A/N: This is my 2nd rewrite of chapter 1.

I woke up in darkness. The ground was hard and smooth. How did I get here? There were no familiar scents, but there were traces of another being and my instincts warned me against it. Then I noticed something strange, there were orbs hanging in mid-air, emitting light. I felt the ground shaking beneath my feet, but not very violently. But I made the observation too early as a sharp jolt flung me out of my standing position, into the blackness, away from orbs. I was almost knocked out by the impact against the 'blackness', which unexpectedly, turned out to be solid. I was starting to get worried, what if I could not get out of this dark prison? I nudged one of the orbs, and realized that it was actually a hole. I could feel the air coming in from the hole, so I was not going to suffocate. And then there was something that interested me, this wall moves. It shook when I touched it. Maybe it could open! But before I could do anything, I was thrown off my feet again by a sudden stop. The last thing I remember is a hard bump on my head.

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I crawled to my feet for the second time, shaking my head to try get rid of the headache. There were fresh scents now, the same being as before. And there was another stronger smell, meat. Both my instincts and intelligence warned me against the piece of meat that just happened to be lying around. I lay on the ground, preventing any more cases of bumping against walls. Closing my eyes, I lay my head on my paws and hoped for the best. I followed my thoughts mindlessly, going wherever it went, until I bumped into a certain memory.

It was in the cover of the night that we went for our hunt. We race past the houses, there was no promise of a meal in those houses, there was the occasional chicken, but it was not worth the effort. Our target was much bigger, and much profitable. A strong wire fence denied access to us, but we were not deterred so easily. Soon, there was a hole under the fence. The animals inside had noticed our intrude and started to back away nervously. They were weak and easy pickings for us. Moments later, a cow was on its side, blood flowing out of its twitching body. We tore apart the body with glee; the entire pack was here, so there was no need for leftovers. The surviving cows made a racket around us, but no one took notice of them. Crack! My heart missed a beat, while SweetJaw's would never beat again. "Run," the Alpha whispered. Nobody needed a second order. I turned tail and fled. The footsteps and shouts were increasing. Then one by one, my pack mates were getting shot down while they struggled to get past the fence. I looked forward to find that some of my pack had made it through and started to merge into the blackness. There was a sudden stop of killer cracks. I took the chance to burst out of the hole and cover the ground to safety. There was no hard crack this time, just a quiet whizz. Then the object struck.

It was in the cover of the night that we went for our hunt. We race past the houses, there was no promise of a meal in those houses, there was the occasional chicken, but it was not worth the effort. Our target was much bigger, and much profitable. A strong wire fence denied access to us, but we were not deterred so easily. Soon, there was a hole under the fence. The animals inside had noticed our intrude and started to back away nervously. They were weak and easy pickings for us. Moments later, a cow was on its side, blood flowing out of its twitching body. We tore apart the body with glee; the entire pack was here, so there was no need for leftovers. The surviving cows made a racket around us, but no one took notice of them. Then, something hit my flank. I wheeled around to confront whoever that had tried to attack me. My eyes focused on a silhouette, in the shape of a human! Before I could sound an alert, there was a loud crack. My heart missed a beat, while SweetJaw's would never beat again. "Run," the Alpha whispered, his eyes wide open with shock. No one needed more urging. Crack! Another killer was let loose. A yelp announced that the killer had claimed its victim. One of my seniors tumbled to the ground, whimpering in pain. Then one by one, my pack mates were getting shot down while they struggled to get past the fence. I noticed that I was stumbled after every step. I could no longer support and I dropped limply. He landed with a thud facing me, eyes full of pain and fear.

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"Tony, move that wolf down."

The man known as Tony gave a brief nod and went to the back of the truck.

His partner smiled slightly and congratulated himself on a job well done. He was so engrossed in his self-admiring thoughts that he didn't notice Tony calling for him.

Tony finally gave up calling and head over to him, giving him annoyed pat in the back.

"The wolf's not tranquilized," he complained.

"Why does it have to be tranquilized? Just let it go already."

Tony held up a couple fill-in reports on a clip-board.

"Oh. That," the driver groaned.

A/N: Chapter 2 is up