Lonely Endeavor
I had no idea where I was. I didn't know how long I had been there, in the dark bedroom with boarded windows. At least it wasn't a dungeon, like Tori was kept in. I had a bed, a small half bathroom, and a small TV. This was almost worse, because that meant that I was scheduled to stay awhile. Why do they want me anyways?
I thought back to when we found Tori a few months ago. She had been chained to the ceiling, beaten, raped, tortured, and malnourished. They didn't take care of her and they used her body for their own pleasure, both sexual and abusive. I felt a weak shudder run through my body at the thought of all those terrible things happening to me. What if that happened to me?
I felt bile rise in my throat at the possibility. I wouldn't be able to handle that. I may seem like a string, tough woman, but when it comes to this kind of stuff, I had serious PTSD. I squeezed my eyes shut as I remembered my mother, all those years ago, before meeting Nick.
She was beaten and tortured until she bled out and then they ripped out her spine. I had to watch the whole time while being tied to a chair with a rag in my mouth, sobbing in the corner. I never knew why they did it. I just know that after escaping, I trained hard and killed every single man that had been in that room.
That was also my main reason for changing to homosexuality. I thought that all men were terrible people and I never let one touch me ever again.
I could barely stand it when Rosaline was carrying Tori out of the warehouse. She was traumatized for weeks because of the things those men did to her. If only my mother could be so lucky. Although, I think maybe it's better that she was killed. If they had let her go, she might be ten times worse then Tori.
My mother was an extremely sensitive person, and maybe she wanted her pain to end. But then again, I'd never know the real answer. Because my mother was dead. She's never coming back. I felt tears spring to my eyes but I quickly blinked them away.
I repeatedly took several deep breaths. I was trying not to panic and to stay calm, but I instantly jumped up into the air when the door opened to the room. The door! Why hadn't I tried the door? Was it even unlocked?
A man walked in and I stared at him in horror. Was this when it happened? What do I do? Can I run? What if he catches me? But what if he doesn't? Then what?
His sudden words abruptly cut off my manic thoughts.
"I'm sorry about all of this, but not sorry enough to let you go. We kind of need you, now that the other one was gone. You are free to wander around the house and our territory, but if you escape, we'll have to come hunt you down and find you. Just ask the last one," he said calmly.
"Now this will only pinch, but it won't hurt," he said, walking towards me. He grabbed my arm and I jerked but he held it still while glaring at me. Actually, I don't think it was glaring. It was just… staring, as if he were hypnotized and I looked into the pupils of his eyes and everything suddenly felt relaxed.
"Don't worry Gemini. Everything will be okay. Pay attention to my voice and make sure that you always listen to it. Always, got that," he asked.
In my mind, I was screaming no. Please let me go, I want to go home. I don't want to listen to you and I don't want to play your mind games, but what came out was "Of course Master."
Why did I say that? I felt eerily vacant, but there was nothing I could do about it and I felt a chill rush up my spine. I watched as he smiled at me and held my arm up. He pulled out a little silver device from his pocket with a wide, sharp looking needle at the end. He went straight to the crook of my elbow and I winced as he shot something into my arm.
"Good job Gemini. Now look at me and listen very carefully," he instructed, kneeling down to be eye level with me from where I had sat on the bed at some point.
"I am a siren. I can make people do things they don't want to do, let's call it the power of persuasion. I'm also a scientist, and I've studied vampires and supernatural creatures for years, but you are my first lycan."
"Here's where I need you to listen very carefully," he said gently. I found myself nodding even though inside I was trying to fight it. I haven't heard of a siren in centuries and they were extremely dangerous and manipulative creatures.
I reluctantly looked into his calming, soothing eyes. On the inside, I knew that I was in some sort of unnatural trance, but I couldn't escape from it. I had the urge to do whatever he said.
"Gemini. I need you to forget everything about your past, except for who you are and that you belong here, okay," he said. Suddenly, my mind went completely blank and I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling the memories drain away with each ticking second. I snapped my eyes open and looked into his haunting gray eyes and took a deep breath.
"Yes Master."
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I walked down the hall, looking for something, anything familiar. I felt like a huge block was missing in my mind but I ignored it. That's what the master wanted, and what he wanted was what would happen.
There weren't any other noises in this place. The only thing I could hear was the soft thumping of my heart. I arrived at a door and instinct told me to open it, so I did. My master was on the other side.
He looked up and smiled at me from where he sat at a mahogany wooden desk. He fluttered his hands, gesturing for me to sit down and I obeyed.
"I need to see if this has worked properly. Different powers work for different people. Now, tell me everything that you know," he instructed. I cleared my throat to speak.
"My name is Gemini Carter. I'm a supernatural creature called a lycan. You are my master. I'm supposed to do as you say," I said robotically, as if I were reciting a memorized manual. His lips tilted up into an almost cruel smile.
"Great. Now shift," he ordered. I did as he said and I slowly morphed into my inner beast, towering over my master as my vision and hearing grew sharper. I could hear the blood rushing through his veins and the pumping of his heart.
"Magnificent," he breathed. He reached over and ran his fingers through my long fur on my arm.
"Follow me Gemini," he said. I did as he said and followed him as he led me through a series of doors before finally opening one with a bright white light coming from below. A basement.
There were lab tables, tools, monitors, and cabinets everywhere. I felt a sudden flash of fear, but he must have seen it cross my face because he looked directly at me.
"Do not be afraid. Don't make a sound, and most importantly, do not protest," he said. I nodded to show that I understood and he pulled me over to a lab table, the cold silver metal of the table top gleaming in the bright lights.
I laid down on it, like he told me to and he put a wire attached to a sticky pad on my temple, then another on the other side.
"These are Neuro transmitters. They help me read some of your vitals," he explained. He stuck a needle in my arm attached to an IV.
"Now, remember. Don't move and don't make a sound," he said, staring into my vivid green eyes with his slate gray ones. He went to grab something from a nearby table and came back with a scalpel in hand.
In my mind, I was panicking. I wanted to scream, and jump away, but I was completely and physically incapable of moving at all or saying anything as I watched the sharpened object cut into my skin. I wanted to run, jump up and leave, but he told me never to leave the territory and I couldn't move. The pain was unbearable and blood was gushing from my abdomen where he made the incision in my skin.
If there's a god up there somewhere, he would let me pass out soon.
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