When I woken up my head hurt. It also didn't help the light was so sharp in the room, I stare down at my hands that was tied down to the table. I tried to move my feet but they were also strap down. I started growling feeling my body shiver in response feeling my bones crack, shifting. My smell hearing and sight sharpened. I heard them talk outside.

"She is a threat to all of us..." The tone soften. I know the person sensed my shifting as the person whisper further at I baritone I can not hear. I started growling my inpatients. Then a long slender looking man with jeans hugging him too tight, and a tank top showing off his bones entered. He had high cheekbones a slender neck and black hair hugging his face like his jeans. His eye shockingly red as a hell pit itself stared at me in the straps and he held a clip board.
Behind him an equally scrawny woman stood with long blond hair  stood with a long skirt and a shirt. Seeing her make me laugh deeply in my shifted form, thinking she looks like those beautiful smart ass teachers.

The man snapped back his wrist toward a operation table before a burn in my arm could be felt. He pressed the needle deep into my arm taking a blood sample. "How dare you touch the son of Hades." I knew my eyes were deeper red that looked like pools of blood. My speech to the human was a slur of grunts and growls. The human male exited. This was my chance I thought to myself. I could feel my fathers powers surge as my body temperature rised.

The shackles that held me started to hiss at the sheer heat.

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