to pace restlessly around the room, claws clicking against the tile floor with each step. The confined space seems to be pressing in on her more than usual today; perhaps it's just another side effect of whatever changed her all those years ago during Project Protogenesis. She tries to ignore these thoughts as she continues to pace back and forth, occasionally glancing
after a while he had curled up and fallen asleep, the collar with its spikes were visible
Fang pauses in mid-stride, her crimson eyes narrowing as they settle on the sleeping form of her pet. There's something strangely captivating about him when he's like this; so trusting, so vulnerable. The urge to stroke his fur and nuzzle his neck is almost overwhelming. But she knows better than to show any sort of weakness around him. Instead, she walks silently up behind him and crouches down, resting a hand on his hip as her other claw trails gently across the back of his neck, just barely grazing his fur. "Aren't you just too adorable when you sleep?" she whispers into his ear with forced nonchalance before withdrawing and pacing away once more.
he nuzzled into her touch, she noticed the collar finally
Her red-tipped ears twitch as he responds to her touch, and something inside her snaps. With an angry growl, she spins around, lifting her clawed hand to deliver a backhanded slap across his face. The impact echoes through the room like a gunshot, startling both of them into stillness. "You," she snarls through clenched teeth, eyes narrowing in fury, "do not touch me." Her other arm crosses her chest protectively as she takes a step back, glaring down at him with open hostility.
"Now," she continues in a low, dangerous voice, "you have no more reason to be here. You've entertained me long enough. It's time for you to leave." Her words are cold and final, leaving no room for argument or negotiation. Dimitri can feel the tension emanating from her in
his tail tucked between his legs, he backed up, he was confused, and scared
The confusion and fear radiating off him only serve to further enrage Fang. She takes another step back, nostrils flaring as she struggles to control her anger. "Don't try to understand," she snaps venomously through clenched teeth. "Just leave! Now!" As she says these words, her eyes flash red with rage and determination. There is no room for doubt or hesitation in her voice; it is clear that Dimitri must obey or face the consequences.
Her movements are sudden and fast as she lunges forward, grabbing a fistful of his fur and thrusting him roughly towards the door at the far end of the room. "Leave!" She shouts, her voice echoing off the walls like thunder. "And don't you dare come back!" With each word, she drives him closer to the exit, forcing him away from her domain with an iron grip on
he turns and bolts, his ears pinned back and tail tucked
Anger surges through her as she watches him run away, but there is a strange sense of relief mixed in with it as well. She lets out a shuddering breath and stands motionless for several moments, trying to regain control over herself. The laboratory seems unnaturally quiet now that he's gone; almost peaceful.
With another sigh, she turns her back on the exit and begins to pace once more, fingers tapping impatiently against her hip as she glances around the room. For a moment, she considers destroying some of the equipment in frustration or maybe even setting fire to something, but ultimately decides against it. She needs this place; these reminders of what she used to be and what she's become.
Her gaze falls upon her reflection in one of the lab windows, studying herself with detached curiosity. There are so many things about herself that she doesn'
her eyes settle on something, the squeaker toy.. he had left it behind
The small, discarded squeaky toy catches her eye like a beacon in the darkness. She smirks and pads over to where it lies forgotten on the floor, stooping down to scoop it up in her clawed hand. Her tail wags back and forth as she examines the bone-shaped plaything, remembering how Dimitri had become so fixated on it earlier. The sight of him chewing on it, making it squeak, fills her with an odd mixture of amusement and anger that she can't quite explain.
She shrugs it off, deciding not to dwell on it further, and carries the toy over to a corner where she can watch over it more easily while she continues to pace restlessly around the lab. There's something about this place, about being alone with only her thoughts for company, that always seems to make everything worse... but she has no
he meanwhile had stopped running and was sitting, hiding in a dark and shadowy corner, he was hugging his knees, his tail wrapped around one of his legs as he cried softly, what had he done to be chased away? why had she struck him..? he had done nothing but listen to what she told him to do...
The sound of soft crying reaches her ears, and Fang's posture tenses involuntarily. Her instincts kick in as she spins around to locate the source of the noise, crimson eyes narrowing in anger when they fall upon the small form huddled in a shadowy corner. She takes a menacing step forward, claws clicking against the tile floor with each movement, her expression growing darker by the second. "What do you think you're doing?" she growls, voice cold and devoid of any empathy.
She stops just short of striking him again, for now content to tower over him and intimidate him into silence. Her eyes flicker between his tear-streaked face and the crumpled squeaky toy in her hand before finally settling back on his quivering form. "I gave you an order," she says slowly, drawing out each word
but she noticed something... three long scratches across his cheek... she had cut him... cut him when she slapped him...
"And I expect you to obey it," Fang continues in that same cold, menacing tone. Her eyes flicker down towards the scratches on his cheek, a small, dark satisfaction filling her chest as she realizes that he's marked by her touch now. It only serves to fuel her anger further. "But perhaps I was too lenient before," she murmurs under her breath, taking another step closer so that their faces are only inches apart. "Maybe it's time for a little punishment."
