Akira
How long had I been here already? There were only white walls, machines around me, and tables filled with vials to inject me with. There was only pain with those vials but I didn’t know what they were exactly doing to me. I had actually gotten to sleep until that scientist, Dr. Hiraku-I had finally gotten to take a look at his nametag, and turned on the lights and started to play with my ears, which made me immediately awaken even more and spit in his face. He scowled and wiped the saliva off his face but then smiled when he saw it was a shining black.
“Finally. You’re finally infected with the wolf DNA properly, though since you are part human, we’ll have to do something about that,” He smiled as he walked back to the serum table and started to selectively look through all the vials, as if picking out a new toy.
“What do you intend to do with me?” I growled, my voice sounding more like a wolf’s bark. I could feel my canine teeth were longer and sharper by they literally being able to cut y own tongue.
“Why, make you the perfect weapon, of course. This is only to turn you into a full fledged wolf, but only at times where we can control that. Instead of it being the full moon and how you are aligned with the Earth’s axis to be able to do such, we intend to have your features fully change. We want you to be full-fledged weapon, no matter where you go,” He smiled manically and I growled loudly, louder than I had ever known I could do, but I didn’t care. I would use this to my own advantage. I was scared beyond belief; my tail was shaking from it, but I didn’t care.
“Okay, well, now to adjust the table,” He muttered as he went up to a while and started to press a few buttons on it. The table I was laying on started to move to where I was upright and up against the wall behind me. That’s when I noticed my tail and that it was straight black instead of brown and a lot longer than before. It was at least my leg length now.
“Now for a few adjustments to your skin,” Hiraku muttered as he came up to me with a needle and tried to get out of my cuffs once again but it didn’t work. “This’ll only make it worse if you keep moving and I misaim,” Hiraku laughed as he pressed a button the table that slowly tightened the cuff around my neck and I tried to not choke. It made me stop thrashing, which was his intention.
He bought the needle and practically stabbed it into me where my heart would be. I screamed at the top of my lungs and I couldn’t stop screaming as the poison he put into me started to adjust to my skin immediately. It felt like fire was dancing across my skin.
That’s when I started to feel small spikes poking through my skin, which made me scream even more due to the fact that they were porcupine quills. Blood dripped off of each spike making it off of my body, which excluded my fact thank god, and it seemed every piece of hair I had on me was starting to turn into porcupine quills, except for my hair. Instead, I watched it grow longer and longer until it reached to about the floor, which was a good distance away from my feet. It stopped growing after that and I was bleeding profusely through every pore, every piece of hair on my body. I was practically a porcupine combined with a wolf.
“Perfect. Now, to just trim those quills to about the length of actual hair...” And that’s when Hiraku smiled and called in specialists. Once they came in, I struggled every bit of the way but it didn’t help by much because I either kept on getting myself scratched or they kept on twisting and twisting either my left wrist or my right knee with some sort of wrench, which made me shriek and bleed even more. I was surprised that I was still conscious when this was happening, but I was getting tired of screaming. Nobody could hear me, let alone save me...
How long had I been here? It seemed long now... I remember Griffin trying to get to me but he wasn’t able to when I passed out from that gas. Why can’t I remember anything correctly...?
For a while afterwards, I was left alone and I looked at myself and I could still see the porcupine quills sticking out of me... They won’t go away... I would repulse Griffin even more now... Would he even hold my hand like the night before...? Would he still talk to me? All of these questions and more ran through my mind, all about Griffin.
And once the lights were turned off, I cried. I hadn’t cried in a long time and it was the only thing I heard besides the beeping door in the room until I fell asleep.
.:Dream:.
It was raining. Of course it was raining. People were gathered around an outcropping of the Earth and it was dark. We were under a tree and the pitter-patter of the rain hitting the umbrella above me fit right in. It would only make sense. This was a funeral after all.
I was standing underneath Charlie’s, my brother, umbrella and holding his hand. He was about five years older than me but we both felt the same pain. We were saying goodbye to Papa. It had only been a few days since those men had killed him and somebody had given us the money for Papa’s funeral. We were staring at him now, or at least, I was. Charlie was holding my hand and I was looking up at him.
Charlie was a strong person, and a smart one too. He consisted of blond hair that was wild and untamed by combs that went to about his shoulders and dark chocolate brown eyes. He was hiding his ears and his tail, even though everybody here, even the minister, were werewolves, but he felt that he should hide them.
As the minister said the final words, we watched Papa be brought down into the ground after they closed the casket and men started to dig over the grave. I would miss his smiles, his warm laughs, and how he would do everything to protect us. He said I looked like him, as Charlie looked like Mama.
Mama apparently had blond hair, it long and beautiful. She had bright blue eyes and she always had worn dresses. She was apparently so beautiful, it was hard for Papa to keep his friends away from her because she was that pretty. I don’t remember her much, maybe a memory or two, but I know I saw her five years before this, when I was three.
We had been in the library, reading a book together. If I remember correctly, it was the Little Red Riding Hood. She always made jokes about the wolf because he was nothing like people in real life, like us for example.
Now looking upon it as Papa went into the Earth, the book was creepily true. We were monsters. Charlie didn’t like to believe so.
“Come on, Akira. It’s time for us to go.” Charlie shook me a little to get my attention. We were the only people left now underneath the rain-ridden tree.
“Okay, Charlie,” I said with a small squeak as we both started to walk off back towards town.
As we headed back into town and as we passed people, Charlie seemed to get worse in attitude. He pulled me to the side as we got to the dirt street that lead into the forest, which lead to the mansion.
“Akira, you must listen to me.” Charlie got down on his knees so that he could look at me properly. His eyes were showing fear and anger. “Whatever happens later on, you must know this. I plan to find these people who killed Papa, but you must promise to not do the same. I don’t want you getting into trouble,” He told me and tears came to my eyes.
“Why can’t I help?” I started to cry and Charlie looked at me.
“Because you’re stronger than you seem and you must not let that be taken away from you. You must grow up, Akira, and fast, otherwise, something bad is going to happen.”
What was odd next was that he took out a pen from his pocket, took my hand, and started to write something on it.
I don’t remember Charlie doing this.
I looked down at my hand but it was a bunch of scribbles. Numbers and letters. I didn’t understand it. But as I looked at it, it was faded, as if I couldn’t see it properly, but Charlie had written so clearly on it with his black ink. What was wrong with it? What was wrong with my vision? Where was Charlie?
.:End Dream:.
And I opened my eyes wide from the dream to find myself encased in darkness again. I wondered about that dream. It seemed weird and odd, but then again, what I’m being turned into is weird and odd.
And I could only think of Griffin, Charlie, and my mother as the lights turned on and the torture continued.
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~Anime
