Prologue Part 2

The Encounter

Belle groaned as she came around from her unnatural sleep. She didn't know where she was. She looked around the room; she could see the sun dimly through the roof of what was holding her. The room around her was a vivid bright red colour, with strange looking pieces of wood around her. Belle crawled forward towards where the sunlight of the day could be seen through an opening in one of the walls. When she got there the way out seemed of be blocked with wood arranged to resemble bars. Belle pulled and pushed against the wood it was blocking her way back to freedom. She growled trying to pull the wooden bars down. Then she noticed movement from the outside.

The big two legged creatures came towards her prison, they had fur on the top of their heads and around the base of their faces. They yelled something at Belle that she didn't seem to understand, but the calls sound familiar in some sought of way. She continued to push and pull at the bars. The two legged creatures came closer. Belle instinctively growled loudly, she lashed out with her black, jagged fingernails and caught one of the creatures on the arm causing ruby red blood to seep from the small cut. However they didn't back off. They seemed to be making an amused noise as they pulled the bars away. Belle was just about to run for it when they grabbed her shoulders pulling her back against them. She was full of fear as she looked straight up into their eyes. Her blue meeting their brown and green, the eyes didn't look like they were going to do anything, making her slightly less tense.

They walked her through the encampment of weird looking cave like structures towards the biggest one of all of them, twice the size of the others; it was a nice shade of green that reminded her of the meadow. Belle was putting her feet to the ground, the six year old trying to slow the pace towards the cave like structure, the two-legged creatures started to drag her along and pulled her into the structure. She was then placed on the ground on her knees just a little bit away from a weird looking part of wood similar to the piece in her prison. There were also two miniature wolfs sitting next to the wood piece. She could be the two, two legged creatures standing by the door of the structure.

Belle barked at the miniature wolfs saying "what is this place, what are you, what are these creatures".

They told her saying "This place we are in is called a tent, we are hunting dogs, not miniature wolfs as you calls us and these two legged creatures are called humans. How can you speak to us no other humans can?"

"I have always been able to speak to animals, since I was little; I was raised by a family of wolves," Belle answered.

"Can you understand with the humans are saying, since you are one of them?" the dogs asked.

Belle shook her head "No".

"The human males are staring at you, you know" one of the dogs said.

Belle turned to see that indeed that they were staring at her with open mouths. She looked back to the dogs. Belle asked them a few more questions like why they were chasing her, and how she ended up in the tent prison. They told her that they through she was a wild animal because of the smell of the skins that she was wearing. When she was caught their master told the men to release her, but the mistress wouldn't allow it and so they brought her back to the encampment and placed her in the tent.

After the dogs finished explaining, a loud noise made Belle jump; in walked another male human and as he walked passed Belle, she could feel his icy stare piercing her skull; but she kept her head down, mixed of emotion rushing through her, she didn't know whether to pounce on him or cower in the corner of the room. Staying perfectly still and not letting him know of her fear.

The human male sat down on the wood piece in front of her. He then started crying the strange noises, as she had heard many times before, not understanding their meaning, he stopped speaking and started again this time a little more anger came through in his voice as he spoke.

Belle looked at the dogs for a translation, even they didn't understand. She could feel the anger and frustration grow, welling up inside this human male. Belle's fear was growing rapidly by the second; she didn't understand what he was saying. The fear was taking hold, instinct took over, she had, had enough. Everything, every fibre of her body told her to lash out, just like any other animal did when it felt threatened.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the dogs backing away.

"Danger" they yipped

Belle looked up with a fierce glance in her eyes, meeting the icy cold stare of his. Just as she was getting ready to pounce on him, his hand hit her cheek, and sent her flying over into the tent pole.

Then there was the rush of feet Belle was grabbed from behind by the two males that had stood by the door. She growled and lashed out clawing and bitting them, the males let out roars of pain, but their grip on her didn't loosen. This made Belle lash out even more now she kicked out with her legs, using her long jagged toenails to get at their bare skin on their legs. Again, she raked her nails across their arms and faces to free herself from their everlasting grasp. The grip upon her arms grew loose, Belle used this opportunity to her advantage, she luged forward making the males topple over.

Belle then mad a mad dash for the opening in the tent that led outside. Then a figure blocked out the opening, holding something that gleamed silver in the light. Belle stopped in her tracks, she knew it might be something that could hurt her, her rage slowly drained away, she backed away slowly only for the other males to once again grab her. The figure moved aside as Belle was dragged out of the tent and back to her tent prison. The men put up the barrier of wood again. Belle was once again left alone, and she was in total despair.


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