(June 6, 2011)
click clack The keys of the keyboard. click clack This clacking had been going on for an hour, devoted as I was to composição literária the novel I had started a mês ago. It was called The Network and it was about this guy that creates a super fungus, lets himself become infected por it, and starts to take over the world using the land and sea as his media. The humans controlled the air, just to make it fair.
Engrossed as I was in in the adventures of Dan Cooper, known as "Mini" due to his immense height, I didn't hear Scar call my name the first time. It was when she said it the third time that I finally heard her.
She was looking at me like I was insane. And I guess I could be, for composição literária this novel. You have to be seriously messed up to write this.
"Babe?" she asked.
I saved the file and closed the laptop. I put it on the side mesa, tabela and looked at her.
"What's up, Scar?" I asked in return.
"You remember that dia that we came início from the vet after the dog bite thing?" she said, looking me in the eyes. She was alarmingly direct.
I hesitated. "Yeah..."
"You did something to me that day." It was said as a statement of fact, rather than as a question.
I said nothing and just nodded.
"That day, I was too depressed to notice what was going on. But today, while you were composição literária on that novel, which is kinda strange por the way, I was thinking about that entire series of events and I found something that didn't make too much sense to me.
"When I was in that bush, crying and trying to be left alone, you went inside and got a bowl of water. It wasn't just water, was it?"
I didn't answer at first.
When I didn't, she jumped up on the cama and got nose to nose with me and asked again.
"Was there something else in that bowl of water, Colby?"
I went cross-eyed trying to keep my focus on her, she was so close.
I still didn't answer and tried to sit up, but she put a paw on my chest and pushed me back down, hard.
"Colby!"
I nodded once.
"So there was something else in that water?"
I nodded again.
"Speak!"
"Yes," I mumbled.
"Yes, what?" she demanded.
"Yes, there was something else in that bowl of water."
She nodded like I had revealed some big secret.
"Now that we've got that on the air, what was it?"
I looked at her, my mind speeding like a NASCAR race.
"Colby, what was it?" she asked again.
I stumbled over the first few words.
"I-it... I-it w-was a..." I paused.
She dug her claws into my shoulder as inspiration to keep talking.
"A... Sedative." I finished the sentence.
Her eyes widened. This clearly wasn't what she had expected to hear.
"It was a what?" she growled lowly. Her eyes glimmered angrily.
I repeated it.
She snarled furiously. "You drugged me?!"
I nodded meekly. Her claws gouged deep into my shoulder, which hurt a lot, but I was determined to show no weakness.
"Goddammit, Colby!" she yelled. "How could you do this to me?!"
I opened my mouth to answer, but she snapped at me. I shut it in a hurry.
"Colby, this hurts. This hurts a lot. I trusted you. I believed in you. I thought that you would protect me-"
"Scar-"
"-but it seems I was wrong. I mean, how could you drug your mate?"
"Scar..."
"You were everything to me!"
"Babe..."
"There is no reason good enough for that. None at all."
I swatted her paw off my chest and sat up angrily.
"Scar, you don't know what I was thinking-"
"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU WERE THINKING!" she shrieked. "God damn you, Colby! I loved you! But I'm done."
Her last two words put a pause in my mind.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm done. I can't trust you," she said angrily.
"What are you saying, babe?" I asked.
"Don't call me babe. I'm not your "babe". Not anymore," she snapped, furious.
"What do you mean?" I asked stupidly.
"What do you think it means, dick head!" She screamed. It means I'm leaving you!"
"But why?" I exclaimed.
She lost it. She snapped her jaws shut millimeters from my nose. I could see the finely serrated edge on her teeth. I swallowed.
"Didn't they tell you not to show fear around a wolf?" she snarled. I felt the tip of a claw tap my throat and did my damnedest not to move. The claw dragged down my throat, drawing the slightest pinprick of blood. She touched her paw to the blood drop and showed me.
"You know what that is?"
I nodded.
"Speak!"
