The Story of a Lonely Wolf Chapter 22: Taken Away
/Flashback/
"Hello?" another knock was heard at the door about a half hour later.
"More people?" Toboe asked as he opened his eyes sleepily.
"Is anyone there?" the voice was heard again.
"Granny, you have to get up. People are here," Toboe said as he pulled on Granny's shirt collar trying to wake her up.
"Old lady?" the mailman's voice was heard again.
"Tim!" Toboe barked happily knowing Tim was back.
Hey, what's that? Toboe asked himself as he ran past the window and saw blue and red lights flashing filling the room and shining on the wall.
"Open the door," the voice said and a loud banging was heard on the door.
"What's going on?" Toboe asked becoming very scared. He'd never seen those flashing lights before and the noise they made was awful and loud and the banging on the door didn't help comfort him either.
"Come on, break it down!" the voice got louder as the banging continued. By the way he was giving commands Toboe could tell he was the leader of the group.
"Granny, Granny, wake up!" Toboe cried and ran over to Granny now more terrified then ever.
"Come on!" the voice yelled again, "You can do it men. It's just an old wooden door. It should be no problem for you."
"What? Do I do something wrong? Are they here to hurt me?" Toboe asked again in a panic and ran to hide under a red hand-made blanket that lay on the floor not to far away from Granny's body.
"It's coming!" the voice said as the banging got so loud Toboe was about to breakdown from fright.
What is going on? Toboe asked himself as he watched the wooden door begin to break. "Why is this happening? And why won't Granny wake up?" Toboe cried as he tried to get deeper and deeper into the blanket hoping to escape the flashing lights and the noise that was filling his mind. "What do they want? I didn't do anything," Toboe said beginning to whimper and shake.
"There we got it!" another voice called. Toboe didn't come out from under the blanket. He was too scared, but the loud thud he heard pretty much told him they had broken the door down.
"Good work, now search the house and be ready. We might find a body in here," the group leader said as the men entered the house. "You stay out here," he said to Tim.
"Alright," Tim replied not wanting to cause more trouble.
"Man, it reeks in here," Toboe heard a voice say.
"They're coming," Toboe said as he heard five or six pairs of boots walk along the hard floor.
"Hey, I found something!" one of the men yelled back to the others as he entered the room and ran to the old woman's side.
"Is she alright?" another man asked as the first man felt her wrist for a pulse.
"No, she's dead," the man replied.
"Hey, we have a body in here!" the man called as three more men walked in.
"What are they doing?" Toboe asked himself as he peeked his nose out from under the blanket to see what was going on.
"Bring a body bag in here," the leader said to one of the men.
"Right," the man replied. Toboe could see them all now, tall muscular men with black hats and uniforms. They also had black belts around their waists, which held a gun and a black stick.
What are they doing to her? Why can't they just leave us alone? Toboe asked himself again as he watched them all crowed around Granny. "Wait," Toboe said as he looked at their uniforms again, "I know these guys. Granny told me about them. She said they where called police officers."
"Here," the man replied as he returned with a big blue bag.
"What's that for?" Toboe said as he watched them curiously.
"Set it out please," the leader said.
"Ok," the officer replied and unfolded the bag and unzipped the zipper only a few feet away from Granny and the other men.
"Now help me with her," the leader instructed as he and two of the men lifted Granny's old body and carried her over to the bag.
"They're putting her in there?" Toboe asked as his eyes got wide and terror overcame his face.
"Well I guess now all that's felt is the paperwork," one of the men said as the man who brought the bag in began zipping it up.
No, they can't do this! Toboe thought, They'll hurt her!
"Got her ready to go?"
"Just about," the officer replied.
"No!" Toboe snarled as fear overtook his body and he jumped out from under the blanket and ran at the men that surrounded the bag. "Get away from her!" Toboe snapped his white fangs at the men as he stood over the bag causing the men to back away quickly.
"She has a dog?" one of the men asked nervously.
"Looks that way," another man replied as they kept their distance.
"Hey, mailman!" the leader of the group called.
"Yeah?" Tim replied.
"Did that old lady have a dog?"
"Yeah, a brown puppy. His name's Toboe. Is he in there?"
"Oh, he's in here all right!" one of the more nervous men replied.
"Ok, I'll get him," Tim said and walked into the house.
"Yeah… good idea…"
"Hey, Toboe," Tim said with a smile as he walked in the room.
"Tim!" Toboe barked with a relieved look on his face. He knew Tim would never let them hurt Granny.
"Come here boy," Tim said with a gentle smile and held out his hand.
"Are you sure that's wise?" one of the officers asked.
"Don't worry, he knows me," Tim replied.
"Is he mean?" one of them asked.
"Oh no, he just wants to rip our throats out," the other officer said as he stared down at the snarling dog.
"Come here boy, its ok," Tim said as he got down on his knees and began slowly moving toward Toboe.
"They were trying to hurt Granny," Toboe said to Tim, but Tim couldn't understand anything the young wolf said. To him it sounded like a few barks from any other dog.
"Here, Toboe," Tim said again as he came closer. "That's a good boy," he said as he put his hand on the brown wolf's head.
"Can you get him away?" the leader asked.
"Give me a minute," Tim replied and put one of his arms around Toboe's neck and the other arm under his stomach.
"What are you doing?" Toboe asked as he was lifted off the ground and carried to the corner of the room.
"Ok," Tim said as he held Toboe in his arms.
"Right," the leader said as he picked up the straps by the head of the bag and another officer picked up the straps by the end of the bag.
"Let's go before that dog gets us," one of the officers said as they began to leave.
"They're taking her!" Toboe cried and tried to get to them, but Tim held him firmly. "No, they can't take her!"
"It's ok, Toboe, calm down," Tim said as he held the brown wolf.
"No, let go!" Toboe cried as he watched the men carry her away. "No, you can't take her! No, please don't take her!" Toboe said as he barks began to turn into sad howls. "Don't take her!"
"That dog sure does like to make a fuss," one of the officers said as they put the bag into a police van.
"Yeah, that's why I hate dogs," another man replied.
"It's ok, Toboe," Tim said again trying to calm Toboe down.
"No, it's not! They are taking her!" Toboe said as he tried to get away from Tim, but was having no luck. "They can't take her! Please don't let them take her!" Toboe cried again as he saw the van and police cars begin to move and pull away from the sidewalk. "No…" Toboe said as he quit struggling. He knew he'd never get to Granny now. "She left… They took her… I'm alone again."
"There, there see, its ok," Tim said as he put the wolf on the ground.
"Granny," Toboe said as he ran out on the front porch and looked down the street. The lights and sirens had been turned off so Toboe couldn't follow them. He had no idea where they were. She's gone. I lost her. Just like I lost everyone else.
/End flashback/
