CHAPTER 2
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HOLLY'S POV
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Lucky for me, my parents were out for the day. I had the house to myself. Finally.I wasted no time in playing video games. It was the only way I could forget about everything. I was a master at what I played. It was the only thing I could ever have domain over.
Besides, blowing zombie brains out helps reduce stress.
It seemed as though I had only been playing for five minuets when the front doorbell rang. I got up and sighed, heading to get it with a lame, "I'm coming..."
I opened it to see Jack. He wasn't wearing a coat and his lips had a bluish tint to them. His coat was bundled in his arms, around something gray white and deathly still. "Holly, we've got to help him." Jack pleaded, his voice shaking with cold. "You were right. He was pulled from his world. He was experimented on. But he escaped. We've got to help him. You know more about him than I do..."
"Get in here." I commanded, pulling him into the house. I quickly shut the door and then retrieved the coat bundle from him. Silver's muzzle was pale, almost blue. The tips of his ears were worse, but his fingers were saved from his gloves. I held him close to me, but didn't even feel him shivering.
"Jack, get some hot chocolate or something. I'll take care of him." I said, leaving Jack in the middle of the hallway and heading towards the main room. I unzipped Jack's coat from Silver and held him close to me, trying to transfer warmth he so desperately needed. Jack only watched, not moving from the kitchen until the limp form in my arms gave a weak cough. I held him until he began to shiver, satisfied I had contributed to the life-saving. I began to pile pillows and blankets around him on the couch. I glanced at my quick handiwork and then dashed off towards my room, where I retrieved an extra blanket just in case.
I came back down the stairs to find Jack holding a mug of hot chocolate, still shivering but otherwise fine.
"Where was he?" I demanded, spreading the final blanket over Silver's still form.
"He was by the rock I saw in my dream...well...sort of. There was a rock he must have brushed up against..." he sighed.
"I can't believe this's happened." I muttered. "He was really taken from his world...I wonder what Blaze thinks's going on."
" 'Thinks's'?" Jack snickered.
"Be quiet." I growled, slugging him in his arm playfully. "Now...are you gunna help me help him, or what?"
"Sure." Jack put his hot chocolate down and followed me to the medicine cabinet. I handed him disinfectant and a small first aid kit, which he held until I found something suitable for a decent bandage. I sat on the edge of the couch and peeled the blankets away from Silver's injured arm. His bloodsoaked bandage was old...possibly two or more days. I carefully cut it off with a pair of tiny scissors to clean and inspect it. Jack handed me a cloth soaked in warm water and I carefully began removing the clotted blood on and around the worst of Silver's wound. As I did so, an object caught my eye.
"Look. It looks like tree bark..." I held up a small piece of wood that had stuck to his fur. "Splintered bark..."
I kept cleaning Silver's wound, trying to get a good look at the damage that had been done. I found another splinter not much later and quickly removed it, finally clearing the injury out enough to get a look at it. "Jack..." I pointed with the pair of tweezers I had used to get the splinters out. "Look... It's almost as though he took a stick and did this himself."
The wound was ragged and deep enough to worry me a little, still oozing blood. Almost as though a sharp stick had been forced into his arm...as though...
"It looks as though he dug something out." Jack completed my thought. "Dug something out of his arm."
"Good Chaos." I muttered. I didn't know how to sew wounds, but there was some bandages that looked strong enough to keep him from bleeding out. I quickly bandaged his wound and cleaned up the supplies I had used while Jack tucked Silver's arm back underneath the blankets.
"Holly, if he did escape from a lab..." Jack said. "Then how did he get here? That would mean that there's a lab around here somewhere. I mean...when I found him, he didn't look as though he had teleported over here or something. His powers must be drained or they went to keeping him warm for this long."
I put the medical supplies away and discarded the bloodied rags. "Did he have any other noticeable injury?" I asked, washing my hands under scalding hot water.
"His leg." Jack said. "He tried to run, but his left leg gave out underneath him."
I walked back towards the couch and sat on the end, near Silver's feet. I folded back the blanket so I could examine his left leg, which on sight didn't look very injured. I traced the bone up to his knee, where I found the damage. It was swollen and radiating heat. His kneecap didn't feel right at all. Upon comparison with his other, I guessed it was cracked.
"Great. Now he can't walk." Jack sighed. "What are we going to do?"
"I don't know yet. Right now we've just got to keep him still and warm." I sighed, tucking the blanket back over Silver.
He twitched slightly, his head rolling to the side as a soft moan escaped his throat. I smoothed back the quills on his head, still slightly in awe that this was happening.
"What now?" Jack asked.
"I don't know. My parents and brothers won't be home for three hours." I said, glancing at a clock. "For now...let's get some homework done."
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I had been in the lab for little over a month. They wasted no time in examining me day after day; running test after test. I was exhausted, but I could barely sleep at night due to fear. I was fed hardly anything. Water was also scarce.
I could remember the first day I first landed at the lab. The first nightmarish day. I was thrown through the universe and onto a patch of land. A building stood in the distance, so I made my way towards it. The next thing I knew, something stuck into my arm. Something that made me dizzy and light headed. I collapsed, and the men came from their shelters and dragged me into their lab.
