Human In The World Of Wolves

Part 7 ➢Trapped Me

I felt trapped. I was trapped. They had trapped me. My blood, my brain, and my soul belonged to them now.

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I woke up. I wished I didn't. I was surrounded by strange men and women. It took awhile for my hearing to return but it did. It didn't register that the rocking was a boat until I heard the waves. I shut my eyes tightly until my brain began to function properly. I was tied up and there was a gag in my mouth.

As I opened my eyes again I saw a whole bunch of people. The boat was small. It was a dingy almost. I realized that this was just a way to get to a bigger boat. I would be leaving the island best guess. That meant I was royally screwed.

I watched as they carried me onto a new boat. As much as I struggled I was tied from both ends and every time I got a hit in another soldier replaced the one I just hurt. I wouldn't go without a fight though. I wouldn't just let them take me without a fight so I fought and struggled. It took a long time for them to drag me to a room on the ship.

As they threw me in I noticed how nice it was. It was the small dark prison I expected it to be. It had a large room with a ridiculously comfortable bed. There were four doors connecting to the bedroom and I just hoped they were locked. I eventually got the ties and gag off. The doors were just a bathroom, study, and closet. The forth was locked and I assumed it was the door out.

Food was thrown into the room via a hatch three times a day. I was good and always accompanied by a bottle of water. Occasionally there were cleaning supplies and a change of clothes. There was nothing I could do. I had escaped the room three times. Two of which I had been shot by a tranquilizer. The third time I had made it into a lifeboat which was then seen and I was returned to the room.

I had just been tranquilized while trying to escape when a man walked into the room. I stayed silent and stared him down. I had learned at this point each and every time I hurt someone they were replaced in seconds. He sat on one of the chairs in the center of the room while I contemplated killing him.

"Are you Rivin Lewis more commonly known as River?" Asked the man and I almost flinched at my name being used. No one used last names anymore. No one had called me Rivin since Gage had left. Everyone called me River because it was easier than telling them my real name.

"Who wants to know? How did you get that name?" I questioned still on the bed with my eyes scanning the roof.

"Someone is looking for you. I know why they sent us. It normally takes a day to find someone of your age. It took us two months to get you. I must applaud you, Miss Lewis."

He looked at me with admiration. I had no clue how he knew such things. I wasn't special. My parents were just scientists who were weird sure but they were committed to examining ocean life. Everyone who cared about me once was dead. I could have a mate but they wouldn't have sent hunters for me. They would have just taken me as their own.

"Who is it? Who decided I was that important enough they needed me?"

"You'll see. He'll be with you soon enough." Said the hunter before he turned around and walked away.

"Wait. Where's my dog?" I asked as I grabbed his hand and pulled him back. I had thought very much about Luka in the days we had been there.

"Your dog is dead."

I didn't notice when the man left. I didn't notice when food was brought into the room. I just lay on my bed. I would cry occasionally but mostly I just sat there. Dead, as a puppy. He was so young and he deserved better than a pointless murder.

I loved my poor dog. I would miss him incredibly. As much as I would have loved to mourn my dog's death I couldn't. I couldn't as much as I would have liked to. My poor baby was dead but I had to carry on as if nothing had happened. We had learned quickly after the apocalypse that you didn't have time to mourn for the ones we lost. If you cared you died. It was that simple.

Still, I had little else to do in the bloody room. I had little clue as to why the boat was taking so long. We had stopped at a few places but not for too long. The day I found out about Luka I set a fire alight in my room and they swiftly moved me to a new one.

From that day on there were books coming in through the door each day with the food. They believed in would keep me entertained and it did. The rest of the day would be spent doing exercise. I had no idea what or who would be greeting me when we arrived but I would be prepared. Whoever had me taken and my dog killed would pay.

'Soon' read a note that was put on my food one night. I had very little clue what that had meant. It clearly was from the hunters. Someone who was supporting me would have snuck it knowing about cameras. It seemed they were no longer sending people to talk to me.