New Story about werewolves. SasuSaku. NaruHina. ShikaIno.
Drip. Drop. Drip. Splash.
I merely watched as my blood joined the swirls of blood that had fallen from so many others all swirled around by a mop so that there were no puddles but the scent remained. It drove the wolves insane. The victor could add the scents to the scent of his victim and feel the power that has been poured from the very spot he stood on while the loser could merely wish for the pain to end quickly. It rarely did. Of course one could only pity them so far. Many of these monsters were human monsters long before they were werewolves. Pedophiles, molesters, serial killers and human traffickers were among the crimes each committed before becoming a wolf. Some came to this place because they wanted to fight. Others came here because their deeds in the outside world attracted the interest of the big dogs who ran this place who wanted a new challenge.
I have never committed a crime in my life. Unless you count accidentally stealing a thing of spearmint tic tacs from a grocery store when I was two years old. No, I came here because they wanted to use something as a prize. No, I'm nothing special. They collect women who they hold in a cage adjacent to the fighting cage so that at the end of each match the winner can rape one in the gore of the loser. Usually I am the one who goes though but, again, it has nothing to do with any preference.
I had been captured during a "end of senior year" hike in the woods with me and some of my high school friends. My once-upon-a-time best friend had brought along his girlfriend who does not like me. No, I'm not being paranoid. The only times she has ever talked to me was to tell me that her boobs were bigger than mine. I'm sorry I don't want to get hit in the face whenever I run and frankly don't care. She decided that I was hanging to close to her boyfriend and decided to have a nice "little chat" with me so we went off the trail a couple feet claiming that we wanted to check out something and that everyone else should go on ahead. So we started our chat when… THUMP. Someone shot us with tranquilizer guns and kidnapped us.
Even though we don't get along very well, when I saw how terrified she was I couldn't help but want to protect her. After all I had gone through a lot of pain before and survived. She hadn't. And neither had the other girls. So I became the main victim. The big dogs didn't care. I was their little pink-haired whore and I've heard a lot of them claim that they enjoyed the dark emerald look in my eyes whenever I was presented. Usually when they rape me, they do just that and maybe scratch me a little. Tonight had been different. We have been here for maybe four weeks with fights just about every day. Tonight, one of the big dogs gets to take on the new undefeated champion and, of course, the big dog won.
The other girls had told me that the big dogs usually didn't leave their prize alive after they finished their fights and that the girl usually was dead long before the victor finished. I seem to be different though. My body seems to be holding up well despite the fact that I am aware that the victor had latched on my shoulder with his mouth and scraped my sides with his claws. The pain had given away to numbness a while ago, but I was still alive when they flung me back into the cold metal cage afterwards with all the rest of the girls huddled in the back. Steps drifted away with the scent of beer and marijuana as viewers left with cheers for the victor and a need to sleep off everything in their system.
"Sakura?" Ami, my friend Sai's girlfriend, asked.
"Yeah?" I croaked out. Murmurs of rippled through the group of girls as they all took note that I was the first known woman to survive this deadly game.
The next morning my injuries were healed which can only mean one thing. I am now a werewolf.
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