~Chapter 7: Being In Shock~
DPOV
I felt myself moving through a thick fog, it was warm, but blew in a way that made me gather a chill up my spine. I heard footsteps, a voice echoing far off in the distance, and laughing coming from all around. I stopped, I didn't know what was going on, my senses told me that something was coming, but all I could see was the thick blanket of blindness in my wake.
A growl rose from the bottom of my throat, and my head spun around. Instinctively my ears tried to pinpoint where all the sounds was coming from, but it had to be a mistake because my senses told me that they were coming from everywhere, and nowhere at the same time.
"What's wrong Derek? Never visited with your conscience before?" A tall dark haired man appeared from the fog, his eyes glittering with slyness, and a smile lined with intimidation played across his face.
"Who are you?" I said glaring at the man, preparing to hold my ground. His eyes looked up and down me numerous times, his expression never faltering, but getting more and more amused
"My- my boy, you sure have a long way to go." He was about to come closer when suddenly my instincts kicked in and I dropped further down, eyeing him through my bangs as a growl rolled up my throat. He never even flinched, but just put up his hands and asked for me to calm down.
I would of if I could, my body seemed to be acting on its own for some reason, and although that did frighten me, if anything, that man frightened me even more.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!???" I commanded. He didn't seem deterred by me, it did not help I was smaller than him, which I was extremely unused to, or the fact that he seemed stronger. I could tell in the way he stood, he had power hidden under his baggy dress clothes, and behind those desolate eyes. I didn't know honestly if I could take him.
"Is my less developed self honestly this stupid?" He said it as if he was surprised, I grunted.
"So I'm guessing that you are pretending to be an older version of me or some other load of bull." He raised himself up straighter so all of my 6'3 self could take a true gander at this 6'7 wannabe. I was really starting to have enough of this, and I made sure to let it show.
He glanced down to me; a look of concern replaced his intimidating smile.
"I didn't come to hassle you Derek, I came to warn-err, help you out with something you probably don't know of yet."
"And what would that be?" I said, making sure my eyes were planted firmly into the direction of his; I was never letting him out of my sight. He was up to something, I could feel it.
"As you may have already realised, I am not a real person, I am your sub conciseness, your human sub conciseness. " I nodded. Whatever insane person, I was not buying it."I came to tell you that the equilibrium between me and your wolf self has been lost" what am I, a balancing scale? "What I am trying to say is... your losing your human- err, becoming less human." Huh? I dared to let my eyes drop from his, and stared at my hands, then moved on to my torso and feet. I thought I seemed fine, there didn't seem to be any difference from my usual self.
"It's not the outer you I'm talking about, it's what's in here." He tapped his head, and I wanted to hit myself for thinking of such a stupid reaction. "The instincts of the wolf had been gradually taking you over for the past six months." When I first started growing substantially.
"This can't be good, how can I stop this from continuing?" I asked cautiously. I saw his shoulders slightly slouch, like he was expecting this question and was ready to answer it.
"Andrew was trying to tell you about it, thought you had the right to know what was happening to your body. But a certain someone dropped a bombshell, and totally ruined his chance of telling you."
"I was mad at him okay? The way he was acting and the way he was forcing me to do something that is pretty much straight up impossible didn't help either. It's his fault not mine that he didn't have the guts to tell me." He raised his hand and shook his head.
"Or were you just too eager to up and leave without a word to care what he might have had to say next?" well... there's that.
"Maybe I did something wrong, so what, what matters is that your here now, so tell me what I need to know!" I expected this adult me to shake his fist and say how I was being an ungrateful little punk and should learn some manners, but all he did was express a small secret laugh with himself. Probably thinking something on the ends of the line of ; wow, did I really use to act like this, he is such a child.
"Going through this process of unequal amount of instincts is normal for a young werewolf; the problem is that you are younger than most werewolves who start their first change, so I have no idea how your body is going to take it. It may be more of a sever experience than it should be."
"What's gonna' happen to me?" He laid on my trademark scowl, and a flash of amazement hit me, when he did that I saw the resemblance between me and him. Although a fair one, I did believe that this could possibly be me in a few years.
"It is unique to the individual, one may get the craving to have more meat at supper, one may like staring at the moon, and some go even farther, like starting to behave like an actual wolf."
"How long does this last?"
"Unlike the endless supply of testosterone that is secreted by your pituitary, this hormone is only able to be secreted three times by an extra compartment of your thyroid. This can only last for a number of days, maybe 2 or 3."
"What's the purpose of this?" He was walking around me, studying my appearance, and I turned to look at him. "Hey, are you listening to me?" He stopped, and shrugged off his on-looking.
"Why should I tell you when you already know?" My head shot up.
"You mean...?"
"It's prepping you for your first complete change which will happen on the third day."I looked away, lost in the blankness of the fog that surrounded us. That reminded me...
"Where am I anyway?"He came up beside me and matted my hair with his hands. I was shocked by how easily he was able to sneak up to me.
"Right now, you are about to undergo another 'Practice run' as Chloe would call it, and your body is under such extreme pain that you went into a state of unconsciousness to try to suppress the pain from putting you into a coma."
"So you're saying I'm in shock!"
"Shock is not really the word I would use."
"I don't have time for this; Chloe is probably pulling her hair out thinking that I am dead or something. I need to get out of here!" The man pulled my head up closer to his, and then whispered something into my ear.
"Just listen for her; she has been calling you for a long time now."
"Chloe...?"
"Well," He came up in front of me and took my shoulders into his hands, forcing me to stare into his eyes. They were so big and green, did mine look like that? "Chloe on the outside has only been staring, and trying to wake you up with little luck. You never actually heard her, nothing from the outside has been able to penetrate this barrier, remember...you're in shock."
"So... then, what is the sound I've been hearing, all that laughing, and the voices talking?"
"That's your memories of her, your brain trying to help you find your way out of this invisible maze."He gave me a serious look, he was trying to tell me something, but no matter what I did, I just couldn't read into it. "You must follow your memories Derek, or you will never see that face of hers ever again!"
He shoved me hard, soon the fog swallowed him up, and I was alone again... in this white mist.
Derek...You really want to know? Well, they are white and have sheets over their bodies and say BOO!
I remembered that one. That was one of the first times I talked to her, down in the laundry room. One of the first times in a while that I actually smiled.
I followed the sound, running like mad, I had to get back... I had to.
No excuse, like you said. You want me to stay away, wish granted.
This made me slow down, I made a left turn toward the sound, I remembered this all too well. When I grabbed her arm, and accidentally threw her. She hated me then, did she hate me now?
I_I_I need to send them back. So how do I do that?
I turned right; this was one of those times when I really was glad I was there. Chloe was bound and gagged in the basement crawl space, if I didn't find her...
See, you did rip out of your clothes...I hope you didn't like that shirt of yours cause it is toast!
The first time I changed.
I am so glad to see you...
...Derek, do you trust me?
When I finally found her at the factory, she seemed so happy to see me, why didn't I notice it that much before?
Wake up sleepy Jean...
Oh what can it mean...
To a, Daydream believer...
And a, homecoming queen.
That's when I saw her; she turned and smiled at me. She began repeating the song over again, then came at me and said:
"Close your eyes."
"Just for a minute." I said.
"Mmm hmm."
I began humming the song to myself, and then when I opened my eyes, she was there again, this time for real.
"I'm sorry for putting you through all this." I said, not realising how breathless I was, the pain was coming back, but I tried not to show it. I didn't want her to worry anymore.
"I won't leave you like this Derek, you know that. So don't worry so much about me, just think about you, I'm here for you, remember that."
"I will." I whispered to myself. What am I going to do about that girl?
