Chapter 10 is FINALLY UP! Please forgive me for the looooooong delay in this chapter. I started to develop a bit of writer's block. Hate writer's block! (wants to stab it!) But here it is at last! I know I kind of left you guys a bit on edge last time with Chadwick and Tala taken away and Sheila getting shot, but this chapter is pretty much away from Chadwick and Tala and more towards Wolborg, Sheila and Chadwick's sister, Sabrina (My other Beyblade OC) She doesn't play a massive role in the fic, but she will pop up now and again. Hehe.
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While the worried residential people awaited the arrival of the police and the vet, Sheila continued to howl and whine in pain as the woman who phoned the police and vet applied pressure to the husky's shoulder wound.
Sweat beaded down the woman's brow as she held a determined stare and gently hushed the husky. Her six year old daughter was at the husky's head and petting her fur so softly to help her mother to calm the, obviously, distressed dog down. The girl petted the husky's boofy neck as she stared, wide-eyed, at the large white dog that had its nose against the injured dog's one.
The girl looked up to her mother, confused. "What's the white doggy doing, mama?" She asked and blinked cutely as her mother looked up. "Is the white doggy giving the girl doggy a kiss?"
The girl's mother sighed and suddenly gasped when the husky yelped and screamed as she applied too much pressure to the wound. She looked back at the gawking people. "Well don't just stand there!" She exclaimed, rather harshly. "Get me some towels and hot water." She instructed and turned her aqua eyes back to the gasping husky.
The woman furrowed her brow and hushed her again. "Good girl. You're going to be alright." She cooed and looked back at her fiancé. "See if you can find her collar or her owner's phone or something." She said and watched him wander off into the apartment.
Wolborg whined at Sheila and licked her brown nose with his pink tongue. He kept his sharp, amber, eyes on her and cooed when he heard fumbling from the apartment. He growled to himself as his large, boofy, tail thumped against the blue and purple lino. He would revenge his husky and also her master and his own.
Wolborg's fur stood on end when he remembered his master's mentor. His piercing red eyes against his black mask. His pale smirk against thin lips. He was the one who… who had done those terrible deeds to those children, along with his master.
When he was left in the care of his master's companions; Wolborg could always feel the horrible things that his master underwent. Forced as a lab-rat to become the best. And if his master's mentor was not please then he would often return to them with many bruises, cuts and scrapes. But, to Wolborg, this seemed the less of his troubles.
He had witnessed his master forced to stay in a large tank full of green liquid to help to program him to win. He knew that his master was never the same after that. But he did notice- when his master started speaking to Sheila's master- that his master began to calm down and was less affected by the experiments.
And now here he was. Taking care of his husky and awaiting for his master to return with Sheila's master from the mentor. From those piercing red eyes. From that pale smirk against thin lips. Their masters would return… Wouldn't they? He whined and half-lidded his amber eyes as Sheila cried and howled in pain. He couldn't bear his husky in pain. There had to be something he could do.
Wolborg snapped his head up as he felt pressure on his shoulder blade. He looked back and let loose a deep, terrifying, growl at the human behind him. The human was bent over Sheila's trembling body seeing to the wound in her shoulder. He growled again and bared his fangs as Sheila cried and yelped from the human's hands pressuring on her wound.
The vet looked up at the white wolf and gazed into its amber eyes with his deep sapphire ones. "Your friend is fine, buddy. She's just hurting a little." He stood up and accompanied his female nurse with the stretcher that they would carry the husky down into their emergency van with.
He took a collar and leash from a man who had found one. He nodded to the man and slipped the collar around the wolf's thick neck and attached the leash to the metal hoop of the collar. He smiled gently at the wolf and helped the nurse to lift the husky onto the stretcher. He picked one side up while the nurse lifted the other side. He nodded to her and they carried the distressed husky from the room with the woman, her fiancé and daughter following behind with the wolf.
At that instance the police arrived at the distress call and began closing off the door-way to investigate further. One of the officers found a mobile phone and slapped a pair of latex gloves on to look through the contacts list. It appeared to be the phone of the abducted person.
He flipped through the contacts and came across a name and phone number called: 'Mum'. He nodded to himself and turned to his colleague. "Trey." He called, a young man looking up with golden brown eyes. "Give me the phone. The mother needs to be informed." He said and took the black work phone from his colleague and proceeded to dial the number.
Down in rural Victoria, a cosy double storey house stood out against four paddocks, two dams and a small herd of livestock. The weather was fairly warm with Gum trees back in bloom with neighbouring wattle trees and pink and red bottle brush.
