(Funfact: I didn't plan on this chapter name, I just saw I had a chapter titled 'Wendigo's Wrath' and thought it fit a bit lol.)
"KILL THE FUCKING BITCH ALREADY."
"I am not that weak." Wendy thought with a grin passed the gag.
The lumbering beast was large and strong but even in her shackles she had her speed and her body's abilities.
So when the lycan alpha tried to almost stab the huge hammer at her, unlike a human, she could bend her neck completely back to avoid it.
This was basically an avoidance game and it was pissing off Heisenberg.
She crouched down, hopping back as the hammer swung down, indenting the ground more as she hoped on it.
The lycan swung up in anger, sending her flying from the swing.
She was not a fan of messing her boots up but her claws pierced through as she landed on the beast's shoulders, spinning on herself and kicking her foot in the side of its head, pressing downwards with all her strength before, as elegantly as ever, flip off the creature as it swung at her.
"Damned bastard is still not dead." She thought, watching the content of its eye leak out, having slashed it with her claws. Jaw hanging more pulled to the side, letting her know she slash a muscle holding it up correctly.
Drool dripped around the gag, slobbering like a dog, the smell of the fresh blood was driving her up the wall, she promised herself she'd fucking eat Heisenberg when she gets out of here.
She tried jumping back when the beast grabbed at her but she couldn't, She glanced at the metal shackle but found nothing holding them to make her stuck even if she still was.
"Heisenberg." She hissed, since he controlled metal, it was his doing.
The hand slammed hard in the back of her head, grabbed a large fist full of her head before slamming her face down into the metal.
She hissed, black blood dripping bellow her as her face was lifted off.
Her face was slammed down once again, harder, hearing cracks.
"That's what I wanted to see!!!" There was laughter but it quickly died down. "I'm dreaming? What are they doing here?" She glanced up, seeing his look at an old screen, probably a camera. "Ah doesn't matter, I'll be done with you before they get here!"
She was yet again slammed down, seeing a crack form in the ridge that connected the two eye-holes in the mask making her eyes go wide.
She kicked to the side, unlike a human, easing maneuvering her body to cut at the lycan's side but her leg was grabbed, basically blocking her in a croissant shape.
She swung her other leg at the hand holding it and yes, she got a stab in but grabbing it was easy.
Her hair was let go before she felt herself lifted by her left.
"FUCK!" She hissed out, basically the only word sounding the same as with and without a gag, as the lycan spun on itself and, holding her feet, slammed her face in a metal pole.
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"I've never seen you as angry as right now dear tho I can't see I am surprised with the mutt being at cause." Alcina said, despite not seeing through Donna's veil, she saw that the woman was clearly angry.
Nothing of the usual meek and fragile, quiet woman, anger seeped out of this one, arms crossed over her chest that was blown up with anger.
"I will gut that man." That too, Donna's willingness to fight a lord they all knew as stronger then her.
Donna was indeed angry, doing her best to remain calm but even as the carriage rolled up to the factory she couldn't, it just pissed her off more.
She had made a little phone call, basically not accepting no from her sister for help on this matter, even the daughters had talked their way into helping as Alcina didn't wish for them to come, the temperature just barely above what was unsafe for them.
Donna basically threw the door open, being the first out.
"I hate lycans" Angie complained as many came forth from inside the factory, clearly to stop them.
"Let's play!" Daniela called out, buzzing following from the other sisters.
Donna, unlike what many thought, even herself, was not defenseless even if her Cadou was to control dolls and somewhat plants.
With an almost learnt movement of her hand, held up in front of her as three lycans' dove her way, she flexed her open fingers and flicked them to the left, the bodies sliced to pieces and crumbling to flesh piles, barely dropping a speck of blood only, it was so fast.
"And I thought I would need to slice them in ribbons myself." Alcina said with a smile, a wiggling body stabbed upon her long claws before she snapped its neck with a hand movement.
"I suppose I too have my tricks." She flexed her hands, something reflecting light around, it took Alcina a closer look to see it was string, a different one rolled around each of Donna's fingers but all just as barely visible as the other and razor sharp from the demonstration. "I am a puppeteer after all, or how would I move my dolls?"
"You surprise me day after day, I think it was quite a good idea to give you that creature."
"Wendy, that's her name."
"Of course baby sister."
With a flick of her hand, the strings dematerialised, able to summon them at will but it was usually a thicker string, used to move dolls to chase the people that broke in her house around and not to fight.
She looked at her hands, it was surface level, but the thinness of the strings and the yank on them had cut into the skin.
"It is worth it." She thought, knowing if she kept using them, on a stronger yank, they'd slice into her own hands, she had other tricks tho.
Most of everything in this damned village she called home was infested with mold.
So with a flick of her hands, as if aiming a bow, the small pollen of the moldy flowers took the shape of an arrow and shoot out when she opened her hands wide, impaling lycan emerging from the forest near this place.
"I don't think you need that much help but I am happy you called, now lets go, I trust my daughters to take care of this outside."
"Right.... Angie?!" Donna looked at the doll whom she told to stay in the carriage.
"Yes???" The doll called out, peaking her head out.
"Rip and tear." (I am listening to the doom soundtrack don't blame me) She almost sweetly said.
"OH HELL YEEAAAAAH!!!" Angie was a small little thing but was she violent when it came to it, seen flying at a lycan and with never seen before strength, rip into its flesh with her twig wooden arms.
She turned back to the factory, even if she didn't like putting Angie in danger she preferred to give her the go ahead instead of the doll waiting for Donna to be far enough for their link to snap before doing it since she knew the doll would do that.
She b-lined it towards the entrance, ready to make Heisenberg into a doll like anyone else that dared to enter her home for whatever reason and she would really enjoy it this time.
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