If Only It Were A Dream

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 3

I always saw my life like any others. Another worm in a bucket of fishes. My life moving as slow as my body, not being capable of stopping the unexpectable.

Aren't we all just worms, trying to survive. Some manipulate, others change themselves, and then theres those that walk around exposing themselves to the dangers of this world.

This world is so big, yet we expect to be bigger. But at the end of the day, we are all the same, a woman , a man, a girl , a boy, all searching to find a place in this humungous world.

But destiny has a way of fucking that up. To survive we need to work, we need to stop living and make money, then as years past, even after working like a mad man, you still end up with a debt.

And rich people wonder why us low life's act like animals. There's is no win win in this life, you either get lucky or you don't.

But now everything is different

We're all slaves, all working for one power.

And by power I don't mean rich people, oh definitely not.

By power I mean these egocentrical looking ass chubacas.

...

It's been three years, yes three fucking ass years since I've been living or more like training in this hunter ass camp.

And let me tell you something, there is no chill on their part. They don't care if your on the verge of fainting, you still got to train. Oh you don't have legs? Run double laps. Ya heartless ass bitches.

They ended up turning all my suicidal tendencies into anger and frustration.

I guess it's a good thing, but Jesus do I want to kill them all. Like us hunters are suppose to be the good guys right, but with all the torture they put me through, I guess we're just as bad as them.

"MARIAAAANNAAA" An old squeeky voice screamed out.

Fuck me, what do they want.

I jumped out of the tree I had been lazy-ing at

"MARIANNNAAAAAA"  Carole screams again.

Carole is the nurse that had first help me and had been kind since I woke up from my coma.

She was sort of like a mother figure to me these past three years, but I'd never tell her, her ego would go through the roof.

"I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME" I screamed out annoyed

"WELL IF YOU HEARD ME, YOU SHOULDVE ANSWERED THEN" She screams back a little annoyed, her voice echoing thought the forest.

Finally reaching the clearing, she walks up to me crossing her arm.

"You do this everytime Mariana" she scolds me

"Well I can't help that I need a break from your annoying face Carol" I say back with a smirk.

She take my cheek in her hand and pinches it.

"That is not how you talk to your superiors Mariana" she says squeezing my cheek tighter before letting go.

I take my hand up to my cheek trying to rub the pain away. Ow.

"Now you better fix your attitude before tomorrow" she tells me seriously

"What is the Queen of England coming" I say it a rough British voice.

"Oh wait.. she's also dead" I smiled

Carol looks at me with that same look she always does. The same look she gives me when I say something crude, which is, uh always!

"No" she starts, taking a deep breath looking sadly at the forest.

"The werewolves are the ones coming"

....

Fucking chubacas.

Right when my life was starting to get decent and normal, they just had to pop in and crash my party.

Can't believe they are coming tomorrow, why would they visit our camp, what the hell is going on.

I started making my way downstairs to the dining hall.

I took my usual seat at the huge table, sitting between both my colleagues, uh friends.

"Mariaaaa, your still here!!" Rosalie says to me a little too excitedly.

"Why wouldn't I be here" I frown my eyebrow looking annoyed.

Ouch that honestly hurts, actually no, I don't care at all .

"Well we were sure you tried running away again" Felix says quietly

I rolled my eyes

That happened once

A week after my rehabilitation into this new camp and new world, everything felt to unreal, I came to a conclusion that they were all lying to me and in reality they were a cannibal kinda cult.

But naive little me tried escaping into the woods at night and almost got killed by one of these beasts.

Let's just say it was the longest night of my life, and definitely not in a good way

Fun times

I Shrugged

The sound of glass clicking made all of our attention turn to our 'leader'.

"Welcome ladies and gentlemen, hunters and huntress. As some of you may already know, we are having very special guests coming tomorrow. I want all of you guys to be on you BEST behavior, do you understand!" His voice boomed across the room

Some nod their head, while others replied with small yes's.

"Why would the monsters be coming here?" some arrogant dude said with disgust in his tone.

" Well they told me it was a sort of field trip to show the graduating werewolves about the hunters daily routines...I hope you all have not forgotten that we aren't at war with EVERY werewolves, we kill those who are merciless and dangerous!"

"They're all bloodthirsty monsters" some girl said with hate lacing her voice.

I heard a couple 'yah' and some nods.

"PUT YOUR HATRED ASIDE, TOMORROW WE ARE ALL EQUALS" The leader finalized

A lot of groans went across the room, while some stayed silent

"I can't believe they are coming here?!!?" Rosalie whispered in my ear.

"Let's just hope they don't kill us all" Felix whispered, his voice trembling.

Let hope they do, I think looking around staring at all the killers in the room

I look back down at my food, starting to devour it.

Tomorrow will definitely be interesting

Can't wait!!