The thought that got Steve through Project Rebirth even when he felt like his heart was less than a beat from giving out was that if he could just get through it, grit his teeth and get to the other side of the pain like he had countless times before, this time he would come out a changed man. This time his pain would have purpose. Either that, or he would die.
This transformation was a lot like that: an excruciating and utterly foreign kind of pain that wasn't sure he could survive. But where he had been determined then, this time he was terrified.
When he finally felt, inexplicably and yet undeniably, that the transformation was complete, the terror didn't retreat. The one thing that cut through it was knowing that his first priority had to be getting far away, where he could be sure that whatever was happening, he wouldn't be a danger to anyone else.
He didn't get far before he realized the obvious trail that his footprints would leave. Climbing the tree had seemed clever at the time, but he soon found himself growling in frustration as the beam of Sam's flashlight honed in on him. He bared his teeth, wishing Sam would decide it wasn't worth the trouble and head back inside.
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This transformation was a lot like that: an excruciating and utterly foreign kind of pain that wasn't sure he could survive. But where he had been determined then, this time he was terrified.
When he finally felt, inexplicably and yet undeniably, that the transformation was complete, the terror didn't retreat. The one thing that cut through it was knowing that his first priority had to be getting far away, where he could be sure that whatever was happening, he wouldn't be a danger to anyone else.
He didn't get far before he realized the obvious trail that his footprints would leave. Climbing the tree had seemed clever at the time, but he soon found himself growling in frustration as the beam of Sam's flashlight honed in on him. He bared his teeth, wishing Sam would decide it wasn't worth the trouble and head back inside.