Not an Option (Book1)

Chapter Six

Chapter Six:

I clutched my head as I got up. A killer headache was coming on. I looked around. I sighed yet again, I was in a weird white room that always has something bad to do with it.

The doors opened and five Black Dogs rushed in before I had the time to react. They drugged me and before I knew it I lost consciousness.

I found myself hooked up to so many machines. I was scared. I wondered what their plans were for me, what exactly they were going to do to me.

"Okay now patient number five-five-two-three-seven is here," he flicked through the file, "Wow. This will be interesting. I've never done any of these procedures on a Hybrid. His body could reject the treatment. Put him under so I don't have to hear him scream," he waved his hand dismissively.

I wonder if Kyran is still listening to my thoughts.

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I was being dragged on the concrete floor. I was covered in sweat. I don't know if my body will accept this or adjust. I was once again in my cell bound by chains. I didn't understand their purpose of chaining me up. I couldn't escape in my condition.

I was shivering on the floor. I felt so hot but I was shaking.

"Logan. Your body just needs to adjust. You'll be fine. I hope," he stated grimly.

I couldn't stop this uncontrollable shaking. I hope that I don't start convulsing I don't need more shit to worry about.

My claws unsheathed to find that they were now metal and not bone. I could hear everyone's thoughts, they were driving me insane. I clutched my head I can't stop the voices. My hands started bleeding because of my claws.

My claws kept unsheathing and sheathing again and again. I groaned, "Fuck," I muttered to myself.

I found the seal had been put back on me. Thank god now I don't have to worry about seeing ghosts. I wondered why they decided to put it back on me. Perhaps it would all be too much if on top of these changes they did to my body, I would still have to see ghosts.

I clutched my stomach curling up into a ball. I have to stop shaking. I can't take this.

"Kyran, help me," I stuttered "Please." I begged.

"You're going to have to adjust Logan. I can't do anything to help," he sighed defeated. He looked at his hands unsure of what he could do.

My bones started cracking, moving place as I turned into a werewolf without any control. A guard came rushing over, he shot a tranquiliser into my but one didn't take me down. He had to shoot ten before I finally collapsed.

I woke up and noticed everyone was gone. I looked over to Kyran's cell. Kyran lay motionless on the floor. I have to get out. I pulled on my chains that finally released but left my wrists bloody. I threw my body at the cell trying to make the poles give way. I coughed up blood.

I got into his cell and dropped to my knees beside Kyran. I shook him, this can't be happening. "Kyran. Wake up damn it!" I put my hand to his pulse. It was faint but still there.

He coughed opening up his droopy eyes "Logan," he began as he coughed up blood "They released poison into the air," he abruptly stopped talking, his eyes remained open. He lay motionless once again. I threw his body over my shoulder and ran trying to find an exit. He can't die. I won't let him.

I left through the front entrance of the cave. I stopped and laid him in the snow. I checked for a pulse but I couldn't find one "No. No, this can't be happening. Wake up Kyran!" I shook him.