Fierce

Teeth Ground sharp and Eyes going Mad

It had taken six fully sized men and a sedative to get the mare inside of the labratorys and into the back stall there. Sweat soaked the black body, her eyes wild and her nostrils flaring. She knew what this place was. You couldn't mistake the sterile smells, the metal instruments. The wolves outside had spoken of this place with such hate, that Fierce had tried her hardest to get loose, but to no avail. Her vision kept fading in and out, mostly from the sedative that had been given to her. LETM E GO! She screamed, and it ricocheted off the wall. Noone but the humans would hear her cries....

Sam

Sam walked into the lab. His coat hung around him closely as he descended upon the turmoil. A cruel smile upon his feature the man came forth to study the mare. Everything about this man shouted SINISTER! His prescent would make anyone scared. His voice could make the hardest spine quiver. Now he spoke with that haunting voice.

"Make sure she's nice and sleepy. We have some work we want to preform, and we wouldn't want to hurt each other would we,"he said adding the last part directly at Fierce as his gaze turned to look at her. Her black coat caught his attention along with her fiery attitude. Maybe we could do something sinister today like turn her teeth into fangs...or terment her mind to evilness.

[Fierce]

Fierce snorted and backed up as far as her pen would allow, which really wasn't much. She felt a needle slip into her skin and she skittered sideways into the wall as a man hopped down from the fence. Two sedatives should knock her out enough, boss. Said the man. Soon enough, Fierce began to wobble and her head dropped. Her legs would give out beneath her if they didn't tie a rope to hold her up, unless Sam wanted her to be laying down.

Sam

Sam watched as another of the 6 men tied a rope to keep Fierce standing. He smiled before he began to set to work on Fierce. With a evil thought he decided to give her fangs. Now instead of two front teeth Fierce now had two front fangs. Once done with that Sam went to the mane and tail. Cutting some of the hair he replace it with sharp spikes, but there weren't many in either places. Smiling evily now he stood back to admire his work before he would begin again.

Fierce

Throughout the whole procedure, she moved very little, her eyes glazed over and her breathing somewhat labored and heavy.

Sam

Sam went back to working on the mare. He got out some surgery items and surgicly added wings to Fierce's back making sure they got in the skin and body. They were so close to the shoulders that if when running really fast the wings could flap out, but she wouldn't be albe to fly. When her running slowed the wings would flap right back up into perfect "decoration". Than once that was done he begun working on her skin. He began plastering a tough mold liquid to it almost everywhere. which would harden soon enough making her skin the perfect indestrucdible item.

Fierce

Still under the sedative, the mare moved little to none.

Sam

Sam left the mare alone. He had the man cut the rope so the mare could rest easily. He was nice enough to do that for when she woke it would be hell for her.

Fierce

Pain... So much pain.... The mare let loose a heart shattering whinny. What had happened to her?! Fierce made an attempt to stand, staggering sideways. Thats when she saw them. SOMETHING WAS COMING TO GET HER!!!! She tried to get up once more and run from the black things behind her, but it seemed everytime she moved, they jumped at her, coming closer and closer.

Those things? Yeah. They were wings.