"It's my blood," I said.
"I could sink my teeth into your neck right now..." she hissed. "And I really want to. But animal control would get called and all that shit, so you get lucky."
"I'd feel luckier if..." I trailed off.
She pounced on that statement.
"You'd feel luckier if what?" she demanded.
"-if you forgave me and stopped clawing into my neck," I winced.
She sank her teeth into my right hand, but didn't break the skin.
"I could tear your hand off in an instant," she said around my flesh, enjoying the moment in some kind of strange psychopathic way.
"Please..." I whispered.
"Please what?"
"Please don't kill me," I said softly. "I amor you."
"You don't amor me. You never loved me. You lied to my friends, you lied to my family, and you lied to me. And that is unforgivable."
That hurt. I felt my eyes getting moist.
"But, Scar, I need you," I said plaintively.
"Yeah, well, I need you like another hole in the head!" she yelled.
I gasped. That was unbelievably cruel. Before I could say another word, she slapped me in the face, her claws drawing a bloody furrow in my cheek, jumped off the bed, and left the room.
"Scar!" I called desperately. "Scar, wait, please!"
I got no response.
The tears, and blood, flowed freely now. I couldn't believe she was leaving. I ripped the tubes and IVs and wires off and struggled into a pair of jeans and t-shirt. It hurt my leg, but I didn't give a shit about that. My only priority was catching Scar and making her see some sense. I hastily slapped bandages on the wounds she had given me.
My gun and its coldre were in the nightstand, one of the things that Scar had picked up for me when she and Jon had gone back to our, now just my, place.
I clipped the coldre to my belt, cocked the pistol, made sure the safety was on, and put it in the holster. I slipped my feet into a pair of crocs, which were perfect for people with casts on their legs. The last bit of the disguise I would use to get out was a pair of prescription aviator sunglasses and a backwards Jeff Gordon hat.
Seeing that I was due to be released the seguinte day, it wouldn't really matter that I left now.
I managed to make it out of the hospital without being spotted, but I was stalled at the front door.
My phone rang.
I pulled it off the cinto, correia clip and looked at the screen. It was Scar!
I answered it.
"Scar, where are you?" I demanded.
She didn't tell me where she was. "I'm going to Jons."
"How?" I asked frantically.
In the background, I could hear a train horn.
"This train makes a single stop in Kettle Falls in 3 hours. You have that long to get there. If you aren't, I'm gone forever." She hung up.
I immediately made a call to my CO, Mike Metcalf.
"Mike, I need your car!" I said por way of greeting.
"Why?"
"Scar left me and I have to get to Kettle Falls in 3 hours, or she's gone forever!"
Over the speaker, I heard Mike fishing through something loud.
"I got the perfect set of wheels. I'll be there in 10." He hung up.
I sat down to wait on one of the benches outside the hospital.
In no time at all, it seemed, Mike was pulling up in one of the most beautiful cars I'd ever seen; the Ferrari 599 GTO. He got out, I got in, and I sped off, tires screeching.
click clack The keys of the keyboard. click clack This clacking had been going on for an hour, devoted as I was to composição literária the novel I had started a mês ago. It was called The Network and it was about this guy that creates a super fungus, lets himself become infected por it, and starts to take over the world using the land and sea as his media. The humans controlled the air, just to make it fair.
Engrossed as I was in in the adventures of Dan Cooper, known as "Mini" due to his immense height, I didn't hear Scar call my name the first time. It was when she said it the third time that I finally heard her.
She was looking at me like I was insane. And I guess I could be, for composição literária this novel. You have to be seriously messed up to write this.
"Babe?" she asked.
I saved the file and closed the laptop. I put it on the side mesa, tabela and looked at her.
"What's up, Scar?" I asked in return.
"You remember that dia that we came início from the vet after the dog bite thing?" she said, looking me in the eyes. She was alarmingly direct.
I hesitated. "Yeah..."
"You did something to me that day." It was said as a statement of fact, rather than as a question.
