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[Project Nemesis] Jungle Fever
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straight to her?  It
couldn’t be a coincidence that she’d now had four cats fighting over her.  And
none had really tried to kill her.  She knew damn good and well she shouldn’t
be alive right now if they had been.  No one was this lucky, especially not
her.
                It was clear to
her that the wild beasts were fighting each other over her.  And she didn’t
know why.  There was nothing else to explain it but the pheromone all over her
skin and clothes.  She had to do something to hide the scent better, if she
could.  Dirt hadn’t done shit to disguise it and she had nothing to change
into.
                She rolled on to
her knees, and started to crawl away from tangled, fighting bodies.  Blood flew
through the air.  Furious growls and hisses blotted out all other sound.
                Her knees winced
at the pressure of the dirt and bramble on already sore legs, the heavy duty
camouflage pants she wore didn’t help one iota.  Moving as fast as she could,
she tried to consider her options.  She was weaponless, she´d dropped her gun
and knife earlier on, she only had her brain and her fists to rely on.  How the
fuck could she beat these creatures without a gun?
                They were way too
… everything.  She didn´t know what the facility they´d been in had done to
them, but whatever it was, it was too fucking much.  Never in all her
experience had she seen anything like the cat attack.  And it had been the
´cat´ attack, because her team had done nothing.  She´d shot a couple down, but
the rest had either shot them dead, or allowed themselves to be attacked.  She
doubted that they´d recaptured any.  But how could they have caught them, when
they were actually fighting in a formation?  The scientists had totally fucked
with nature, it was wrong, so much worse than testing perfume on rabbits, this
went against anything and everything that was moral and right.  They were the
animal equivalent of Frankenstein´s monster, a total ´fuck you´ to the natural
world.
                She had so much
experience hunting that these cats should never have been able to get past her.
 She wasn´t being complacent, she knew her strengths and her weaknesses,
hunting was one of her biggest strengths.  David, her foster father, had taught
her the basics, and working together, she´d learned more and more, until she
was as proficient as he, only at a younger age.  She was a skilled hunts woman,
but she couldn´t fight these genetically altered creatures--they were too
smart.  Too clever and cognizant of what was happening, they were almost like
beasts but with a human´s analytic brain.  It was frightening, and it was
fucking freaking her out.
                Shaking her head
at her thoughts, as it wasn´t the animal´s damned fault that they’d been
experimented on by mad scientists--she just didn´t want to be anywhere near
them to find out what they wanted with her.  If it wasn’t to eat her, she
couldn’t imagine what else they might want.  Her hands were covered in
scratches now from the dead foliage that lay on the jungle floor, there were
sharp stones and dried, dead pieces of wood that cut and tore at the sensitive
flesh of her palms.  She sucked it up, knowing that she had to free herself,
while they were both distracted.
                Yvonne knew she
was going the wrong way to rejoin her men, but that didn´t matter at the
moment, she just wanted to get away from the two fighting beasts.  She could
still hear them in the background, hissing and growling and screams of fury,
they were odd noises and more fearsome because of that.  If she´d had a gun,
she would have watched the fight out of interest, just to see the genetically
enhanced beasts in action--but weaponless, and injured to boot, she didn´t give
a shit about what was going on.  She just wanted to get back to camp.
                She ducked
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