[Quest] The Hunters and the Hunted.

[Demetri Malius]

Gabby fell forward with a hiss, turning back and attempting to catch herself as she fell back towards the mud.

"You son of a-"

SPLUT.

Right in the middle of the mud, all over her arms, legs, shirt, face, hair, just everything was a mess.

"Alright then you little shit, how about..." she swung her foot around, sweeping it under Victor, who started to chuckle as he easily jumped over the swipe, until he found that she used it to plant her foot and stand, leaping forward and tackling him mid-air. Another splat of mud sprayed the trees as they slid along the decaying leaves of the forest. Sitting on his chest, Gabriella gave a smirk, "Well now we are even aren't we,  enjoy your view while you can!" She clapped him with a handful of mud, rolling to get away as he retaliated with his own underhanded toss. Then, a howl in the distance. Both of their heads sharply glanced towards the sound, before both dashing away.

"Hush, he's close."

It seemed that it had worked, as they felt like they were actually making progress towards the werewolf, tracking scratched trees and pawprints in the mud, not stopping for a moment as they gained ground. Gabby huffed a bit as she leaned down, preparing herself. Up ahead was a large clearing. They might be able to catch him there. A disturbance in the bushes.  A growl. A yelp of p[ain as two bodies rolled out into the open.

Victor reacted immediately trying to flank the beast and take a jab at it, finding it surprisingly hard to do so as the werewolf foot kept glancing off his arms and chest, preventing such action. Gabby ferociously fought under the abomination, who had ended up on top, avoiding its deadly bites.  With a snarl the beast slammed Gabby don't before biting into her shoulder, shaking her violently in the air before tossing her to the side.  Victor grimaced at the sight of his ally being thrown out of the fight. It didn't matter, after all, she was a secondary, he was a Prime. With a curl of his lips, victor suddenly phased into nothing while the beast tried to catch him with its claws.

The beasts growled, looking around, checking on Gabby, who seemed to be slowly recovering, until a  searing pain stuck at its heels, causing it to howl.

"Don't you know not to turn your back your sick dog?"

Another swipe caught Victor's cloak, forcing him to duck and roll behind a tree, which protected him from a dangerous looking bite.

"FUCKKING MUTT!"

Gabby came up behind, handgun in one hand, hand ax in the other. Victor had to admit, she looked kinda hot being fucked up and angry. However, he had to focus, taking his chance to slip into the darkness again while gabby fired a few shots, the beast grimacing at the pain and charging at her. cuts began to appear on the two as they fought, nicking limbs as they matched each other's speed, Victor poking in to hit a critical point on the beast's body, slowly wearing it down.

"So loverboy, how are we gonna bring this fucker down, or are you just waiting for the fucker to tear my shirt so you can see my tits?"