Freak [On Hold]

Chapter 25: Taken

~ Louis

Not a sound was made as we all stood in petrified positions. The way Harry's eyes darted from one person to the next gave me the feeling these men and women were no friends.

No one seemed to speak, nor did they seem to want to. Harry was pale and lifeless, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

"Harry, who are these people?" I shouted trying to break his trance that he had seemed to have acquired.

No answer.

"Harry! who are these people!? " I persisted. I soon got my answer.

One of the men, looking to be the leader, stepped toward Harry, who backed up hesitantly.

"My name is Mr. A Seneca. I don't suppose you've heard of me."

Seneca. I thought. The word felt like poison in my thoughts. So this was the man? This was the man who caused Harry's suffering?

"What are you doing here? What's this for?" Liam stuttered out from his trembling lips, I could tell he was afraid.

Mr. Seneca raised his brow as if amused.

"That is an excellent question. Smart lad." He smiled, but it wasn't warm. "I run a, organization, if you will, that looks for people with outstanding flaws and utilizes those flaws to our advantage." He walked over to the lady with the colorful hair. "For example Miss. Devera here. Her outstanding flaw, misdirection," shape shifting I thought "We therefore used that to find 219- I mean Harry. We used her talent to find Harry. You see."

Bullshit, everything he was saying was a load of Crap. Did he honestly think we were going to buy this gimmick?

"Harry we're going to need you to come with us." Mr. Seneca snapped his fingers and the larger man behind him carrying the long ropes began to move towards Harry who stepped back but tripped and fell onto the ground, the man still advancing. Me and the boys tried to go to Harry's aid but the two remaining guards ran forward holding us back by their large and intimidating guns. I shut my eyes thinking this was the part where Harry was caught, tied up and shipped away to hell, but something happened. Instead of Hearing the desperate shouts from Harry I heard deep cries of confusion.

What the hell? Get off me. Where did the dog come from!?

I opened my eyes and saw Harry on the ground still in perfect condition, above him was the man the ropes swinging wildly in his hands as he tried to fend off the large white wolf that was attacking him. A wolf!? I watched as the animal bit at the ropes and lashed at the mans arms and legs.

The guards and Mr. Seneca were too stunned to react.

"Well do something about the animal, be a man McKinley!" Mr. Seneca shouted.

I thought the wolf was the woman taking our side until I noticed her concerned face in the corner of the room.

What!? but if the wolf isn't the lady then who, what?

The wolf was thrown off balance for a moment and stood shaking it's head and regaining it's strength before lunging back at the man supposedly named McKinley.

The action of the wolf's unbalance was enough for me to catch a glimpse of the wolf's eyes. And oh my god were they blue. I guess Harry caught the feature as well and turned around to face me. His green irises wide and wild.

"Louis!" he shouted over the commotion. "The wolf is Niall! The wolf is Niall!"

I turned to see Niall was indeed not with us but standing next to me was merely Liam and Zayn. I was stunned. Niall was one of them. All this time Niall was just like Harry, Niall understood.

Then it hit me. Now it all made sense. Those times when Niall had seemed so on edge around Harry, when he had acted so weird, he had understood. He was just trying to hide his own secret. A secret just like Harry's. With this new information I thought maybe Niall could rescue Harry, stop the guards.

I spoke too soon.

Just as Niall lept at McKinley ready to strike at his face, McKinley raised his arm sending Niall flying into the wall and knocking him unconscious, as well as transforming him back into the blond haired Irishmen I knew him as.

McKinley grumbled and lunged at Harry, tying him in the ropes and holding down his struggling figure.

Mr. Seneca came to stand above Niall's body a look of disappointment washing over him.

"Well, what a surprise. How did you escape? Take him as well."

McKinley tied Niall up as well and leant him against the wall as Mr. Seneca moved to take care of Harry.

But before he could speak, Zayn, frantic, called out. "Can someone please tell me what is going on!?"

Mr. Seneca looked up to gaze at Zayn and then back at Harry.

"You don't know?" Mr. Seneca asked.

"Don't know what!?" Zayn shouted.

Mr. Seneca laughed a dark, distasteful laugh.

"Harry, or should I say 2194, how could you have never told them? Well now I will." Mr. Seneca reached down and tore off the hat I had neglected to notice Harry wearing, and he pulled out Harry's tail as well.

Liam and Zayn released collective gasps from beside me as Harry hung his head in shame.

"2194 is what is called a Hybrid. Or otherwise known as a coward, an animal, a freak."

Harry never spoke, his once determined and spit fire attitude seemed to be gone. Fizzled out like a fire. It was like Mr. Seneca had sucked all the hope he ever had right out of him.

If this guard wasn't pointing a gun at my face I swear I would defend him, even if it killed me.

"You see 2194, this is what happened when you let things like you loose in this world." He pointed at the bruised and unconscious Niall. "You did this." He glanced up at me, Liam and Zayn. "You really think they were your friends? They never liked you. They only were taking pity on you because you were are a weak, worthless, nothing."

A tear slipped silently down Harry's cheek. And then my world fell apart.

McKinley with no effort slung both Harry and Niall over his shoulders, Harry screaming and struggling in the ropes.

It was that last moment between us that killed me.

"Don't come looking for me Louis! I'll be fine. It's for the best anyway."

Then they were gone. The guards left us in the room with the single light swinging violently from the ceiling.

We said nothing. What was there to say?

I wanted to think I would see Harry again but I couldn't be sure.

He was gone. Niall was gone. My happiness,

Gone.