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Rated: 13+ · Short Story · Thriller/Suspense · #1737327
story of a werewolf''s struggle to survive captured for experimentation by the government.
DEATH WISH

ch.1
      Its cold.

That was the first thought that my mind processed. I'm laying on something cold. I slowly  opened my eyes and shut them quickly, the light burning my eyes.

Blood.

      I sat up quickly, the world spinning before my eyes as I fell off the gurney. Gurney? Where am I? I sat up on the floor, opened my eyes, and froze. I was sitting in the middle of the room where they do autopsies. The coroner room.

ch.2

      “ What have I gotten myself into now” I asked myself in a shaky voice.

      “ I'm telling you shes healed! Come on! See for yourself!” A mans deep voice said right outside the    door.

      I jumped up in a panic and quickly ran for the only closet in the room. There was just enough space for me to fit in there. I firmly shut the door.

      “ I don't appreciate you storming into my office, and all but dragging me just to see a subject you know is forbidden to be messed with. We've only caught two of them so far of them so far and the girl ones are rare, which means that we'll be killed if anyone finds out--”

      “ IM GOING TO PUT HER BACK! SO JUST SHUT UP AND LOOK!”

      There was some rustling sound then metal moving around then the second guy said, “ So where is she?”

      “ uh I don't know she was right here and--” the second guy took a deep breath that shut the first guy up.

    “ You did what?”the second guy said in a very ominous voice.

      “ I-I-I m-might have took the IV's off of her too, t-they were in the way.” The first guy stuttered.
      IV's? What IV's? I thought. There aren't any marks on my arms or legs, so what are they talking about?

      “You. Dumb. IDIOT!!!” The second guy screamed.
 
      There were some fighting sounds then the first guy said, “ Did you hear that?”

      I froze.

      “ There coming! Lets go before they find out what you did!” the second guy said in a panic.

      The footsteps faded then the door closed with a click and I knew they were gone for good.
ch.3

      I stumbled out of the stuffy closet and fell to my knees unable to stop the river of tears that streamed down my face, nor the horrible sobs that overtook my ability to speak. I'm some kind of experiment. I thought.

      After awhile I remembered someone was suppose to be coming and I had no intention of hiding in that stupid closet until whoever leaves again. So I stood up on my shaky legs and started thinking about the problem at hand.
    One, I had no idea where this facility was located at or even how I got here in the first place.

    Blood everywhere.

My mind shied away from thinking about how I got here. I didn't remember but my mind had built walls around those thoughts to protect to me and it was painful to try to take them down.

    Two, I was wearing jeans, a shirt, and no shoes. I wouldn't exactly have the option of coming back  if we were in the middle of Siberia or some kind of desert.

    And last but not least, I couldn't remember my own name to save my life. Who am I?

    I spotted a chart at the end of the gurney I fell off of and picked it up to see if I could gain some information about myself.

      Subject 2    Name: Stephanie Renee Gates

Sex: Female      Racial Status: White    Hair Color: Light Brown      Blood Type: o Negative

Age: 16            Parents: Julianna Gates/ Michael Gates                    Eye Color: Hazel

Medical Conditions: None                      DOB: 10/31/14                    Weight: 117

Siblings: Brian Gates                            Country: United States          State: Texas

City: Houston                                        State Of being: Shot with tranquilizing dart, expected to wake             
                                                                  in three days. Put in observation room when conscious.

                                                  NOTES
    Suspected  of being a werewolf. Observed carefully for three months before reported capture was ordered and carried out. Subject 2 is to be pressed for information and not to be killed, or sustain heavy damage unless ordered by head scientist. Subject is to be trained in obedience, discipline, and fighting skills after information is received. Transfer to facility in France to began scheduled training takes place in two weeks. Subject is not to be left alone when awake.

    I read over the clipboard in silence and just like that  remembered everything that happened up until this point.

    “ I have to get out of here right now” I said as I tried not to start hyperventilating.

