Anger, lots of anger.
Fear…
Escape, I need to escape I need to tear these tailholes from limb-
Wait what?
I'm thrown out of the back of the van as it comes screeching to a halt, ow, ow, anger, ow, nerves…
My heart is thumping and there's a growing nagging voice in the back of my head that I don't think that I'm going to be able to fight back for much longer. I don't want to listen to it but the drugs have given it the mission to hijack my train of thought and- well it's working. Mary's home right now, but I don't know for how much longer… or if I'm gonna be able to get back when I slip… when, not if, I know I'm gonna…
The doors slam open and there's a bag stuffed over my head and I want to scream but there's no air in my lungs and I can't get free and I'm not gonna be able to escape and I'm scared scared scared ANGRY scared and I feel myself getting more agitated more worked up more out of control and I know that it's gonna get to the point where I don't know if I'll be able to fight myself back and I can feel the haze eating away at my sanity…
"Damn it, I told you to dart a pred, you flocking idiot, does this look like a fucking pred to you?" I hear a rough voice shout and apparently chewing through the bars is what my mouth wants do to right now and thank the celestials above that the ZPD medical plan pays for dental…
Kay, can't think about that right now and apparently sheep can growl?
Oh fudge…
"You damn idiot, you darted an officer!" That voice sounds familiar and I want to hurt them, hurt kill maim blood maim…
What the-
This isn't me this isn't right but the anger is there there there there there…
I'm tied up and I'm trying to fight back and I get a pretty good bite out of one of them and he jumps back yelping and then they're binding my arms and throwing me into a dark room and I'm alone and angry angry angry and I can't move and I just want to scream and I do- I scream and I scream and I scream until my throat is raw, no words just anger anger anger more than I've ever felt before and it's really scaring me and the fear is just tearing me up on the inside and I can't get free and then I hear a noise and the noise sounds like a predator and I want to fight it hurt it kill it and no Mary we don't do that but angry!
Angry angry angry angry-
And then a voice, fox-? Jason-
Jason's voice angry-
My voice angry, kill maim no don't Jason-
"Go ahead, let them out," other voice, different voice, low voice, old?
"Are you sure that that's a good idea, sir?"
"You want this problem dealt with, right?"
Bright lights, angry, falling out of cage, pain, light, pain…
Growling…
Animal- mammal- PREDATOR!
PREDATOR PREDATOR RUN RUN-
"Mary I'm so angry angry angry I don't want to hurt you-
Floor hard, walls around but can move okay yes fear scared help, predator!
"So angry, Mary," voice there, whose? Coming from nearby, run?
"Why am I angry, Mary?" Is Jason yes yes, predator, no Jason run no is Jason-
Jason?
Jason no angry please no-
Must protect.
"Most interesting… Mister Woolbright, I believe you have some explaining to do…"
Angry voice. Not Jason. Jason angry, why?
Someone else. Angry, why angry?
Woolbright- who?
Know that name?
Yes, whose was-?
Fear, predator-
"They're not attacking each other, what the fu-"
Different voice, whose? Woman? Maybe- angry angry afraid..
"Deirdre, haven't I told you that this is going to take time?"
"I don't care, Jesse- you should know this shit! Affecting prey? Isn't that exactly the opposite of what we wanted? Make it stronger, you said you could do that… and look at these freaks, you darted fecking ZPD OFFICERS! They're gonna be on us! And why isn't the fox attacking her? We can get rid of him, nobody would notice, he's just a fox…"
"And, ma'am, he's a-," first voice, scared now, more than- more than me…
That's weird…
Thoughts making sense-
Must keep acting crazy.
Still scared, predator…
"He's the Wilde's kid…"
"OF ALL THE FUCKING MISTAKES no no this is gonna be fine we've just got to dump him…"
"What about the ewe?"
"Dart her again, it'll probably kill her-"
"You said no casualties-"
Oh my gods they're gonna kill me-
"So why the feck is are they protecting each other? Doesn't she know that he's a predator… he might eat her-
Still gotta stay nuts, grr-
"You what, let's just ditch them both-
I see something flash in the corner of my eye, something, something oh shit Jason's going for them-
And I have to stay down as they taze him, again, again again and we're getting thrown into the back of a van again where the hell are we going, oh gods are those cuffs and shock collars stay down Mary… don't blow your cover don't blow it don't blow it don't blow it-
We're moving, where are we going?
We're moving, and I don't know if I want to know-
It's getting colder and Jason's just pacing around in circles, around, around around on all four paws and I don't want to get hurt and every time I try to get closer to him-
The radio crackles and I stay down as Jason leaps up and snaps at the window- thank goodness he's avoiding me my mind is still mostly fuzz, what the hell...
"So you want these scraps frozen?"
"That was the order, Gerald…"
That's the same voice as earlier…
Aw hell- whoever they are, they're probably in charge of this- and I, well, you don't get let go, you just get shovelled off to some other fate… and I don't really want to let myself think about any of that. Either it's gonna be me getting thrown into a frozen river and iced, or I'm gonna get eaten alive by my boyfriend.
That sounded way less strange in my head a second ago-
But no matter, he's turning on me-
The world is slowing down-
Welp, I love you anyways, dear-
So long.
