Behind Golden Eyes [boyxboy] (On Hold Temporarily)

chapter 15

I had no idea where these bastards were taking us. I wasn't worried about me, I could handle myself. I was more worried about Ryder. I didn't know what the hell he was shot with, but it left him seriously screwed up. My best guess was silver. Remembering the vision I had of Ry's death, I knew with silver in his system that he didn't have much time left. Dammit Ryder! I only made that stupid deal to save your sorry ass...this is why you don't lie to your mate about being able to handle things you obviously can't handle...

Anyways, I was in some kind of child molester van with no windows. There were two hunters on either side of me who reeked of blood. Ryder's... I held in a growl. The last thing I wanted was to get shot by whatever crippled Ry. We hit a large bump and I felt like I was practically going to fly out of my seat like a gay superman or Nyan cat, well without the rainbows shooting out of my ass hopefully. Whatever road we were on was not well paved, but that was the extent of what I knew and I didn't like that.

"Soooo..." I spoke to the air, trying to start a conversation.

"Shut it, monster." The guard to my left said not even looking in my direction.

"Oh ouch, that really hurt me," I said sarcastically, "It's not like I'm the one who shot a defenseless alpha, who is a just teenager by the way, with some kind of poison, knowing that everyone in that his pack, in his care, would suffer. If anything you hunters are the monsters." Damn, not even a flinch or a grimace. Just what kind of people were they? Suddenly one of the guards grabbed the chain between my steel hand cuffs (Yes, they handcuffed me. How lame is that? I could totally escape them if I wanted to...) and lifted my arms till my wrists touched the top of the van.

"Listen mutt. We are not the ones who kill people for pleasure and rip them limb from limb. We are the ones who stop it from happening. So keep running your damn mouth and I will shoot it off." Geez, harsh much? Talk about a girl on her period.

"Nice to meet you too, but I would rather be called a fuck mothering werewolf. I killed a lot of imaginary people to get that title and I deserve to be called such." I said, quoting Hellsing abridged, well except I'm a werewolf not a vampire but it still fits. No, I usually don't watch anything Japanese cartoon related but that shit was hilarious. Obviously, the guard didn't get it and the butt of his crossbow met my cheek. I snapped my head to the side, but still got a majority of the blow. Stung like a bitch. I opened my mouth to say something even more sarcastic when he threatened his crossbow again, this time with the arrow pointed towards me. I shut my mouth.

"Good boy." He said and the other guard chuckled. Really? Dog jokes? I glared at him, but he ignored me. The ride went on for about another hour before I heard breaks squealing. We had arrived. The guard that hit me with his crossbow took out a blind fold and covered my eyes.

"Really guys? You're blindfolding me now? After everything we've been through? I thought we had something but apparently I was wrong. I'm so taking back that your Christmas gifts." I knew it was pointless to physically fight back, so I had to use sarcasm and charm to buy enough time to come up with an escape plan. So far I've come up with nothing. I will though, hopefully. They shoved me so hard out of the van that I fell onto the ground. I suppressed a growl as I took a second to smell my surroundings. Rust...metal...are we at a factory or something? We are aren't we? Noobs.

"We're at an old factory aren't we?"

"What gave you that idea?" The hunter asked behind clenched teeth.

"The smell of rust and despair or maybe that's just your non existent love life". I smirked.

I waited for him to reply but I was forcefully yanked off the ground into a building instead. The further we walked, the further Ryder's scent was from me. Why wasn't he coming with us? Where were those bastards taking him?! I felt my chest constrict and a sense of panic take over me. No, I needed to calm down. The guy said they would take the bullet out. I can't show them my weakness. Taking a deep breath, I held my head up, new confidence in my step. After a few minutes, I heard a door open and I forced into a hard metal chair. Another hunter came in and held me down while they undid the cuffs to bind my wrists and ankles to the chair. Wow, they are really going all out on this interrigation. One of the guards suddenly reeked of fear as the sound of combat boots drew closer. I'm guess I'm about to be interrogated by the boss. Oh joy.