Chapter Eight

Kirsty groaned, or groaned as much as she could while still being in her wolf form. Now that came as a surprise, usually if she fell asleep in wolf she would be laid on soft grass in a very large warm pile of other wolf bodies. But here she woke up on a cold moving floor. Jumping and then all most falling over again she stared around the black, grey and brown coloured insides of what seemed to be some sort of truck or something. She stumbled and felt the tight grip of a very human arm go around her neck and belly to keep her steady. She snapped and heard a familiar if not distorted voice,
‘Whoa Kirsty!’ Ludi muttered into Kirsty’s pointed upwards alerted ears. Instantly she relaxed a little, then tensed again, after scanning the room or what ever a little more she saw the lump of body which was an unconscious wolf form of Luce. She panicked, pulling free of Ludi’s arms, diving to nudge Luce in the size, then she saw the same sort of darts that had hit her, sticking from the ruff of Luce’s neck. She wasn’t dead, but she wasn’t far from it. Way too much drugs pumping around her system. Kirsty settled then, going down onto her paw, to lye next to Luce. She found she couldn’t change even when she concentrated as hard as she could. She just couldn’t make it come. Minutes past of Ludi banging on the metal walls and yelling a load of abuse at the driver, where ever he was, then even Ludi came and settled by Luce and Kirsty, running her fingers over their thick fur for comfort.

What seemed like hours past, with a lot of bumping and grinding of tires along what ever road they where headed on. Kirsty had buried her muzzle into the side of Luce’s neck, sensing her friend’s aura, she was alive. It just made Kristy feel bed, no worse. She was Alpha and now she was captured along with her other female alpha and a beta. God knows what had happened to Trey and the rest. Trey. A stone landed in her stomach. He’d asked her to marry him that night. That night that they’d been attacked. She sighed in her wolf form and placed her head on the metal truck floor.
Suddenly the doors flung open and several black dressed soldiers jumped in fired a couple of rounds which contained purple ended darts. All of them hit one of the three women. Kirsty had been mid-air when three darts hit her underbelly and she dropped to the ground, she’d be bruised when she was back in human form. The soldiers advanced, weapons tucked back, thick leather gloves going around her body and legs, lifting her with ease. She wondered with her now foggy brain how much sedative they’d used to capture them, usually it took enough stuff to take down a rhino to take down a fully grown werewolf such as herself. But that didn’t really seem to bother her for some reason, probably a side effect making her all jolly, even in wolf form. As they carried her, Kirsty couldn’t make out anything but whiteness, much like what she’d seen him Simon’s mind all those weeks ago. Finally they stopped and she was placed on the floor. A syringe was placed into the ruff of her neck and everything she’d just felt, the wooziness, jolly feeling and lightness, disappeared and she stumbled onto her side. Suddenly very aware of where she was.
No two way glass, no CC-TV cameras nothing but a white settee and a wooden chair in the room. The very white room. With Ludi and Luce she scrabbled back behind the settee and crouched down, she had a perfect view of the door here. If anyone came threw she was going to throw herself onto them.
As she though it, the door creaked open and a woman, dressed in what looked like a doctors or scientists jacket came in, flanked by two black masked soldiers. White and black where popular around her. In her arms was a pile of clothes,
‘These are for the two unchanged wolves,’ she said to Ludi who stood, rather muddled and took the clothes as the woman shoved them at her. Then she turned and left. Ludi came to join Kirsty behind the settee, sitting on the floor and rubbing her eyes slightly. Slowly Luce, who was still not doing well came around to join them.
A few painstaking minutes pasted and the two female Alphas began to tug the clothes on. It was just black trousers and a white t-shirt that they’d been given, but it was better then being nude. As they stood, Luce stumbled and grabbed hold of the settee,
‘You alright?’ Kirsty muttered, grabbing her friends arm to help,
‘Yeah. I’m alright, my heads just spinning you know?’ Luce forced a smile and flopped down onto the settee.

About 30 minutes pasted before there was any more progress in their capture, the door had opened and a man flanked by about 6 soldiers came in. a broad smile on his face,
‘Hello my name is Thomas Perry, head of the Perry Pharmaceutical Industries. Now I know what you are and I’m very interested on the fact of how you managed to be what you are Werewolf –‘
‘-Werewolf? We’re not were-‘Kirsty was cut off suddenly by this Perry fellow,
‘-Now now M’s Robert, lets not get into an argument. All we want is a blood sample from you all...’ he trailed off as three of the six soldier stepped forward, guns raised. They pulled their triggers and three does of Rhino tranquilisers hit each of them.

