The Limits

Langdon felt so much anger bristling through him. He leapt up, hearing you and Venable speak. You did this. Langdon lunged after Venable, striking her. He sent her flying back a little, hearing a scream from you. He straddled Venable, holding her head down by her ears. He opened his mouth, a deep growl rumbling from his throat. "You did this." He growled, striking her once more.

You grabbed something heavy, swiftly smacking Langdon with a chair. He roared in pain, turning around to face you. Venable lifted her clawed hands, ripping scars into his back. "You will not attack me!" Venable barked, smashing his head into the floor. It seemed to have knocked him out, the floor cracked. "Perhaps that'll teach him a lesson..." You stared up at Venable, eyes wide in a panic. Michael slowly lifted his head, eyes opening. He let out a low growl, turning to face Venable. "Enough you two. You can fight at The Sanctuary." You hissed, the two turning to look at you.

The drive to The Sanctuary was long, Langdon and Wilhemina were passed out, their wounds from fighting were minor, a couple scratches here and there, a black eye for her, scars across his back for him. Mallory was brought under the disguise of 'Werewolf Groomer', to which you just wanted someone from The Outpost to be there for you. You began to doze off a little in your suit, lightly snoring as you drifted into unconsciousness.

"(Y/N). We're here." You were woken up by a pair of pale blue eyes and a pink nose, jumping a little. Stretching and getting out, you had your items cleaned of radiation and yourself cleaned as well. You were allowed to stay standing due to your condition. Michael and Venable were quick to resume their fight, but stuck to jaw-jousting as they could lay on the cold stone floors. The heat coming from their bodies prompted you to lay on Venable. With a soft groan from her, you were finally laying against her stomach, running your fingers through her thick, red, silky fur.

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Cordelia followed whatever path she had to take, rage burning throughout her body. Her fists were tightened, standing outside The Sanctuary. Whatever it took, she would do it. She had to end Langdon, and it didn't matter who was in her way.