Howl Of Fame (TO BE PUBLISHED)

Chapter 2

"Subject 400-B is capable of prevailing the genetic of Lycan, sir," a girl with her shrubs suit said. On the right side of her chest was her brassy nameplate. Dennis.

Behind the glass wall was Doctor Blake. At the back of him were five more people wearing lab coats, holding silver charts, and a folder.

Pinagilan ko sila nang makitang may ilalagay na naman ulit sila sa ilalim ng aking balat. Hindi ko alam kung kailan ako magiging halimaw ulit. I can still feel the monster they've injected into me.

"Please d-don't come near!" takot kong pigil sa kanila. Pero patuloy lamang sila sa paglapit. "I don't want to harm you."

They ran a test again, locking tight the shackles on my wrist and ankle. Nanghihina at nangingig ang buo kong katawan. I feel like someone was trying to take my sand away from me again.

"P-please stop!" I begged. Nanghihina na ang buo kong katawan dahil sa kulay ube niyang itinurok sa aking balat. I can feel how my skin ripped inside. The veins on my pale skin become visible.

"Don't worry. Malapit na itong matapos. Makakauwi ka na rin," her soft voice convinces me. And there I thought I could taste what she means about going home because, after all, home is still a conjecture; it is nothing but pain and screams.

MINULAT ko ang mata ko nang narinig ang tunog ng kadena. Another dream. Another stupid dream. I run my finger through my hair and roam my gaze. I can't believe I unconsciously slept in my cage full of blood after the fight.

Two men who I assumed were a butler, assisted me to get clean and brace again the shackles. Hinatid nila ako sa labas ng black market. I can't believe the black market was just underneath the Heirs of Glory.

Umihip ang malamig na hangin at tinangay ang hibla ng aking buhok. Who would have thought that the dirtiest place and illegal market was underneath the purest city?

The center of the city is quite far but I can still hear their busy road and Christmas carols playing all over the city. Mukhang kakatapos lang din ng ulan dito dahil sa basang kalsada na siyang sumalubong sa amin.

I breathe. I can't believe I can now breathe clean and real air. All my life, rot air was part of our daily cycle. We don't have the right to complain about our status. We, vulnerable werewolves who are not useful in the City of Glory, put ourselves in a situation where hiding is our role and being hunted was their responsibility, order by their head. It's like we've submerged in a place where water is not what suffocates us. It's the freedom that had been deprived of for years.

Tinuyo ko ang luha ko. I look at the sky. It was beautiful, as always. At this moment, I gradually forget about the consequences of coming here. I forget about how long those blue days were for not seeing the heaven and spectrum for quite a while. I just want to sit here and enjoy the feeling of numbness, like those innocent children waiting for the rain to calm down. Cold yet cozy. Ice yet consoles our soul.

Isang itim na kotse ang pumarada sa aming harapan. The butler assists me to get inside. My hand was still locked by chains, and I can still hear my flesh shucking from what happened earlier.

As I entered the car. They were three of them who occupied the seat. Tulad ko ay may nakatali rin sa kanilang kamay na kadena. Two men with beards and vigorous body seating in front. Their body was embraced with so numerous inks. Hindi lang iyon dahil kapansin-pansin ang kanilang mabilis na paggalaw habang nilalaruan ang poniards sa kanilang kamay.

Umupo ako malapit sa babaeng nakatanaw sa labas ng bintana. She had pink mullet hair with overwhelmed black make-up, wearing a black well-tightened skirt and a crop top. Her dress emphasizes how liberated she was. She fixes her blue eyes on me while playing with her chewing gum.