I said nothing and just nodded.
"That day, I was too depressed to notice what was going on. But today, while you were composição literária on that novel, which is kinda strange por the way, I was thinking about that entire series of events and I found something that didn't make too much sense to me.
"When I was in that bush, crying and trying to be left alone, you went inside and got a bowl of water. It wasn't just water, was it?"
I didn't answer at first.
When I didn't, she jumped up on the cama and got nose to nose with me and asked again.
"Was there something else in that bowl of water, Colby?"
I went cross-eyed trying to keep my focus on her, she was so close.
I still didn't answer and tried to sit up, but she put a paw on my chest and pushed me back down, hard.
"Colby!"
I nodded once.
"So there was something else in that water?"
I nodded again.
"Speak!"
"Yes," I mumbled.
"Yes, what?" she demanded.
"Yes, there was something else in that bowl of water."
She nodded like I had revealed some big secret.
"Now that we've got that on the air, what was it?"
I looked at her, my mind speeding like a NASCAR race.
"Colby, what was it?" she asked again.
I stumbled over the first few words.
"I-it... I-it w-was a..." I paused.
She dug her claws into my shoulder as inspiration to keep talking.
"A... Sedative." I finished the sentence.
Her eyes widened. This clearly wasn't what she had expected to hear.
"It was a what?" she growled lowly. Her eyes glimmered angrily.
I repeated it.
She snarled furiously. "You drugged me?!"
I nodded meekly. Her claws gouged deep into my shoulder, which hurt a lot, but I was determined to show no weakness.
"Goddammit, Colby!" she yelled. "How could you do this to me?!"
I opened my mouth to answer, but she snapped at me. I shut it in a hurry.
"Colby, this hurts. This hurts a lot. I trusted you. I believed in you. I thought that you would protect me-"
"Scar-"
"-but it seems I was wrong. I mean, how could you drug your mate?"
"Scar..."
"You were everything to me!"
"Babe..."
"There is no reason good enough for that. None at all."
I swatted her paw off my chest and sat up angrily.
"Scar, you don't know what I was thinking-"
"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU WERE THINKING!" she shrieked. "God damn you, Colby! I loved you! But I'm done."
Her last two words put a pause in my mind.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm done. I can't trust you," she said angrily.
"What are you saying, babe?" I asked.
"Don't call me babe. I'm not your "babe". Not anymore," she snapped, furious.
"What do you mean?" I asked stupidly.
"What do you think it means, dick head!" She screamed. It means I'm leaving you!"
"But why?" I exclaimed.
She lost it. She snapped her jaws shut millimeters from my nose. I could see the finely serrated edge on her teeth. I swallowed.
"Didn't they tell you not to show fear around a wolf?" she snarled. I felt the tip of a claw tap my throat and did my damnedest not to move. The claw dragged down my throat, drawing the slightest pinprick of blood. She touched her paw to the blood drop and showed me.
"You know what that is?"
I nodded.
"Speak!"
"It's my blood," I said.
"I could sink my teeth into your neck right now..." she hissed. "And I really want to. But animal control would get called and all that shit, so you get lucky."
"I'd feel luckier if..." I trailed off.
She pounced on that statement.
"You'd feel luckier if what?" she demanded.
"-if you forgave me and stopped clawing into my neck," I winced.
She sank her teeth into my right hand, but didn't break the skin.
"I could tear your hand off in an instant," she said around my flesh, enjoying the moment in some kind of strange psychopathic way.
"Please..." I whispered.
"Please what?"
"Please don't kill me," I said softly. "I amor you."
"You don't amor me. You never loved me. You lied to my friends, you lied to my family, and you lied to me. And that is unforgivable."
That hurt. I felt my eyes getting moist.
"But, Scar, I need you," I said plaintively.
"Yeah, well, I need you like another hole in the head!" she yelled.
I gasped. That was unbelievably cruel. Before I could say another word, she slapped me in the face, her claws drawing a bloody furrow in my cheek, jumped off the bed, and left the room.
