[FanFic] Waiting for Amber Skyy - Chapter 7It was actually quite nice to be friends with Leon. In between tests and experimentation, we were always placed right next to each other afterwards. We comforted each other after tough times and encouraged each other when we felt weak… well… I mostly did that. He was so young, I felt like I should be the one doing so.
One day, I was alone in my cage waiting for Leon to return from a test. He was gone much longer than usual, and it bothered me to no end. Every now and then I would kick or punch the bars of my cage, and sometimes I would hear one of those werewolf guys shout ‘hey’ at me. I didn’t care. I wanted to make sure my friend is okay. Bruises formed on my knuckles.
I sent another punch to my cage, making the bars rattle and my hand throbbing in pain. The frustration and worry in me dismissed the pain while one of the guys walked over to me. He bent down and stared in. It was that one guy, Jacob or something from days or weeks ago.
“Shut the hel
[FanFic] Waiting for Amber Skyy - Chapter 6I had to admit, I was terrified of what was going to become of me. There were kids in these cages that didn’t even look like kids. It was horrible, yet somehow they were still alive. I wrapped my arms around my legs tightly, sniffing back incoming tears. Now I know I’m not the only one of this whole bunch of mutated kids. That made my spirits rise just a bit more, knowing I wasn’t the only one, but knowing that there were other kids helpless just like me brought it down again. I rubbed my eyes to keep from crying. I’m not weak, I can get through this.
I nearly jumped out of my skin when a hand gripped a bar from my cage. I hit my head on the top of the cage and cursed silently. Damn, that’s starting to happen more now. The hand seemed to have a death grip on the bar, like it was going to break it, but it seemed so frail that itself would break. Gulping, I followed the arm connected to the hand into the cage next to me. I was thoroughly surpri
[FanFic] Waiting for Amber Skyy - Chapter 5I was locked in my cage for what felt like a good week. I have no idea why, but probably due to the little incident with the wolf men. They gave me minimal food despite my growling stomach. Nearly every day I threw up even when there was nothing in me. As much as I wished they’d all go die in hell, I needed better supervision because they didn’t care about me. I was their experiment, testing my metabolism and shit. They were going to do whatever they wanted to do on me, but I wasn’t going to let that happen. I was getting tired of it.
One time I pretended I was asleep while they brought a tin bowl of rotten food. Little did they know that when they opened my cage door that a ferocious me was going to attack them. Whatever was happening to me, I was slipping into a more feral side of myself, mixed with whatever else. There were two of them there, and I’m pretty sure one of them later died.
Good, they should be dead for what they’re doing. I didn
[FanFic] Waiting for Amber Skyy - Chapter 4The air escaped from me as I fell from the man’s back like a sack of potatoes. Breathing heavily and rubbing my neck, I shakily sat up. I squinted and tried to understand where I was. Grass scratched against my bare legs and a bright light source beat down. It was like the sun, it was the sun, and it felt good on my skin. When was the last time I’ve been outside? Weeks? Months? It felt like forever. And this place... it looked like a military training ground... but more intense looking. That’s probably due to the twelve-foot tall fence with barbed wire wrapped around the top encasing the area. There was no way to get out, and digging was out of the question. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was an electric fence too. There were also many men, very large and extremely toned men. It was like they were on steroids or something. Yet, they were running around just like a military camp. They didn’t even need the massive tires and climbing walls, they were mu
[FanFic] Waiting for Amber Skyy - Chapter 3Days passed, no.... weeks passed... well it felt like weeks without any contact with the white coated men. I have tried to stay awake, to keep myself from getting caught in their clutches to make me more into a freak. But that was impossible, and nearly every time I woke up, I was given an apple, or water, or something that should be edible but tasted like rubber. I never knew if they did more crazy things to me....
I heard a door squeak open and I didn’t glance over because I was too fascinated with my twitching tail. What can I say? I am easily entertained. Plus, there wasn’t really anything else to do. My ears twitched towards the sound though, and I nearly freaked again. The feeling was still startling, but when was the last time I heard a door open? Yesterday... I think; there’s no source of outside light for me to judge time. I could faintly hear the sound of wheels rolling and clanging in the di
[FanFic] Waiting for Amber Skyy - Chapter 2I heard another low moan that sounded dry and cracked around the edges. I knew it was me because my throat rattled. I peeled my eyes open and hazily blinked at the bars of the cage encasing me. I was back. I wasn’t dreaming before. Sobs caught in my throat as I shakily curled into a ball. There was no way for getting out, I knew it. I contemplated on the thought of that strange man who was able to control me earlier, but my mind wandered to something brushing against my leg. It felt like... fur. What the hell? Sitting up, I looked down and noticed the end of what seemed to be a cheetah’s tail. My body went rigid and I tried to wonder how a cheetah got into my cage. Yet I heard no growling or heavy breathing of the sort, and I followed the tail slowly with my eyes, wondering where it was connected to. It got to the point where I had to continuously turn in circles because it seemed to be attached to-
[FanFic] Waiting for Amber Skyy - Chapter 1 I heard a low, soft moan as my head hit something hard. “Ah,” I gasped as I rubbed the back of my skull. The hell? What... what happened? I heard another moan and assumed it was escaping my lips. I shakily sat up in the dark. I was somewhere, in something, because the floor was metallic, and my claustrophobia was increasing. My arms and hands reached and groped around, feeling cylindrical objects stacked side-by-side. My vision was taking forever to return, the room slowly filtering to my standards. I felt around more, the cylindrical poles were all around me, and I felt my head brush against a roof. I rubbed my eyes to clear the fogginess and opened to see bars all around me, and a low ceiling above. My eyes widened at the cage encasing me. My hair just grazed the top of it as I got on my hands and knees to crawl forward. I gripped the bars tight and tugged on them. No use, they were solid. I cautiously pressed my face against the bars, letti