Among The Wolves

Shift

I gargled water in my mouth and then spit it into the sink. Placing my new toothbrush on the counter. I inspected my teeth once more. I did not know when was the last time my teeth had been brushed but it felt like I had three generations of moss on them. Satisfied with the cleanliness of my pearly whites, I turned toward the door and scratched an itch on my arm. My scratching did nothing whatsoever to relieve the bug-like sensations. I groaned and scratched behind my neck. With my shoulders sagged I meandered out of the bathroom and into the common area.

I felt pressured to start conjuring up a plan to get out of this place but along with the constant itching, the buzz that came and went with every fluctuating feeling or stray sad thought was making me beside myself. I could not concentrate. It was as if I was getting a plethora of messages from my body but I did not know how to interpret it. I drank water, ate food, and got fresh air... I was still riddled with distraughtness. I did not even know my own body anymore.

Earlier, to my dismay, when the Eta brought me back, Ty'Mee was gone. I had so hoped she would provide answers for the headache, or at least a remedy. I dreaded that this was going to be something that was just part of the new werewolfness and that I was going to have to deal with it forever. Of course, I hardly got what wanted.

I began to feel that familiar buzz in my veins.

Exasperated, I tried to be calm. But I did not know what to be calm from. Sure, I was a tad annoyed, but surely that wasn't enough to go crazy, was it?

Once my joints began to ache, I knew that my attempts were futile, so I ran out of the bathroom calling for the doctor. "Ty'Mee! Ty'Mee!"

That spurt of energy I just exhibited caused a hot pulse to go through me. My vision blurred and reddened. I halted, trying to steady myself. Dizziness moved over me. I thought I was falling backwards. When attempting to catch myself, I fell forward.

My ears rang, perceiving the urgency of the situation I called out to the Theta as I crawled toward the door. I didn't even make it out of the mini living room before I heard a "crunch!".

A painful jerking in my spine had me face flat on the floor. With a pained cry, I turned my head and saw my arm. In each of the pores on my skin I could see coarse dark hair pulling through.

I had so many flashbacks. The Etas at the prison campus, Mes'Mu, Por'Lyn. I was no different from them now. The vile wolfbloods that I disliked with passion: I was one of them.

I wished to cry for help, but by now it seemed my voice box was non-existent. It was still so weird not being able to talk. Stranger yet that I could not control anything.

I simply whimpered as my joints relocated and muscles spasmed into different positions. My vision continued turning red and I could feel my consciousness come and go with each wooze of dizziness. Eventually, I could not control my extremities, and I sank into darkness, although not completely out of it.

While in the darkness, it was as if I was in an echo chamber. My breathing came in so loud, and so did the pounding of emanate footfalls.

An inhumane snarl vibrated my throat. I had the feeling of being jostled around as if I was hogtied.

More heavy breathing, fabric ripping, wood snapping, and so many wild noises I did not know what to make of it all. It continued, pounding in my head. Then, for a moment, it seemed I blacked out completely. Until, I heard the heavy breathing in my head again but... I did not remember being so worn. Why did it feel as if I just ran a marathon?

Then, a little light came into my vision. I focused on it immediately. It was red and very dim. Hardly anything could be made out. Still red, my vision cleared a little, and then still more.