Guard

The War

My eyes slowly opened while I awakened from my deep slumber.

I suddenly screamed and whimpered, glancing down to see my arms and legs chained to the wall with vervain ropes.

What the fuck.

I looked around me and found that I was in a completely empty dark room. My clothes from last night were still on my body except for the fact that my heels were thrown across the room.

My arms and ankles were bloody due to the vervain being tightened against my skin.

This pain is unbearable. Where the hell am I?

All I remember last night is being choked by fucking vervain then taking this pill Thomas offered me and being carried out.

Suddenly, the door swung open and in came a familiar someone.

"Thomas wh-where am I? What's happening?" I weakly asked, my eyelids drooping over my eyes and my head dropping causing my hair to fan over my eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Faye. I'm sorry. I didn't know they were going to do this to you," he whispered, his voice cracking at the end of his sentence.

I looked up slowly to find him walking closer to my chained body. He had tears rolling down his cheeks and his hair was in all directions.

"What?" I murmured, my voice barely audible. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know," he muttered. "I didn't know."

He started caressing my cheek while I stood limply against the rusty wall.

"Thomas?" I said. "You-you have to t-tell me what's going on."

What the hell is he talking about? Why isn't he getting these damn ropes off of me?

"Thomas, please!" I cried out. "You-you have to help me."

My throat was dry and hoarse, and Thomas continued running his hand over my cheek, looking into my eyes with his eyes full of regret and sorrow.

"Out!" a voice called out from behind Thomas.

In a flash, Thomas ran out of the room leaving me and this stranger.

"Who the hell are you," I spoke out, squinting my eyes, trying to see who this is. But the dark room prevented me from seeing.

"Well hello to you too, Faye, my love," he said and I can already tell he held a smirk on his face. He had a British accent, and I then noticed something off about him, this guy is a werewolf.

What the hell!

With this new information, the last of my strength flooded through my body causing me to fly against the chains, desperate to attack this beast. I hissed at the pain while my body flew back and my body hit the hard wall.

"Well be careful now, love, I don't want you getting hurt now." he slowly walked close to me.

"Get the hell away from me," I seethed, my eyes turning red and my fangs shooting out.

"Don't you remember me, Ms. Wellington. 200 years ago? When my claws ripped your parents heart out."

My heart dropped and my eyes widened.

No. It can't be.

He suddenly came out of the darkness into full view. My breathing quickened and I gulped loudly.

"Remember, Faye, my love?"

(Flashback: 200 years ago)

"Honey, you must stay in here. Don't come out under any circumstances. Something horrible is happening," my mother spoke fast, kissing my forehead and leaving in a flash with my father.