Dan and Phil imagines

How Everything's Changed-part 5

Hey guys. Sorry for the lack of updating from me. For some reason, I have been having bad writers block.

Since you guys liked this imagine so much, I decided to just write another part to this, so that something would actually be posted.

~Mari

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You awoke in what seemed to be a hospital room. You threw the covers off, gasping for breath. Sweat covered your body, thanks to some half-remembered nightmare still fading from your thoughts.

You hopped out of bed and the ties to your hospital gown got caught in the IV stand next to the bed. Thankfully it wasn’t hooked up to your arm.

You grabbed the tie, and managed to somehow ram your elbow into the hard wall. Tingles exploded up your arm.

You rubbed your funny bone as you glanced around. The room was excessively closet-like. You backed up to take in the room, and fell on top of a springy metal box.

Sighing, you turned around to kick the obstacle, but stopped before you made contact.

'What the heck. Why is there a cage in my room?'  You thought.

You squatted down to take a closer look. There wasn’t a bowl or food in there like a normal dog kennel, but it was big enough for a large dog. Maybe a Great Dane or a Mastiff. But the cage was spotless inside. You reached out to open it without thinking. The metal bars of the cage was cold on your bare hand, and you pulled your hand away.

You hadn’t gotten a vision, but something much worse.

You remembered huddling in the cage. Shaking. Pain. And you remembered needles. Lots and lots of drug-filled needles.

It was way past time for you to get the heck out of here. You weren’t going to get far in a hospital gown. You needed something less conspicuous.

You frantically searched the wall of cabinets opposite the bed. Anything would do. You hit the jackpot in a bottom cupboard. A fit-and-flare black cotton dress was neatly folded in the cabinet, along with your favorite worn-in boots and a pair of gloves.

You didn’t have time to wonder how your stuff got in there or how you’d gotten to wherever the heck you were. If someone had caged you up like an animal, you weren't sticking around long enough to ask questions.

You pulled on your clothes and ran to the door. The knob wouldn’t move. You jiggled it, twisting one way then the other. Locked. You were so screwed. High heels click-clacked down the hallway toward the door. You needed another way out.

A tiny window let light in beside the bed, but it didn’t look like it’d open. The footsteps were getting louder. You were running out of time and options.

You grabbed the IV stand and smashed it through the window, shattering the glass. The person coming down the hall was running now. You didn’t look down as you pushed yourself onto the windowsill, careful to avoid the glass edges.

The door flew open and a tall, thin woman in a lab coat ran through the doorway. "(Y/N)! Wait—”

Before you could think better of it, you threw yourself out the window. Three stories up.

You screamed the most girly scream ever as you flipped through the air. Your breath ripped from your lungs as you thunked down on the ground. On your feet. What the…

You didn’t have time to question your luck. You brushed yourself off and scanned your surroundings. A courtyard full of kids your age stood frozen, staring at you. Some were wearing backpacks. Others carried books in their hands. One girl stopped with an apple halfway to her mouth. She looked at you like you’d lost your mind. Little did she know, you never really had it to begin with.

This has to be St. Ailbe’s.

Forest encircled the buildings. You picked a direction and hoped it was the right one.

You took off running. Something howled, and you glanced behind you. A blond wolf was chasing you.

You pushed your legs to move faster. Your lungs burned, but you kept going.

The forest teased you, only a few yards ahead and you’d hopefully disappear through the brush and trees.

Out-running a wolf seemed like a long shot at best, but if you managed to get away from it and find the creek, then you probably could get to your house. Maybe. You’d figure out the rest when you got home.

You hit the tree line, and another wolf howled. You looked back. It was the white and gray one, along with the blond-ish one from earlier. They were right behind you.

Sweat dripped down your face, but you wouldn’t give up. You zigzagged through the woods hoping that would buy you some ground.

“(Y/N)! Stop!” Mr. Lester yelled from behind you. He yelled something to someone in a language you couldn’t understand.

There was more howling. You didn’t look back. Adrenaline pumped through your veins. And then something slammed into you from the side.

You hit the ground hard, rolling a few times before crashing to a stop against a tree. You gasped for air, but somebody was weighing me down.

Hot breath brushed your face, and the person lifted up enough so that you could see his face. 'Oh my gosh' you thought 'Why the heck has a naked guy tackled me?'

“Move, you perv.” you focused on his eyes. They were laughing at you.

“Do you believe in love at first sight? Or should I tackle you again?”

“Spare me the tired pick-up line. Where are your clothes!”A big cloth fell over you two.

“Mr. Kendall. Off Miss (Y/N). Now,” Mr. Lester said.

The guy winked at you, and hopped up.

“Caught her,” he said as he pulled on a robe before you could see more than you needed to.

The wolf had disappeared, and some naked guy had appeared.
Goosebumps ran up you arms. There was no way what you were thinking could actually be right.

He reached down to help you, but you ignored it, getting up on your own.

The lady in the lab coat stood behind Mr. Lester. Her high heels didn’t slow her down too much. Impressive, but you still didn’t trust her.

You took a step back. She wasn’t getting near you again.

The gray and white wolf stood behind them. He growled at the blue-eyed guy and then turned around and ran back to the buildings. Weird.

Mr. Lester inched toward you. “Why are you afraid, (Y/N)?”

You were trying to be more angry than scared, but somehow you were venturing into full-on terrified-mode.

“I don’t know. Maybe because someone put me in a cage and stuck me with a buttload of needles!”

“(Y/N)—” Lab Coat woman said, but Mr. Lester cut her off.

“You were in the cage because you were feral.”

The wolf let out a low whistle. “Impressive.”

“Thank you for your help, Mr. Kendall.” Mr. Lester kept his eyes on you as he spoke to him. “You can go back to campus now.”

“Anytime. I love catching pretty ladies.” He winked.

The air grew heavy and shimmered with heat. His arms and legs morphed as he got down on all fours. His face changed too fast for you to follow. The robe slid off as he moved. And then, instead of looking at a guy, you stood in front of a blond-colored wolf.

Someone cursed as the world faded to gray. Again.

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You seem to pass out a lot, don't ya x3 sorry

~Mari