Predator vs Hunter.

Watching the SHIELD harrier fly off to safety and disappear from sight over the buildings overhead, Susan looked up with wild red eyes. The wendigo she had in her clutches whimpered from the bite she gave him over his shoulder before she hurled him back over her shoulder to the other two she had contained in solid light bubbles. Together they tumbled to the ground and quickly separated, getting up to their feet to face the female wendigo that attacked them. Roaring out her rage at the three and watching them flee from her sight, the trio escaped and left her presence after realising she was too dangerous to face.

the wendigo Susan had become breathed hard and snapped her attention at everything that moved whether it was a breeze or a crackle from the flames nearby. Her mind so completely blank, drowned out by a cavernous hunger that consumed everything in her being, she could not think, or feel or reason anymore. Growling and licking the blood from her blackened lips, Susan fell to all fours and ran. She was hungry again, STARVING again. Jumping over 15 feet off the ground to grip at the stonework of a nearby building, she jumped off her perch to another wall to land on the roof of a three-story building. Like some massive jungle cat, she stalked the streets in the dead of night. Leaping from one roof top to the other and keeping her eyes open for anything else that caught her attention.

Perching at the ledge of a nearby building after jumping to its roof as easily as jumping off the step of a flight of stairs, Susan Storm growled to herself and looked down at the streets below, her tail snapping back and forth as she sniffed the air for scents to follow. What little was left of her mind continued to dwell on the last thing she could remember. Rage, denial, starvation… Guilt. The last image that kept flickering into her minds eye were Reed holding her children close away from her, afraid of HER, afraid of the monster she could see in their eyes. “Wen…Dee…Goh…” Clutching at her skull and growling to herself in rage, Susan slammed her fists into the stonework under her feet, shattering it into rubble. Unable to get the image out of her mind, the she-wendigo roared out in rage.

Hearing a scream off in the distance, her fangs bared into a sneer as she leapt off the ledge and landed heavily on the pavement. Hearing the scream again, Susan’s eyes darted to the sound and ran as fast as she could. Practically salivating as the screams grew louder. Up ahead she could see a woman being chased by another afflicted by the wendigo curse, hunting the panicking woman until she was too exhausted to run, enjoying the sport of it. The moment she tripped and collapsed to her hands and knees, the woman looked over her shoulder to find the brute lung to pounce on her, only to be tackled himself by Susan.

Tumbling into a roll on the ground, the two savage wendigos collided into a car with enough **** to buckle the vehicle and crush it under their combined weight. Getting to her feet, Susan slashed and mauled at the offending creature, her opponent fighting back and ultimately forgetting his prey who returned to her feet and fled the fight to safety. A monster, a monster that scared her husband, her children, she had to stop it. NOW! That was the only thing running through her mind as she bit down on the creature’s throat and shoulder, sinking her teeth into it, and tasting hot blood on her tongue. Then she noticed a ‘thump’ when an arrow pierced the metal of the crumpled car her prey laid upon, the shaft of the arrow giving off a light beeping sound before it went off like a grenade. The explosion sending Susan away from the blast as it consumed the other wendigo in flames.

Regaining her bearings and shaking off the ringing in her ears. Susan stood up to all fours and looked around her, growling and snarling at her would-be attacker. The burns on her skin rapidly healing until it was smooth and unblemished, then consumed again with white fur. Then a trio of explosive arrows struck all around her on the pavement before exploding. Stunning the female wendigo and causing her to fly through the window of a shop nearby.

Stepping out of his perch across the street, the man reloaded his crossbow and aimed it into the ruin window of the café Susan had crashed into. “A predator that stalks other predators, interesting but not unheard of.” Raising his crossbow and arming the arrow tip, Sergei Kravinoff “I have kept my eye on you for some time now; a rogue in the pack is usually left alone to its own devices to be slain by the elements, or slain by another opportunistic predator to end its rampage… How fitting that I arrive then.” Firing the arrow into the café, Kraven the Hunter watched as the entire building went into a ball of flames.

“I’ve already slain three of you so far, as deadly a beast as you all are… I was expecting more from YOU.”