"Scar!" I called desperately. "Scar, wait, please!"
I got no response.
The tears, and blood, flowed freely now. I couldn't believe she was leaving. I ripped the tubes and IVs and wires off and struggled into a pair of jeans and t-shirt. It hurt my leg, but I didn't give a shit about that. My only priority was catching Scar and making her see some sense. I hastily slapped bandages on the wounds she had given me.
My gun and its coldre were in the nightstand, one of the things that Scar had picked up for me when she and Jon had gone back to our, now just my, place.
I clipped the coldre to my belt, cocked the pistol, made sure the safety was on, and put it in the holster. I slipped my feet into a pair of crocs, which were perfect for people with casts on their legs. The last bit of the disguise I would use to get out was a pair of prescription aviator sunglasses and a backwards Jeff Gordon hat.
Seeing that I was due to be released the seguinte day, it wouldn't really matter that I left now.
I managed to make it out of the hospital without being spotted, but I was stalled at the front door.
My phone rang.
I pulled it off the cinto, correia clip and looked at the screen. It was Scar!
I answered it.
"Scar, where are you?" I demanded.
She didn't tell me where she was. "I'm going to Jons."
"How?" I asked frantically.
In the background, I could hear a train horn.
"This train makes a single stop in Kettle Falls in 3 hours. You have that long to get there. If you aren't, I'm gone forever." She hung up.
I immediately made a call to my CO, Mike Metcalf.
"Mike, I need your car!" I said por way of greeting.
"Why?"
"Scar left me and I have to get to Kettle Falls in 3 hours, or she's gone forever!"
Over the speaker, I heard Mike fishing through something loud.
"I got the perfect set of wheels. I'll be there in 10." He hung up.
I sat down to wait on one of the benches outside the hospital.
In no time at all, it seemed, Mike was pulling up in one of the most beautiful cars I'd ever seen; the Ferrari 599 GTO. He got out, I got in, and I sped off, tires screeching.
The third howl. Humphrey got up and ran faster than he ever had before to the alpha station.
"Whats the matter is someone hurt?!" Humphrey said painting.
He looked at the other alphas but did not see Kate. The others looked in shock.
"Where's Kate?!"
"Humphrey, Kate didn't make it, a hunter snuck up on them and killed her." Winston said.
Humphrey froze, he felt like a statue of glass that had been broken into a million pieces.
"No." Was all Humphrey could say.
Winston nodded.
Humphrey looked at thw only alpha that looked like it could speak.
"What happened?" Humphrey said with his eyes still huge from the suprise.
"Kate was shot por a hunter in grama behind her, we chased the hunter off but it was too late. She told me to tell you to give all of your amor that you gave to her to someone else. AKA, find someone else."
"Whats the matter is someone hurt?!" Humphrey said painting.
He looked at the other alphas but did not see Kate. The others looked in shock.
"Where's Kate?!"
"Humphrey, Kate didn't make it, a hunter snuck up on them and killed her." Winston said.
Humphrey froze, he felt like a statue of glass that had been broken into a million pieces.
"No." Was all Humphrey could say.
Winston nodded.
Humphrey looked at thw only alpha that looked like it could speak.
"What happened?" Humphrey said with his eyes still huge from the suprise.
"Kate was shot por a hunter in grama behind her, we chased the hunter off but it was too late. She told me to tell you to give all of your amor that you gave to her to someone else. AKA, find someone else."
To help get into the natal spirit. There will be mais after this.
Kate: Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Tis the season to be jolly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Kate: Don we now our gay apparel,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la.
Troll the ancient Yule tide carol,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Kate: See the blazing Yule before us,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Strike the harp and cadastrar-se the chorus.
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Kate: Follow me in merry measure,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
While I tell of Yule tide treasure,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Kate: Fast away the old ano passes,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Kate: Sing we joyous, all together,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Heedless of the wind and weather,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
What'd you lobos think?
