<div class="floatleft">(http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6239/6324164006_be5a515640.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Jack Russel<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Werewolf<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dorm Hallway<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Logan<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Jack's fist hurtled like a meteor at the hairy little man's face. He snarled in joyful glee at the prospect of smashing in the little shit's nose, hearing that satisfying crunch of brittle bone and cartilage. He couldnt wait to see the bright blood splash erupting from that condescending face.Jack's fist was only an inch away from its selected target when the little man was suddenly not there. Jack watched as somehow once again the runt out timed his own movements. Jack fully committed could only sweep past his opponent all of his inertia carrying him past the smaller man and into the hallway beyond. While Jack had the ability to recover quickly he lacked the training needed to do so with the speed and grace needed to counter his foe. He was already charging after Jack calling out further taunts. Rage fueled the lycanthrope's human form but its was no where near enough. As Jack rebounded off the far wall of the hallway twisting desperately to meet the runt head on his antagonist fired was already there firing his own fist at Jack. Caught off balance and in a bad position he couldnt avoid the shorter man's well aimed blow.<br/><br/>The fist crashed into the side of Jack's turning head with enough force to snap it back.<br/><br/><wha fuck?><br/><br/>The smaller man's knuckles bit deep into Jack's cheek and the side of his mouth. Jack tasted blood on his tongue as his own teeth cut the inside of his mouth. He could already feel the swelling starting on his face, what the fuck had he hit him with? Jack thought a he scrambled for a better position. There was nothing in the runt's hands but that had hurt like he'd been hit by Mike Tyson wearing brass knuckles! The Jack remember...this monkey had powers didnt he. Shit that's why they were here, they all had powers. Maybe the punk was super strong or a invulnerable like a ninja or some other stupid shit. When Jack shook of the blow he found the runt standing in the hall doing that stupid fucking taunt he'd seen in a hundred kung fu flicks. That little bring it on hand gesture. Jack seethed with fury.<br/><br/>"Dont taunt me you little fuck! Dont you EVER fucking taunt me again!!!" The words coming out of Jack's mouth twisted into animal snarls even as he spoke them. The hair on the back of his neck first bristled and them began to rapidly multiply as Jack felt the change rush through him. Muscle, sinew and bone stretched and tore reshaping itself in an instant into a monstrous feral shape. Jack found the hall getting smaller as he aquired height and mass. Red eyes burned like coals from the pits of hell as the once man now towered above his small opponent. The werewolf flexed its paws stretching out its two in talons for his victim to see and reared back his savage head to let out a roaring howl of challenge. Black lips peeped back to expose great yellow fangs and what was once Jack Russel grinned a hateful, savage grin. The only bit of obvious humanity were the sweats Jack still wore which were stretched to their limits given his powerful new body.<br/><br/>This was a "school" for monkeys with powers, so what the fuck, all was fair game right? Besides, he told those SHIELD fuckers. The werewolf was in a half crouch watching his opponent's reaction, balanced easily on the balls of his feet ready to pounce if the little monkey thought he stood a chance.  The Wolf could not wait to see the primal fear light up his eyes, to smell the fear stink pour out of him in delicious waves. Th wolf began to loose thick ropes of drool from his mouth. Enraged and excited he was hungry for the real battle to begin!<br/><br/><br/><br/>