The Hybrid

Chapter 2

How many hours had passed? She didn’t know, all she knew was that she was trapped within the darkness, no matter how much she screamed or thrashed around; no one heard her. No one was coming to save her.

Soon enough she felt the burning pain in her lung as it moved up to her throat, water coughed from her lungs as she gasped loudly. Her eyes opened; a shade of golden now replaced the emerald that she held. Coughing and spluttering; Grace sat up and looked around the room. Strange illuminate screens were blinking and beeping was coming from something next to her head, growling Grace glared at them in frustration.

Glancing around she attempted to move only to realise her body was held down by binds, her body aching and protesting as she forced her limbs to move. Where was everyone? She couldn’t hear the pack outside; nor could she smell them. Their scent was gone, something smelt too clean and it made her stomach churn.

Memories suddenly flashed through her mind as she remembered what happened to her. Anger raged through the hybrid when she remembered some men had taken her from the Elders in order to run 'tests' on her, all she knew was that Grace was a creature that shouldn't exist.

A creature of both bloodlines that ruled the globe, or so she thought.

“Where am I?..-“ She grumbled to herself as she freed herself, her legs buckled and she dropped to the floor with a groan, pain pulsed through her body and more beeping went faster. Grasping at the tubes and needles sticking out of her arms Grace yanked them until the beeping stopped.

Footsteps were dulled and seemed far away as the woman pulled herself up from the cold floor. Her mind spinning and her vision growing black spots as she took breaths to steady herself.

Slowly she heard the creek of a door open, turning her head to look over her shoulder to see a man stood in a white coat and two men dressed in black with some strange looking weapons pointed at her, Grace snarled in warning, nails instantly shifting into claws.

"Put her back to sleep, I want to talk to her when she isn't too sedated..-"

The man in white spoke and left, the two others began to move closer and she instantly shifted to look towards them, grasping a tray and tossed it in their direction just as she heard a bang, it sounded like a Canon but only quieter and suddenly she was blasted off her feet.

Back slamming into the wall, Grace gasped in pain when feeling heat come from her shoulder, looking down to see a dart she groaned as she pulled it out but it was too late, the sedative was already taking its toll on her.

The last thing she saw was black booted feet coming towards her and some form a silver chain before darkness completely took over her.