Pov Patrick- 1, 2, 3. Breathe. 1, 2, 3. Breathe. He's having a cardiac arrest.- Intubate this one. Apply 15ml of morphine.- Any relatives or history, alpha? Alpha?I was frozen seeing the whole situation.Someone planned my luna's murder.- Alpha?- Look, she looks good in red. You like red, right? You must find it sexy, all the boys do. Did you know she didn't want to be my friend? She abandoned me like everyone else. Oh there. - I identify Sabrina's voice- Alpha!? - Hey - I say more concentrated- History or parentage? - A paramedic asks me- I thought it would hurt more, you know? Like, watching your new pack of paint fall to the floor. - Sabrina says gesturing with her hands and making faces- You're drunk, Sabrina. Shut up. - I say no bag to babysit- But I'm serious. I asked, like the others, and she left, like the others. It didn't hurt like the others but it was like I sneezed giving some detail to a beaut
Special: Whispers and Runners, A Mind to Redemption; Souvenirs, Seventh.The day was considerably radiant. Sun rays invaded the cracks and openings in the walls, a cool breeze resulting from a passing rain sheltered the Institute and the corridors were silent, no screams or cries. Impressive as it is, I heard giggles and sly laughter, with no grunts or complaints to follow. It was graceful to listen to, making me turn off a cassette of 80s music that I got a few months ago as a thank you for celebrating my 9th birthday.I walked with anxious and curious steps towards the bars of my room, dazzling myself in a graceful scene like the sounds of the laughter of the two little girls who were jumping in puddles of water resulting from the last rain. They were Ju and Lu, or 118 and 123. Their laughs were exciting to hear, conveying the joy they were feeling.I was feeling deja vu.What was I feeling?- Look at my little girl. - I see my mother approach with a
I felt as if an anvil were on top of my chest, blocking my breathing and heartbeat, and as if someone lifted it, the air slowly entered my airways, which little by little were inflated by the peace I received. It wasn't long before my heart was able to swell more freely. Then I opened my eyes, seeing white, a color rarely seen in my world. I realised, I was in a new world, a completely different one than mine.But I was still confused, I was still disoriented.- Fucking hell. Oh, Goddess, you startled me - I stared at the white ceiling with its white lighting - Wait, you're awake... You're awake! My Goddess... - I felt a hand touch my eyelid and pull it up as a flashlight was placed in front of my eye.I grabbed the girl's hand and kicked it away, disengaging myself from the wires that were glued to my skin and connected to my vein. The girl got up in pain and pressed a button on the wall and I went to her, lifting her off the floor.- Who are you? Where a
- You will stay here until the second order, which will arrive when you learn good manners. - Patrick says rudely pulling me to a cell further away than the others.I was fighting myself to keep myself sane. I didn't want to be lost like several mothers were inside their minds, I didn't want to give them that taste. I needed to move, to act, I couldn't stay in one place with only my mind to talk.She wasn't good, I'd seen that.- Try anything and I won't hesitate to break your arm - He says trapping me against the wall with my back to him.I felt his breath close to the back of my neck, even if a few hairs covered it, as his hands worked on untying my hands from the cuffs. I shifted uncomfortably with my arms pinned behind me.- Hold still, for the Goddess.- Won't you learn? You don't rule me, you never will. - I say and my arms fall forward at finally being free.I threaten to turn around but he grabs my arms and holds me back to the wall
- What a shit cell phone. What the fuck does battery optimization mean? - I say while facing the small device and walking on the dirt path.I had been walking for about 3 days with a backpack with supplies in bars and small survival tools prepared by Sabrina. My mission is to find and bring back Mathias who has been missing for 8 days.I didn't go into details with her but apparently Patrick wasn't touched that Mathias' lack of communication meant danger, kidnapping or even possible death, in his words. If he wouldn't send a search pack to his rescue, she would, me.I don't deny it, I felt super honored and overestimated for, in his view, being able to match my qualities and skills with those of a pack, which is made up of more or less 5 people. If I didn't stop for a snack I would be further away or closer.~ Two deer is not considered "snack"~I meant the rabbits, how annoying it was to run after them. We lost a lot of time.~ Speaks badl
My mind was gradually regaining consciousness, while a wave of numbness hit my torso and legs. I kept my eyes closed for a long time to let my body rest and to listen carefully to what three female voices were saying. I know that by the time I open my eyes and my jailers notice my conscience, they could possibly interrogate me or just play with me.- Doesn't this girl wake up? I have more things to do.- Go then, no one is holding you.- Yeah, and I'm just going to be without my part of the job. Huh?- You still don't have anyone holding you.- Calm down girls, let's sit and paint her nails while we wait for her to wake up.- No. We're the ones in charge here and I'm not tired of waiting. She will wake up now - I listen before I feel an electrical charge run through my body. - The baby woke up, you see. - I opened my eyes seeing the black girl who had a scar.- I'm not going to lie, it was efficient. Want a starlet? - Says the blindfolded blonde.
I open my eyes slowly feeling everything spin.- Where am I? - I speak low seeing myself in a metallic environment- He's already awake, good. - He says sideways to me staring at a syringe with blood.I look down and see myself still tied to a chair.Great, here we go.- What are you doing? Do you want it with me? Sell me to the minions too? - I say blinking to adjust my vision.Being a little more aware, I noticed the strong smell of blood and flesh in the environment, which was making me nauseous. I looked around seeing some pieces hanging. Because I don't smell fur, I ruled out the possibility that I was in a slaughterhouse and instead in a grocery warehouse.- No, although it would be nice to extract money from them, but I know it wouldn't make any difference and it would be against my principles. What am I doing? Analyzing your blood to know your parentage in that hell.- Do you know? - I say staring at him while his back was to me
Pov Daniel. - Dominic, Daniel and Dayane, how many times do I have to say it? Take off your shoes before entering. - Says my mother, Diana, at the living room door.The floor was slick with dirt and mud.- Dan was playing ball outside. - Day, who evidently has dirty feet, accuses me.- Lie! Dayane went barefoot outside! Look there - I say pointing to her feet and she went behind the furniture.- Daniel went to play ball. - Dom speaks without taking his eyes off his cell phone while sprawled on the sofa.- It was him! Boys don't know how to behave - Day says wiping his feet on a dishtowel.- Mom is look, look!- It's no use arguing, it was both. - The mother responds impatiently while combing her hair with her fingers- My foot is clean hers is not.- Shut up. - Dayane mutters angrily.this idiot- Come make me shut up. - I say irritably to her that she returned the look, from the corner of my eye I saw my father pass by vi