<a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=98304">@Shadow_Heart</a><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://img03.deviantart.net/7829/i/2016/017/5/f/mystery_legends__phantom_of_the_opera_by_missyumibelli-d50agx8.jpg"><span style="color: tomato">Izaya</span></a>moved quickly and silently through the Canadian wilderness. His camouflage abilities worked better with darker backgrounds but he had been practicing. The blizzard that he was moving through also helped a lot to conceal him and erase any tracks but it made it hard to track a scent. Nobody told him that he would be tracking a Yeti through a blizzard to get a DNA sample. After all, Yetis were supposed to be myth and up until a couple weeks ago, that’s what his employers thought as well until they lost a dozen employees including a crack squad of their security team. That's when they sent him in but then that's usually when they sent him in. When their soldier boys couldn’t handle it, he always came in and played clean up.<br/><br/>For one thing, he couldn’t die, at least as for as he knew. He had been their first experiment, the Prototype. They had spliced him with some many different types of DNA that he didn’t have a fucking clue what he was anymore. He started out as a human but that ship sailed a long time ago. Hell he even had some of that Roswell alien DNA mixed up in there which gave him some of his main abilities but he paid a price for it. He’d been sharing his head with an alien consciousness for a couple decades now and it was starting to play on his sanity. He had to admit that the alien knew some shit and he wanted out from under their thumb every bit as much as he did.<br/><br/>Izaya remembered everything that they had ever did to him. They were supposed to have wiped his memory several times but it never took. That's another little thing that he owed the alien for. Their machine that erased memories doesn’t account for alien physiology. He’d thought of leaving many times but there was really no point. Where would he go? What sort of normal life would he have? Plus, he would always be looking over his shoulder. They would never stop hunting for him. At least he had these creatures to take his anger out on and the alien didn’t seem to mind either.<br/><br/>He felt the Yeti’s claws rip through the flesh of his back, or what passed for his flesh. There was no pain really. It felt the same as pain used to feel but it didn’t register in his brain as pain, it was something else. And instant later through his chest and throat. “No wonder they had us going in circles. There is more than one of them. We should have deduced that on our own. Come beast. We only need a little blood but a lot will serve us just as well.” Izaya stopped and listened beyond the screaming of the blizzard winds for any indication of their presence. Sometimes when he quieted his mind enough, he could hear the thoughts around him. It was still a work in progress.<br/><br/>He/They wasn’t sure if it was a thought but Izaya reacted at the last instant all the same. This time the claws of the beast found only open air but was suddenly entrapped within a half dozen tentacles and then felt the weight of another body on its back. Izaya encircled the beast’s head with a tentacle that was like steel cord and then yanked back. The Yeti’s head twisted around on its shoulders twice and then Izaya planted his feet on the shoulders of the beast and yanked upwards. The beast’s head came off its body and Izaya held it up in triumph. He heard at least two more of the beasts howl their rage at the loss of their companion. Izaya roared back in defiance.<br/><br/>He dropped the Yeti head at his feet and placed his foot upon it then yelled into the raging blizzard. " This belongs to us now." He pointed towards the headless body of the fallen Yeti. "That you may claim and leave peacefully or you may join him." Izaya didn't count on them understanding his words but at least to understand nonetheless. A powerful gust of wind and thick sheet of white brought visibility down to absolute zero. When the gust had passed, the headless body of the Yeti was gone. " They do claim their dead just like the theory. Probably one of the reasons they have remained virtually undiscovered." Izaya knew his plight was not yet done. He still needed to reach the extraction point and they would not retrieve him until the blizzard had passed. Also, the Yeti may not give up on reclaiming Izaya’s trophy. He grabbed the head of the Yeti by the hair and started his trek towards the extraction point.