Authors Notes: Wow, the play was good, but the reviews I've recieved have been even better than the High School Musical play.
We're Not Your Lab Rats!
"Shannon." Tom groaned, they'd been searching for hours, not getting anywhere, not finding anything, either. But Shannon persisted they carried on. She said if they delayed anymore than they had who knows what might've already happened. But it was dark now. They were using torches and their phones. Their backs were aching, and Tom was pretty sure he was catching a cold. "Shannon, what exactly are we even looking for? Its dark, and we're still searching for God knows what." Tom whined a little louder for Shannon to hear as the winds picked up and muffled the sound. Shannon stopped searching for a moment, strightening her back and rolling her eyes, throwing her hands up in the air and turning on the spot so she didn't lose where she'd last been searching. Neither of them really knew what they were looking for, but Shannon had an idea of what she wanted to find. Tough from there she didn't know what to do. She glared at Tom after not managing to respond to his question. Tom felt annoyance grow inside him, "You don't know do you!" He declared as she began to search again.
"No, Tom, I don't know. But we need to find something, a clue or anything just something that'll help us find Rhydian... I mean... what if he wolfs out? What're we going to do then? He'll be chased out of Stoneybridge and how on earth will we explain that to Maddy when she comes back? 'Oh, sorry Mads, we had an argument with Rhydian and then months later he disappeared.'? Somehow Tom, I don't think that will go down well." Shannon said, her tone sarcastic and accusing. It had afterall been only the boys that argued.
"Your right... as usual. But it was his fault!" Tom declared, wishing the words back as they left his lips, he sounded childish, and he knew it. Shannon turned back and rolled her eyes.
"You are just as much to blame as he is, Tom." Shannon replied with a sigh. She continued to search even though Tom still complained. Then as she shined her torch over something she caught a quick glance at something that reflected the light. Tom was still complaining as he kicked the leaves, "Tom! Come over 'ere!" Shannon demanded.
But he ignored, "I mean, I know its partly my fault, but don't he think I miss Mads too?" Tom continued, ignoring Shannons urging look and started to kick a large tree stump, his hands deep in his pockets, feeling around for something.
"Tom, I know alright, I miss Mads too, but I think you really need to come see-" Shannon tried to get through to him, but she was interrupted by Tom complaining once more... obviously ignoring her once more, Shannon rolled her eyes and moved closer to the object that had reflected the torches light. Looking around the area that the object was she slowly stepped towards it, she shined her torch other it once more to reveal what it was. A bag. Rhydians bag. Shannon gasped, moving quicker towards it. "TOM!" she shouted... hopefully he wouldn't ignore.
But of course, he'd walked off, away from the stump and couldn't hear Shannon at all.
"Great. If only he had wolfblood hearing." She mumbled to herself whilst she picked up Rhydians bag. "Would Rhydian leave his bag?" she asked herself, she thought about the possibilities for a moment. Why would Rhydian need a bag in the wild, all they did there was run wild and hunt... as far as she knew. Plus Rhydian hated hunting. The countless amount of times he'd complained about how disgusting it was to tear an animal apart like he'd been forced to. The amount of times he'd actually thrown up because of it. But that was something different. Shannon laughed to herself... only slightly, before picking up the bag, "Of course he would." She sighed as she walked back toward the path that she'd left Tom.
But something stood out. Some plastic and glossy, like a plastic tube, reflecting the torch but making the light wider. Shannon frowned, bending over slightly to pick it up. Her eyes widened as she held the new object up and looked at it better. She dropped the bag, "No, no, no, no, no! Rhydian you idiot!" she shouted as she saw the needle at the end with dry blood on the tip.
Tom had then run over to check what was up. "What's wrong?" he asked, he stopped running when Shannon turned and showed him the syringe she held, his eyes widened, he looked up at Shannon, shaking his head in disbelief, "He wouldn't. Not after everything thats happened." Tom hoped.
"I don't think he had a choice, Tom." Shannon spoke in a shakey, worried voice.
"He could've ran! He's quicker than her! Quicker than anyone! You know that! I know that! And he knows it too!" Tom shouted, his anger beginning to overtake his fear and worry.
It wasn't just Maddy who lost out when Whitewood found out the truth. Both Tom and Shannon had to try and begin their school lives again... without Maddy. They suffered, and when Rhydian started to get worse they really began to struggle staying friends with him.
"For God sake, Rhydian! Your not the only one that misses Mads!" Tom shouted after Rhydian ignored him again. "You don't know anything Tom!" Rhydian shouted back. Shannon sat watching the two boys fight, wishing it would all stop. Her head had snapped toward Rhydian in shock when he said that, "Yeah... I know." Tom had replied, his voice lowered, but the tone of anger stayed there. Rhydian looked between both of them, "You know what! Forget it!" He shouted beginning to leave. Shannon quickly stood up rushing towards the door before he could leave, "Rhydian stop. We need to sort this out, like adults." She pleaded. 'For Maddy', is what she forgot to say. "No, you both know I didn't mean it in that way. But neither of you know what its like to lose someone you love!" Rhydian shouted one last time before leaving the dark room... and never comeing back. "He's right you know, Tom." Shannon pointed out sitting back beside him. Tom scoffed, "But when he wants to come back and apologise, I'll be ready." Tom said, looking down at a photograph of the four of them before Whitewood.
"Yeah, but maybe it wasn't just Whitewood he was up against." Shannon remarked, Tom turned his head slightly to give Shannon that 'what do you mean?' looks. She continued, "Remember that assistant she had when she discovered those bones. Well maybe she told him about the wolfbloods and he decided to help her on this. Maybe, Rhydian had no escape."
Tom thought about it, for a moment. "Ok, but say that is the case. We have no idea where they've taken him." Tom replied.
"Well, Tom. Its a good thing we've got internet. And if not... I'm sure Jefferies has dear old Dr. Whitewoods address and telephone number." Shannon explained, her voice had a smug tone to it, like she knew exactly what to do and how to do it.
But did she know just what she was dealing with?
They walked home, linking arms. Afterall, it was late, and you never know what monsters are lurking in the dark. Waiting to pounce.
Authors Notes: So now that the dark moon day is over the chapters will be longer... there was two reasons why the chapters haven't been that long. I like causing suspense. And I haven't had any idea's pop up in my mind good enough for my dear readers. But this is what happens when you put Tom and Shannon in the woods together searching for clues. In my POV anyway.