Half- Ruined (Book 2 in the Morph Trilogy)

Chapter 6: Run over by a Bull

Keira (3 days later)

I tried to run but it felt like my feet were stuck in mud. I tried screaming but only a soft moan came out. It was coming closer, a large shiny meta-morph.

I saw a hunger in it's eyes. A hunger for blood. I watched wide eyed as it snapped it's jaw closed, mocking me. I was picking up its thoughts. It's terrible, terrible thoughts.

"I will rip and shred you, then watch you bleed."

Then it was on me it's sharp fangs digging into my wrists, breaking the skin and causing terrible pain. I looked down to see my wrists raw and bloody, the metal claws sinking deeper into my skin.

It spun around and it's tail made a single red line down my leg. I fell to the floor, rolling over in my own blood as it hovered over me.

Then I heard more voices, voices shouting. My vision blurred first I was seeing the monster and then I was seeing my claws in my wrist. I closed my mouth confussed and in shock. Why wasn't anyone getting it off of me?

Then I saw them, the men and women dressed in black shirts and camo pants. There black boots stomped around me and their hands pulled the monster off of me.

"Get her." One said, but then my vision blurred again, and all I could hear was screaming. A loud, booming sound. I put a hand to my mouth and my lip split, spilling fresh blood onto my shirt.

I tasted the metallic tang on my lips, and realized I was the one screaming. Someone fastend a pair of handcuffs around my wrists. They seemed to have trouble with it though.

As they lifted me up I saw the wolf in the mirror above the sink. I tried to warn them that it was behind us, bjt my lips didnt move. Someone kept talking to me, telling me everything was going to be fine.

I tried to stay awake, but the pain was unbearable and soon I drifted into a dark world.

Skye

Im sitting in my room staring up at the ceiling, when I hear a crack. Ella had given me a good room, it was far away from the other guards but close to her quaters. I kind of just sat in my room all day, thinking about how things were finally right in the world.

I hear another crack and this time a part of the wall slides across the floor. I stare at the rectangle piece that fell out. It looks big enough for a person to fit through.

Just when I'm about to call Ella, Cameron slides out. He stands up and brushes. himself off sending little white flecks to the ground.

He must have seen me reach for the door because he grabs my wrist to stop me.

"Don't say anything." He begs in a low voice.

"Why shouldn't I, you're not supposed to be up here." I snap glaring at him. He shrugs his shoulders.

"If they cared they would have noticed me slip out, and steal that guys keycard. He hold up a small, clear recangular device. He then proceeds to activate it with his finger. The whole thing lights up showing a name and a face of some guard.

He looks young maybe around nineteen, with wild, curly black hair and hazel eyes. His black tee shirt outlines his muscular arms. I take my hand away from the door.

"You have twenty seconds to convince me not to sell you out."

"I..uh."

"Nineteen."

"You're trusting he wrong people." He blurts out looking frantic. I roll my eyes, and cross my arms over my chest.

"Eighteen."