Hey~ Long time no see. Or write. Sorry... Anyways. I was busy I had to write a story for a writing contest I entered. I won't know anything till April. But, I worked hard on it. But, sense it's done I can update here.Oh, and do any of you watch Sherlock? I friend of mine made me obsessed with it. Anyway I'm sorry. Read on.-LustfulKitten.
When Alfred woke up again, he knew he wasn't alone. He blinked away the blurriness, and tried to push away the confused feeling he had because of the painkillers.
His body felt heavy and his mouth felt like it was filled with cotton. At least he couldn't feel the pain though. But, his senses were dulled so he couldn't tell who was in the room, just that there was someone there.
Very slowly the heavy feeling faded, the down side he could feel the sharp pains in his head and side. Stupid drunk drivers.
He looked over slowly at who was in the room. At his side, sitting in one of the hospital chairs was a doctor. Had he seen him somewhere before? He thought so.
Alfred watched him closely, trying to figure out who he was. The man slowly rose to his feet, and laughed. "Oh, poor thing. Don't you remember me?" He asked, walking closer to the bed.
NO! That voice! That man! Alfred gasped and tried to move away, but was stopped when the IV pulled at his arm. He ignored it. Anything was better the being close to one of them.
One of the men that had forced him into fighting. Why was he here? How did he know it was him?
"So, you do remember? I hoped you wouldn't forget me."
Alfred took a deep breath, "Go away."
The man had the nerve to laugh, stepping closer. "Oh, no, no. You're my experiment. I can't believe you changed back. I thought surely the drug would last longer. But, no harm done. The next will be stronger, you'll never be human again.
That's when the memories came back. He hadn't always be a cat.
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Alfred lay on a cold surgical table, staring up at scientists with every type of drug Alfred had ever seen. They poked him with so many needles he couldn't feel his arms anymore.
They laughed at his pain. He was nothing more than a lab experiment to them. He watched them with heavy eyes. One of the drugs was making him tired. No, if he feel asleep he couldn't fight back.
But, he couldn't fight off the blackness. He could only give in. He closed his eyes as the drugs took over.
When he'd woken up he'd become a cat. I super strong cat. He busted his cage twice before the put a chip in him to limit his powers. His strength they gave him.
He was sold to a man and they put his crate in the back of a truck and taken to a large building. The man carried his cage inside and he was placed in a dark lonely room full of barking dogs.
After a few hours, the man came for him and through him in another cage and covered the cage with a back tarp.
When the black tarp was removed the door to the cage was popped open, and Alfred being shaken and scared darted out and tried to run. Only to see he was in another cage. He looked around widely at the people crowded around the outside of the over sized cage.
His eyes flew to man walking toward the cage with a huge dog on a leash. A pit bull? Oh, no. He turned back toward the cage to see it was gone and so was the man who left it there.
He turned to see the man open a door to the cage and unhooked the leash that was on the huge beast of a dog. Too big. He'd be killed for sure.
The dog rushed at him once he was released. Alfred ran at the dog and slide under the Pit. He heard load cheers coming from the people watching.
He turned around and hissed, lunging at the dog. He landed on his back and sunk his teeth into its flank before jumping off.
He landed on his feet and hissed at the dog turned toward him again. He ran at Alfred, growling. Alfred jumped over him, causing the Pitt Bull to run face first into the cage.
He jumped onto his back again and sunk his teeth into the dog's next, and used his new sharp cat teeth to rip at the dog. He didn't have much fur to pertect his neck, making it easier for Alfred to get to his neck.
Soon, he jumped off and watched the dog fall to the cage floor. The cage door was open and he was grabbed and threw back into the cage. Alfred instantly curled up in the farthest corner of the cage. He was still covered with that dogs blood. None of it being his.
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Alfred felt sick looking at the man who had bought him. He pulled out of the bed, the IV ripping out of his arm. He stumbled backwards once the dizziness hit, but he didn't fall. He had to get away.
He stared at the man, who just smirked at him. "What is it? Scared?"
Ivan's voice and face popped into this mind. Ivan! He had to get to Ivan. His Ivan. He looked around for anything to use as a weapon. His eyes fell on the IV. He jumped back onto the bed and grabbed it.
He lunged at the man with the IV in hand and plunged it into the man's chest. He let it go as soon as he knew it had went in. It caused the man to grab at his chest and gasp.
He ran past the man and out the door. He ignored the yells at him from nurses and doctors. he had to find Ivan, his Ivan. He was shaky and dizzy the medicine not being completely out of his system yet.
