Cause I'm a mother f*cking PIMP! 
**As Blaze slept in her realm of unconsciousness, her body prepared itself through its omega healing factor. Just as it had done months ago with her grueling battle in Valiant and her nemesis Black! He was the one who "slain" her bringing her to this death trap. As the hours passed, Blaze's dreams altered as did her mind. Just as the last of her nightmares faded, Blaze's senses stirred within her dream state. Opening her eyes slowly, she moved her irises around the room, which at first everything was blurry. Blinking her eyes a bit to focus she noticed she was no longer in the chair. Flashbacks provided Intel from her previous engagement in the gene splicer. But what exactly happened? Fox was going to find out and then get the hell out of here! **
**Sitting up slowly, her mind shook causing Blaze to feel dizzy and nauseous. Gently she touched her temples while taking deep slow breaths. Her energy was feeling rejuvenated and even slightly more energized. She cringed at the loud obnoxious sound of a raging bell sounding over the building she was contained in. Noticing an equipment table, Blaze used it to aide her balance, by climbing to her feet. When she stood, she gasped with horror at the bodies sprawled out over the floor. Some were dead while others seemed to be transforming into zombies. She knew how to kill these monsters provided her knowledge from the Umbrella Corporation. Fire could hold them off but Foxfire was unsure if she could use them just yet, especially in this type of sealed shut atmosphere. All fire required oxygen even the smallest of amounts. Noticing she was still dressed in the doctors uniform from her earlier encounter trying to escape. Her first thought was defense, a gun or some sort of weapon! If all these scientists were killed she wondered if her father and Adam were alive too. **
"Here we go again!"
**Her demeanor changed into a cool and collected individual with proper training. She couldn't afford to be an emotional train wreck. But if she was going to escape, she needed a better plan of escape, this place was enormous. Walking slowly towards one of the lab tables, she picked up a scalpel for defense. It would have to do for now until she received some sort of gun. Most viruses had no affect over Blaze, which is why she never got sick. She was almost in a way, the female version of Wolverine. **
"I don't know whatcha heard about me...but ya can't get a fucking dollar outta me!"
**Usually Blaze listened to music when she fought. She had her own soundtrack but obviously that wouldn't happen. Instead she'd need to go with the flow and she'd do just like that with the help of 50 cent. Cracking her knuckles loudly she walked down the hall to explore this maze**
**As Blaze slept in her realm of unconsciousness, her body prepared itself through its omega healing factor. Just as it had done months ago with her grueling battle in Valiant and her nemesis Black! He was the one who "slain" her bringing her to this death trap. As the hours passed, Blaze's dreams altered as did her mind. Just as the last of her nightmares faded, Blaze's senses stirred within her dream state. Opening her eyes slowly, she moved her irises around the room, which at first everything was blurry. Blinking her eyes a bit to focus she noticed she was no longer in the chair. Flashbacks provided Intel from her previous engagement in the gene splicer. But what exactly happened? Fox was going to find out and then get the hell out of here! **
**Sitting up slowly, her mind shook causing Blaze to feel dizzy and nauseous. Gently she touched her temples while taking deep slow breaths. Her energy was feeling rejuvenated and even slightly more energized. She cringed at the loud obnoxious sound of a raging bell sounding over the building she was contained in. Noticing an equipment table, Blaze used it to aide her balance, by climbing to her feet. When she stood, she gasped with horror at the bodies sprawled out over the floor. Some were dead while others seemed to be transforming into zombies. She knew how to kill these monsters provided her knowledge from the Umbrella Corporation. Fire could hold them off but Foxfire was unsure if she could use them just yet, especially in this type of sealed shut atmosphere. All fire required oxygen even the smallest of amounts. Noticing she was still dressed in the doctors uniform from her earlier encounter trying to escape. Her first thought was defense, a gun or some sort of weapon! If all these scientists were killed she wondered if her father and Adam were alive too. **
"Here we go again!"
**Her demeanor changed into a cool and collected individual with proper training. She couldn't afford to be an emotional train wreck. But if she was going to escape, she needed a better plan of escape, this place was enormous. Walking slowly towards one of the lab tables, she picked up a scalpel for defense. It would have to do for now until she received some sort of gun. Most viruses had no affect over Blaze, which is why she never got sick. She was almost in a way, the female version of Wolverine. **
"I don't know whatcha heard about me...but ya can't get a fucking dollar outta me!"
**Usually Blaze listened to music when she fought. She had her own soundtrack but obviously that wouldn't happen. Instead she'd need to go with the flow and she'd do just like that with the help of 50 cent. Cracking her knuckles loudly she walked down the hall to explore this maze**