Post by Ina on Sept 3, 2008 23:45:37 GMT 1
"Heaven does not exist in the hearts of sinners, for those like you, darling" The bounds held her hand tight against the frame of the wall, her hands tied with heavy chains that dug grooves into her flesh. Her feet were bound similarly. Her head was bowed, as she stared at the floor, barely conscious. Her man of silky white hair fell over her face, a curtain of slivers that the light bounced off of. Those words cut her deep , sharper and far more efficient than any tools of torture he could have possessed. She shuddered as she attempted to find a hole in that logic and upon finding none began to thrash, her fear making her irrational. The chuckle that came from the burly man's throat caught her ears and she stilled, but only to raise her head and glare at him. Her eyes were piercingly blue, a stain against fair skin and feminine, but very lupine features. A growl rose in her throat and he chuckled as the once wolf was unable to break her bonds. He stroked a hand down her cheek, but did not intend for her to do as she. She grabbed it with her mouth, teeth shooting through the weak skin and into muscle. Her carnivorous fangs sinking into muscle and causing him to cry out in pain and tense, jerking against her hold. He raised a foot and planted a firm kick to her stomach. The effect was nearly instant as she released with a agonized gasp; going slack against the chains that bound her to the dungeon wall. He pulled a needle from his pocket and approached her, and despite her struggles, he jabbed the tool into her arm. The drug was sent straight into her system. Her eyes were hooded with dark lashes as she went completely limp like a doll. He lowered her frame and set her on the floor, watching as she moaned and curled around herself, forming a tight ball on the cold floor. He shook his head before making his way to the door. He opened and looked back over his shoulder.
The woman in the room was no ordinary person. She had been once a wild wolf with the strongest spirit. Many had taken her on and lost, but he and his staff had captured her and began to test drugs on her. Little did they know that she would be turned human by them. He smirked as he looked down at her chart. Her name was Ina, and she was regarded as a loving mate and mother. She was an arctic wolf, or rather had been. He wondered just how long it would take her to awaken and began once more screaming and destroying everything in her room. She had not eaten in a week, and had very little to drink. The staff and he had resorted to feeding her forcefully. She had not consented to such treatment easily and every time, it took a drug to settle the beast. He suspected her life had been hellish. She could endure quite a large amount of pain and withhold all sound. He wanted to get into her head and find out what made her tick and finally understand why she resisted him as she did. They were not so rough on her as they were on others, and this was only because he had felt a kindred connection with her snowy haired woman. The first step was getting her to speak and say her name. It was not easy to tame her and he knew either she was going to die or be freed before he ever got anything out of her. It was why he had been using torture, but he could not help the guilt that pang in his heart every time she glared at him. He knew she would cry nightly and wish to be free. He could not blame her. He stopped in his tracks as an idea struck him. He knew what her mate looked like and he knew they if he used only a small amount of the very drug they used on her, it would revert him into a wolf. He chuckled at his own idea and turned left, walking down a brightly lighted hallway before opening a keypad from the wall. He absently entered a code and the door unlocked. It was gruesome work, but after a few moments, he had managed to prepare the right amount. He smirked and with a farewell to his humanity, swallowed the chemical concoction.
The pain started in his gut and then grew in intensity before it caused him to slam to the ground. He watched in gross fascination has his legs withdrew and fur spread out over the newly formed limbs. His spine extended and he squeezes his eyes shut. After a second, it ended and he looked down. In a mirror, he could see a pair of orange eyes looking back at him, and the wolf that now stood before him was a magnificent being. It was simple in coloration, yet its musculature and scarring suggested he was a fighter. Now, he gave a howl to awaken the sleeping beauty. In her cell across the facility, Ina's eyes shot open. A wolf's call reached her human eyes. Her first instinct was to answer, yet she could not help but feel that the owner of that howl was familiar. She curled farther back into the corner to protect herself in case it smelled her, completely forgetting she no longer bore her canine form. The doctor however, Doctor Ziah, grabbed a needle full of the drug he had just taken in his mouth and took off a full run across the building. He was amazed at his senses. He would have never imagined that the world could be so vibrant and full of things to explore. The energy that ran through him as he ran was exquisite. He bit back a laugh as he skidded to stop. He could hear her whimpered, and could just see her back into a corner as she tried to protect the now meager life she had. He clawed at the cell door, its heavy metal plating mate it hard to open, but after a second, his paw caught the handle. The door opened and he slipped inside. It was just as he imagined she would be, but he smiled to her. Mate?" Came the soft whimper. He was surprised. He actually understood. The response he got was unexpected. She pushed off the wall and wrapped her flesh arms about his neck and hugged him. "Bounder, you came to save me." Her happiness lasted only a second. She held him at arms length. "You shouldn't have come. There is a human here who insist on making me miserable. He does things to me and I can't fight them. I don't understand it all yet, but my point is it's dangerous" He scoffed. "Nothing could keep me from you, darling" He hugged him again and then placed a paw under her chin and he dipped her head back and kissed her long and slowly, enjoying the secret that she was unknowingly being seduced by a human.
