Simple Pleasures [Zouis/Zarry; Zourry] *Hybrid* //On Hold//

Chapter 5

"Aye pup! Get up will ya?" Rattling the bars Dominic woke up the pale skinned dog boy, snickering when it grumbled. "Disgusting." He scoffed turning to Zayn's cage and smiled sisterly. "You too Zay-Zay." 

Zayn's face scrunched up when he heard the devil's wake up call. It was probably 6 in the morning, 2 hours before he was usually woken up at. "It's too fucking early." He stretched his limbs while he yawned, opening one sleepy eye. 

With his barely opened eye he saw Niall sprawled out on the rock hard bed, scratching behind his ear before letting his arm fall down. Like Zayn, he opened one eye before speaking. "He's right." Zayn chuckled silently at the remark as Niall yawned sitting up. 

"Well too bad, rats." Dominic took out his keys to open Zayn's cell. "Why do I always have to manage the difficult ones." Dominic muttered taking out his walkie-talkie. "Yo, shithead." 

Zayn looked across to Niall looking down at the nasty gash on his palm. At first Zayn had thought that the gash was a result from being captured but it was definitely a week old and possibly infected. Before he could say anything Dominic's walkie turned on.

"It's Mike, dumbfuck. What do you want?" 

Dominic smirked taking out two leashes and a couple of zip-ties before muttering back into his walkie. "You got the van ready?" 

"Yes. I already loaded the all the equipment. Now hurry the fuck up."

"Asshole." Niall scoffed taking off his shirt, ripping it to use it as a new bandage for his gash. He quickly changed into the plain white shirt he was given last night which hung from his small, badly nutritioned body. 

"Oh shush. Now be a good boy and put this on." Dominic threw a brown collar in his cell before turning to Zayn with a devilish smirk. "D'aaww my favorite kitty already has his collar on. Excited to leave with me?" 

"Fuck you." Zayn murmured sweeping his greasy hair from his forehead. God, did this guy piss him off. Dominic laughed and began to unlock Zayn's cell. Peering over Dominic, Zayn watched as Niall glared at the brown collar in his hands. "I suggest you put it on."

"No. Why the fuck would I do that?" His pierce blue eyes fixated on Zayn. Doesn't he know how humiliating this is? 

Stubborn. Nice.

"If you don't then this brute in front of me will." Zayn kept a stern, emotionless face on himself. Niall reluctantly fiddled with the collar and put it on in shame with a snicker. "This is bull." Dominic rolled his eyes and brought out the ziptie, "Yeah, whatever. Hands." 

After they both had their hands bound, Niall and Zayn were pulled by down the hallway by Dominic with two female hybrids around their age, sulking behind. The slightly taller one had long red hair with pointed ears and what seemed to be a fox tail. The other girl seemed more solemn with short light brown hair and ears similar to Niall's.  Niall elbowed Zayn, "Where are we going?" 

"Photoshoot."

"A photoshoot? For what?"

"Ads, magazines, profile, company promotion shit."

"Company?" Niall's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. His eyes wandered around the facility. Cages. Shackles. Cemented walls. Bolted doors. Cries, wails, pleas... pain. This is a prison, no doubt about it. What company would have a prison? "Is this some laboratory, science type of thing. Like experiments?" 

Zayn sighed. Oh, he doesn't know. "No, its not like that its a.... special services type of situation." One of the two other hybrids behind them scoffed quietly "Its real special, alright"