Amnesia: The Golden Guard

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Holly's POV:

"I'm not fucking lying!" I pounded my fist against the table, glaring at the two detectives.

Detective Millar glared back, taking a seat across the table from me. He leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms, looking at me with baby blue guarded eyes.

Detective Adam Millar was a white man, wearing a black suit and a tie to match; dress shoes matching also. He had blonde hair, and buzz haircut.

"Holly, I'm going to ask one more time... How were you abducted from your home?" Detective Blaze questioned, leaning forward and folding his arms on the table.

I opened mouth to argue, but decided against it. I'll tell them what they want to hear... I thought with an inward growl.

"Once the three of us got to my house, we decided to play outside for a while; seeing it was a beautiful afternoon and a Friday..." I described the sunny day, lying with every detail that left my throat, "We had noticed this white SUV Cadillac... It had been driving up and down the street a couple times."

"Did you ever get a good look at the license plate?" Detective Foster questioned, looking up from his notes that he had taken so far.

Detective Levi Foster was an African American, dressed in a black suit with a matching tie, and dress shoes; the top of his head shined with the light slightly, he was bald.

"No," I shook my head, before continuing with my lies, "The car finally stopped, making us weary... Four men climbed out of the SUV."

"Can you describe these men?" Detective Millar questioned, also taking notes.

I shook my head slowly.

"Someone grabbed me from behind, placing a black rag over my head quickly... I tried fighting back, hearing my brother and his girlfriend scream... I wasn't strong enough..." I sighed, dropping my gaze as the memory of Gonzales attacking my brother flooded my mind.

"Please, continue... We need to prevent this from happening to another family..." Detective Foster urged me on, softly.

Trust me... It won't happen to another family, not with Stephano protecting the orb... My heart stung with the memory of leaving the golden being behind.

"They stuffed us in the car without a word... Someone pressed a hand onto of my nose, forcing me to smell this... Gas... Knocking me out cold..." I struggled to find a word to describe the smell that I was lying of.

Both Detectives nodded, silently urging me to carry on with my story.

"The next thing I remember, the three of us where in a small room. After a couple days of being trapped in that room, they fed us... Then, they took Savanna and I to separate rooms... Daniel tried fighting, only to get knocked out by two of the men..." I stopped, allowing them to take their notes.

"You had no idea of your location?" Detective Millar questioned, tapping his pen impatiently.

"No," I shook my head, remembering to put an important detail in my story full of lies. "One of them placed a rag over my head, so I wouldn't see his face... They would beat us... I think, with a whip."

My mind flew back to the first night we had appeared there; my leg was clawed at by one of those inhuman monsters.

"That'll explain the injury on your leg," Detective Foster's eyes lit up; the story of lies making sense to the man.

I nodded slowly; that night that we had arrived in Amnesia was installed in my brain. The doctors had insisted on doing a surgical preformance, wanting to see if I had any broken bones. I allowed them, only for them to find out that the bone was slightly fractured. Thought it left the Doctors confused as to why the bone wasn't completely broken, they accepted what information they had received. I was great full that, the detectives bought my story with ease; especially the kidnap part.

"You went missing for five months, how come the doctors determined your information as fresh?" Detective Millar questioned, his blue eyes sparking with mistrust.

"They beat us over and over again... What do you expect?" I snapped, realizing that I needed to put emotion into my web of lies.

Detective Millar shook his head and closed his note pad, putting his pen away also; Detective Foster doing the same.

"We'll see you tomorrow, bright and early," Detective Millar rose from his seat, opened the door, and exited the room.

After leaving the police station, I waited outside the building; waiting on a friend to come and pick me up.

"Help! Please, someone!" A woman's screech entered through my ears, causing me to turn in the direction; only to find nothing.

The same voice screamed again, this time it was followed by a deep bark. I couldn't see the situation with my eyes at the moment, but I knew exactly what was happening; one of Akita's Wolves was attacking an innocent bystander. More screaming came crashing into my ears.

"Someone help her!" A man shouted.

"Call Animal Control!" Another woman screamed.

I quickly looked around, finally finding a suitable place to change; in a moldy alley. Bolting over, and squeezing in, the alley I grabbed my crystal necklace that was hid under my shirt. Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I squeezed the clear stone.

"Help me! Please!" The first woman cried out desperately.

Within a few seconds and quick flash of green, I was already racing towards the screaming crowd; on four paws, not two feet.

People screamed in terror as I rushed pass them, finally arriving at the scene.

"Another one!" A voice called out, terror rising in his panicked voice.

I observed the scene quickly; a black Wolf had its back towards me, towering over a frightened young woman who lay on the floor, staring back at the large creature with fear.

"Please, don't..." She breathed in horror, her eyes following the Wolf's paw as it raised above her head, poising to strike.

Without a moment's hesitation, I threw myself at the other Wolf, all my body weight causing both our figures to go barreling across the stoned road.

"Not on my watch..." I growled with flattened ears and a lashing tail, jumping back up to my paws.

"We'll see about that..." A familiar voice snarled as the black Wolf rose to his paws; revealing a snow colored chin and red eyes that shined with hatred.

This was Robby.