Beasts Of Pennsylvania - | The Nature of the Beast |

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When the three beasts saw Davina hoisting herself over the balcony, panic immediately rose within them. Jackson and Charlie were ready to speed over and assist her, but Dean held the both of them back. He knew this time if she was going over a rail, it was voluntarily. She landed on one of her knees, flipping her hair back, seeking out Vincent. Using her beast like speed, she silently flew towards him, kicking him violently in the gut. Her beast like strength sent him sailing through the air, sending him into a wall. He held his abdomen, letting out an agonizing groan as the pain surged through his sides, leaving him breathless. Vincent glared at her through red rimmed eyes, clouded with pain. Davina then appeared at Elliot's side. She examined him to make sure he'd only slapped him. She noticed the back of his knuckles left a few small, slivery gashes with skin peeled back. Her eyes then cut back to Vincent. He paid no mind to the unforgiving, harsh eyes of Davina, and only paid attention to the intense red color that only started to make an appearance today.

"Get them!' Vincent shouted, seething. Immediately, beasts arrived in the congregation room. The group didn't seem to notice how different these beasts were compared to the genetically modified ones. Dean and Davina noticed the difference. Dean remembered the beast he head been reduced to killing the previous night. Davina recalled what Ryan had told her. It was then the two made the connection, gazing at one another from across the room. Before either could warn anybody of this discovery, their enemies made their first move. Vincent's followers headed straight for Marnie, emitting a squeal from her. Xavier was quick to jump in front, having never let his guard down. The two wrestled together as the others battled on. Davina, without turning, caught the weapon Jackson tossed at her. A weapon Dean never felt comfortable carrying, a gun. She managed to catch it before hitting a wide eyed Elliot who became fully aware of the gun hurling in his direction. Davina then aimed her gun at Vincent, earning a scoff from him.

"Even after all that I've told you about them, you still don't see the importance in my cause? You don't see that I will stop at nothing to rid this God-forsaken world of the filth that walks among it?" Vincent asked as he took a few steps forward, nearing Davina, and the gun of hers that was begging to go off. Davina lightly nudged Elliot away. He gave her a worried glance before running off someplace else. "I almost killed their precious King. The beast you seem to look at like he's the answer to all of your problems. That didn't scare you enough?" Vincent continued as he inched closer, his footsteps heavy with anger. "It didn't scare you when I held a gun to his heart? In a moment where he was so weakened, he couldn't save you from me?" Vincent prodded further, bringing Davina's memory of it forth. The frightening event didn't take place long ago. It had been three hours, give or take. Somehow, it was her least fond memory of Dean thus far. Not any of the times he riled her up, not any of the times she felt he treated her unfairly, mainly because she'd come to realized how courteous he had been at times, and not any of the times he made his dedication to saving her life crystal clear. She used to feel so angry about it. How he, someone she just met, seemed to care more for her than any other man she'd met in her life. Not even the man that now stood before her, towering over her menacingly, ever tried to do that. For the third time, the word 'love' crossed her mind. She was glad Vincent didn't posses the ability to read her thoughts.

"No, it didn't." Davina spoke, her eyes cutting upward to Vincent. "Try all you want to kill the beast King, but the fact of the matter is, the damn man's unkillable. I, one of the best shooters in the field, came the closest anybody ever has to killing the King of Beasts. I fired the gun directly at him, but as you can see I failed. I failed because he has the most loyal subjects, ones that would throw their own bodies in front of a bullet for him. That is why you will fail. Because each and every one of them would put their lives on the line for their King. Our family, or I should say my family, would do the same because he is an honorable man." Davina continued with a firm voice. Vincent's lip curled upon hearing the words she spoke. He contemplated laying his hands on her, as he did his youngest son. "You are wasting your time because they will stop at nothing and I will stop at nothing. Even if I have to die and come back as a beast to put an end to you, I will." Davina spat, making Vincent's eyes darken. After turning the safety of her gun on, she stuffed it into her back pocket, and stood in her best fighting pose. She knew she couldn't kill Vincent just yet. He'd yet to inject with with the enhancer. She decided hand in hand combat, what she did best at, would provide the perfect motivation for Vincent to inject her and get it over with. Vincent continued to glare at his daughter as he rolled up his sleeves, itching to beat her black and blue as he'd done with the rest of his children in their adolescent years.