The Day Before….
Smoke roared through the halls, everyone was coughing and stumbling through the halls trying to find their way to an exit. My lungs felt like they were on fire, my eyes were melting out of my sockets. Wherever this smoke was coming from, somone had let it loose on purpose. It wasn’t until I had made it through my room and through the doors to the main hall that I heard the screaming. People dressed in all black with masks covering everything but their eyes were standing in the hall. Six of them were circled around me while countless others were running about, snatching coughing and screaming people. My mind was fuzzy from the smoke. I couldn’t register how these men had gotten into the Werewolf headquarters, let alone past our security. I was only thinking in detail though, right now I had to escape. I closed my eyes and began to fight.
Fighting had been useless, I was far too weak to have been able to fight well. They had taken me down quickly, but I still gave them a run for their money. I had broken one guys wrist and another’s arm, I also had left deep teeth marks in the hand of another. When they had finally managed to get me into the van I was beat, the smoke left a burning sensation throughout my entire body and my eyes felt like fireballs. It took thirty minutes to get to the destination, that would be an hour running time for me. Big hands threw me out of the van by my arm, I hit hard ground. I must be inside a garage. The air was damp and stale, so it felt closer to an old cave. The large hands drug me into another room, I had lost all sense of my surroundings when he hit my head with a wooden board. When the bag was ripped off my head I had to squint against the light, I was strapped into a cold metal chair. It looked like I was in an operating room, there were drills and all sorts of little sharp objects. A man walked towards me from the shadows and he too was dressed like everyone else, in all black with only his eyes showing.
“I wish I could say I was sorry about what I am about to do,” He picked up a metal plate that had “White Dove” and my age,16, written on it, he also picked up a drill and four bolts, “But I’m afraid that I am not sorry.” He took another step towards me, and panic shot like a rocket through me.
“No.” was all I could say, I tried to break the hold on the table but I was bound by metal. The drill seemed to make a sound similar to laughter and as the bolts bounced in his pockets they seemed to mock me. I started screaming, screaming like a toddler who felt like a monster was in their closet. I only wished this monster would disappear, too, if I only turned on a light.
I was stuck in a room, chains bound me to one side. Tears still slid down my face, the metal plate was stuck to me. The bolts had been drilled into my jaw bones, I wanted to puke at the memory. I couldn’t do anything, I could only breath through my nose and blink away the last of the effects of the gas from my eyes. I couldn’t make sense what this group was doing, what their motivation was, or why they targeted the werewolves. They all seemed to be human, but humans could never pull something like this off. Not without help at least. Reality punched me in the gut, help is all it took for me to figure it out. Delgado had helped them, no wonder they had gotten into the headquarters so easily. I felt like a fool, I should never have banished my own father. He was a murder, he had killed my mother when she had found out that I was destined to be some kind of amazing hero by the Fates, and then he had put me in the orphanage. Now he wasn’t just going to kill me, he was going to kill everyone who opposed him. I felt sick, my head started pounding. My vision turned red from anger, absolute anger welled up inside me like a rocket waiting to launch. The chains made a rattling sound from my clenched fists shaking. Inside my head I was screaming. I heard a bolt on the door click and then it opened. It was another guard, he walked over and unchained me. I tried to lash out at him, to hit him in the head with the metal plate on my face, to cut him with my chains, anything to harm him. He kicked me away and pulled down his mask, he too wore a metal plate. “Toby” was carved into it. I looked into his eyes and slowly began to understand, he was part of a rescue mission. Quickly he replaced the mask and I went with him, more willing this time.
When we had navigated our way through the network of tunnels we had found ourselves standing on a cliff high above a large body of water. The salty breeze gave away that it was the ocean. Levi indicated for me to turn around. I wasn’t prepared for the sight that unfolded. Everyone I ever knew and hundreds I had never met were on their knees before me. They all, too, had metal plates on their faces. I could tell that anyone around the age of eight and lower did not though. That brought slight comfort, though it didn’t fix the black hole forming in my stomach. Everyone slowly turned their eyes towards me, tears stained their faces. I could tell they had stained mine too. It was only a month ago that I had been appointed to Alpha Wolf, and this is where I had gotten my pack.
