Spooky Scary [#VIOLENCE]

[Essent Rose Allison]

Essent stepped out of the Nexus gate when suddenly a chill went down her spine. She looked around, fogs surrounding the areas and dark hills sweeping across the landscape. The air was fresh with the cold and the skies were darkened by the clouds above. There was no sun shining today.

"Man. Spooky, much?"

Well, she didn't want to go back just as she arrived. At least not now. She needs time to learn about this verse. Step by step, Essent walked through the seemingly abandoned town. She saw some folk running about. And by running I mean walking.

"Man, what happened here? It's like a ghost town," she thought aloud to herself.

She placed her hands in her lab coat's pockets and began to whistle a tune as she walked through town. Some of the remaining folk looked at her as if she was expected to be here. She felt their stares going up and down her body. It was unsettling for her. Thing is, she's been through scarier. Sort of. She's not really into horror-horror as much as she is body horror. But all Essent can do is just walk... Maybe she can come across someone that can assist her.

Just as she thought that, a woman rushed up to her. The other seemed to be in a freak-out frenzy.

"I- My apologies but, you're a Prime. Yes? Please tell me you're one!"

"I am. What's the problem?"

"W-well, I live close to the edge of town a-and... And a bunch of wild wolf beasts were making their way towards us! It's not even nightfall and they decided to attack! You've gotta help us!"

"Miss....?"

"Beverly."

"Beverly. Right. I'll help you out. Just lead the way to where you last saw them."

"R-right! Right. This way!" She took hold of Essent's hand and started to drag her to the east side of town. Essent's feet scampered as she was brought to the location. A few moments later, Essent could heard growling and howling. Seems like they were close.

The woman, Beverly, nodded to Essent and ran back towards where the two came. There was silence throughout the area other than the sounds of wolves and Beverly's footsteps. The young prime called upon her claws...

"Fist of Genetics; Dual Scratch!"

Essent could feel her arms' cells twist and turn just as she called her power. Darker, blacker, her fingers sharper... Her fingers no longer had joints and all that was left were sharp claws. Her arms were then fully black and her hand now with large claws. There was a wolf- A werewolf- who has heard her call and started to charge at her from her right side. Due to it's growl, she heard it ahead of time and managed to scratch it across the chest. The wound wasn't that deep but the attack still hurt it. It's wounded howl alerted a few other werewolves to it's location. The aforementioned group (three, four including the one Essent attacked), made their way into Essent's sight. Their feral instincts kicked in and they went in for the attack.

Essent jumped out of the way of one's lunge but bumped into another who then tried to scratch her. It did, but only her clothing.

"Aw man, come on! That's a fresh set of clothing!"

Once she snapped back into reality after her blurt-out, she rolled out of the way of another lunge. She jumped onto her feet and scratched at an approaching opponent. Due to the nature and effectiveness of her attack, instead of a straight on scratch, it was a deep stab. The werewolf was fatally wounded and, once off Essent's claws, dropped dead onto the floor. The other werewolves were filled with rage at the loss of their brother. Essent raised a 'finger' and made a motion for them to attack. They all lunged forward at her. She sidestepped to the right, out of the way.

"Too slow!"

She scratched deeply into the back of another werewolf, leaving it incapacitated. The first wolf she encountered jumped right onto her as she got up. She fell flat onto the ground. The wolf tried to bite her head but she avoided each bite, moving her claws to dig deep into the wolf's head.

And then there was one. She shifted the now dead wolf off of her body and lunged at the now lone wolf. It didn't move, mainly out of fear. It could only give into Essent's attack. It was alone at that point, no longer in a pack. This adrenaline rush. The action. This is what Essent's body was craving! She was impaling and stabbing at the wolf she lunged at. The incapacitated one let out a whine. Essent got up and looked to the last alive wolf. She walked towards it, stopped, and lowered her head to look in it's eyes.

"Woof woof." She then sliced through the wolf's neck. That... Was that.

Essent gazed around her, blood on her claws and clothing. She didn't seem jaded by this anymore... At least, according to her morals. This was bad monsters against good. She knows about good monsters, though. She played Undertale. Wait, the last one whined, though. And the one before was struck with fear... She could've...

"AW SHNIKIES."

She reformed her arms back to normal before facepalming.

"I could've pacified one! But nooooo my body as too distracted by the action I was doing. Gosh darn it, Essent, this ISN'T PROTOTYPE! It is NOT an all-you-can-slaughter buffet!"

She banged her head. But as she was distracted punishing herself, a bunch of hiding townsfolk came out and approached her. She snapped back into reality and watched at the folks were giving her thanks. She shook hands, gave hugs... She even talked with the folk, learning more about the place's history.

Geeze, this place needs a makeover. And some saving. But she needs to get stronger, of course. She needs all of her powers back.