Shane couldn't believe his eyes, he couldn't mutter a single word or move a single muscle as that matter. All he could do was stare, mouth agape, at the large screens on the walls as he watched a large blue-furred wolf murder a kid. But that's not what had unsettled him the most. What unsettled him was that the kid looked a lot like his younger self, not only that, his voice was also identical. "W-wha... what is this?! This has to be a fake! Why are you showing me a footage that's clearly been edited!?" he shouted as Sebastian kept an impassible expression, almost like he was expecting a different reaction from him. "Oh really? Edited?" he chuckled "I wouldn't expect you out of all people to pull out such a flimsy excuse" he started pacing around Shane's glass cage "Or is it that perhaps you have no honor? Maybe you don't even regret doing it, do you?" he grinned "You never had the face of someone who regretted murder to be fair" Shane at this point was completely lost, he didn't
"I... he... what are you talking about? How can I be that-! That thing! You're just delusional, that's what you are! You've edited this over a kid's death recording and now you're accusing me of it?! Are you insane or what!?" that's what he put into words, but in his head he was thinking something completely different.'What was that? Why does this scene look so familiar? And why did I feel guilt when I watched it? Could... could it be that... no, no there's no way that this thing was even remotely real, I mean, blue wolves? What are they gonna tell me next? That the earth is cubical?'The lumberjack was just staring at him with a curious look in his eyes, casually playing with the knife in his hand as he listened to Shane's pointless rant."See Lucas? He's a liar, he won't admit to it even when the truth is shoved right to his face, let's just kill him now and put an end to this" Sebastian growled angrily."In due time boy, first let's make him show his true colors now, shall we?" he
Bianca couldn't remember what happened clearly. All she knew was that she had a knife pressed against her neck just a second ago, the superficial cut and blood dripping out of it was proof. When she started to feel the knife cut her skin, a loud howl echoed throughout the room, followed by the sound of glass shattering. She reflexively closed her eyes, covering her head as she got pushed and pulled around for several seconds before it all came to a stop. When she sheepishly opened one of her eyes to see what happened, much to her surprise, there was a large blue wolf protecting her from the two kidnappers. "W... wha..." she shakily sat up and looked around, her fever making her vision blurry and slightly dizzy, not really helping in the situation she was in "Am I hallucinating? Or did I die?" she mumbled to herself, pinching her arm to confirm that, at the very least, she wasn't dreaming. "Well, whether I died or not... this is definitely the weirdest thing I've ever seen... by far
"S-shane... is... is that really you?" she hesitantly reached out, brushing his blue fur, Oneiros remaining still "B-but how? How did y-" "Enough messing around! I'm your opponent beast!" the hunter took advantage of this moment to change magazine, basically putting to waste all Oneiros's hard work. The wolf turned his body around, pushing Bianca with his head, forcing her to stand up. "What are you doing?" he whined, looking up. She followed his gaze and saw the trapdoor at the end of the ladder, which had been left open, luckily for them. "You... want me to escape?" he nodded, flinching as another bullet hit in in the back "No! I won't I-" she started coughing "-won't leave you alone" Oneiros was starting to feel desperate, he knew he couldn't fight at his fullest if he had to worry about protecting Bianca, and if he couldn't fight, he couldn't win. 'What do I do now? How can I make her leave?' his eyes looked left and right, finding no solution. Surprisingly, a solution instea
"AAAAND OUT! FUCKING FINALLY" Alex wheezed, carelessly dropping the knocked out Sebastian on the fresh snow right outside of the cabin while he gently set down Angela. He placed his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. "Fuck! I hate exercise! I'm never doing anything athletic after this in my life!" he complained. "Alex" Bianca called, leaning heavily against a nearby tree, she tried to walk towards him but the second she let go of her sustain, she fell "W-where... where is Shane?" "Still inside, Imma get him right now, don't worry, just sit tight I'll be right back" but just as he tried to get back inside from the door he came out of, he found it locked "What the fuck?!" he tried to pull harder, but to no avail "Fuck it, I'll just use the ladder" he sprinted inside the cabin, trying the trapdoor, but finding that locked as well. "What the fuck is going on!? Why are they locked!?" he ran back outside, trying the door again. "W... what's happening?" Angela asked, terrif
WARNING: THIS BOOKS CONTAINS MENTION OF CHILD ABUSE, GORE AND THE USUAL TRIGGERS, READERS BE WARNED ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Beep... Beep... "Shut the fuck up..." Shane mumbled, burying his head in the covers, trying to muffle out the annoying sound of the blaring alarm. Unfortunately for him, the machine did not have ears... nor a soul for that matter, and therefore it did not listen to his plea, deciding instead to increase it's volume. He let out a tired sigh, sticking his arm out from under the covers, patting around until he felt the off button, slamming it perhaps a little too strongly, causing the device to let out a sickening crack. But it's not like Shane cared, as long as he could sleep a little longer, he would have gladly thrown that cursed thing out of the window. "Finally, some peace and quie-" Knock! Knock! Knock! "Brother wake up! We are gonna be late for school!" a female voice called from the oth
By the time Shane reached school, the few papers that he had in his backpack were reduced to a mushy white mess, not to mention that he was soaked to the fucking bone. "I'm definitely not going to class like this... I'll probably have one hella of a cold tomorrow too, thanks dad" he grumbled angrily as he walked around the empty halls, making a sick 'squosh' noise at his every step and leaving wet footprints behind. 'The janitor will clean it anyway' he thought as he pulled out his wallet, thankful that it was waterproof. He went up to the vending and bought one super warm coffee, he needed to bring his body temperature up desperately, even if just by a few degrees. As he was walking back outside, Shane saw a nice, fluffy, warm looking coat hanging at a nearby coat hanger. A thought crossed his mind, he looked around before muttering a "Fuck it" and snatching it, throwing his soaked jacked into the thrash, putting on his newly acquired coat. "So fluffy" he mumbled as he snuggled i
"So this is your house huh? Not too shabby if I can say" Alex commented as they headed inside "Were you expecting a fucking nuclear bunker filled with weapons for the doomsday event? Much like the one in your house?" Shane replied sarcastically, earning a glare in response "We'll see who will laugh last in the end when that day comes" he scoffed back, offended. "Ok you two stop fighting!" Angela called, tugging her brother's sleeve "Shane I'm hungry! Can we have bacon?" "You already had bacon yesterday Angy" she pouted at his answer "But I want bacon!" he just sighed "I'll make some for dinner, how about that?" she pondered the offer for a moment before eagerly nodding "Oki!" "Go change and put down your backpack, lunch will be ready in 30 minutes" she darted off to her room, disappearing from their sight. "How do you get her to listen to you so obediently?" Alex asked, quite surprised upon seeing their interaction "I just give her a cookie whenever she does what I say and behaves"