    I ran to the door that guy 1 and 2 came out of, then I stopped and listened for people outside the door. I'm a werewolf and werewolf's have very good senses. I thought and concentrated on that fact.

    A second later, I heard two people running around a couple hallways down but I thought they were far away enough that they wouldn't be coming down my hallway any time soon.

      So I opened the door and speed out the other way running right into boys that must have been running around a few hallways down.

    My senses told me quickly that the boy that looked about my age with the longish black hair was a vampire that was really old and the smaller boy about 9 years old was a werewolf like me.

    “Run!” the vampire told me shoving me roughly in the direction we both were running.

    “Hey, you three! Stop right there and I won't have to hurt you for disobeying me!” a deep voice rumbled coming this way.

    I took off running right on the heels of the other boys. We made a couple turns then a long curve through the shiny white hallway. My strides lengthened and I took the lead realizing that we were moving at speeds humans didn't have a scale for, and couldn't possibly comprehend.

    Suddenly, we stopped as  four humans stood before us. To me, they reeked of gunpowder and silver.
    Silver?
    My eyes glazed over as my I had a quick flashback of how I ended up here.                                                 
“ Stephanie!!” my brother Brian called. “ You hair looks fine lets go, we're gonna be late!”
“ Oh shut up! Its my first day of junior year and your NOT gonna ruin it for me! Your in your senior year and you STILL don't have a life! So go out and get one!” I yelled back with just as much venom as he did.

    Before he could reply mom appeared behind him.

    “ Don't start she warned us.

    There was a knocking sound at the door.

    “ Monica's here, now go! And don't be late home, you both know that its a full moon tonight and I don't want to see a story on the news about two live werewolf's caught on tape.” she growled.

    Brian and I both knew better than to reply to that, so we skittered away into the living room to answer the front door.

    I got there first and opened the door with a huge smile on my face to greet her.

    My smile got lodged somewhere in the back of my throat as I tried not to gag at the sight that awaited me. My best friend was dead on my porch, her throat was slit and there was a huge gaping hole in the sweater that we bought together just yesterday. The warm brown eyes that used to be filled with joy were now lifelessly staring at me in total shock.

    I let out a bloodcurling scream and Brian and my mom were instantly beside me. Their eyes turning the yellowish color that werwolves eyes turn when they get angry.

    “ Go call your dad Stephanie! NOW!!!” mom yelled.

    I smelled them before I saw them. They smelled of silver and gunpowder. They were werewolf hunters. Dressed all in black with crosses hanging from their necks, not that they did anything to us but the silver bullets did. There was four of them and three of us.

    Even though they're human they moved almost as fast as us for people holding huge rifles and silver knifes.

    As I turned and ran for the kitchen en route to the phone,I saw out of the corner of my eye, my moms head get blown of her shoulders. I knew there was nothing I could do for her, so I shed a few tears as a reached the phone. My dad's strong he could take all of them and not break a sweat. But my hopes plummeted when I picked up the phone to hear no dial tone. They disabled the phones.

    Meanwhile, Brian was finishing off the last hunter in his wolf form. As he finished ripping him into pieces, I ran up to him to hug his blood hardened fur. Thankful that at least I had him, until I looked up to see about ten more hunters appear in our doorway. I buried my face into Brian's fur and hoped they killed us quickly but they didn't, they captured us.


I zapped back to the present and growled at the men, intent on tearing them to pieces but the vampire quickly disarmed and knocked out all four of them.

    He looked at me his eyes so deep a red they humans would think they were glowing.

    “ We don't have time for your anger to overrule your rational thoughts, so don't try to attack any one that comes our way. Just let me deal with everything.” he turned and started breaking through the wall while talking to me. “ All the other parts of the wall have reinforced steel which I can't break through, this one doesn't. And also some boy who looks a little like you is waiting outside for you, he somehow escaped being captured but he didn't tell me anything else so don't ask.” he commented in a voice devoid of all emotion.

