David was drooling on the floor, but I needed him awake. Just when I went to call out to him, the door opened again. This time another man walked in, he had a shaved head and bulging eyes, he wasn’t dressed like the others, in their lab coats instead, he wore a white singlet with jeans, and I could see his tribal tattoos that ran up both his arms from his wrist to his shoulder. He looked towards the table.
“Stay away from them, don’t fucking touch them!” I yelled pulling on my restraints. David hearing me yell, looked up and started struggling as well to get free. He walked towards the table Lily and Amber were at. He lifted Amber’s head by her hair and sneered as he let go, her head hitting the table with a thud. Lily started screaming as he grabbed her, before undoing the cuffs holding her to the table. He then pulled her to her feet, and she stumbled, trying to free herself.
“Let her go, she is just a child.” The man grabbed her arm and started taking her towards the door.
David and I both screaming at him.
“Let her go, where are you taking her?” I screamed tears building in my eyes, panic setting in. The man opened the door. Pushing her through the door she fell forward, she got up and tried to run, but another man grabbed her, we watched on in horror as he held her. Another man brought in a mesh cage, he opened it and shoved her inside. Her fingers clutching the mesh as she called for us. She couldn’t even stand the cage was fit for a dog, not a person. Kade walked over with a syringe in his hand, walking directly towards her, Lily backed into the corner of the cage trying to get away from him screaming and crying. My heart tearing into pieces at seeing her so frightened and defenceless.
David screamed for them to stop, but they ignored our pleas. Kade put the syringe on the end of a pole before shoving the pole through the mesh. He tried to stab her with it, but she managed to move just in time. This went on for a few seconds before he jabbed it into her thigh.
Aria’s POV
I watched and thought maybe whatever they gave her didn’t work, I prayed to the Moon Goddess that whatever they injected her with was a failure. Only when I heard her scream, did my blood run cold, colder than ice. I could feel the blood leave my face and bile rose in my throat. And if that weren’t enough, they then wheeled her in so we could listen to her agonised screams. She looked at me in panic, her fear radiating out of every pore in her body, making the room fill with her scent. She writhed in agony panting, as wave after wave of pain shot through her.
“Lily, focus on me, bub, focus on my voice,” I called out to her, tears running like a stream down my cheeks. I watched them close the doors, leaving her screaming in pain. They sat on the other side of the glass, notepads in hand scribbling whatever garbage they were writing on to the pads. Lily looked at me, her eyes begging me to stop the pain. That’s when I heard her bones start snapping and moving, morphing, her eyes changed colour half blue, half yellow.
“Make it stop, make it stop, please Aria, make it stop. Daddy please.” Her voice taunting and tugging at the pieces of my heart. David, hearing her call him Daddy snapped. I could hear his shoulder break as he pulled against the restraints trying to get to her.
Blood dripping from her mouth as her face morphed. I will never forget the sound of her screams; they will forever haunt my memories burned into me forever. Her nails ripping from her nail beds, as her hands turned into paws, her claws going through the mesh, her screams getting louder as her spine rearranged itself, her clothes being torn to shreds, as she shifted right before our eyes.
Werewolves aren’t meant to shift before they are teenagers, Lily wasn’t meant to endure this torture for many years, and now she was forced to shift, and all I could do was watch. Her blue and yellow eyes staring back at us pleading to make it stop. When the shift finished, she was left standing in the cage, not as Lily but that of her wolf. She was magnificent, her fur was an unnatural silver with black paws that kind of looked like socks. One side of her face black and the other silver. Werewolves weren’t these colours; I knew whatever they did to her changed her, Werewolves didn’t shift early to give their wolf time to create a bond with their human part. Just as the shift completed, she let out a mangled scream before passing out on her side, the floor drenched with her blood.
“Lily, Lily, baby, wake up,” David called to her. She didn’t wake.
“She is still alive, listen; I can hear her heart beating still and hear her breathing.” David listened before slumping against his restraints. I could see the scientist excitedly talking and writing notes before they walked away like they didn’t just watch a child being tortured.
I looked at David, I had never seen this man cry before, and right now he was a sobbing mess. I just hoped Lily’s wolf hasn’t been permanently damaged from being forced to shift, and I hope this doesn’t kill her. I knew only time would tell what impact this will have on her in the future assuming she has one.
The door opened again, I looked up and watched as they pulled Christine down from the wall she was braced on. “Please this is enough, you have done enough. Just let them go please” The man with the bulging eyes ignored us. Christine fell on the floor in a heap. He then did the same to Wendy. Wendy groaned when her body hit the floor. Christine, however, didn’t make a sound. I would have thought she was dead if not for her irregular heartbeat. I thought it was strange how fast her heart was beating, it sounded a lot like mine. More of a fast fluttering than an actual thumping beat.
Wendy dragged herself to a sitting position, leaning heavily against the wall. Another scientist walked in with Kade, they stopped in front of her before bending down. Forcing her eyelids open with their fingers and flashing a light in her eyes. She tried to push their hands away, but she was too weak.