Bursting out of the café with a roar and protected by a sphere of solid light, Kraven was surprised to find his prey unharmed and focusing her blood red eyes at him as her new opponent. Lunging out for him, Kraven managed to roll out of the way just in time before she slammed her fists where he stood with enough **** to crack the pavement.

Rolling back to his feet and reloading his crossbow, the man smirked. “Impressive, you might be worthy prey yet.” Reaching to his belt, Kraven pulled out a vial filled with clear liquid and struck it at her feet, causing a plume of white smoke to explode out and fill the streets. Lunging towards where he was, Susan found herself swiping at nothing, then she smelled the air and began to cough and wheeze, her eyes tearing up from the intensity of the smell in the air.

“Mace combined with an aerosol agent and mixed with skunk gland for extra effect, overwhelms the senses and leaves the prey without sight, smell or taste for but a few minutes… But effective.” Aiming his crossbow at the form of the she-wendigo thrashing blindly in the smoke cloud, Kraven shook his head slightly in disappointment. “I had wished to keep a skull or two of these beasts to hang on my mantle… Shame it seems a head shot is the only way to kill one of you.” Firing into the cloud, he was surprised to find the creature raise her arm towards the sound and the arrow suddenly stopped in mid air just feet from where he stood; unmoving but still armed. Hesitating with surprise for too long, by the time Kraven turned to run, the arrow exploded and sent him back to collapse 9 feet away, padding down the fires on his jacket and pants when he stopped into a roll on the pavement. Looking back at the wendigo, she gave off a roar and clapped her clawed hands together, instantly clearing the smoke.

“Impossible…”

Darting his eyes around him to find his crossbow, Sergei Kravinoff managed to find it nearby but when he reached for it, he found his weapon surrounded by a bubble of bent light and pulled towards the wendigo now slowly exiting the dissipating dust cloud. The creature plucking the weapon out of the air and sniffing it out of curiosity before sneering with fanged teeth and smashing the crossbow to pieces on the pavement. “Wend… Dee… Gooo…” Turning her teary eyes to Kraven, still prone on the ground, the she-creature licked her chops and prowled towards him.

“I have wrestled down lions and tigers to the ground beast!” Sergei boasted, getting back to his feet and unholstering a Russian made pistol in one hand and a machete in the other. “I have slain bears and alligators with my bare hands, YOU are no better than the rest that Kraven the Hunter has ever brought… Hnnk!” Dropping his weapons, the man scratched at his neck as his head was enveloped in a bubble of bend light, preventing him from breathing. Confused and panicking, Kraven found the source was the wendigo in front of him, waving her clawed hand as she approached and with a brief gesture, the man was pulled off his feet and levitated by his neck to her massive clawed hand and iron grip.

Glaring eye to eye with Sergei, Susan growled into the man’s face, her breath hot as a furnace as the man leaned away from the intensity of her blood red eyes. “Wen… Dee… Go!”

“Kraven the hunter falls to NO beast; you will NEVER defeat…”

The roar she gave off caused Sergei’s face to warble, his eyes squinting into tears as her hot breath **** him to close his eyes. Clutching at her arm, he could see her salivate at the meal she had in her grip. Then she did something that confused him. Looking deep into his wide green eyes, the rage ebbed away instantly when she spotted her reflection in his eyes. For but a brief second, the creature looked nothing like the white furred lioness pinning down a mouse, her fanged lips gasping at the sight of her own reflection before dropping Kraven like a rock and backing away, clutching her head.

Taking the opportunity to kick himself away to safety, the man reclaimed his machete and pistol and aimed at the she-wendigo for anything to come his way. Backing away, the creature looked like she was having a panic attack before she roared out and slammed her fists into the hood of a car and folded the vehicle in half, slamming her fists into the car over and over again until it was a crumpled mess of steel and glass. Darting her head back and forth, the massive predator fled the scene and ran, becoming invisible before Sergei’s eyes and escaped.

Collapsing to his back and going limp, Kraven breathed hard and nearly chuckled at his good fortune. “Heh… Heh… You need a nap old man.” Rolling onto his side and picking himself up, Kraven looked around at the proverbial warzone all around him. He had no idea who or what that was, but compared to the other wendigo he faced tonight, he KNEW this was one of the most dangerous creatures stalking the city now. “Perhaps I should return to preying on the spider, yes?”