Through the kitchen window of the house was a woman with ebony black hair and warm hazel brown eyes. She had a slight tanned complexion about her face as she washed a few stray dishes and looked out the window to a girl walking up the stone steps after herding their sheep into the appropriate paddock; shared with a few mothering goats.
The girl sighed as she reached the top of the stone steps and brushed a few stray silver bangs from her tanned and freckled face. She wiped sweat bullets from her brow with the back of her left hand as she kicked off her steel-toed boots and shook her head and pathetically blew a single strand of silver hair from her face that was tickling her cheek.
She opened the back door and let out a loud yawn to the woman. "Sheep are in with the goats. Just got to get Toby and Bowser to help me with the cows tomorrow." She stretched and grinned. "I should call Chad to see if Sheila can come down." She sat down at the kitchen table and scratched behind her right ear.
The woman chuckled and finished the few dishes and set herself down next to the girl. "Well, Sabrina, Chadwick told me that he has a new job. He's allowed to take Sheila in with him as well." She beamed. "She's such a beautiful girl." She looked up when the phone rang. "Mind getting that, hun?" She asked and began drumming her nails on the table surface.
Sabrina picked the phone off the receiver, hoping it was Chadwick. "Hello?" She blinked at the voice on the other end. "N-no… I'm his sister." She stammered, hearing her mother stand up in a hurry and rushing to her side. "I'll hand you to my mum." She quivered and handed the phone to her mother.
The woman held the phone to her ear. "Hello, Kate Wilson speaking. Might I ask who this is?" Kate asked in a hurry and her eyes went wide. "Police? Has Chadwick been in an accident? Oh god please tell me that my baby is okay." She had tears in her eyes as Sabrina stared with frightened eyes. "He… he's missing?"
Sabrina gasped. Her heart skipped a beat and the blood drained from her facer. Her tanned face soon went pale as her mother burst into tears and choked on sobs as she dropped to her knees and buried her face in her hands. Sabrina bit her bottom lip and picked the phone up.
"Are you still there?" Sabrina asked, emerald eyes full of worry. "Yes. He has a brown and white husky. Her name is…" She trailed off as she listened to the police. She gasped. "Which vet?" She placed a hand to the side of her head and groaned. "I- I understand. Thank you. We'll head down and see her. Thank you, sir. Please keep us informed." Sabrina breathed slowly and steadily and placed the phone back onto the receiver.
She walked to her mother and bent down next to her. "We need to go to the vet. They're investigating Chadwick's disappearance. For now; Sheila needs us." She waited for her mother to respond. She was extremely distraught and Sabrina sighed in frustration. "Fine, if you won't come, I'll go myself." She announced and ran upstairs to get changed into worn clothes that were suitable for riding in.
She tied her silver hair high in a ponytail and shoved her mobile and keys into her denim jeans pocket and ran outside and slipped into her steel-toed boots. She pulled on a sturdy riding helmet and a thick, woollen, jacket.
She ran to the stables and pulled a chestnut brown stallion from the stable and prepared to rein and saddle him. He had clean hooves an newly nailed shoes to avoid stones catching in his hooves. She threw a blanket over his back with two, thick, sheepskins with a padded tanned saddle made from fine tar and leather.
She pulled the reins over the stallion's head and pushed the metal mouth bar in his mouth and flung the reins over onto the saddle and hauled herself into the seat of the saddle from the left stirrup. She squeezed her legs against the stallion's sides and clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth.
As she directed the stallion out of the gate to the front yard, Sabrina noticed that her mother was standing at the front door with a sheet of paper and a few little things. The girl sighed and squeezed gently with her left leg and tugged softly to the left with the black, leather, reins. "What is it?" She asked as she pulled the reins to halt her stallion.
Kate handed the paper to Sabrina and gave her a fully charged mobile phone and her purse. "I just thought that these would come in handy when you reach the vet. Those are Sheila's papers, her vet and health details and also the address of the vet." She watched as Sabrina unclipped the left, front, saddle bag and neatly folded the papers together so that they would fit.
"Keep the phone in your pocket and keep me informed. And I also put money in your purse for rest stops and for Sheila. My bank card is in there as well." Kate placed her hand on Sabrina's; which was resting on the lip of the saddle. "Please be careful." Kate watched her daughter place the phone on vibrate (1) and then place it into her front pocket. The purse when into the saddlebag with the papers and Sabrina, tightly, fastened it.
She looked down at her mother and nodded. "Don't worry. Tex will look after me." She petted the left flank of the chestnut brown Quarter horse (2) and beamed. "Keep me informed also. Of Chad I mean." She pulled to the right with the reins and squeezed her right leg against Tex's side.
