The fight continued, neither letting up their assault. Amber swept Ferral's feet from under him, and as he fell he did the same to her. The two both leaped back on their feet, springing forward at each other. Ferral grabbed Amber's right fist, but couldn't for her left. So he dodged it and clamped his teeth down on her forearm. Amber struggled to remove both of her hands, even trying to knee Ferral, but he blocked them with his and the two were stuck in a struggle. Eventually, Amber pulled her left arm out, sliding it through Ferral's teeth then using it to punch his stomach. He loosened the rest of his grip, then was forward kicked into a large window of a small shop.
Amber took the time to catch her breath as Ferral slowly got back up from the shop floor. He hopped on the frame of the shattered window, placing his hand on the side as he stepped out. As he did, his hand slipped and was cut by a shard of the glass. He winced, looking at the cut on his palm then back at Amber who was still panting heavily. Ferral groaned in exhaustion, “This…this fight is pointless.” He sighed. “Hmph. Giving up, are we?” Amber taunted. “No, but if we keep this up, neither of us are winning. Look at us, battered and bloodied.” It didn't dawn on them till now just how badly each was injured. Both of their faces were bruised and covered in blood, their bodies lined with claw marks and broken bones. Ferral's severed arm was still dripping blood; his right eye gone. Amber looked at the laceration on her left arm, she scowled.
“You think I would fall as easily as you?” She growled, “Don't humor me!” She lunged at Ferral, ready to strike, all he did was give a small grin. “It's just like we promised…we’d always be together, right?” At that moment, while very small, caught the clone of Dr. Amber off guard, she slowed the speed of her punch just enough for Ferral to jump out of its way. He looked at her confused, her back turned and body shaking slightly. “Uh…hello?” Ferral asked, bewildered. “Shut up…” Amber muttered, clenching both her fists, “SHUT UP!!!” She then whipped back around and charged with full force at Ferral, this time catching him off guard. She socked his face, then unleashed a barrage of attacks that he didn't have time to react to. These attacks were a little stronger now with more force behind them, even the scientists watching were surprised at this sudden outburst.
Amber finished her onslaught with a left kick straight to Ferral's gut, sending him flying back through a few buildings. As he flew, almost losing consciousness, Ferral dug his heels into the ground to stop himself. As he did, his upper body leaned back with the force of the stop. Then he pulled himself forward, hunching over, and grit his teeth….“Not yet….” Ferral whispered before lifting his upper body back, his face filled with determination. “I'M NOT DONE YET!!!!” He roared as he bolted forward, a final rush strength flowed through his body. As Amber ran after Ferral, she stopped by a black flash…a right hook across her face. She was launched back, Ferral chasing after her, catching up and landing blow after blow keeping Amber up in the air. He grabbed her left leg and started spinning the two around until letting go, throwing her against the side of a building. Before Amber fell to the ground, Ferral landed one more attack, ramming his right foot into her stomach, causing both to go crashing through both sides of the building. The two rolled onto the floor, struggling to get back up. While Ferral staggered back on his feet, Amber tried to stand up but fell back down on her butt. Her vision was slightly blurry and her entire body was ready to collapse from exhaustion with each attempt she took to get back up. She looked up at Ferral who had started limping toward her, “You know…in hindsight…” Amber, knowing she lost, tried to reason with Ferral, but was stopped when he kicked the side of her face.
Meanwhile, Dr. Atlas called the attention of the other scientists. “It's time to get back to work.” He ordered, “There's nothing else to watch, all of you leave.” They looked at one another then started to get up and leave the room. He pulled at Dr. Aero as he got up, “Not you.” Aero sat back down, the two were left in the room to continue to watch. “I applaud you, Dr. Aero.” Atlas remarked, “This clone lasted longer than I thought, but this fight has reached its climax.” Aero didn't say a word, instead the two watched as Ferral walked in front of Amber who had gotten on her hands and knees, looking at the ground…fuming.
Back on the island, some of the remaining experiments including Leona and Ezekiel found Ferral, seeing him standing over Amber. She continued to seethe, taking deep exhales through clenched teeth. “No! T-This can't be happening!” She shouted at the ground, “I…I refuse to lose!” She started slamming both her fists against her head, causing Ferral to step back in confusion and concern. “What're you doing?” He questioned as she continued to do it, “Are you insane?” She stopped, lifting up her head slowly, a wide sadistic smile on her face as the blood from her head flowed into the whites of her eyes, causing them to become deep red. “Yes…” Was her only response. Ferral looked at her in disgust before he focused back, cocking back his right hand, claws opened ready to deliver the final blow. But as he went for the strike, his body stopped and began to tremble. He took a few steps back, looking up at the gray sky with eyes wide as he let out a small cough, blood starting dripping from the sides of his mouth, eyes, and ears.
He fell to his knees as he continued to shake, every bone and cell in his body felt as if it was being crushed by this enormous weight. The others watched him with distress, not knowing what was happening. “What's going on?!” Ezekiel turned to Leona. “Damnit! His body must've finally given out on him.” She replied, “But it shouldn't be this severe. Guess he pushed his body too far while in his awakened state.” Ferral’s body soon collapsed on the floor, no longer in its awakened state but still managing to retain his normal transformation, all the while Amber had gotten back up on her body starting to pulsate. Drool started to run out the sides of her mouth as her body contorted, her muscles beginning to expand.
Dr. Atlas and Aero watched with concern. “Aero, what's happening to the clone?!” Atlas demanded. “I-I don't know! She must be trying to go into her own awakened state…but that shouldn't be possible!” The two continued to watch as Amber's body grew, veins bulging from every muscle, her pupils completely gone. “We designed her to already be at her max potential,” Dr. Aero continued, “So her body isn't evolving, but in a way it's exploding. Metaphorically speaking.”
Soon Amber's horrific transformation ended, unlike the other experiments that enter their berserk state, she still kept her original form, but now her body and muscles bigger, and her eyes only red from the blood that leaked into them. She growled with anger, throwing her head back and releasing a humanoid scream. “GROAAAH!!!!” Everyone, including Ferral, looked at her in horror, as she continued her scream. “FERRAL! GET OUT OF THERE!!!” Ezekiel shouted, causing the berserk Amber to turn her head at the group behind her, then aim her sights on Ferral. He looked up at her in fear as he tried to get up, but his body couldn't move an inch. He was completely unable to move a muscle. Amber screamed directly at Ferral, and all he could do was prepare for what was about to come.
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