Ch8-The Turning Point

Sorry it took me so long! You know school and everything, in my opinion it should be banned but ya, no such luck!

Disclaimer- Ya you know I don't own any of there char, EXCEPT our little mystery man, oh and Brennan ya how cool would it be to own him! Ok well ENJOY!

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Shal awoke again, only this time she knew what was going on. She knew she was in trouble, more trouble then she usually got herself into. How she felt could be summed up in about 4 words. She felt like crap. Her head and shoulder were throbbing, and not even her feral healing was helping at that point.

She leaned her head back to try and decrease the pain, but all it did was hurt more, "oh my god this is such bullshit!"

She brought her hands up in hopes that the chains had somehow magically fallen off during her slumber. But there was no such luck. The chains where still there, and she was still in really big trouble.

"Oh jeez, you would think a girl could catch a break!" She growled.

Deciding the only thing she could do was sit there. Which was something she never did well, and she knew soon she would get bored and try to break free again. This didn't bother her though, the only thing that bothered her was the fact that she knew she would fail. Normally, she was most proficient at everything, and it drove her crazy to not be able to achieve her goal.

So she sat like that for a couple of hours, struggling ever so often, until the winged man walked in.

"Oh, I see sleeping beauty has finally woken from her cat nap."

Shalimar wanted nothing more then to wipe that smug look off the mans face.

All in good time…all in good time. She told herself.

"You know if you weren't the feral beauty that you are, I don't think you would have survived the night." He said, a matter of factly.

"Oh yes, and it would just be such a pity if I died, wouldn't it? It would put a damper on diabolic plans." Her voice laced with sarcasm.

"Yes," he sighed, "there is that….. Now lets see how those wounds are doing."

"Ya well, while your at it why don't you be a good little boy and grab me a beer and some Advil?" She smirked beneath her golden hair, that was strewed across her face and chuckled to herself.

As he walked across the room, Shalimar followed him with her eyes until he was behind her, even then she tried to pull an Exorcist maneuver and turn her head all the way around to watch him.

"You know, I don't think your head can go any farther, and if you move anymore I'm liable to make the wound worse."

Shalimar gave a snort and retorted with some nasty remarks that would have made Brennan proud.

"Oh such a mouth on you, do you kiss Brennan with that mouth?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" She spat.

"Not really, because soon it won't really matter."

Shalimar's features soon turned to confusion, "What do you mean?"

The man sighed with a shrug, "You know what? I don't see any harm in telling you a bit…"

For the first time in 2 days, Shalimar shut her mouth, listening intently for any information he was going to give her.

"You see Brennan hurt me…..so now I'm gonna hurt him!" A malicious grin spreading across his face.

"Wha…..what do you mean?" She said in confusion and worry.

"Lets just say that pretty soon your precious Brennan is gonna wish that he had never heard of me, he's gonna wish that those damn powers of his were just fantasy, I'm gonna make him wish he was dead long before death comes for him!" He was screaming now, his face red, his veins were bulging, and his hands were shaking.

Shalimar was taken aback by his show of rage, but at the same time his threats toward Brennan made her blood boil.

"You!…If you so much as lay one finger on his head I'll tear you to pieces!" Her inner animal coming out, her eyes had turned gold long ago and once again she was struggling against her bonds. Snarling and snapping at the young man, trying her best to get a hold of any available limb.

"You wanted to hear, so I told you what was in store."

"Ya, well, I don't wanna listen any more!" snarling wildly at him.

"You will listen to me!!!!!!!" Bringing her attention back to him with a swift backhand across the face.

Shalimar looked at him coldly, was still and silent for a second, then she started up her fit again.

The man backhanded her once more, but she kept up her fit.

"Oh this is becoming tiresome…" he sighed.

Producing a small vile of purple liquid from his pocket.

Shalimar stopped for a second to see what he was holding, "What is that?"

"Oh just a little something to quell the wild beast within you…"

Grabbing a syringe off the metal tray behind her and using it to draw some of the fluid from it's container.

Shalimar tried to push herself farther back in her chair, trying to make it so he couldn't reach her.

"NO! Get the hell away from me!"

Being bound to the chair, there was nothing Shalimar could do except wriggle as the cold metal sunk into her skin.

Her eyes changed to feral, then back to brown, then to a blood red, and then back to brown again. Then, for the first time in hours, the feral was still.

"Now, will you do anything I ask?" The man cooed into her ear.

"Yes master."

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