The stallion grunted and turned to the right and went into a quick trot. His hooves clanged on the pebble drive-way as he trotted along and allowed Sabrina to check for any cars. Once in the clear, Tex felt a light kick to his side that signalled him to begin to canter.
Kate watched from the front porch as Tex cantered out of the drive-way and down the road. She was worried for her son and could only hope that he would be found and brought home, safely. She turned to the front door, when Tex and Sabrina were out of sight, and went inside to await the next phone call from the police.
Back at the apartment; the police and team of investigators began dusting and searching the disturbed apartment for any signs or indications of abduction. They looked through the kitchen; where the door was off its hinges and flecks of blood were on the kitchen counter and the wall.
Two of the investigators searched the small bathroom with three searching through the bedroom and Chadwick's belongings. Upon searching they found the boy's small laptop and booted it up for any information that could, prove to, be useful.
The head of the investigators blinked when the msn window popped up and automatically began signing in. She watched as the window opened fully and she began searching for any previous conversations. Success. She opened the previous conversation windows and began reading them. She turned to her team and nodded. "Get this back to the office and print off all conversation windows. Make sure that all of them are printed." She emphasised the word 'all' and handed the laptop to her male colleague and was handed the black phone.
Kat sat in the kitchen table with her head between her hands and her elbows on the surface of the oak table. Her shoulders racked uncontrollably as she sobbed and cried for her son. Well… sort of son.
She clenched her eyes shut and bit her bottom lip. It was true that Chadwick wasn't her real son. They weren't related by genes or by blood. But she had given him a home from the cold streets and he held a very special place in her heart.
Her two eldest sons had gone off to explore the world and her eldest daughter had been killed in a car wreck. She was informed that she had died on impact. That was the very first time that she had felt heart-broken.
When her daughter had died her husband was a complete wreck and took all of his sadness and anger out on their adopted son who had just gained citizenship. It was never clear where he had been dumped from but his name never came up in any of the data bases. So that was a nice hundred and twenty dollars for him to become a citizen.
But once this was said and done, her husband nearly destroyed the boy. After their daughter had died he wanted to make sure that the boy's life was a living hell. He almost destroyed his immune system, along with his digestive track. He had broken both his arms and hands, over periods of time, caused the boy's left testicle to be amputated, broken his nose several times and, much to everybody's surprise, shattered his right hip.
He didn't think the boy would ever retaliate… and he never did. He always did as he was told and instructed, He never gave any lip or problems. He would just endure it and not give a rat's.
But in the end her husband was given court and trial and had been put away for twelve years. After her husband was locked away Kate told him that Sabrina was not his daughter; which resulted in aggressive behaviour and an extra year on his sentence.
While her husband was away on business, Kate had gotten a tad lonely and decided to go out with a group of friends to a little get-together club and that's where she had met an Alaskan man named Mercaille. He was pure Alaskan with a proud heritage and a noble background. She explained the situation and he pitied her. Sparks flew and it was a blissful one-nighted affair on both their partners.
When her husband returned Kate told him that he had gotten her pregnant before he went away; and he accepted this. But when their child was born she had come out of her mother with silver, almost white, hair and emerald eyes. Kate had convinced her husband that it could be a birth defect and he accepted this and the girl.
And now here she was, Wondering so worriedly if Chadwick would be alright. Sabrina was making sure that Sheila would be fine. She tensed her shoulders and gasped when the phone began to ring. She hurried over and pulled it off the receiver.
"Hello?" She listened on the other line as the investigator introduced herself and then began to discuss the findings and information. Also the indication of a possible internet relationship. Kate gasped. "My baby was having an internet relationship?" She couldn't believe that this was happening. Chadwick was such a cautious person and would never fall for that.
This changed, however, when the investigator told her of the incident with Sheila and a large, white, dog that was seen and taken to the vet with the husky. "A large white dog? I'm sorry but I don't know anybody with a dog like that." She nodded and sighed. "Thank you for this. Please bring my baby home safely." She sighed and hung the phone up and looked out the window at the silver lined clouds that were coming over from the east.
Stares were given and received as a chestnut brown Quarter horse galloped down the bitumen streets and then onto the cement pavement to escape the traffic and make the journey to the vet smoother and easier to come to the distress call.
Sabrina's silver bangs bobbed about her face underneath the hard riding helmet as Tex kept at a continuous pace towards the vet to aide the distressed Sheila and figure the whereabouts of her brother.
