Chapter 8: FBI Imitators ~Austin~

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I woke to my mom rushing in my room and yelling that police are here to take me away. I jumped up and threw on some clothes and went to the lving room where evryone else was. My sisters were hugging each other and crying. my mother and father were talking to two scary looking guys in black suits. They both wore dark sunglasses and the ear piece like in the movies.
"Austin Eli Breyer?" the dark haired one asked
"yes sir" I said
"come with us, we need to speak to you" the blonde one said
"about what" I asked
"you will see" the dark haired one said and put my hands behind my back and cuffed me
"you have the right to remain silent, any thing you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. you have the right to an attorney, if you cannot afford one, one will be appointed to you.You can stop the qustioning at any given point. Do you understand these rights as they have been presented to you?" the light haired one asked
"yes sir" I said then they took me outside and put me in the back of a big black suburban.
"Just like in the movies" I said to myself
"what was that?" the light haired one said
"I said this is just like the movies, sir" I said then he slammed the door on me.
It was a long drive before we stopped and they got me out of the truck. they took me into what looked like an abandoned factory on the outside, but they inside was a whole nother story. Everything and either white of matalic. It was cleaner than a hospital and I could also smell a hint of bleach. I didnt like this place. They took me into a room and tied me down to a cold hard metal chair.
"this is the wolf boy?" a blonde woman wearing a long white coat asked
"yes ma'am" the dark hired guy said
"leave me alone with him" she ordered and the two men left
"whats going on?" I asked
"as you have probably figured out by now, we are not the FBI. We're werewolf hunters"
"werewolves? they dont exist"
"oh, I know they do and you are one of them" she said
I could hear a slight foreign accent, almost russian. She was tall for a woman and petite. Her eyes were green like rebekas. This woman was very pretty, but menacing at the same time. She turned and got a big syringe out of the cabinet behind her and put something in it.
"what is that?" I asked
"wolfsbane" she said while tapping the air out of the syringe "its a diluted sample that is made to make werewolve sick, but not kill them"
"I am not a werewolf!" I shouted then she shoved the giant needle into my gut and pushed the plunger dont. I doubled over as much as I could in pain. It was like my insides were on fire. Then I felt all my muscles teancing up and my bones started cracking. I was being forced to change to a wolf by these people. I tried my hardest to fight it, but lost. Next thing knew I was a wolf and saw the woman smilling at me before everything went black.

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