His side ached and he looked down to see blood dripping off of him and onto the floor. Even the gown he was wearing was soaked with it.
He ignored it, being used to a lot of blood and tried to find Ivan. "Ivan!" He screamed, looking around widely.
Ivan heard the yells, having been awake and fighting with a nurse to see Alfred. He jumped out of his own bed and rushed out of the room, ignoring the stupid woman.
Alfred saw him as soon as he was out of his room. He lunged at Alfred and Alfred almost flew into his arms. The young male was in tears and was bleeding. Ivan felt his blood boil. Something was wrong.
"Shh." he soothed. "Calm, Alfred. You're fine. I'm here. Are you alright? What happened?" Alfred shook his head and clung onto Ivan.
Ivan looked up to see a group of nurses and doctors heading their way. "Damn.." he cursed and lifted Alfred off his feet. He knew Alfred still needed the medical care. But, he also had a friend that was a well-known doctor. He'd take Alfred to him and everything would be fine.
He rushed toward the way he remembered the door to the hospital was. How was he going to get home? or even get away? He had to think of something.
He held Alfred tight against himself. A phone, he needed a phone. His eyes jerked to the desk. There. He pushed past a nurse and sat Alfred down against the counter. he grabbed the phone and dialed a number, his eyes flying back to the doctors and secretary that was all around know.
The dark aura that seemed to come out when he was angry was there. His angry eyes flashed to each of them as he held the phone to his ear. His eyes a warning. He they came near him or Alfred he wasn't afraid to hurt them.
He heard someone answer the phone. "Yao, I need to. Come to the main road in front of the hospital in town. Hurry." he heard his friend sigh, "Of course, Ivan. What trouble did you get into this time?"
Ivan hisses, "No time for that. Get here now." He put the phone back on the receiver and leaned down to scoop Alfred off the floor. His eyes were closed and his breathing was too heavy.
He was bleeding out. He turned and ran toward the door. He felt the security guards behind him chasing him. He got the doors before hand and pushed them open. They swung closed after he was out.
He made his way through the parking lot. Rocks were digging into his bare feet, but he was more worried back Alfred. He heard the secretary guards and he knew they had guns. He frowned and moved to the side the bullet hitting a car. Pretty. Fast. Ha, serves them right, more than likely one of those rich doctor's cars.
He reached the main road to see a shiny back car racing down the road. The car stopped in front of him. He opened the back door and laid Alfred inside the car. He rushed around the other side of the car, thanking the heavens Yao's house wasn't far from here.
He opened the door and climbed inside, he slammed the door shut right before the car took off. "Ivan, what have you done this time? And who is he and why is he bleeding all over my seats?"
Ivan took a deep breath, "I took him from them. His name is Alfred. He's-A friend. And we were in a car accident. He's hurt, but I couldn't stay there. Something was wrong. I couldn't let him stay there."
Yao sighed, annoyed. "You need to stop getting into these messes. I can't keep cleaning up after you." Ivan nodded, "Thank you."
After a quick drive Yao turned off the car and got out. Ivan did the same going the back seat quickly and pulled Alfred out into his arms.
"Come. I'll fix him back up." Ivan nodded and followed Yao into his house. Large. Overly so. Ivan liked it.
He leaned Ivan to one of the spare bedrooms and stripped the bed of everything but the bottom white sheet. He grabbed his medical kit and towels out of the attached bathroom. Ivan laid Alfred softly down onto the bed.
He stepped back as Yao pulled up a seat and cut the ugly gown off Alfred. After it was off, he instantly went to work, cleaning and sewing the wound back up. Alfred had to be pretty out of it because he didn't have any painkillers to numb the pain, other the lingering affects of the one at the hospital.
The date did not turn out well at all. He felt really bad now, knowing he'd have to make it up to Alfred.
After Yao was done, and stood up and took at the instruments into the bathroom and put them into peroxide. Ivan sat down to watch Alfred.
Yao exited the bathroom. "Ivan, are you hungry? would you like something to drink? He may not wake for a while. Maybe you should rest?"
Ivan shook his head, "No, I'm going to stay with him. I left him once and look what happened."
Yao smiled, knowingly. He'd waited a long time to see Ivan fall in love. It was nice. "Aright. Yell if you need anything. And let me know when he wakes up." With that being said, Yao left the room.
Ivan stared at Alfred, "Please wake up and be okay, Sunflower. Please."
Uh. I think I like the way this chapter turned out. Do you?Oh, and if anyone wants to Roleplay with me, let me know. Message me please. Thanks -Lustfulkitten