      My brothers waiting for me! I thought relived he wasn't here or dead. But how did he escape so many of them?

    “ Is there any one waiting for me?” the 9 year old boy asked startling me out of my reverie.

    “No” the vampire said continuing to break through the wall.

    The little boy started crying and I wondered what the vampires problem was.

    “ Hey” I said to the small boy. “ My names Stephanie, whats yours?”

    “ Chris” he sniffed. “ I'm a werewolf like you.” he said with a with a cautious smile.

    “ Well Chris, I'm going to take care of you from now on until we find out what happened to your parents kay?” I rubbed his short blonde hair fondly.

    He nodded, understanding he had no where else to go.

    Just then a huge piece of debris flew over our heads.

    “ Hey, watch where your throwing that stuff!” I yelled at him.

    He didn't give any sign that he heard what I said but I know he did.

    “ Its done” he told us crawling through the hole and not looking back.

    I grabbed Chris by the hand and we crawled through the wide hole. As soon as I got through I was grabbed by two large hands and lifted up into a big bear hug courtesy of my brother.

    “ I missed you” we both said at the same time.

    We laughed and he set me down rubbing my head as I batted his hand away playfully.

    “ Okay, we have to go before the guards come and take us awa--” he was interupted by Chris as he screamed. “watch out!”

    But it was to late because the vampire had already grabbed him by the neck and snapped it before he could even be surprised. Next he went after Chris but I stopped him by tackling him. I wasn't going to stand around and look dumb while he slaughtered the only people left in my life that were still alive.

    He tried to shove me off but I just grew my wolf claws and held on by digging them into the side of his face.

    “ Run Chris! Before the guards get here and kill us! Run and don't come back here!” I screamed frantically while still holding on the angry vampire.

      He hesitated for a moment and then said, “ Thank you for caring about me” in a sad voice. Like he knew I was going to die. Then he shifted into his wolf form and took off, the remains of his clothes floating wildly in the breeze.

    The vampire under me cursed furiously and used his legs to flip us over, ripping my claws from his face in the process. He punched me twice and was about to punch me again when I shoved him off of me with my hands that I shifted back to normal again.

    As I jumped up my senses alerted me to another werewolf's presence behind me. I turned to see my best friend Monica running towards me screaming, “ NOOOO!”

    Shes alive I thought right before something hard struck me in the back of my head. There was a sickeningly crunch sound then my body suddenly grew to heavy for me to hold up by myself as I slowly fell to the soft wet earth. I rolled over in time enough to see the vampires head be twisted from his shoulders.

    Then Monica dropped in front of me and used her jacket to keep the hot blood from gushing out my head. What did he hit me with? I wondered. But I had more pressing concerns to worry about.

    “ Why did that stupid vampire turn on me? How are you still alive? Is my brother really gone for good?” I meant those questions to come out fast and strong but instead they came out painfully slow and very quiet.

    She looked like she was trying not to cry but she answered me anyway.

    “H-he was a werewolf hitman hired by someone to kill you,  your family, and anyone who witnessed him killing you. And I'm still alive because another old werewolf turned me before my heart stop beating.” She gave me a watery smile and continued. “ I'm sorry their is nothing I can do for your brother, he died instantly.” she then lost her composure and broke down crying.

    “ The man that turned me said that you'd be in the facility that experiments on people like us, but that no matter how hard any one tried to save you, you would still die today. That you were born with a death wish.” she was now crying so hard that she couldn't say anything else.

    “ shhh...it'll....be...alright.” I whispered, the last words I said as my voice failed me.
   
My Death wish. I thought.
   
I watched as her tears, tinted blue from the moonlight, fell onto my face to mix with my own blue tears. That was the last thing I saw  as my world, my life, and everything I knew and loved went black and eerily silent.

    I, Stephanie Renee Gates, was born with a death wish.
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