Changing

Chapter 20

(Bonnie's P.O.V.)

I continued to race after the weird tracks. The rage still strong inside me though it had been hours since I had first started. 

When I came to the end of the trail, I was met up with a strange contraption. It had two wheels and was not at all like the cars that I remember seeing in the--town? That’s what Taylor called it at least. This must be what had made the strange tracks. 

I knew now where the sent of gas and metal had come from; though everything else about the machine was lost on me. 

Her sickly medicine sent went right up to a white building that was sickeningly familiar, though I had never seen it before. 

How many science labs can there be in this world? 

Everything about this building screamed at me to run! To get out of this god forsaken place. 

But I wouldn’t leave Taylor here. Not when she was the only reason I was able to escape the last building. 

I crouched until my belly dragged along the ground, inching forward with great caution. The sent of human, of civilization was strong here. I had to be careful, so that no one saw me.  

The fear was so all consuming that it started warring with the fury. The red began to fade a little from my vision. 

But even so, I was able to use the rest of that anger to get me to the building. 

Hesitantly, slowly I raised myself on my back legs to look through the window. All my senses were on red alert, just in case someone tried to surprise me. 

Because of this almost oppression of feeling, I was able to gather much more information from my surroundings than usual. I was surprised to notice the hundreds of animal smells covering this building. I was even able to hear some of the soft cries of these animals from inside. 

I guess this scientist focused on the torturing of animals. I snorted. 

The building had also a thick layer of sickness and death to it, this did not escape my notice, and made me even more uneasy.

I looked through the small window. 

I was lucky. I picked the right window apparently, because I could see Taylor, and no one else was around. 

She looked so small and sick, laid out on the metal table. Another thing I recognized with disgust.

At least they hadn’t caged her yet. That would make saving her almost impossible. 

Hating to do so but knowing that I had to, I changed back into my human form so that I might try to open the window. My senses were not nearly as keen in this form and that worried me. 

The window was locked. So without thinking too much about it I smashed into the window with my fist. The glass buckled under the pressure, the pieces shattering and falling to the floor in the white room. 

Quick and nimble I jumped through the opening. Dark ruby splattered around me. My hand was injured but I felt no pain. 

I strained my ears outward as far as they could go. And was relived, though a little surprised that the noise had not alerted the humans. I had almost forgotten how pitiful their hearing was.

The human I could hear continued to talk about petty things on a phone. Something about her needing a doctor to come and check on the girl. 

I growled low in my throat, she was talking about Taylor. But what was this word ‘doctor?’ I had never heard it before.