Running with Wolves 8

We all stared at Francis, who now put himself in my dangerous view, which also meant endangering himself. Anything in my view is within attacking distance. I whimpered at him and he shushed me! Then a look of final decision shown on is face.

"No, she is not here."

Zak and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"But Kur is." Zak gaped at him. I would've gaped too if I knew what he was talking about at the time. Was it the ape? No. As I recalled the ape was a gorilla cat.

"What is kur? Is that you?" I may not remember much about the world but I wasn't stupid. It wasn't obvious but it wasn't hard to figure out either. All attention was turned to me.

Zak nodded.

"You just learned that?" Francis asked me as if I were stupid

"Well yeah."

"Did you know kur has enough power to take over the world."

"Yes."

"So he told you he was kur without using the actual word Kur?"

"Yup," I nodded.

"FRANCIS!" Came the communicator.

"Did he hear all of that?" Zak asked.

"He already knows you're kur."

"I know, I learned that when he tried to catch me but, I mean…" Zak pointed to me with his head, nodding it towards me.

"I don't know." Francis slowly lifted the recording device and pushed the little button that allows him to communicate with. '

"So it is no go on the kur thing?"

"No, Francis, I mean yes. The kur power is dead… long gone, but I do want you to quit the lies and bring Clare to me."

My eyes widened in fright.

At the entrance…

Drew and Doc waited nervously for Francis's reply. When the speaker came back in they heard him meekly reply, "No." This surprised everyone.

Back in the medical room…

"What did you say?"

"I said no," Francis, replied stronger this time.

"I'll try again. Francis get up here, and bring the werewolf."

In a reply, Francis threw the walky talky item down and smashed it with his foot.

At the entrance…

Epsilon stood there, appalled at his clone son/self. He appeared somewhat angry at the whole situation.

"That is IT!" he bellowed. He shoved Doc and Drew out of the way and stomped past them in a huff. He stormed down the stairs and steamed his way through the halls. Doc and Drew looked at each other and rushed to catch up.

"Epsilon. Stop. You have no right to kill her."

"Do I need to explain?" Epsilon sighed pushing open the door to the medical room.

"You see her now, innocent. All werewolves start out that way. Then as time goes by they become ferocious. They can't control themselves. If they are angered they are likely to transform in front of a crowd. If this is done, people will hunt her. She will fight for her life as she has done against me, and in the process people will be hurt. They will be killed, by a once innocent person."

I stared at him from the bed where I lay, and listened to his speech about why werewolves had to die. He laughed sarcastically and frustrated.

"When her aggressive stage sets in you won't be able to stop her. You may trust her now, and ditto with her, but I can guarantee that won't be the case. With her especially, her parents were both werewolves. Do you know what happens when two werewolves are together?"

I stared at him not blinking, intent on hearing what he knew and was saying about my parents and I. I hadn't known the reason they died, or the reason they snuck out at night.

"Her parents were distantly related to the first werewolves ever, they were a powerful clan and the two leaders are the ones they descend from, so long ago. These werewolves were taken out by a type of snake person called the Naga."

Zak's attention was caught at this word just as the rest of the family's was. They obviously knew what in the world a Naga was. I swallowed a lump down my throat knowing the big part about my mom and dad was coming.

"Hundreds of years later after an endless amount of werewolves were caught, her parents got together, and they happened to be the two werewolves that inherited the power of the originals. Put both of the powers together and you get Clare. We killed them off, hoping to stop them from having kids with that power and fortunately we learned that your sister hadn't inherited them, but one of you had to," he paused now addressing me.

"You were too young for us to learn if you would be a werewolf at 13, you were and therefore you have all of your parents power and are more powerful than the oldest generation of were wolves. That is why you must be terminated." He finished.

Hearing about my parents death killed me, but now I knew he had killed them. My sadness turned to anger and I growled at him. He looked up from Francis who was looking at his feet shuffling them around.

"GET OUT!" I yelled.

"GET OUT BEFORE I KILL YOU!" I growled in an outburst, tears now rolling down my face. It may seem like nothing much, but you weren't there, you didn't hear his tone, and how proudly he admitted it. Epsilon showed no fear from my words but when I started trying to get up he realized I was serious and yanked Francis to him and pulled him close, as if he were making sure I wouldn't try anything.

"That, will be a huge problem for you. I will give you five days before coming back here on the 5th day, and by then, hopefully you'll have made the right decision." Epsilon turned briskly on his heel, and made a pathetic exit, while trying to look strong, and proud he had done the world the incredible service of slaying werewolves.

I clenched my eyes shut tightly and cried silently. Zak put his hand on my back trying to comfort me and Drew did the same, but it really didn't work. I lay back and curled myself up in a ball. Komodo, the lizard, and Fiskerton the ape stayed in the room by the door, unless Epsilon tried something while I cried myself to sleep.