Heyhey. This is my own wolf story. Twilight gave me the idea and I've posted
it on another website. People seemed to like it. Please Read and reveiw and tell me what you think.

Unfortunatly for me, Stephene Meyer owns all things twilight. Unless im dreaming, in which case; Jaspers MINE!

Chapter 1: Waking up

The pain was unbearable. I writhed in my bed, with my legs against my chest and my arms around my legs. I couldn't shut it out. I begged for unconsciousness to drag me away from this misery. My stomach felt like it was hollow.I wasn't thinking just replaying memories. I couldn't hear any sound but the cry of my brother, it tortured me. I couldn't see anything in my room, even though my lights were on - my father too scared to turn them off,in case darkness forced me into even more of a lifeless pit. My eyes were open but all i could see was dark. The time seemed to pass in seconds rather than hours. I wasn't thinking or dreaming just.....there. It felt like i wasn't breathing,Like every breathe would cause me more pain. I clenched my legs tighter against my chest as another round of the torture began and i felt the pain in my stomach as though someone had hit me with a baseball bat. Although my thoughts weren't there , i felt someone sit on the edge of my bed sighing. They were tense and i could feel their stare scrutinizing my expression. I felt a cold hand stroke my hand and i flinched instinctively. The person moved their hand away quickly and groaned shifting their weight so that they were kneeling in front of me staring into my eyes. I couldn't see them. My mind, miles away trying , unsuccessfully to banish the torturing imagine and scream in my head.
"Katie?" They asked uncertainly. Even though I wasn't thinking I immediately knew who it was as part of me came back, waiting for the next agonizing scream. My fathers hoarse voice was easy to distinguish.
"Please Katie?" He begged. Someone joined him on the floor. They carried a bag,i herd the clink on the floor as he set it down. He flashed a light in each of my eyes and then sighed heavily.
"She hasn't changed. She's been like this for almost 3 no reaction to the light. She has no brain activity what so ever. I think it's time to admit the fact that she may need proffesional help" I recognized this voice too. He'd been the first person my father wonuld let see me.
Hes a Doctor. The best Doctor in Swansea.
I didn't understand what he was saying and didn't really want both stared at me as i tensed again pulling my legs tighter toward my chest.
The torturing scream came, i braced myself for the blow. It was worse this time, The image was vivid as though i was there again, in that room, on that day. The scream was so loud it sounded as though he was lying next to me with his mouth next to my ear. The lump that had lodged itself in my thought vanished and i swallowed hard. It came again, faster than usual and harder blow felt as though it could have broken my rib cage. I screamed, the sudden noise shook me. I screamed in agony, with all of my voice. Closing my eyes and screaming louder. My father and Dr Evans pulled back and stared at me from my sudden out burst.

Once they'd regained themselves, my father put both his hands on my face to try and calm me. His touch made me flinch and scream louder. The Dr appeared next to my father watching me, whispered something into my fathers ear. My father watched me pained, screaming with agony.
"Peter?" The Dr asked with urgency. he nodded and then something stung my thigh. I didn't feel it that much but knew as soon as my eyes started to droop that he'd given me anesthetic to put me to sleep. My screams became quieter,until they were a whisper. The picture still vivid in front of my eyes and the screaming still ringing through my ears but they were fading. To my relief. And then i was gone.
I had no dream. When i woke i was suddenly aware of my surroundings. It felt strange, scary. I could hear my fathers footsteps pacing in the kitchen and i could hear the Dr's soft breathing in the chair next to my bed. I opened my eyes and looked around the room for the first time in 3 weeks i felt alive again, not completely , still comatose but living. I looked at the Dr and he looked back, He knew something was different and he knelt on the floor softly in front of me. Shining the light again into my eyes. His lips twisted up very slightly as though he was smiling in relief.
"Katie? can you hear me Katie?" He asked carefully but unsure.
And i could. For the first time, i could hear him and understand him. The torturing still came,less often as it had before I'd gone to sleep but it was still agony and i still had to brace myself. The Dr walked out of my room and walked down the stairs i assume to talk to my father. There was sudden thumps coming up the stairs as a wrenched myself up so that i was sitting cross legged on my bed. My father came running through my door and stopped at the end of my bed.
"Katie?" He asked, still unsure but with some excitement in his voice. I hadn't noticed how bad he looked, he couldn't have been sleeping well. I looked up at him and stared at his face.


