Incurable Love
Chapter 4
I wasn't in control of my own body.
My limbs twitched and writhed along the floor. They weren't even mine anymore. My entire body had been paralyzed and all I could do was lay there until something came and picked me up. I couldn't consciously make a sound or scream for someone to help me, expect for the groans that came from mouth, not from my doing. I couldn't move...
I wasn't in control of my own mind.
There was no thinking properly. My mind had been erased with my thoughts, memories and sanity. I tried to grasp back on but... it was like trying to catch water with my fingers, slipping right through the cracks at the last minute. There was something else inside my head, pushing me aside and taking control of everything... only to do nothing and let myself rot away. I can't think...
I wasn't in control of myself.
~IL~
Carlisle sighed as he let a single drop of werewolf blood splash onto some alcohol and observed the reaction through his flea glasses.
He had been doing the same thing for days now, taking a bit of werewolf blood onto, quite frankly, any random substance he could find and watched as they mixed together. Most of the time, nothing happened and the two substances swirled around each other, neither setting off the reaction he wanted. Occasionally he would come across one that would irritate the werewolf venom, or vice versa, but the werewolf venom always managed to come out victorious. The only thing he had discovered to beat werewolf venom was vampire venom, but other than that, it was just too strong to overcome with regular substances. If he could just find a way to keep the werewolf venom dormant then all he had to do was inject vampire venom into the sample and, hopefully, it would simply destroy the werewolf venom without killing the host in the process.
Wait a moment, he thought looking closer at the reaction. He saw that the alcohol he had introduced was affecting the werewolf blood. It seemed as though the alcohol was, the best word he could think of was... shrinkingthe black specks in the blood. He watched as the alcohol shrunk the size of the black specks to at least half of their original mass, making them much less effective. He timed how long a cup of alcohol lasted on a pint size of dormant werewolf blood. He groaned in frustration, just under six minutes. Then the alcohol started wearing off and the black specks quickly fought back against it and destroyed it. It wasn't enough time to administer the vampire venom and have the subject turn before the werewolf venom started fighting back. It was possible a larger dose of alcohol would do the trick, but the amount it would take would probably kill the host anyway.
Carlisle made a note on the effects alcohol had on the werewolf blood and added the ingredient to a list of things he needed to research further, before grabbing another random substance off the table and starting the process over again with another sigh.
~IL~
Marcus stroked Annabelle's hair away from her face, sighing as her dead eyes stared straight through his. He sat in the middle of her cell, cradling her filthy body against his. His brothers were off dealing with a vampire who had broken the law or done something else to upset them, he didn't remember, or care to. Instead he decided to inflict even more pain onto himself by visiting his broken love. He couldn't stand her cries as she reached through the bars for him, so here he sat with her in his arms, twitching and jerking as her unseeing eyes rolled around.
Seeing her like this hurt even more than losing his chosen mate Didyme. Aro had introduced him to his sister and like that they were inseparable. They decided to become temporary mates to each other, until one of them had found their other half. He can still hear her laughter as they flounced around the garden or library, just enjoying each others presence. She was his best friend. The day she died had torn his bleeding heart wide open. She had been murdered by the very thing that infected Annabelle, a werewolf. Her death changed him, badly. He refused to try and find another lover to help ease his pain and loneliness, and instead became a recluse, never leaving the castle unless there was business he had to attend to. He no longer smiled or laughed. The day Didyme died was one of the worst days of his life... and he would relive it over and over again happily if it meant he could escape this pain, the pain of seeing Annabelle lying here looking ugly and twisted and broken as the beast inside her counted the seconds until it could be released again.
He stayed with her until he could no longer stand looking in her dead eyes. Then he set her down on the ground and escaped her cell, running down the hallway, his heart breaking once more as her ugly and desperate screams followed him.
~IL~
"Felix," Alec called to him from down the hall. "We spared a few humans for you. Come."
He glanced between Alec and Annabelle. He was worried about leaving her alone. "I don't think it's such a good idea if I leave her alone right now."
"She'll be fine, you'll only be gone a few minutes." Alec assured him.
"She better be. It's my ass on the line if something happens to her." Felix grumbled before hurriedly following Alec down the hall.
He hadn't fed since before he was assigned as Annabelle's guard and since the full moon was only a few nights away, he had to be at full strength. Werewolves were never more powerful than at a full moon. They were lucky that when they slaughtered the other werewolves from the village, it was only a half moon. Had it been full, they would have lost a lot more than just four unimportant guard members of their side to them. Felix rushed to the throne room, where he could hear the sound of a couple frantic heartbeats within. With a sadistic grin on his face, he dove into the room, leaving Alec standing outside.
~IL~
Annabelle started giggling to herself as her only company left her alone. She was curled into a ball, rocking back and forth like the mad woman she was. Her insane giggles quickly escalated into peels of mad laughter as she violently began flinging herself all around the room. She rammed her fragile body against the bars made of her own kind, all the while laughing as she broke her own bones and tore her own skin open.
As the sun set, her bones broke again as her beast escaped. She continued ramming the door as her mouth grew into a snout, her turned into fur, and her fingernails turned to deadly claws. She grabbed the bars of her caged and shook them as hard as she could, howling in madness as the quarter moon glared on her back, from the little window at the top of her cell.
Eventually, the cage door began to give under the full weight of an insane werewolf repeatedly slamming itself against the bars. Little cracks and fissures started appearing at the edges of the cage, slowly spreading inward. The walls connected to the cage door, made from bones of her and teeth of what she hated, groaned in protest, smalls cracks appearing next to the bars as well, weakening the structure even further.
She howled and slammed her body once, twice, three times more onto the rapidly breaking cage door.
~IL~
Felix threw the last human to the ground and wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve. He left Alec to take care of the mess and quickly rushed back to Annabelle's cell. His feet pounded along the stone floor as he ran down the long hallway, towards the very end. He had a sinking feeling growing in the pit of his stomach when he couldn't hear her howls... or screams.
He skidded to a stop in front of her cell, his eyes wide with panic as he prepared himself for the worst... only to see her in her werewolf form curled up in a ball in the middle of the room, fast asleep. Felix breathed a sigh of relief, falling back onto the wall next to her cell. He was sure something had happened to her. He was just thankful that it turned out to be nothing after all.
A/N: So, you have a little snippet inside Annabelle's sane mind, Carlisle's research, and into Marcus's mind. I would love to know what your thoughts are on this. :)
By the way, I made a mistake last chapter and said Felix was with Carlisle to help restrain the werewolf for his experiments, but I went back and fixed it. Sorry about that.
Anyway, so I hope you liked the chapter and I'll see you guys next time. Bye!
