Chapter 2

I've been a captive for how long I don't know. I'm barely allowed sleep and I haven't fed in so long. My body feels like its no longer mine. It feels distant like an underwater quality to it. Every movement is slow and sluggish and thought is damn-near impossible. I feel I'm slipping; like I'm not going to make it.

There is something inside of me. I can feel it just below the surface just below my consciousness. I've felt it before only for brief moments at a time when I slip into madness. Its raw unthinking it only knows do. As long as I remind myself of my mistress and my brothers it stays caged.

This feeling this raw wild feeling… Its scary because during the brief moments of lucidity I see myself doing unspeakable things. I see myself ripping throats killing, murdering unconsciously. I can't control the urge I must keep it under control. So far I know she hasn't detected it yet even though I feel it getting stronger. How much longer before I turn rouge or worse into this new horrible thing?

I'm awake and aware again. The insatiable thirst is the first thing I feel gnawing at my insides. The second is the table to which I'm strapped to still watched all around by the men in white coats and the woman. Today she's wearing silk not leather. Thick soft silk. The rustle of it sounding like a breeze. My mind constantly at work taking in as much as it can before darkness consumes it again.

"Desperate for waking hours aren't we", she says in her penetrating voice. So penetrating in fact that there is no way not to hear it. Its inside my head seeking answers always knowing. "Come, come now pay attention. I thought you'd like to know that your so called mistress is dead."

Immediately deep inside me I felt the horrible feeling surge forward. Instant loathing for this woman thing testing its cage bars seeking for a crack in its prison. She seemed to feel my pain and aguish but she did not sense the feeling behind it. I felt useless and in pain; those feelings she gained pleasure in feeling.

"There, there now your falling to pieces. You aren't going to let that happen now are you?" She was torturing me emotionally and it was working. My more civil train of thought was diminishing. The cage around my deep feelings weakening.

"Such a pity I'd hoped you'd have been stronger. I guess there is no more use for you. We know how your body works. You last longer without blood than a regular vampire or kaize but you can die of it… By the looks of things you won't last much longer. I'll leave you here to die then. Good bye Raize."

With that she left. I felt the flick of her mind and the darkness creep over me. The thought ending darkness ensuing. But then my civil mind had lost and the unknown feral instinct was seeping into my body. I felt it like another thing inside and it spoke in whispers and growls. The feral feline instinct had been assuming command over itself and me. And then nothing but movement.

"Self preservation… Anger… Feed…" I felt strength long since gone strength surge forward. My tail immediately snapped its metal cast curling and whipping about shaking free. It curled around to crush the metal rings on my wrist prying till it ceased to bind. Then with my left arm I wretched my right free. With a powerful kick I fell to the ground my legs free.

My eyesight glazed in red saw only body heat, my ears heard only heart beats, and my teeth wanted nothing more than to cease those hearts. Like a demon I lunged forward my claws ripping flesh tearing through bone. No human is safe. I bit deep into the neck of the nearest human in one strong suck emptied it and kept moving killing in a frenzy.

My body dripped blood from drinking and killing and slaughtering every moving thing. I began roaring in a feral rage searching for an opponent anything that dare challenge my fury. A sudden response to my roar in comes the testosterone full soldiers. I roared then lunged forward. Gravity did not seem to exist as I went from the floor, to the walls, to the ceiling. Never slowing never stopping I broke necks, slashed throats, bit through arms searching for their source.

I followed their retreat through the corridor down the halls killing and keeping firm in my murderous pursuit. Then outside walls everywhere. Fences meant to keep me caged. I wouldn't be stopped by man's cages. With a sprint and a bounding leap I leaped atop the wall gunfire everywhere eating up the concrete. I leaped again and escaped into the wild forest, feral and uncontrolled. I am free.