Kate: Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Tis the season to be jolly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Kate: Don we now our gay apparel,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la.
Troll the ancient Yule tide carol,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Kate: See the blazing Yule before us,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Strike the harp and cadastrar-se the chorus.
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Kate: Follow me in merry measure,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
While I tell of Yule tide treasure,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Kate: Fast away the old ano passes,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Kate: Sing we joyous, all together,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Heedless of the wind and weather,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
What'd you lobos think?
Note: This is not made up, and I Am NOT FUCKING with you people!
Lilly: located In Boston Massachusetts on 12/4/11
How she was located:
Yesterday when I was in Boston, Massachussetts I was in a huge building with like a hundred different resterants all smushed togeather. It was soo crowded... then I saw a dog. IT was... it looked to be... Lilly in real life! I was about to pet her but a sample man hollered to me to try a sample so i glanced at him, then back at Lilly and she was faaarrrr away! Damm I should have taken a pic of her.
She was found only on that encontro, data por my knowledge
Lilly: located In Boston Massachusetts on 12/4/11
How she was located:
Yesterday when I was in Boston, Massachussetts I was in a huge building with like a hundred different resterants all smushed togeather. It was soo crowded... then I saw a dog. IT was... it looked to be... Lilly in real life! I was about to pet her but a sample man hollered to me to try a sample so i glanced at him, then back at Lilly and she was faaarrrr away! Damm I should have taken a pic of her.
She was found only on that encontro, data por my knowledge
Author note: this is how Jakob gets in the story. Its written from his point of veiw. Zmanz is jakob in the story. thats not his name and he isn't gay, just so you know. This will be a very short chapter.
I was still on the stupid bus. Now that Dillon got off the asshole (Tony) was bugging the shit out of me! Finally after the one millionth mom, joke, and calling me gay, i got off the buss, and he chased after me! Shitt, Tony is too fast! I doged trees and ran into the forest, and he trapped me in a cave! He was about to tackle me and kill me when i fell in a tiny ditch, and it was bottomless! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Thud! he hit ground and passed out.
I was still on the stupid bus. Now that Dillon got off the asshole (Tony) was bugging the shit out of me! Finally after the one millionth mom, joke, and calling me gay, i got off the buss, and he chased after me! Shitt, Tony is too fast! I doged trees and ran into the forest, and he trapped me in a cave! He was about to tackle me and kill me when i fell in a tiny ditch, and it was bottomless! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Thud! he hit ground and passed out.
[This artigo is from humphrey's son Jon's point of view]
Here I am sitting in the pits not just any pit though my dads pit i was there for the Daytona 500 hundred watching the race which was 300 laps in and it was getting intense my dad was in Fourth and began to pass through the middle of two cars i was scared but he made it skimming one cars front end then he mde the pass on the lead car and tapped it bumper making it swerve then it hit my dad back end and sent him hard into the mural flipping and ripping the car apart when it came to a rest it burst to flames for sevral moment i was scared my dad was dead the the officials exstingushed the fogo and there was movement in the race car and my dad pulled himself out and took off his capacete i was so glad even though we didn't win the race but my dad still went with the paramedic just to be checked and they found he had a broken rib but other than that he was fine but a bit shooken up....[End Of Part 1]
Here I am sitting in the pits not just any pit though my dads pit i was there for the Daytona 500 hundred watching the race which was 300 laps in and it was getting intense my dad was in Fourth and began to pass through the middle of two cars i was scared but he made it skimming one cars front end then he mde the pass on the lead car and tapped it bumper making it swerve then it hit my dad back end and sent him hard into the mural flipping and ripping the car apart when it came to a rest it burst to flames for sevral moment i was scared my dad was dead the the officials exstingushed the fogo and there was movement in the race car and my dad pulled himself out and took off his capacete i was so glad even though we didn't win the race but my dad still went with the paramedic just to be checked and they found he had a broken rib but other than that he was fine but a bit shooken up....[End Of Part 1]