Ina was surprised. He had never kissed her like that before. It was far to strange and she did not like it. It was too human for her like. She began to struggle in his hold and despite the urge to pin her down and just take her as he pleased, he let go and backed away. Ina turned her back on him for a moment and that was when he pounced, the needle locked firmly between his jaws. He bowled her over and dug the sharp implement deep into her soft flesh. She cried out in surprise and pain. Her body began to shift and she whimpered as she was once more returned to a wolf. He walked up to her and nuzzled her while she was reoriented with her senses. Ina snarled and leaped at him. He was not at all her surprised. She must have put two and two together. "Tell me, who are you?!" She snarled from above him. He could see the fire in her eyes now and understood at last why so many wolves were afraid of the very female. He saw a flaw in her posture and easily pinned her beneath him. "I am Ziah, the doctor you spoke of and the one who is about to claim you in body, heart, and soul as I make you burn with passion's flames" Those words meant nothing to her and she bared her fangs. He pressed his body flush against her and enjoyed her squirming. He began to rouse and with a wicked smirk, lewdly rubbed against her, feeling the perfect contours of her body. It took a full minute for Ina to wrap her surprised mind around his intent and once she did, she shoved roughly on his chest, using her full strength to toss him across the room. Ziah hit the floor and skidded across the ground. Ina smirked as she realized something. He may have become a wolf, but he did not understand there were world. He couldn't get it.
She circled him as he got slowly to his feet, watching her wearily. She withheld her emotions, showing only a blank slate. This unnerved him greatly. He could not predict what she was going to do or what she was going to say. The very notion that he was now at her mercy caused him to panic. She watched keenly intent on causing him as much as discomfort as he had caused her with the passed several months. Her fangs parted and she lunged for him. He staggered backward, but her claws reached out and tore into his flesh. He gasped as she rolled with him, pining him once more below her. She whimpered as she felt a sharp stab in her side and fell to the left, jerking as her muscles spasming. The doctor looked to where she now lay, panting for air, a hand holding an needle in his own flesh. The on he had reversed her transformation with was still fixated into her flesh. She clutched at her shoulder and was about to pull it out when he laughed. "Don't darling. The moment you do, you'll bleed out." He knew she would any way and he was right as she pulled it out forcefully and threw it across the opposite wall. Blood instantly soaked through the loose garments she wore. Her hand plastered itself to her shoulder as she attempted to staunch the blood flow. Her blue eyes glanced down on it. He took a step toward her and watched her scuttle across the floor with her feet and free hand. The fear in her eyes brought out a predatory side to him and he moved slower, just to watch her terrified state increase. The female panted heavily as blood pooled below her. He however above her and dropped down to her side and licked the wound. Her blood was sweet to his tongue and he lapped at it fervently. She shivered beneath his mouth and he smirked against her skin. One of his hands drifted toward her pants, but she growled and slashed at his face with her claws which had yet to recede. She was not about to lie down and let him kill her like some weakling b.itch.
Her eyes glowed red and he shuddered as he thought it looked as if she might have been possessed. In fact, it was a curse that plagued her blood. He could not have known of the danger he was in as she leaped at him
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The woman in the room was no ordinary person. She had been once a wild wolf with the strongest spirit. Many had taken her on and lost, but he and his staff had captured her and began to test drugs on her. Little did they know that she would be turned human by them. He smirked as he looked down at her chart. Her name was Ina, and she was regarded as a loving mate and mother. She was an arctic wolf, or rather had been. He wondered just how long it would take her to awaken and began once more screaming and destroying everything in her room. She had not eaten in a week, and had very little to drink. The staff and he had resorted to feeding her forcefully. She had not consented to such treatment easily and every time, it took a drug to settle the beast. He suspected her life had been hellish. She could endure quite a large amount of pain and withhold all sound. He wanted to get into her head and find out what made her tick and finally understand why she resisted him as she did. They were not so rough on her as they were on others, and this was only because he had felt a kindred connection with her snowy haired woman. The first step was getting her to speak and say her name. It was not easy to tame her and he knew either she was going to die or be freed before he ever got anything out of her. It was why he had been using torture, but he could not help the guilt that pang in his heart every time she glared at him. He knew she would cry nightly and wish to be free. He could not blame her. He stopped in his tracks as an idea struck him. He knew what her mate looked like and he knew they if he used only a small amount of the very drug they used on her, it would revert him into a wolf. He chuckled at his own idea and turned left, walking down a brightly lighted hallway before opening a keypad from the wall. He absently entered a code and the door unlocked. It was gruesome work, but after a few moments, he had managed to prepare the right amount. He smirked and with a farewell to his humanity, swallowed the chemical concoction.