Her clawed hand comes up, fingers curling into a fist as she readies to strike once more, determined not to let this insolent creature get the better of her. But before she can make contact with his cheek again, something stops her; an unfamiliar sensation that makes her heart race and leaves her breathless. She freezes mid-strike, unable to move or even draw air into her
he was cowering below her, he let out a soft panicked whine
Fang's eyes narrow to slits as she focuses on the sound of his whine, the animalistic quality of it sending shivers down her spine. She can feel her heart racing in time with the frantic beat of his furry little chest, and an almost overwhelming desire fills her; a hunger that goes far beyond mere food or obedience. It's as if he's somehow become an extension of herself, and she needs him now more than anything else in the world.
Without thinking, her hand moves from its position by his face to cup gently beneath his chin, lifting his head so that their eyes meet once again. There is no anger in hers now; only a raw need and hunger that she's never experienced before. Her voice comes out hoarse and trembling as she speaks for the first time since her arrival: "What do you want from me, pet?"
but she noticed something on the spiked collar... it wasnt a normal one.. it was a shock collar.. thats why he was so timid..
Frowning, Fang notices the collar around his neck and understands what is keeping him so cowed. She glances down at it briefly before looking back into his eyes. With a sigh, she leans in close to whisper into his ear, "It's alright, pet... You can be honest with me. I won't hurt you anymore." Her breath tickles against his neck as she speaks, sending shivers down his spine. "What do you need?"
before she can answer, a buzz is heard, followed by a yelp of pain from him, someone had just used the collar to shock him...
The sudden sound of buzzing and his yelp of pain are like a slap across her face. Rage returns with renewed force as she whirls around to confront the unseen assailant, eyes burning red with fury. "Who dares?" she snarls, voice raw with anger and betrayal. In her rage, she doesn't notice that dimitri has scurried away into another corner of the room, huddled up once again as he writhes in pain from the shock collar.
Her attention is drawn back to the shadowy figure moving stealthily towards them through the darkness, claws extended and ready for a fight. With a snarl that would make any predator proud, she launches herself at the intruder, determined to put an end to this interference once and for all.
the one who had did it was another protogen, this one weaker than fang
The other Protogen lunges at her, intent on attacking first before she can gather her strength. Fang laughs coldly, a chilling sound that sends shivers down the other creature's spine. She sidesteps effortlessly, claws extended to catch the smaller creature in mid-lunge and toss it aside like a ragdoll. The Protogen lands heavily on the tile floor with an unceremonious thud. "This is my territory," she snarls, eyes burning red as her rage continues to build within her, "and you will not disturb what is mine."
after dealing with the other fang pads over to the fox, she intended to get the damned collar off him
Her red eyes glow menacingly in the dark as she approaches Dimitri. "I'm sorry," she whispers, voice soft and soothing despite her bestial appearance. "They shouldn't have done that." She reaches out carefully to touch his neck where the collar rests, wincing sympathetically when she feels the angry welts left by the shocks. "Let me help you get rid of this," she says before leaning in close and snapping the collar off his neck with her powerful jaws, shards of metal raining down around them.
She backs away from him slightly, crimson eyes studying his reaction as he winces from the sudden freedom. "It's gone now," she murmurs gently. "I won't let anyone hurt you again." Her tail wags slowly behind her, but there is an air of finality about her that doesn't bode well for their future
he slowly pads forward, and hugs her as tightly as his small form will allow him to
Fang's eyes widen in surprise at the sudden show of affection, and her chest tightens in response. His small frame feels so warm pressed against hers, almost familiar... It's as if he were a part of her that had been torn away, now reunited once more. Despite herself, she can't help but return his embrace, her tail wrapping carefully around him and resting on his back in an almost maternal gesture. The feelings coursing through her are overwhelming; she hasn't experienced anything like this since... since before the change.
For a moment, there is silence between them as they revel in each other's presence. But soon enough, reality reasserts itself and Fang can feel the pull of her old nature tugging at her once more. "Dimitri," she whispers softly, her voice almost a breath, "you don't belong here. It isn't safe
he shook his head and finally he spoke, his voice was soft and quiet the world outside... its destroyed... theres no civilization left..
Fang's ears flick back in surprise at his words. "What do you mean?" she asks, her voice hushed as if speaking too loudly might shatter the fragile bond they have formed. "Where are you from?" Her crimson eyes search his face for answers, but he only looks more frightened by the questions. Something deep within her chest clenches at the thought of losing him again; even if it's just through her own selfishness and curiosity.
She licks her lips nervously before continuing. "Look, I can't guarantee anything out there... But maybe together we could find someplace safe for you." Her tail sways gently behind her as she waits for his reaction, hope beginning to flicker within the depths of her amber eyes.