What seemed like minute’s but what was actually hours, Kirsty’s eyes fluttered open. Her eye lids felt heavy and it was difficult to move her arms. She soon found out why. She was bound down into a dentist like chair, leather straps with metal fastenings where around her ankles, thighs, wrists and forearms. She grunted, straining her right arm against the bindings,
‘No use in doing that Miss, they ain’t gonna break,’ a males voice not Perry’s, someone-else. She turned her head but couldn’t see the owner of the voice till he walked around the side of the chair. A rather large syringe in hand.
He was fairly hansom with tight curly blond hair and big blue eyes, his smile was nice and white, giving him a friendly look, but as he stuck the needle point into the bend of her arm, Kirsty knew he wasn’t friendly.
‘Gak! What do you want that for?’ she hissed out, gritting her teeth and almost biting her tongue,
‘We want a sample of your blood, ‘cos we want to know where you came from. How you came to be. What ever. Imagine what werewolf blood would do to the Market on pain killers!! You’d heal almost instantly easy as pie,
‘It doesn’t work like that. We, I mean if I was a werewolf, my blood wouldn’t just head a migraine, it would take antibiotics as well. I mean our blood will only heal –‘
‘- it doesn’t matter what your blood does to you, mixed with the right amount of drugs it will cure anything!’
‘Is that all you want us for? To give you a better push in the drugs market?’
‘Oh no no M’s Roberts,’ this came from Perry, who entered the room right at that second, ‘I fund the army as well,’ he grinned then, going to join the mysterious blood taker behind her. Oh great, she though, Werewolf soldiers, its like a movie.

Now - Stone Haven

‘What the hell are we gonna do?’ Trey shouted, pacing back and forth in the living room. Windows where smashed, walls had holes in them, furniture was broken and Kirsty, Luce, Ludi and Nathaniel where all missing. Amy, Hawk and himself seemed to have gotten away with a few scratches and such things. Though Hawk was showing off a big black eye and Amy had what looked like finger scratches down both of her arms and part of her neck.
‘Well I think we should –‘Hawk started,
‘Oh that will never work,’ Trey cut him off, he stopped pacing, back to his two Betas, ‘I’m going to go for a walk, or run, or what ever,’ he strode out of the living room and into the hallway, grabbing his house keys fro the floor where the key hook how lived and his jacket that had been thrown to the floor. Tugging on the leather, he tugged the door open and caught Nathaniel as he fell into the house. ‘What the hell –‘he muttered, dragging the smaller body into the lounge and laying him on the floor. There wasn’t much injury on him, but he seemed to be having some sort of trouble breathing. Rolling him over, Hawk and Amy joined him in examination. Trey scanned the boy’s body, and then tugged out two small silver darts from the side of his neck. He sniffed them and threw them to the floor with disgust,
‘Wolves Bane?’ Hawk asked and his Alpha nodded. That probably was why he couldn’t smell the younger werewolf. The poison running through his veins shunned most wolf things, the change, the smell, most of their strength.
Trey sighed and stood up, ‘I have to find them,’ he muttered,
‘Is that the best idea Trey?’, Amy said, standing up with Trey. Hawk stayed crouched by Nathaniel, checking for broken bones,
‘I wont leave them to be killed Amy,’ he turned for the door, ‘You must understand. If anyone comes, let them in. we’ll deal with it later,’ he muttered, leaving the room. He left through the front door, locking it and heading for the garage. As he pulled the blue door up he scanned over his rusted Mustang and the high polished and much loved bike of Luce’s. Ludi’s car was still in the drive and he didn’t have the keys for that. Zipping his jacket up, he took a breath, grabbed the black helmet off the side and the keys that where hanging neck to it, straddled the bike and turned it on. It purred at him and he grinned, pulling the throttle back and kicking it into gear.

Red high heals clicked against the cold steel floor of the compound. There was a muffled mumbling from behind each of the five doors the heals passed. Each of the doors she pasted just happened to be completely see-through. Not one way glass, just clear three layered fibre glass. The heals owner looked over at each of them as she passed, three on the left side, two on right side. In the three on the left sat three females, one had her back to the glass front, the other two where pressed to the walls adjoin their cells, trying to talk to one another. Across from them, on the right, two males where sleeping. One was on his side on the rather low camp bed they had each been provided, the other was on his front, on the floor, snoring loudly. This was the wolf section of the underground base. She picked up her pace, heals clicking annoying on the floor. So annoying, that the female who refused to look at the glass wall, chucked a book she’d been given directly at the wall, hitting just as the woman in red heals stalked past. She jumped and made a small squeal. Stopping to glare at the wall,
‘I wouldn’t do that if I was you,’ she hissed. The other cells had gone silent, bar the snoring from one of the males.
‘Why not?’ she still didn’t turn around, a long flow of red hair fell down her back, hiding most of her body,
‘Because…because I am Dr Wayne’s personal secretary,’
‘And? What he’s gonna care for? I bet you’re a lousy shag any ways,’ the secretary turned her nose upwards and turned, quiet dramatically, away. She carried on her stalk towards the steal door at the end of the hallway then disappeared through it.
Minutes pasted in silence then Ludi threw herself against Kirsty wall,
‘Kirst? Kirsty? Are you alright? What did they do? Talk to me,’ her questions came so rapidly, Kirsty found her mouth so dry she couldn’t answer them. She just looked down at the bends of her arm, both of them, at the red marks, all three of them, where they’d taken art of her, taken part of her blood. Damned she’d be if they used her blood to make super-what-ever-soldiers. She was gonna get out of here and hurt Dr Wayne.