Death is saving me

Her words got through to them. Both Tamsyn and Sirius came rushing towards the cage. Together, they pulled away the bar and the door to Resin's prison swung open. For a moment, the shard of her mind that remained her own flickered and threatened to fade. A husky chuckle pulled from the emaciated fae's chest and her golden eye widened at the freedom that was offered. Who should she kill first? The man or the woman? She could already anticipate the feel of their bones between her jaws, her teeth ripping into their soft flesh, drowning in their blood.

And then her vision flickered. Resin couldn't waste time. she knew that her hold was weak. Not sparing a glance towards either of the wolves in the room with her, the ashen fae surged up the stairway. Claws scraped the stone as she skittered out of the castle and towards the battle cry that had gone up. They were back. Beating them bloody the first time hadn't taught them a lesson. Killing their number, permanently maiming them. It hadn't gotten through their thick skulls that they had lost.

She was old and sick and frail, but she wouldn't let Ulric fight alone. Part of her knew that this was the end, but she had enough of herself left to protect her pack one last time. If she lost herself before the end... Sirius was here. Together with Ulric, they could end her if it was necessary. But not before she did what she was born to do. Kill.

Resin moved out into the night air, breathing deeply and absorbing the coolness and the freedom. Steam poured from her maw as her golden eye scanned the area. She could see the shadows milling about in the darkness. Again, that part of herself that was no longer herself released that husky chuckle. Serrated teeth gleamed in the muted light. And she was off.

The giant woman thundered across the landscape, crashing hard into one of the giant dire's bodies. Her teeth instantly ripped into its flesh and the beast screamed, trying to shake the demon off of its back. Resin imagined that she could hear her own bones clacking together as she struck the wolf, but spared it no second thought. She was here to kill and possibly be killed. Her own well being mattered not. She would protect the Hallows and she would go down fighting.

Teeth speared into the woman's side and a yelp of both surprise and pain bubbled up from within her. The heat from the wound seared through her and Resin grimaced before releasing her grip on the first dire. The second one that had his teeth in her didn't anticipate the woman throwing her entire body to the side. The teeth were jerked out of her flesh and the blood flowed like rivers down Resin's side. Something vital had been struck but there was no time. If she was going to die, she was taking at least one of them with her.

Startled by the crazy fae and her self inflicted wounds, the brute let his guard down for a moment. That was all it took. Hind paws planted and the thin, sickly woman rocketed forward. Her jaws slammed hard into the brutes throat, cutting of his air and slicing into his flesh. Though she had lost muscle during her days in the dungeon, Resin's teeth were as sharp as ever. They sliced through flesh like water and soon the dire wolf was bleeding out, veins and arteries severed. One down.

Another set of teeth bit into her shoulder this time and the woman spun, jaws wide, a guttural snarl erupting from her throat. It took a few bites, but her jaws finally snapped onto flesh. Back and forth she whipped her head, tearing off strips of bloody skin. Her lungs were beginning to wheeze and the blood pouring from her maw was no longer only that of her enemy. The dire had pierced a lung. Torn a hole clear through. Tiny stars had begun to appear before her eye and the sound of the world became muffled and dull. She wasn't done here. Just a little longer, she begged whatever gods were listening.

Things began to move in slow motion. Resin struck out at another passing form, bloodied jaws wide, only to realize at the last moment that it was someone that she used to know. Still knew? Something slammed into her side and the weakened woman felt her ribs creak beneath the force. With one lung punctured and with the other being robbed of air, a low whine pulled from the woman's maw and she staggered, sinking to the ground. The dire was on her in an instant, its teeth tearing bloody furrows from her spine. Something pulled from her, a scream mixes with a squeal and she felt her strength waning. Her hind legs gave out and her back half crashed to the ground. Resin fell to her side, the world around her shuddering. She could feel her heartbeat in her ears as she fell to her side. It was hard to breathe. Harder and harder to draw in air.

The woman's golden eye went wide and her body began to still. One beat. Two beats. Three beats. With each beat, the faces of those that she loved flashed before her. One. Tamsyn. Two. Iolaire. Three. Sirius. Four. The faces of her pups. Five. The man that died. Six... six...

The wolf stood over her, breathing heavily and staring down at her with its one eye. Recognition flared within the downed, destroyed wolf. One eye. Had this bastard come back for Artorias? Summoning every ounce of self that she had left, life flared back into Resin and she pushed up with one foreleg, her jaws opening wide to close around the lower jaw of the one-eyed brute. The sharp teeth of the woman cut through flesh and down to bone in an instant. Placing her front paws against the beasts chest, Resin used the last of her strength to throw her head to the side like a crocodilian tearing apart its prey. The wolf's lower jaw came off in Resin's mouth and it wailed, screaming and flailing and backing away. She never did see what happened to it. She never saw anything every again.

Lifeless, covered in blood, her spinal cord exposed, the woman's lone, sulfur yellow orb was opened wide... and her enemies jaw was still clutched between her teeth.


Coding|Alice. Art|Resin.