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Elizabeth Davine
Appearance
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 150 to 160 lbs
Age: Currently mid twenties.
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Nationality: American.
Gender: Female
Hair Color: Black (Original: brown)
Eye Color: Hazel.
F.E.A.R
The boy cursed and screamed in desperation at the masked individuals upon the backseat of the black SUV. The masked individual couldn't help but laugh at the desperate boy within the cage, the small wrists kept together by silver cuffs. It struggled with them over and over as the touch alone burned the skin of the teenager, the irises turning bright gold and back normal as it thrashed around. A snapping sound audible as the spine of the boy started to shift in an unnatural way. "Specialist. Step on it. The sedation isn't working properly.", one of them from the backseat shouted at the driver. Strands of black hair shifted from beneath the beanie as the driver looked over her shoulder towards the thick bars of the cage. The grey fur starting to form on the boy's blanched skin as more snaps followed with each bone that shifted with the transformation. Her eyes growing wide at the sight of such a young child already turning into a beast, smaller then a regular full grown form but still vicious and vile.
The brightness around the SUV became darker as a sharp turn was made through a darker part of the forest just ouside of the outpost. A sudden shape moved along side of the car and not a moment later the car shook violently as one of the passenger doors dented inwards. The man on the front passenger seat relentlessly fired several .45 ACP rounds through the window at the shape, eyes wide with fear as the smaller lycan in the cage thrashed against the bars. Luckily they only gave in a small bit with each movement the creature made against it. The driver's breathing turned rather sporadic as the car shook once more and she fought over it's control. A second set of tail lights send a bright light down behind them, casting a rather eerie shadow of the thrashing around within it's cage through the entire interior of the SUV. Without warning the gunfire rang though the forest, 7.62's rounds impacted around the SUV at a high rate and oddly enough none struck the actual SUV itself the only targets of the secondary vehicle being the loose lycan.
Moments later the darkness around them faded as they entered the small town, the beast within it's cage still roaring and thrashing against the cage. Three of the bars dented severely outwards, almost worse then the visible indentations of the passenger side where the full grown lycan had slammed into. The two F.E.A.R operatives kept their USP's trained upon the beast till the two SUV's finally reached their full stop within the underground garage. The static voice spoke through the radio, "Tranq it. Put it in isolation.". The two men in the back nodded as they tucked away the USP's and drew out two smaller plastic looking pistols that both made a soft popping noise as two syringe darts were released and dug themselves into the lycan's body. The lycan's thrashing continued on for a a good two minutes longer as it's breathing started to slow down and it's thrashing became a lot less. Doors were opened and closed as the group of masked individuals gathered around the trunk of the damaged SUV. "Pop it, Specialist Davine.", one of the men shouted towards the woman seated in the drivers seat. She contemplated while staring into the rear view mirror. 'Could I get out of here. Save it. It's just a kid.'
"Specialist. Don't make me come there and do it myself.", was shouted at her from a person, probably the Lieutenant but it was enough to snap her to reality for the moment as she pushed the red button with the icon for trunk on it. The boy had been forced back into his human form by the sedation, but somehow it remained conscious was it one of the strenghts of being a lycan? It struggled as one of the F.E.A.R agents stuck a small pole the size and thickness of a bat forwards with a clamp at the end that opened and closed. The clamp closing around it's neck to keep it within control. The boy whined and cried as the fingertips pressed down into the concrete floor and scraped it's fingernails against it, eyes filled with tears as the boy scanned the long hallway all the way down. Desperately searching for a way out but all seemed lost as the reinforced doors fell shut with the auto-lock mechanism. The female driver in the first SUV left alone as she clenched the steering wheel, tears flowing down her cheeks.
ESCAPE
(WIP)
Relations
Loved || Friend || Acquaintance || Neutral || Disliked || Hated || Death-Wish
Pavel Loskov - He is my partner. It started of as official partners in the LA-PD where we easily managed to become friends. I knew he was a fable when F.E.A.R made it's move with me as a part of it's specialists. I tried to stay in touch with him as much as I could. I always wondered if he was okay, if I was going to end up being the one detaining or killing him. But F.E.A.R changed me, the things I did drove me away from it and back to him.
Asenka Loskov - Met her momentarily after spotting her and others in a room with a dead anti-fable. She seems. Okay. I haven't really talked to her past that.
Queen Stone - No idea what her name is. That's what Pavel called her. For a hunter she seems okay, apparently a hardass as she's up and running after having been attacked by a fable.
Cillian - I forgot his last name but I know he's a vampire. Not one of the elder nosferatu's but a younger type. I don't know why, but when I met him he seemed afraid of what he was. Afraid that he was going to hurt someone. He tried to help with an investigation regarding a shooting at the apartment block near the park. I hope he won't do what he's so afraid of. Otherwise he's not much better then the rest of his kind.
Vampires (General Op.) - They crave blood to survive. I'm sure some of them are sort of alright. But after what they did. I can't help but not dislike most of them. They've gone down in history books as monsters. Monsters need to be put down.
Lycanthropes (General Op.) - Another cursed creation on earth. They don't desire blood like the vampiric ones but they're violent, they loose control on full moons. Not all of them are afraid of the full moon. Some kill, fight to feel the violence rushing through their blood so they can turn and rip people apart. But... Which ones are the good ones and which one are the bad.
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I'll be doing some edits later today/tomorrow depending if I'm up or not.
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