A rogue in the pack.

Flying several stories overhead and prepping for an attack, a squad of SHIELD agents checked their gear and equipment while their harrier transport flew over the city. Down below, fires burned from an attack in the downtown area, and things were only getting worse. The SHIELD agents were heavily armed and armored, almost as if they were gearing up to face the Hulk himself during a bad day. With what was happening down in the city, they would not be far off.

“Alright gentlemen, we’re heading into the city to deal with a wendigo.” Barked the group leader, getting the attention of the others as they double checked their equipment.

“I thought the Avengers just tied up a wendigo in New York.”

“They DID! Turns out these things are coming out of the woodworks now, we got ourselves a growing wendigo problem in town and we’re animal control people! Get ready, we’re heading down groundside now.”

The moment the transport landed heavily in the middle of the streets, the bar doors fell open and the squad ran out with weapons aimed and ready. The sight they found just a block away was a small warzone where people fled past them. Up ahead they could see what looked like a chalk white werewolf throw a police cruiser into a corner apartment, roaring out loud and charging towards a police officer still trying to fire on it.

Charging forward, the squad of SHIELD agents made their way down the road towards the creature. Seeing a police officer get tossed overhead, two of the agents managed to catch the wounded policeman while the others surrounded the massive creature glaring back at them with burning red eyes. Finally seeing the creature up close, the agents found themselves staring back at what could only be best described as a massive white tiger with horns on steroids. Barings its fangs and growling, the Wendigo showed no sign of fear or reason behind its wild eyes.

“YOU’RE ONLY WARNING UGLY! STAND DOWN OR WE PUT YOU DOWN!”

“Wen-dee-go…” Charging forward on all fours, the monster leapt forward with claws outstretched until a concussive sonic wave fired from the agent’s rifle. Clutching at its head in both hands and tumbling forward with a cry of pain, the wendigo was surrounded in a ripple of warped air as the sonic pressure built up with the others joining in on the attack.

“Sonic rifles from the Hulk-buster division freakshow, meaning they can take down the Hulk.” Closing in on the Wendigo clutching at its ears and collapsing into a fetal position, the monster whimpered and whined from the high frequency noise. “And let me tell you, YOU are no hulk!”

It had taken several seconds of constant sonic barrage, but the beast finally slumped to the ground ****. Turning off their weapons and circling the wendigo, the SHIELD agents got a better look at the creature while their transport hovered overhead, setting up a harness to contain the wendigo and for them to return to the raft. “Pff, nothing to it really, and to think, Fury said the invisible woman would be tough.” Chuckled one of the agents, kicking the prone wendigo in the shin and getting no reaction.

“Nothing but a big dumb animal.” Smirked one of the female agents, circling the 8-foot-tall body of the wendigo, shaking her head as she kept her weapon trained on its back.

“Hey guys.” Called out another agent, circling around to look down at the creature from its front. “Don’t know if any of you took sex class in high school, but this is a guy not a chick.”

“Yeah… the fourteen-inch dong is a dead give away.” Snorted the female agent, smirking behind her helmet.

“You WOULD notice, wouldn’t you Sandra?”

“Oh, fuck off Carl…” Caught off guard and happening too quickly for the agents to react, the Wendigo awoke and bit down on one of the closest agent’s legs. His screams filling the streets as the thing bit down hard. One of the agents tried to fire into the creature’s face only for it to back hand the sonic rifle with enough **** to fold it in half and recoil back to guard her sprained arm. By the time it let go of their leader and stood back to its feet, the others were already firing at it again with their sonic rifles.

The roar of pain and rage it gave off plus the sonic pressure of their weapons made their teeth rattle, finally backing away to avoid its claws swiping back and forth as it staggered back, clutching at its sensitive ears. One of the agents were able to grab hold of their leader and drag him back as he clutched at his bleeding leg, prying a kit open from his belt to bandage his leg while the rest cornered the Wendigo again.

“Hang in there Carl, I’ve got you.”

“MOTHERFUCKER ALMOST BIT MY LEG IN HALF!!!”

A crackle from the radio in their helmets alerted them to their pilot overhead, having retracted the harness and moving position to fire on the beast now that it was cornered. “You guys might want to get back inside, like NOW! RIGHT NOW!”

“Why?”

As if to answer the question, two more wendigo appeared. Circling the group as they tried to contain just one of them pinned against the wall of a building. One hunched on all fours paced back and forth like a starving tiger while the other shoved a car over, stomping towards them and brandishing its claws, growling. Dividing their weapons fire between the three, they backed off and tried to make their way back to the hovering transport with its landing bay door still open to let them get inside, but that meant only a third of the sonic pressure was being put to the one that attacked their leader. Backing away, they tried to keep the three at bay but apart from dragging one of their wounded and splitting their attention to three targets, it was only a matter of time before one slip would…

“Wen-deeee-goooo….”

Looking behind him, the SHIELD agent hauling his CO looked up to see the air shimmer and bend, revealing a female Wendigo looking down at him and snarling with clenched fangs, her claws brandished and breathing hard as she glared down at the two men. “Well Carl, we had a pretty good run…”

Closing his eyes, he expected the worst. What he did not expect was the she-creature leaping over them and charging towards the closest wendigo and barrel into it. Stunning everyone in sight of the event unfolding before them as this new attacker mauled the Wendigo that tried to attack the SHIELD agents. Hearing a roar from the other two monsters, they lunged forward to attack the female. Raising her clawed hand, the two were suddenly caught in a bubble of bent light, struggling against their prisons as the female Wendigo bit deep into her opponent’s shoulder, causing it to cry out.

“What the hell is going on? Why is it attacking them?”

“Who fucking cares?! Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth, lets get the fuck out of here.” Gathering up at the loading doors of the transport, the SHIELD agents managed to gather themselves and escape, watching on as the female wendigo held off three easily before the bay doors slammed shut and the transport made its escape. Looking out the port holes of the ship, they could see the pandemonium still going on down in the streets as more and more wendigo appeared, causing havoc.

“Was that… Was that Susan Storm?” Asked one of the agents, pulling his helmet off now that he felt safe.

“I don’t know, if it was, she’d be going wild eyed crazy like the rest of them.” Piped in Sandra, leaning her back against the wall as the others did, taking off their helmets and checking on their commander to see if he was alright.

“How are you doing Carl, how bad is it?”

Fatigue and shock still running through him, the man looked down at his bandaged leg and shook his head. The wounds stopped bleeding, and the pain was slowly going away… But there was an ache in his stomach that just did not want to go away. Leaning back, he chalked it up to shock or nausea. “I don’t know, doesn’t feel as bad as it looks… Starving though, anyone got a protein bar?”