Chapter 12: The Tests ~Austin~

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I was in the worst pain that I have ever endured even in football practice. They beat me, burned me and even used a whip on me. It was pure hell. After they were done, they sent me into a small room with a shower and a mirror to clean myself up. I was covered in burn marks and many cuts along with dried blood. There were a few that I could tell needed to be stitched up. I turned the shower on to find that the water was cold.

"figures it would be cold" I muttered

"hurry up, you have 5 minutes" a guy yelled from the other side of the door

I took off my clothes and got in the shower. I heard the door open then close. At least they had the decency to provide a privacy curtain along with sampoo and body wash. No wash cloth or sponges. I waashed my hair and body quickly. I got out to see that they took my original clothes and replaced them with the same outfit Leah had on, only mine were black. I ran my fingers threw my hair to try to make it neat.

"times up" said the guy and opened the door

He and another guard walked me back to my cell.

"sleep, you have another test early in the morning" one guard said

They slammed the door, locked it then left.

"how are you holding up?" Leah asked

"pain, lots and lots of pain" I  told her

"I could say it wil get better, but then I'd be lying"

"these guys are brutal"

"yeah, but hey, if i made it, you will for sure"

"has there been more of us here sense you have been here?"

"yes, three others were brought in with me. They didnt make it. One managed to escape on a hunt. They will take you hunting, but you will be the hunted"

"that is fucked up"

"tell me about it, they do it to test our survival skills when we are endangered"

"still fucked up"

"yeah, it really is. I'm gonna help you be as prepared as you can for the rest of the test. One thing is, you cannot show weakness. If you prove to be weak, they will kill you. The test are more than just survival and physical. Some are psychological. They dont want any insane werewolves."

"makes sense. I wouldn't want to deal with some crazy person"

"so, about your family, tell me about them"

"nice subject change"

"I try"

"not really much to tell. Average american family, besides being werewolves. I have two younger sisters. Their twins"

"whats their names?"

"Kate and Tara. I hope they dont get locked up here too. Kate wont last the first test, Tara might"

"Kate is weak?"

"not weak, girly. Tara is more of the tomboy. She plays more sports than I do. I only play football and baseball. Kate loves fashion and bright colors"

"they sound like complete opposites"

"they are. I hope they dont end up here. I know I already said that but its true"

"you love your family very much, dont you?"

"of course. I also hope they dont get any crazy ideas about activating their werewolf gene, but knowing them, they will find a way to do so"

 "lights out, no talking" a man yelled and it went completly dark relieving Leah and I from the bright light

I found my cot and laid down and covered up with the sheet they provided. I just laid there lost in thought about what was yet to come. Eventually my over worked body gave into my exhaustion.

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