Two: Sleepless Nights and Winning The Game

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They had taken off my silver bracelet from my wrist and destroyed it. I don't quite understand why.

From counting the times the sun has risen it's been two days.

The trees flew by in the truck as the wind made me feel alive. Nothing compared to this when I was allowed to fly in the arena to test my dragon wings.

I over heard one of the wolves mention that we're two days away from the pack territory.

One of them who's assigned to watch me in the back of the pick up truck's bed mentioned that I haven't fallen asleep at all and that I don't look tired.

I haven't talked to anyone of them. But I know the kids are okay due to the small heartbeats I hear a couple trucks ahead.

I do 'sleep'. Not just the same as the others. Doctor Joy didn't want me to sleep. To waste away time of experiments. So I only have to close my eyes and rest for an hour or four. But not in the same time frame.

So I would rest an hour. Be stuck with needles or forced to shift into creators and fight. That would go on for hours. Then rest an hour. I'm not allowed more than four hours in a day or else Darkness consumes part of my body and kills for protecting me. I don't want nor do I need a repeat of that. I can function for three to six days like this. But because of the faes and faries and other such creatures, I get my energy from the sun, bright lights, blood, and of course shocks of electric currents.

But if I were to be punished, the rods of the currents had to have a certain amount of electric shock that can actually harm me. That's how Doctor Joy punished me. She knew regular shocks from the chair would only charge me. But if the rods touch my bones directly, well, I begin to burn inside out.

I shook my head as a memory came and left quickly. The smell of my burning flesh stuck around.

Doctor Joy said that she's apart of the Exer. A secret American government funded project to creature creatures designed to attack and defend soldiers.

I just happen to be the most advanced one. The only one. Doctor Joy said that she tried to create others like me but they died because they couldn't handle the darkness.

I've asked what he looks like but I never get a straight answer. But the other pa-

"Here's your meal." A male with shaggy blonde hair and bright pale eyes told me. I quickly analyzed his body and mind. Suffering from anxiety and not finding a mate. He has wounds but they seem to be healing fine.

I blinked down to the plate he's holding. Two white bread slices. Dark green leafing sticking out and what I could smell was smoked cold turkey between the bread.

I opened the bread and took out the processed meat and ate it in one gulp and I closed the breads back.

Darkness hummed a small thanks to the scrawny guy. It wasn't enough meat and it currently wasn't raw and bloody. But it was something. The guy left. Surprised that I didn't attack him.

Not yet. He hasn't done anything wrong.

I don't kill for entertainment like Darkness sometimes. I kill because they either wronged me or simply because I'm hungry. Or angered me. But that's the same as wronged me.

I stayed silent the whole way. Nothing ever happened. But the man who held the kids came and thanked me. I had nodded. Not knowing what to do. I didn't recognize the emotion.

Upon arriving I sensed that there were well over three hundred heartbeats when we entered. I could sense the area that they marked as theirs. The humans couldn't sense it. But other creatures could.

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