Ethan and Nigel hadn't said anything since they had left the room behind. The guard hadn't drawn his gun, but Ethan still felt uncomfortable being escorted. Obviously this guy knew that it was Broderick that had 'kidnapped' him, so why hadn't he gone to the top brass? That didn't really matter though as they came around a corner to face the instigator of the fiasco.
"How the hell did ya get outta there?" Broderick asked Ethan, then stopped as he noticed Nigel. "You. Of course it would be you. Just can't keep your nose outta other people's business, can ya?"
"Et's no' so much bein' nosy ahs et es savin' yer ass from gettin' killed, Tim. Ya' should know better than ta hold a grudge against people here an' try an' get back at 'em. Especially McFarland's pets."
Broderick exploded, "I know I told you not to call me by my first name! Everyone else calls me by my last name, even McFarland! You are no exception!"
"An' you," Nigel spat, poking Broderick's chest with his middle finger, "are en no position ta tell me haow ta address ya'! We're both on th' same level, laddie boy!"
Broderick was getting pissed. Here was a prisoner, walking unrestrained through the building, and some little punk trying to keep him from getting back at the one who had humiliated him. And Nigel was still prattling on. Broderick had reached his limit.
The shot rang out through the empty halls of the lower levels. Nigel stepped back, tripping over his own feet, forcing Ethan to reach out and catch him. Ethan looked down and saw blood pouring from his stomach. No way he thought. Was he really stupid enough to not wear kevlar or something? As the thought ran through his mind, Nigel let out one last sigh and closed his eyes as the life left his body.
"Damn," Broderick said. "Didn't realize I was that pissed. Too bad, so sad. Now to make sure you don't talk." He started walking toward Ethan, who was still staring at Nigel's lifeless body, and gave the boy a right hook to the face, sending him flying into a nearby wall. "I'm really gonna enjoy this!"
As Broderick raised his fist for another blow, Ethan found his vocal chords, "You... dumb... tard."
Broderick paused, "What did you say?"
"I'll bet your mom was a whore... you're probably just the bastard child of her and th' milk man..."
The veins on Broderick's head started pulsing, "What did you say?"
Ethan chuckled, "Go sit and spin!" then launched himself into Broderick's stomach, forcing the guard to fall onto his back, allowing Ethan free reign on the guard's face. Broderick grabbed hold of one of Ethan's legs and threw him off, trying to stand up again, but was forced back down by a kick to the bottom of his jaw. Ethan went in for another kick but found himself being tossed away and staring down the barrel of Broderick's 9mm.
"Die you son ovva--!" Broderick started to say but was cut short as Ethan jumped back up and pushed the gun to the side going for the solar plexus. Broderick countered by smacking Ethan in the side of the head with the butt of his gun.
"Don't you get it!?" the guard shouted. "You are out-sized, out-classed, and out-matched in every way! You can't beat me! You're too weak!"
"I m-may be too weak like this," Ethan stammered. "But I know a way to kick your ass easy!" Ethan thought of the first time he'd changed after getting tased. He thought of the second and third time. The time he talked with that strange girl. The time he'd changed with Dr. Helen. He thought of Nigel, dying in his arms. Ethan thought about his weird dream. Ethan thought, and changed.
Broderick just stared as his bones cracked and changed size, as Ethan's skin shrank and expanded and grew fur. In the end Broderick was left staring at a wolf, snarling where a prisoner had previously been. Ethan drew a deep breath, raised his head, and let loose another sonic howl, even louder than the one with Dr. Helen. As Broderick covered his ears Ethan began adjusting the frequencies like it was something he'd done his entire life, overpowering the still ongoing fire alarm. He stopped and looked at the guard, who was now on his hands and knees, noticing a thin stream of blood seeping out from behind the guard's hands, which were still covering his ears.
Broderick looked up one last time to see a flash of fur.
Ethan stood over his slain foe's body, blood dripping from his muzzle where he'd ripped out the man's throat, and let out yet another howl. But this one was normal, a victory howl. Ecstasy coursed through Ethan's being. I know it shouldn't... but this... this feels good.
(Summary: Ethan and Nigel run into Broderick. Broderick gets pissed and shoots Nigel. Ethan fights a losing battle against Broderick as a human, and then changes to his wolf form, disabling Broderick with a sonic howl and killing him via removal of throat.)
...later in the day when a kid dropped a stack of books in the cafeteria, and he leapt up, tore his button-up shirt open to reveal a spandex Superman S beneath, shouted "STAND ASIDE, CITIZEN!" and proceeded to collect their books for them.