What Sabrina couldn't understand was why her brother would suddenly get abducted. He had no enemies. None of which she could think of. He was a good student when he attended high school and always kept his grades at a steady position. So who would want to do this?
She couldn't keep thinking of this while she was leading Tex around the suburbs. She looked up and around. They were getting a little closer to the vet in North Melbourne. Chadwick and Sheila lived in towards the Docklands, which is Melbourne's harbour. She would love staying over the night and taking Toby and Bowser with her to visit Sheila and have a play with her.
Sheila got along great with other dogs. She was a puppy at heart and wasn't a year old yet. She would be hitting a year soon, if Sabrina got to the vet in time that is.
She narrowed her silver eyebrows. 'Who would want to hurt Sheila? If they were trying to get to Chad… then why would they hurt her? It doesn't make any sense.' She kept her eyes on her hands which were gently gripping the reins to direct Tex. She looked up and around.
She tugged at the reins lightly to signal Tex to stop. He grunted and stopped on the curb of the sidewalk as Sabrina looked around. The animal hospital she needed to go to was another fifteen kilometres away. On horseback that would take at least half an hour to an hour and a bit (3). She didn't know any alternate routes that would make the journey go faster. She sighed and squeezed Tex's sides to signal him to trot across the road to get to the other side.
Wolborg sat in a room with a nurse and a vert as they looked him over for any visible signs of impact, scratches, cuts or bruising under his thick coat. He looked away from them with his amber eyes and looked to the door. He knew that out that door and down the hall a bit was his husky. She had been injured and now the humans were trying to help her.
He growled low in his throat and bared the points of his fangs as he remembered to his master's mentor and the other humans who had taken his and Sheila's masters away from them. Wolborg remembered what his master's mentor had done to him those times before they had met Sheila and her master. He could still hear the sadistic laugh of the mentor play through his head.
Wolborg began to bark and howl as he remembered that laugh, remembered that face… remembered everything. He yelped, barked, snarled and howled at the humans who were trying to help him. He backed against the door and barked at them. Then, getting on his hind legs, scratched on the door to signal that he wanted to get out.
The vet looked to the nurse worriedly and began to reach out to the distressed white wolf. He scraped and scratched on the wooden door with his black nails to try and get out of the room. When he was on his hind legs, the wolf was almost towering over the vet and nurse. He was a very large canine and would need to be approached carefully.
The vet picked up a phone in the room and dialled to the front desk to open the door and told them to lock the door to get out into the waiting area. She didn't want the other patrons to get hurt or scared from the white wolf. It was very frightening but it was also frightened itself.
The vet nodded to the nurse and blinked when the door opened and the wolf raced out of the room and ran down the hall where the husky was being operated on. She ran after the wolf. "Close and lock all doors leading outside and to the waiting area!" She stressed and gasped when the white wolf got through the operating doors and disappeared. "Shit." She hissed and ran back to the front desk.
Wolborg's boofy white tail was between his legs as he approached the metal table with his husky lying still as a stick on the surface. He whined to her and approached her as a human looked down at him and then went back to removing the bullet.
Wolborg sat on his hind legs and placed his front paws on the surface of the table as he looked his husky over. She had things coming from her mouth that had been tied over her snout. She had her ice blue eyes closed as the human worked with thin sticks to remove what had been paining her.
He cooed and whined and nuzzled his black nose against her brown one. She wasn't moving or responding to his gestures. Wolborg yelped and whined when the human finished up on his husky's wound and began to wipe it with a cloth and then place more cloth to the wound. Wolborg whined at the human as they finished up and then looked don at him.
The surgeon smiled at the wolf and petted behind its ear. "Don't worry. Your friend will be fine now." He held up, with the surgical tweezers, the bullet he had removed from the husky's shoulder. "It's here and she will be fine. Good thing she has a friend like you." He beamed and placed the bullet down with the tweezers and then went around to the husky's front to remove the tubes that were helping her to breathe and stay asleep.
He removed the tubes and placed them down onto a tray which a nurse came and collected for sterilising. He got help from another nurse to help him to lift the unconscious husky to another room and set her down on warm bedding. He smiled when the wolf began to follow close behind with his tail still between its legs.
Wolborg watched as the humans placed Sheila down onto a warm bed and covered her with blankets to keep her warm and safe. He padded towards her and set down next to the bed and placed his chin on the blankets and rest his nose against hers. He whined and cooed to her as she slept on. He hoped his husky would be okay.