A booming voice sounded from behind me, “Isn’t this just grand!” I whipped my head around, Delgado stood in between Pery, my brother, and Emily, my best friend, with his arms spread open. I glared at him. His dark hair was cut short and his eyes looked black. He stood tall, all his years in battle really gave him a strong and confident look, but I saw the devil that danced in his eyes. Percy and Emily both wore a sad and worn look in their golden eyes. Emily’s short curly hair was in knots, I could tell she had put up a fight. Percy’s dark hair was messy as well, he too showed signs of a fight. I could only guess how my own white and curly hair looked, and I was sure my green eyes showed nothing but hatred at the moment. “Now, now, Dove. Is that any way to look at your father?” He faked a sympathetic smile, I wanted to throw him off the cliff. “I know what you must be thinking,” He said as he walked towards me, I counted my chances of being able to strangle him with the chains on my hands and they were slim. Instead I silently strangled him in my mind as he casually made his way over. He kept talking about how this was the only solution for the wolves if he was to rule them. “You see, I spent my whole life asking the Fates if I would be the special wolf, the one that could lift the werewolf race to glory..” He stared at the sky as if imagining it, “But alas..” He turned on his heels to face me, “It was my mangy daughter they chose..” He spit on the ground next to me. “Your mother was SO proud of you!” He seethed his fangs of teeth at the mention of my mother, “She couldn’t stop talking to me about how you would be an even better wolf then myself, and how proud that should make me..” His voice got as dark as night and his eyes turned to cold hard metal, “But..that didn’t make me feel.. PROUD!” He spit the last word out like it had personally offended him. I didn’t take but a moments glance down to see that my handcuffs had fallen off, but I didn’t move my hands. I acted as though they were still on, I looked over to Levi. He nodded ever so slightly to me, I adjusted where I was standing. I could just see Percy and Alice out of the corner of my eye, there handcuffs too were off. Delgado was so deep in his rage and screaming curse words to everyone that he was blind to what we were doing. It took exactly five seconds for Delgado to realize what had happened, and those five seconds costed him the top three best fighters out of all the prisoners and his top guard. I could feel his rage roar through the ground. Percy, Emily, Toby and myself were racing towards the edge of the cliff. Below the rabid waters gnashed its rocky teeth at us, welcoming us like its next meal. At that moment I could hear death laughing cruelly at me, the wind seem to try to shove us back. I knew it only took myself ten seconds to reach the edge but it felt like an eternity had passed when I finally felt myself go airborne. The icy waters tugged and pulled at my body, the cold punched at my lungs. I was tossed around like a rag doll, I could hardly get any air. The metal plate was going to drown me before the water did. A wave crashed me into a jagged rock, I managed to grip the rock. I saw that everyone had done the same. The side of the cliff showed a cave entrance, it was a big risk but it was there or drown. I leaped into the water, I could only hope everyone could follow. The salty water stung my eyes, but by now I had forgotten what it felt like for my eyes to not be stinging. We fought for twenty minutes in the cold and unforgiving waters. At the end of the cave was a rocky shore that showed a path to a forest. The cave was easily four miles long and too narrow for any vehicles, I prayed Delgado wouldn’t be as insane as to send someone after us through there. I clawed my way onto the bank, I felt like I was a sock thrown out of a washing machine. I could tell everyone felt the same by the dull look in there eyes. I looked towards the forest, it didn’t even seem real. The smell of pine and wild flowers proved that it was without even going near it. When I looked back at everyone they were on their feet. They stood ready, true warriors. I managed to pull myself up as well and together we set off.
I was right about one thing, it took me an hour to run back to the headquarters. We had sprinted with a speed that we shouldn’t have been able to possess. We nimbly jumped creeks and fallen trees, we became part of the wind as we sprinted through the forest. We had all cried for joy at the sight of the headquarters through the dense foliage of the trees. We hit the edge of the forest and stopped. We scouted out the area with our eyes, since none of us could speak we did our best to communicate through body language. We didn’t see anybody, not a single form of life was within thirty feet of us or the headquarters. I made a gesture with my hand and Percy and Alice knew what to do, they hung back as I crept out from the safety of the trees and into the daylight. It felt like taking off a blanket of comfort, if anyone was around then I was an open target. All my days and hours spent training in the gym and classroom came rushing back to me. I made sure my body weight was even, my ears and eyes were alert and scanning the area. I made it to the doors of an old side entrance without struggle. The fact that nothing had happened yet made me even more on edge. Delgado must have presumed us dead, well I hopped he did. I kicked the old metal door open. The hallway was dark, I could see gray stains from the gas that had infested the building. As I stepped in I got a slight burning sensation from lingering bits of the gas. Papers and books scattered the floor, along with shoes and various other items like dolls and pens. I looked back out the door and held up a fist, Percy was standing beside me a moment later. Together we made our way through the halls, past empty rooms and ransacked offices. The whole place felt still and sad, like the building itself was weeping. I wanted to cry and to run back outside, but that wasn’t even remotely an option. Percy and I neared the end of a hallway and we saw the familiar wooden and gold doors. Beyond those doors was our home, the place where Percy had grown up and where I had only just started calling home. He put his arm around me and we pushed open the doors.
I could hardly recall what exactly had happened next. All I could really remember was Mother Marion rushing towards us with tears in her eyes and cleaning us up, ignoring our metal plates, and then ushering us off to sleep. I had never slept as hard as I did that night, my brain yelled danger but my body kept screaming for sleep. I awoke to sunlight pouring in my window, dust floated through the rays of light like snowflakes. I forced myself to throw back the covers and sit up, I let out a long sigh. My eyes shot open and I rushed to a mirror. The metal plate was gone. All of that couldn’t have been some crazy dream, it was too real. I turned to my bedside table, there lay a metal plate with my name carved into it. Next to it was an unusual smelling cream, a scoop was taken out of the middle of it. Mother Marion must have applied it to my face, that would explain how the holes had disappeared. I shuddered at the thought of that poor old woman taking the bolts from my face. She must have given us some kind of sleeping medicine. Mother Marion didn’t always come off as a nice lady, but she had a change of heart after I had almost gotten killed from a Troll attack. She was a short, dark haired, latina woman who was an expert at all things magic. I admired her, she really knew exactly what to do when it came to healing. I went to the mirror and plopped down in front of it. Slowly I began to open and close my mouth, then I tried talking. I felt fine, like nothing had happened. I threw on a black t-shirt, pulled my hair back with a red bandana, pulled on a pair of jeans and shoes, then I made my way to the kitchen. Once I arrived to the kitchen everyone stopped talking and turned towards me, expectantly. Tears grew in my eyes but not from sadness, from anger. I understood the challenges and the battle that lay ahead of me. The next two days was spent planning and strategizing. I worked myself past my own physical and mental capability, but I was confident. I had the best team behind me to catch me when I fell. Delgado was not going to win, I wouldn’t let him. He is the lone house sitting in the field, and I am the storm that is about to rage through his halls.