"Katie!" He shouted and threw himself on me. I winced and tensed immediately. He stopped and sat on the edge of my bed, still happy but also worried again.
"Are you feeling OK?" He asked carefully. I knew what he'd asked but i couldn't find the words to answer him. I searched through my brain trying to find something to answer him . Except voices, voices I'd rather forget as they intensified the torturing scream. I pulled my legs up to my chest and rested my head on my knees as i felt the familiar but never dulling blow to the stomach. I groaned in pain and hugged my legs so tight my joints clicked from the lack of movement in weeks.
"Leab called everyday to find out how you were. She says that theres new people at the school she thinks you'd find interesting. Aparently they're not in your school they just wait outside. I don't know what she meant but i thought you might. Alice called round about 3 days ago but i didn't want her to come up and see you. She said to tell you she misses you and can't wait for you to be better." I listened to my father ramble on about insignificant things, about another lifetime. Although it hurt to think about it , i missed my friends. School , the agony it pulsed through my veins to hear that word was nearly as bad as the torture.
"I'll be down stairs if you need me"
My father got off my bed and with one look behind him at me as he walked out the door ,called down the stairs to the Doctor.
"Dr?" He called calmly. He went down stairs and i herd him talking to Doctor Evans. I sat motionless on my bed as the Doctor walked in.
"OK Katie I'm just going to check somethings." He said friendly, obviously trying not to scare me.
He walked over to where i sat and put his bag in front of me. He got out his light thing and shone it in my eyes again. He then lifted one of his hands to press against my neck for a pulse. I looked at him , i don't know what my expression told him but he stopped immediately and looked through his bag.
"OK, Katie your going to have to let me look at your arms , hands and glands OK" He said in what i imagined was his stern voice. He lifted his hand again but this time i tensed my body and ran for the door, well jogged,my legs were too stiff. I fell onto my hands and knees, as soon as i hit the floor a shock ran through me as i remembered what happened.

I'd fallen that night too. I could feel the wind against my face as i ran, I could hear the group chasing after me, snapping twigs as they ran. I wasn't a fast runner and i knew they would get me eventually. I tripped over a root from the magnificent forest towering over me in the pitch black of night. I fell to the floor scraping my hands and was like i was there again. I could feel the twigs under my hands and the stinging pain it caused me. I could feel the tears drenching my cheeks as i fell to the ground, resting my head on the dead leaves on the floor.I could feel myself give up and listen to the snapping of twigs as they got closer. I could feel the fear as they came into view But just as they came into view there was another sound, a quicker sound ,a thumping on the ground the opposite side to where the group were. then i heard them stop just in front of me and gasp. Something jumped out of the trees from behind me , making the group jump back in fear. A visions snarl thundering from it's mouth. It towered over me, gaining on the group. It stopped when it's too front paws were over me and lifted it's head releasing an amassing howl that made the floor shake. The group screamed and ran in the opposite direction. The animal then retreated and sat on the floor behind me, still snarling.I had no energy to turn and i could feel it get anxious as the seconds passed with out me moving. It came up to me and nudged my back.I didn't move. It nudged me again but with urgency this time. It then walked in front of me until it was directly in my view. I could see it as if it was with me then. I huge black wolf. His eyes gleaming in the moon light radiating off the trees. It lowered it's head as it stared at me. I could feel it's warm breath as i watched it. I lifted my head to see it better, and then i was gone.

The image faded until i was back in this time. I couldn't feel the twigs or feel the wind. I blinked and I realized My father and the Dr were both staring at me looking extremely worried. I was gasping for air, the force stretching my rib cage. I tried to breathe calmly,taking deep breaths. I then sat back and huddled my legs against my chest leaning against the wall, shaking.
"Come on" My father offered reaching out a hand. I looked at it and then looked away.

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