Hunted

The beginning

I was five when it happened. Nuclear war. My family ran from it, fleeing in the car. We had no plan, my parent just drove, for hours, simply following the road. Then we heard the news, the bombs had managed to destroy everything, including a medical research facility containing a virus. No one knew what it did, as the virus had killed everyone there. It spread, trailing death, and stopped the war as quickly as it had started. I was sitting in the car when my parents died, I hadn't known what was happening, but then the wolves had come, lured in by the scent of death.

I had heard them coming down the road, it was then I had realised my ability. I had never heard anything before in my life, being born deaf does that to you, but yet I had known exactly where they were. I wasn't hearing them in the normal way though; I was hearing their thoughts, reading their minds, as I had realised that, my hearing had come, slowly filling my head with sounds. They barked at each other and I learnt how to speak for the first time, learnt how to create the sounds with my mouth. The only problem, I had only learnt to speak wolf.