KLAYLEY SHORT STORIES.

GHOST RIDER.

ATA 3311 IDEA.

CHAPTER ONE.

Appalachian Mountains just after Klaus has broken his cure in Mystic Falls.

Hayley was sitting around the campfire surrounded by a group of loner wolves that had banded together months ago having decided a pack of loner wolves was company she decided to stay with them and put aside her search for family for now, they were a great bunch of folks and she was tired of moving from place to place for now. Her senses were alerted to something, the hairs at the back of her neck tingle and then they were all swooped on, she felt iron strong arms around her and she was whooshed through the air with frightening speed she didn't even have a chance to struggle or scream before she was tossed inside the back of a large truck along with other wolves and the metal doors were slammed shut and bolted, the wolves huddled in the dark, some of the younger girls crying Hayley hugged the nearest shape to her trying to soothe the crying girl her wolf eyes adjusting to the blackness inside the truck and heard the engine start and the truck started moving.

"What the hell is happening? why have we been captured?" A male voice barked out.

"I bet it's that prick Klaus Mikealson he broke his curse and wants to make a hybrid army I heard," Another male voice snapped out angrily.

"You reckon he's rounding us up like cattle to take us somewhere to turn us into hybrids?" A female voice asked.

"Could be, he is an evil bastard from the stories I have heard." A male voice snarled. Hayley remained silent she had caught tail end conversations concerning the original hybrid from different packs, none of them good, would a wolf really treat other wolves like this? She wasn't convinced they would but she also didn't know him so she reserved judgement for now.

After what seemed an hour of travel the truck stopped and then the wolves were soaked from overhead sprinklers in the truck set in the roof with wolfsbane soaking their hair faces and clothes their eyes burning with the stuff and were swiftly pulled out two at a time by vampires and hauled into a building, they were loaded into a stainless steel service lift and taken up, the wolves were defenseless against the wolfsbane that their soaked clothes clinging to their skin rendering them weak, their skin burning and aflame and mostly silent except for groans of pain and then they were forced into upright cages lined up around a laboratory and locked into these cages twenty of them for twenty wolves, the metal spelled and indestructible Hayley tried to force the metal near her shoulder and it didn't budge she could feel the humming of the magic just a faint trace, she had always had extrasensory perceptions one she triggered her curse, she knew she was different to other wolves and never discussed her abilities with other wolves knowing it should be kept secret until she could find family the mark on her back another sign of her difference the mark had turned blood red when she had broken her curse. The ten vampires walked towards the cages with face masks with tubes.

"You are now the property of Kingfisher company and the founder Lucien Castle, an ancient vampire and his team of handlers are all vampires, there is no escape for you." The hard faced vampire announced to the caged wolves and Hayley watched as the masks were put on the other wolves she snarled at the vampire who came to put her mask on it was like suffocating and the mechanism inside the mask somehow triggered her wolf fangs and she felt her venom being sucked from them and it was painful, she bawled her fists her head unable to move as she was held in place by metal bands at either side of her head. But she heard the snarls and the sobbing of the other wolves.

Hours later men and women in white lab coats came into the sterile white room without a glance at them Hayley acknowledged, as though the wolves were nothing but lab rats a couple of white coats walked towards the first caged wolves and detached the tanks attached to the sides of the mask putting the glass containers on a steel trolley they then attached empty clean ones back on the masks and proceeded down the line of cages repeating the process, Hayley noticed the white coats never looked in any of the eyes of the caged wolves, good she hoped they felt guilty.