Little Dawn to Wolf

Chapter 2

"Yuki! Wake up!" Martha yelled, a wicked smile played on her face as excitement jumped around and played with her heart. "Eonnie, leave me alone." Yuki said angrily swatting at the pair of hands that shook her body. "Not until you get up!" She called.

"Come on Yuki! You have school, and it's your birthday!" Martha shook Yuki some more and began singing Boombayah by BlackPink. Her voice croaked loudly, as she hit notes that weren't even supposed to exist. Yuki sat up, her eyes where small and squinty as the sleepiness sat still on her face. Her skin was pale and her hair was messy.

Yuki and Martha got into a large slapping fight within seconds. "Stop it!" Martha screamed. "Well you stop trying to wake me up at six in the morning you frog!" Yuki screamed angrily while slapping Martha aggressively. Martha slapped Yuki twice as harder as she jumped on top of her.

Yuki used all of her weight to push Martha off of the bed, then she body slammed her on the ground. Martha cried, "Ouch! You rat!" "Roach!" "Goblin!" "Troll!" "Toad!" "Peace of shit!" "Shit-bitch!" "Catfish!" "Trash!" They yelled names at each other as they slapped each other and pulled each other's hair.

After around two minutes they calmed down and Martha walked out of the room after they said sorry to each other. Yuki almost screamed when she looked on the mirror, but it came out as a cough. Her voice was sore and scratchy from screaming at Martha so early in the morning.

She had red marks on her arms and legs, her hair was tangled and frizzy, she still had those bruises from yesterday and her bandage was a deep shade of red. She sighed and and began brushing her hair, put on her outfit (Any kind of outfit, but not a dress. You will see why later) and brushed her teeth and put on deodorant, then she tied her shoe strings and walked out.

Martha smiled like nothing had happened, she already had bandages and oil on the table. "Your gonna have to take off your pants." Martha said while putting the last bit of food she had made for Yuki into her lunchbox. Yuki didn't say anything as she took off her pants and sat on the table.

Martha walked over and gently began taking off the bandage, it was dark red and damp, small drops of blood began to leak. Yuki cringed, it smelt odd. "Your gonna have to take it easy with these stitches. The last two came un-done. Why didn't you say anything?" Martha asked, her eyes filled with- well Yuki didn't know. It wasn't pity, it wasn't tears. It wasn't concern. There was some kind of emotion she had never seen on her sister's face before.

"I didn't even know that happened. I thought it was odd it bled so much..." she said, her voice drifting off. Martha stared at Yuki for a few more seconds before she gently fixed the stitches. Yuki would flinch every now and then, but other than that she stayed quiet. Martha wrapped the bandage around Yuki's calf (under the knee and above the ankle, behind the bone of the leg) and smiled.

"So I'll put this gel on it, and this cream. It will numb your leg a little so it'll feel funny. And this will help seal your skin together." Yuki cringed at the thought of it. "Now hurry, your shoes are by the door, backpack is under the table, lunch is right here, and don't forget your coat. And please stay out of trouble, I love you." Martha talked the whole time Yuki was getting her items ready.

"I'll try, and love you to eonnie." Yuki said gently before closing the door. Martha stood there looking at the door, an empty feeling filled her chest. She felt that emotion, and whined.

"What am I gonna do? She'll become more aggressive after the shift." Martha whined with worry. Kelly sighed frustrated, "I'm not sure yet. But I'll come up with something before that happens. One thing I know for sure, we need to leave."

Martha nodded and furrowed her eyebrows. "Where should we go?" She asked, her voice cracked and her eyes got watery. Kelly's eyes softened, "We should go back to Seoul, I'll try and contact Alpha Choi." Martha shook her head as tears fell from her cheeks. "He wouldn't let us back, would he?" She asked. Kelly opened her mouth, "Would he?!" Martha growled, her voice loud and fierce.