Wolf In The City~{Loki's Daughter}

A Not So Good Change {4}

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"Tony!" the man who has spoken before yelled, "Why'd you let the suspect escape?"

"She's a little kid Coulson. And I believe her when she says that she'll come to the tower tomorrow." the man now known as Tony said very naively.

He's a little too quick to trust people isn't he... wait... I'M NOT A LITTLE KID!

Now mad, I continue listening when I hear something other than the three arguing over me not being in their custody.

"Sydney" The voice spoke. It sounds familiar, but whose is it?

{Y Continuamos}

"ummm. Hi?" I spoke, slightly questioning my sanity.

I waited a while. No reply.

Welp. That's me needing a psychiatrist.

I quickly stood and walked to the edge of the roof and looked down at the scene below me. The three were still talking but now walking off to the black car that they (the two men in black suit) came here in. Tony was now in his suit with his helmet(?) slid up so that he could still talk without him sounding all too robotic. He glanced up at me and I jokingly saluted to him. This seemed to amuse him as he smirked, dropped his mask then proceeded to take off to what I assume is the Avengers tower.

I sat at the edge of the roof just watching the men in suits tidy up the mess that I caused. If I'm being honest I felt terrible about the fact that I was the reason that they were spending hours tidying up rubble. I felt the need to jump down and clean up and help all those who were injured. however, as the hours passed I didn't move from my spot on the roof. I was too occupied watching the bustling city come to life as people left work to greet their loved ones and feeling the beautiful, warm orange and red of the setting sun.

It really was beautiful- wait shit!

As quick as a whip I was up and running from roof to roof.

Why didn't I realize it was sunset! UGH I'M SO STUPID!!!

Soon, I had made it back to my make shift place which was literally just a run down attic that I found abandoned in a rough side of town.

I had about an hour until I would start a painful transformation and I needed to prepare.

I went into my 'room', which in reality was just a section of the loft which was separated by a wall, and grabbed a bag in the corner of the room. I unzipped it and pulled it open just to check whether I had all that I needed in it.

The bag contained chains. Metal chains each marinated in a mixture of monkshood and vervain, all very painful for a monster like me. Quickly I zipped the bag back up and stood to leave the room. As I did a pain shot through my leg. Next came a sound. A very disgusting sound if you weren't already used to it, that sound was of bone cracking itself in half.

"Shit... Fuck. Fuck" I'm home too late.

I swiftly dragged myself and my bag into the 'main' room; where I had proceeded to block the front door. My logic being even if I transformed I would't be able to escape and hurt any innocent out for an evening stroll? To be quite frank I really don't understand why anyone would want to walk around in the dead of the night when shady people exist in this world. Alas they do and I can't risk anything.

I cried out in pain as I felt my left thigh bone shatter into multiple fragment. With the healing factor that I inherited from my very 'eccentric' family trying its hardest to fix the bone, I flinched. The magic of this curse was fighting (and winning) the battle against the healing factor, instead using that very factor to make the change quick; the inner beast clawing its way out, using my inheritance to its advantage. This transformation was gonna be quick.

That good though, right? you may be asking. Well yes... and no. Let's list the pros and cons shall we reader? Pro: It's quicker. Less painful. Con: It's quicker. More time for me to escape, in turn more time to hurt others. Pro: I could get slightly more sleep, only IF I happen to tire myself out if I can block this fucking door. Con: Less time for me to contain myself in this already broken FUCKING APARTMENT!!!

Another wave of pain. Another bone shattered and contorting to a less than normal shape.

Change of plan. I thought as I dashed to my bag after making sure that the door was thoroughly locked, blocked and hopefully Cydney proof. I grabbed for my chains a pulled back straight after making contact with them.

Whoops, forgot that they sting.

I successfully grabbed the chains this time and rushed to attach them to the conveniently placed metal loops connected to the floor. (Not lazy writing at all Author. Tut tut *shakes head*) As fast as humanly possible, because I was travelling excruciatingly slow, I wrapped the chains tightly around my limbs just as I had been taught by my mum in my first transformation. Thinking back on that, it wasn't as bad as now. Maybe due to the fact that my mum was talking to me, speaking softly and distracting me from the reality. I was a murderer.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by my right forearm bending backwards... and snapping. Pain washed over my mind and I knew that soon I would not have the strength to keep moving past the pain. I grabbed for a jar of the same mixture that I had injected myself with earlier and took a swig of it. Immediately I felt my body want to spit it out but I forced myself to swallow it. I waited a few moments before drinking more of the solution. My throat felt as though acid was sliding down it and, to be honest, it was. Well to me anyway. Being a Mikaelson had its perks but was also very painful depending on what you consume. I did learn the reason why it is all like that, but I don't like that family nor want to talk about them, so I don't.

Soon,I felt all of my strength leave me,courtesy of the drug and slowly, painfully, started to black out. But me losing conscience does not mean I stop moving. No, instead me losing consciousness paves the way for my little wolfie to come out and play.

Let's us all prey to all Gods, past, present and future, that I don't kill anyone tonight.

//A.N- Sorry ma dudes this ones late but I had exams to revise for. As its the weekend I'll see what I can do for a second update but I can't promise nada. Also, anyone know how to make a drama portfolio??? I is confusion. ya Beany Boi is out//