The pain started in his gut and then grew in intensity before it caused him to slam to the ground. He watched in gross fascination has his legs withdrew and fur spread out over the newly formed limbs. His spine extended and he squeezes his eyes shut. After a second, it ended and he looked down. In a mirror, he could see a pair of orange eyes looking back at him, and the wolf that now stood before him was a magnificent being. It was simple in coloration, yet its musculature and scarring suggested he was a fighter. Now, he gave a howl to awaken the sleeping beauty. In her cell across the facility, Ina's eyes shot open. A wolf's call reached her human eyes. Her first instinct was to answer, yet she could not help but feel that the owner of that howl was familiar. She curled farther back into the corner to protect herself in case it smelled her, completely forgetting she no longer bore her canine form. The doctor however, Doctor Ziah, grabbed a needle full of the drug he had just taken in his mouth and took off a full run across the building. He was amazed at his senses. He would have never imagined that the world could be so vibrant and full of things to explore. The energy that ran through him as he ran was exquisite. He bit back a laugh as he skidded to stop. He could hear her whimpered, and could just see her back into a corner as she tried to protect the now meager life she had. He clawed at the cell door, its heavy metal plating mate it hard to open, but after a second, his paw caught the handle. The door opened and he slipped inside. It was just as he imagined she would be, but he smiled to her. Mate?" Came the soft whimper. He was surprised. He actually understood. The response he got was unexpected. She pushed off the wall and wrapped her flesh arms about his neck and hugged him. "Bounder, you came to save me." Her happiness lasted only a second. She held him at arms length. "You shouldn't have come. There is a human here who insist on making me miserable. He does things to me and I can't fight them. I don't understand it all yet, but my point is it's dangerous" He scoffed. "Nothing could keep me from you, darling" He hugged him again and then placed a paw under her chin and he dipped her head back and kissed her long and slowly, enjoying the secret that she was unknowingly being seduced by a human.
Ina was surprised. He had never kissed her like that before. It was far to strange and she did not like it. It was too human for her like. She began to struggle in his hold and despite the urge to pin her down and just take her as he pleased, he let go and backed away. Ina turned her back on him for a moment and that was when he pounced, the needle locked firmly between his jaws. He bowled her over and dug the sharp implement deep into her soft flesh. She cried out in surprise and pain. Her body began to shift and she whimpered as she was once more returned to a wolf. He walked up to her and nuzzled her while she was reoriented with her senses. Ina snarled and leaped at him. He was not at all her surprised. She must have put two and two together. "Tell me, who are you?!" She snarled from above him. He could see the fire in her eyes now and understood at last why so many wolves were afraid of the very female. He saw a flaw in her posture and easily pinned her beneath him. "I am Ziah, the doctor you spoke of and the one who is about to claim you in body, heart, and soul as I make you burn with passion's flames" Those words meant nothing to her and she bared her fangs. He pressed his body flush against her and enjoyed her squirming. He began to rouse and with a wicked smirk, lewdly rubbed against her, feeling the perfect contours of her body. It took a full minute for Ina to wrap her surprised mind around his intent and once she did, she shoved roughly on his chest, using her full strength to toss him across the room. Ziah hit the floor and skidded across the ground. Ina smirked as she realized something. He may have become a wolf, but he did not understand there were world. He couldn't get it.
She circled him as he got slowly to his feet, watching her wearily. She withheld her emotions, showing only a blank slate. This unnerved him greatly. He could not predict what she was going to do or what she was going to say. The very notion that he was now at her mercy caused him to panic. She watched keenly intent on causing him as much as discomfort as he had caused her with the passed several months. Her fangs parted and she lunged for him. He staggered backward, but her claws reached out and tore into his flesh. He gasped as she rolled with him, pining him once more below her. She whimpered as she felt a sharp stab in her side and fell to the left, jerking as her muscles spasming. The doctor looked to where she now lay, panting for air, a hand holding an needle in his own flesh. The on he had reversed her transformation with was still fixated into her flesh. She clutched at her shoulder and was about to pull it out when he laughed. "Don't darling. The moment you do, you'll bleed out." He knew she would any way and he was right as she pulled it out forcefully and threw it across the opposite wall. Blood instantly soaked through the loose garments she wore. Her hand plastered itself to her shoulder as she attempted to staunch the blood flow. Her blue eyes glanced down on it. He took a step toward her and watched her scuttle across the floor with her feet and free hand. The fear in her eyes brought out a predatory side to him and he moved slower, just to watch her terrified state increase. The female panted heavily as blood pooled below her. He however above her and dropped down to her side and licked the wound. Her blood was sweet to his tongue and he lapped at it fervently. She shivered beneath his mouth and he smirked against her skin. One of his hands drifted toward her pants, but she growled and slashed at his face with her claws which had yet to recede. She was not about to lie down and let him kill her like some weakling b.itch.
Her eyes glowed red and he shuddered as he thought it looked as if she might have been possessed. In fact, it was a curse that plagued her blood. He could not have known of the danger he was in as she leaped at him
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