Project W.O.L.F.

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I was forced to shift again. I'm used to it. This only means that I will be visiting the Arena again. The toxins fill the air to my closed off cell as the shift falls over me. I let out a dangerous roar, making the walls shudder around me, as my bones start to break and snap back into place.

Soon, my small and malnourished figure became a ten-foot tall wolf. My sad grey eyes turned blood-red and cold. My pale skin was now covered in jet-black fur that looked smoothed out and beautiful. My teeth and nails were now as sharp as razors, ready to rip through the skin of my opponent in the circle.

I wasn't always this way. No. This is what they made me. I am their monster and they were proud of ruining my life. That's why I'm part if these events. That's why I was bid for everytime my holder is found dead.

A gate opened up behind me, making me turn to the opening. I knew where it leads to. Out into the harsh sunlight of winter where thousands of people sat to watch me tear into another beast. I growled, stalking my way out the gateway to meet the humans' eyes. Once everyone could see me I lifted my head and howled a warning to my challenger and a way to show that I wasn't scared for my own safety. The croud loved it, but I was only putting on a show so that I could have food later. I lowered my head, watching the gate across the arena. My teeth were bared and a growl ripped through my throat.

The other gate moved up slowly, revealing an albino male lion. I could see several scars from other fights that they had put the poor creature through. I could also see many of it's ribs finding them visible even through the fur. They were starving it.

It let out a vicous roar, showing off his pointed teeth. It wanted to win, but my own beast inside wanted it more. In seconds, I was running at him, my paws digging at the gravel under my feet. It followed, but when it pounced I slid under him and took my chance to jump on to it's back. My claws dug in, making him let out roar of pain and try to buck me off like a bull. Not wasting any time, I let my teeth sink into it's neck and tasted it's rotten blood pour on to my tongue. I snapped my jaw, making the fight end as quickly as it had started.

Your fight is over.

I threw my head back in another howl, this one being a victory. I sat next to my kill, surveying the cheering crowd. Just think how quickly their lives could end when I'm let out. Thats when my eyes connected with the man I despised the most. He wasn't cheering. He wasn't impressed and I wasn't getting my meal. I growled, shaking my silky fur and stalking back to my cell.

I was able to shift back to the puny girl I was. I pull down on my hospital gown, pulling my long white hair over my shoulder. I sat on the old mattress that I called a bed. Waiting.

A small door on the opposite side of the gate opened, letting me know that the same man has decided to stop by. "You kill them too easily. Drag out the fights like you used to." He said with venom, basically spitting the words out at me.

"Find a opponent that can actually do harm to the monster." I countered in a monotone voice. I had nothing to fight for anymore.

"Do you want me to use your brother against you again?" He ground out, obviously angry at my talking back to him so carelessly.

"You killed him with the last beating you gave him. I felt the connection die. You don't have anything to use against me anymore." I said, finally looking over at him. He was older, grey hairs and a bald spot in the back. He wore a tux like usual. "Too bad they locked the door behind you, now you're stuck with me. Seems they wanted me to kill you for no reason, but who needs a reason if they know it was the person the destroyed a portion of your life, am I right? I'll make it quick."

I shifted soundlessly, pouncing on his smaller form. My claws dug into his shoulder and my teeth were inches from his face. I let my jaws wrap around his head, ripping it from his body in one swift move.