Sabrina halted Tex with the reins and slid out of the saddle, gasping at the sudden weight to her ankles and feet. She pulled Tex over and tied his reins to a pole next to the door and grabbed the papers and her purse out of his saddle bag and then ran through the door to the front desk.
She pushed past a few waiting people and apologised. "I'm sorry. But this is an emergency. I'm looking for a brown and white Siberian Husky. Her name is Sheila. I was told she was brought in here." She waited impatiently as the receptionist looked through her notes and nodded.
She looked up at the strange silver haired girl. "Yes, she was brought in here this morning and has just left surgery. Would you like me to call the surgeon for you?"
Sabrina's left eyebrow twitched. She had never been so anxious in her life. "No!" She shouted to the receptionist. "I need to see her, now. I need to know how she is.." She trailed off when a man walked through the doors and glanced at her.
"I assume you are the owner of the husky?" He asked, blinking confused at the girl.
Sabrina shook her head and walked to the man. "No, she belongs to my brother. But please, I need to see her. My brother is…" She had to think of the right thing to say to not arouse attention. "He is unavailable at the moment." She blinked when the man took her through the hall and down to a room.
The surgeon stopped at a door and looked back down at the girl. "She is in here. Sleeping at the moment. I don't think she will be asleep for much longer. Dogs don't have a big as effect with the anaesthesia as humans do." He placed his hand on the doorhandle.
Sabrina blinked as he opened the door. She looked to the man. "Would you mind taking my horse some food outside? He hasn't eaten since early this morning." She told the man and smiled when he nodded. She breathed in slowly and out even slower. She walked into the room and instantly stopped and gawked.
In the bed was Sheila with blankets over her. But next to her was a large white dog. It had its head next to Sheila's and was whining and cooing to her. Sabrina swallowed hard and bit her bottom lip. The dog was huge. It couldn't be a dog… Sabrina stepped closer and gasped when its head shot up and bore its amber eyes into hers.
She looked it over as she walked closer and closer to the two. The white dog didn't seem vicious. Otherwise it would have torn her to shreds by now. And they wouldn't of let it in if it was vicious. Sabrina set herself down next to Sheila and then looked to the white dog again.
It stared at her with its large eyes and had its head tilted to one side slightly as it looked her over. She had to admit that it was a very beautiful dog. But where did it come from? She looked back to see a nurse walk in with some treats and water. "E-excuse me?" Sabrina asked, the nurse looking to her. "Who does this dog belong to?" She enquired and looked back down at the dog.
The nurse shook his head. "I'm sorry, I don't know. It was brought in with the husky so I assume that it belongs to the same owner." He left the treats and water next to Sheila's bed and left Sabrina with the sleeping Sheila and the staring white dog.
The dog couldn't of belonged to Chadwick. He had only ever had Sheila. Then who did it belong to? She gasped when her phone rang in her pocket. She looked at the flashing screen. 'Mum' it read. She pushed the green button.
"Hey mum. Yeah I made it here alright. Yeah there's this white dog here and.." She trailed off as her mother explained everything to her and caused Sabrina's emerald eyes to go wide and stare back at the dog. "A.. a wolf? He was what? In an internet relationship? Chad? No!" She exclaimed to her mother as she looked to the white wolf. "Yeah… I'll tell you how she is when she wakes up. Alright mum. Love you too. Bye." She pushed the end button and looked back down at the wolf.
It looked into her emerald eyes with its amber ones as it placed its nose back to Sheila's and whined. Sabrina blinked at the wolf and began to pet behind Sheila's brown ears softly and affectionately. "I wonder who you belong to…" She trailed into thought as the wolf stifled a yawn and closed its eyes to rest with Sheila.
Sabrina could only hope that her query would be answered along with her brother's safe return. She opened her purse and looked to the window pocket of a picture of herself and Chadwick playing around like real brother and sister. 'Chad…'
Little pointers in this chapter:
(1) Mobile phones can scare horses. They have sensitive hearing like cats and dogs and can get very scared. And when horses get scared they usually rear and it can hurt. Never had it done to me but believe me it happens.
(2) Quarter horses are Australian bred horses that we often use on farms and while labouring and such. They're pretty much Australian work horses and are very beautiful in the face and have sturdy bodies and legs.
(3) I don't go horse riding very often and when I do its usually only in the sandpit because we don't have a proper saddle for Emma =( But I only guessed that it would take that long for them to reach fifteen kilometres. Sorry if this is wrong or anything =d
And there's chapter 10 done at long last! I'm so glad I got this written up. Now to begin on chapter 11. Haha. Should be fun.
Well thank you guys so much for reading and please do review ^w^
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