So I've been holding back on this notion since Megan's creation, mainly out of perfectionism.
I'd left off Luc's story with her kinda getting into crime as an enforcer, so as soon as Megan started out I knew it'd be great to use our favorite vamwolf as a road-block, someone strong and tough enough to force Megan to have to learn and improve.

I might continue this story more, but for the moment, hope you enjoy this flash fiction.

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Suddenly her world revolved.

Megan found herself thrown back from the loanshark, chips of wood flying free as she crashed into the floor. Her mind rung like a bell, her jaw ached, and it took her eye a second to focus as she looked up.

"Hands off the boss, freak." A low snarl came from the Amazonian wolf woman striding up, golden eyes glaring at her. Behind, the loan shark packed green bills into a briefcase carefully, giving a low sigh.

"Careful with the equipment, Howl." He chided, prompting a snarl from the white wolf.

<A villain!> Virtu squeaked in her mind, <We must bring her to justice>

"Yeah, she's not that big," Megan growled, spitting out a wooden tooth, before rising, her buxom frame creaking as wooden plank scales realigned, her powerful legs planted, and she charged, swinging massive hands out.

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Pale fluorescent lights flickered overhead. Megan blinked, eyes adjusting as she took in the aisles of produce, spilled cans and boxes across the floor. Why was she in supermarket? Why did her chest hurt?

"No blood? Damn, you're tough."

The wolf woman was pushing through a hole in the wall, beyond a trail of destruction and broken planks. Oh, right, Megan realized- the beast had punched her through the wall and a couple dozen feet beyond it. Broken bricks and dust billowed as the enforcer stalked closer, looking almost bored.

"Tch, so you can blow down the wood house, big bad wolf? Big deal," Megan forced herself to stand, before laying her hands into the floor, into the concrete foundations of the supermarket. "But how do you handle brick?"

Stone and rebar flowed up as she fused, that same toughness from earlier flooding into her being. Steel spikes replaced her horns and claws, her tan hide hardened to a brick red, and grey armor swirled into place before she twisted around to kick. The wolf tumbled at the impact, her eyes widening and ears flattening at the odd display, and she crashed through an aisle, as Megan's tail knocked over another one behind her.

"Ha-HA! How do you like it!?" She cheered, knocking stony fists together with a quick grin.

"Hrrmm, not bad," Howl stood, licking her chops, and swayed back as a brick fist came for her head, then a jab clipped past her shoulder. "You're a real freak, huh? Here to capture the boss?"

"Here to arrest him! He's a criminal, he's exploiting the city!" Megan snarled, "You lot belong behind bars!"

"Aaaaw, a hero? That's cute." The wolf stopped, throwing both hands up to catch the next great fist, before her knee crunched up into Megan's midriff. Pink stars flashed in the hybrid's eyes as even her stone hide cracked, then a headbutt, a kick and a a massive haymaker followed suit, shedding gravel with every brutal impact.

The hero went down like a ton of bricks. Exactly like a ton of bricks, in fact, as stone scattered on the wrecked floor, and the tan, shark-like girl vanished into the earth. She swam through the solid, tail and hair barely visible for the beast-woman to chase, as she made for the street outside. She needed something stronger. Something tougher. Something to bring even this amazon down.

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