It was all a haze of colour. My hearing was muted slightly due to the drug that was wrecking havoc with my senses, but I knew they were excited. About me.
My back was pressed against a hard table and my arms and legs belted down. I couldn't tell if I was facing up or down...I was on the verge of losing unconsciousness. A figure swam into view and something was strapped over my nose and mouth. A scent that smelled slightly of berries came from it, and the next thing I knew, I was dreaming of home. No matter how flame-barren it was.
I awoke some time later, my head pounding with a horrible headache and my right arm feeling as though someone shoved a white-hot poker into it. I couldn't move at all. I was tied down to a small bed, a monitor beside me emitting beeps and blips along with my heartbeat. A group of men entered the room, dressed in light green surgical scrubs from head to foot. Only their eyes were showing, behind thick glasses. They stared at me like I was some sort of prize...the looks in their eyes were horrifying. They ran tests on me that seemed to last forever, finally leaving the room and allowing me some peace.
But they were back. This time their eyes were more evil than the last. One held some sort of device. They disconnected me from most of the wires, taping the rest into place with a strong adhesive. They undid my bonds and I tried to sit up, only to be pushed back down. I tried again, only the strange device one of them was holding was pressed to my side. I managed a strangled gasp of pain and pulled my legs and arms towards my chest, trying to protect myself. Another shock, this time to my back. I uncurled with a scream, thrashing on the small hospital bed and trying to keep them away from me. The monitor was emitting a frantic beepbeepbeep that never seemed to end...seemed to burn into my ears so I could only hear it, their cruel laughter and my screams.
They kept hurting me as though they enjoyed it. Only when I was curled on my side, tears tracing their way down my muzzle with a high whine escaping my throat, did they stop. They said I had had enough. That they would continue the experiment tomorrow. That they would break me.
I was left in that room until the next day, when they resumed their 'experiments'. The pain this time nearly drove me to unconsciousness. I had pleaded with them, but they were deaf to my cries. They had done it in the name of science, to see how I registered pain. On the third day I lost consciousness after five minuets. On the fourth I didn't even resist them.
On the fifth they labeled me as, 'Broken', and that their testing trials were a success. They didn't hurt me much anymore, but I still obeyed their every word. If I refused to lie still for a scan or something of the sort, they would belt me down and drive me near darkness with pain...
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I glanced up from the chemistry homework I was supposed to be doing. Silver was moaning, thrashing around slightly on the couch. I set my work down and sat next to him, stroking his now feverish forehead and whispering calming sentences into his ear. He was dreaming, that much was certain. A nightmare induced probably both by his past and the fever he was quickly developing.
Jack just watched, a worried look on his face. "Is there some kind of medicine we can give him?"
"I don't know." I responded. "I don't want to make this situation worse."
Silver whimpered again, kicking with his uninjured leg and knocking a pillow to the floor. I held his hand, continuing talking to him in a soft voice.
Something around his neck caught my eye. It looked like some sort of metal collar, hidden in his fur. I brushed some of Silver's downy fluff away from it, a bit surprised to find a dog tag connected to it. It was red, with the number 00372918-89 on it. Underneath the number was the initial 'E'. I guessed it was for 'Extraterrestrial'. Silver had clutched my wrist as I held the tag, trying to read it. His eyes were squeezed shut, teeth barred in a small snarl. His ears were flat on his head along with his quills. I escaped from his grasp and he turned onto his side away from Jack and I, legs drawn up close to his chest.
"He probably thought you were a scientist in his subconscious." Jack suggested.
"So what are we gunna do with him?" I asked. "Where are we gunna put him during the days while we're at school?"
"Tomorrow's Friday, right?" Jack asked. "I'll stay at my house with him as long as you bring me my homework. My parents will be gone all day...it shouldn't be a probablem."
"What about tonight?" I asked. "We'd have to somehow transfer him to your place."
"We just have to act natural...put him in my coat again. It's really the only way."
I nodded slowly, rolling my eyes. "I see no way in which this could go wrong."
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I was given a place that resembled a jail cell as a 'home'. There was a pillow in the corner, the only thing I had for sleeping on. I didn't protest. It was lumpy, uncomfortable and smelled of disinfectant, but it was better than the cold, stone floor. I fell asleep immediately after lying down.
I was awoken later by something wrapping around my neck. I violently moved away from a human, pressing my back into the wall and staring at them, scared from my rude awakening. There were three of them, one dressed in scrubs and the others in suits, writing something down. The one in scrubs was talking to the other two about me being 'highly dangerous and feral' and 'that was why he put the collar on'.
I tugged at the metallic thing around my neck, a bit worried to find it uncomfortably tight. He drew something out of his pocket and said, "Watch."
He pressed a button.
I screamed, collapsing and thrashing on the stone floor, tearing at the collar around my neck. The pain was so intense...the lights were dimming themselves...I couldn't breathe... And then it stopped.
I curled into a ball on my side, shaking and whimpering. The two humans in suits just nodded, writing something down. The one in scrubs grinned and stood, leading the two out of my prison.
I cried after that. I wanted to see Blaze again. I wanted to go home.
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Chapter 2 done! Hurray!
Interesting stuff happens in chapter 3, so keep in on this story!
Thanks, Under the Knife, for the minor details. Kinda helped me there.
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