One of the men radioed the pilot. “Both targets secured.”
“Leave him. I’m the one Avery wants.”
He took out his gun. “You’re right. After th
e mess you caused, the new boss only wants you.”
Avery? Project Sabertooth had to be cleaned up by now. They blew up the facility. “Didn’t he destroy the mess?”
The soldier chuckled. “The other mess.”
Gaby frowned. “Huh?”
“Director Tomlin wants you back in one piece.”
She wrongly assumed he’d been killed by the animals or died in the blast. Now he’s in charge. “The project still exists?”
“Re-located. Now move!”
Gaby threw her body over him. “No.”
The commander barked at his men. “Get her off him.”
“Tomlin mentioned studying him,” she lied.
Gaby clung onto Kane as two soldiers pulled her off and held her. Unable to move, she focused on her charm. A rustle in the brush confirmed her influence. The beasts responded.
The commander drew his gun and approached Kane’s prone body. “Bye-bye bad wolf.”
Before he pulled the trigger, a herd of elk stampeded through.
The commander twisted. “What the fuck!” He leapt out of the way.
Two soldiers screamed, impaled and thrown.
Her captors dropped her arms and pulled out their weapons. Shots fired randomly. Men gored.
Gaby crouched next to Kane, guiding her army of elk.
The commander, who almost executed Kane, fired several rounds at the herd. An elk crashed to the ground, while others dashed around the fallen beast.
Kane woke and went partial werewolf. He grunted, rolled behind the commander and bit his hamstring. The commander hollered and fell. Kane approached the fallen man and with powerful claws decapitated him. He turned to face more men.
The three remaining soldiers slowly backed away and fired a barrage of bullets at the sprinting werewolf.
Gaby asked the elk to leave and they bolted, no doubt spooked by the gunfire and the fierce monster in their territory.
A second helicopter appeared and lowered four men by rope.
The men looked up and took off. Gunfire ensued.
Now, who were they fighting?
Kane in bipedal Hollywood horror movie form edged out of the brush. He flared his nostrils and growled. He grimaced in what must be a werewolf grin and approached her.
Her heart hammered, but she didn’t run from him. He hoisted her, cradled her in his monstrous furred arms and dashed through the forest. He moved as fast as a horse. The soldiers would never catch them. A howl pierced the night. Then another. Werewolves had joined the fray.
Kane stopped, put her down and shifted to human form.