Captive

Chapter 15

Adam was very quiet. It wasn't about wanting to be mistreated and abused. It was about not trusting any human. Human beings have proven to be horrible. He had learned at a young age to keep his true existence hidden from humans. He had made friends with schoolmates. But then, he ended up being kidnapped from the affection and comfort that his parents gave him. He was so young. Too young to know what s*x was. He liked to play ball, and he loved the PlayStation that his father had given him a few weeks before everything happened. When humans kidnapped him and moved him there, they transformed his innocent world into a hell of pain and terror. He had never imagined that children like him could be kidnapped and raped. He had never imagined that children could be killed. The truth was, he now knew that this must have always happened, but in his innocent world, he was unaware of any of this.

His father thought he would be stronger if he studied at a human school. It would give him the experience of a world he didn't know. What his father certainly never imagined was that this change of school would put him on the path to undesirable experiences which no child in the world should have.

He had stopped thinking about the past and everything he had been through, and had chosen to survive the moment. The hope he had that his father would walk through the door and hold him in his arms, saving him from that hell and promising that everything would be okay, had vanished into the past, like vapor.

The fact that Sergey doesn't seem to want to hurt him provokes memories of the past in Adam, and the past makes his heart hurt, as much as the s****l acts he was forced to undergo on a daily basis.

Flashback

The bell rings and the whole class gets up, packs their things and gets ready to go home. Adam was 12 years old, and despite hiding from everyone that he was a werewolf, he had many friends.

His best friend, every day he waited for him at the door to go home, together. On that day, his friend had left early, because his mother had come to pick him up to go to a routine appointment.

Adam leaves the school, with his backpack on his back, and walks along the sidewalk. On his body he wore the new clothes that his mother had given him, and because he liked them so much, he wore them practically every week since his birthday. On Adam's handsome face, he carried a smile. Adam was a happy pup. His parents bought a house near the forest, and he and his mother spent the week there, returning to the pack and his father on the weekends.

He could already see his house at the end of the street, when a white van, with an ice cream slogan, stopped next to him.

- Little one, can you tell me if you know a school nearby? I was supposed to deliver ice cream for all the students' lunch tomorrow. It's an offer from the director, but I don't think I can find the school alone.

- It must be my school – Adam replies, already salivating for tomorrow’s ice cream. You have to go straight, until the end of the street and turn right, then just go straight. It's at the end of the street.

- Thanks. You saved my day. Wait, I'll give you an ice cream as thanks. -He says, getting out of the van and opening a door in the back.

Adam accompanies him ready to accept the ice cream, but when he reaches the door, a cloth soaked in chloroform, in the hand of another man who was inside the van, covers his mouth and nose and, within seconds, he faints. .

Adam didn't know how much time passed between going to get the ice cream and waking up with a headache, in an animal cage, inside a truck, with other cages, where other children and young people of both sexes were closed. Almost everyone was asleep, and only he and one young adult were awake.

- Are you awake? – the man asks.

- Yes. Where are we? I want to go home.

- Are you a werewolf? I recognize you by your smell.

Adam blushes. He could not confirm these things.

- Do not worry. I am a vampire.

Adam starts crying.

- I want my father and my mother. – cries the little pup.

- Do not cry. You are a werewolf. You are strong. I don't know what these humans want with us, but let's wait for the others to wake up and then, when we can, we'll escape.

- How are we going to escape? These bars are made of silver.

- I don't know. But we will try.

The truck drives for hours. Everyone ended up waking up. Many tried to open the cages, and were hurt in the attempt.

- I don't have a very good feeling about this. – a young woman said.

- Of course you don't. We are creatures trapped by humans. Nothing good comes from this. – another says.

- Will they kill us? – another asks, and all the children and some young people started crying.

- Shut up – the vampire says. - you are scaring the pups. Let's just wait for them to come and get us and then we attack them and run away. We are much stronger, and some of you can shift into feral form.

Silence settles in, only interrupted by sobs.

Without receiving water or food for many hours, everyone was scared.

When the truck stopped inside a barrel or warehouse beneath the ground, several men, heedless of the angry screams, cries and pleas, threaded metal tubes and carried the cages to individual cells, as if they were mere wild animals hunted on safari.

Adam was so scared that he peed.

The men left him in a cell, alone, still inside the cage, and left. He didn't know what had happened to everyone else, and he didn't know how he was going to get away, like the vampire had said.

After a few hours, he fell asleep, and the smell of the pee that had dried on his clothes filled the cell.

4 men enter and cover their noses. He wakes up to the insults of men who call him a “disgusting dog” and “pee face”.

A hose is brought and cold, high-pressure water is thrown at him, making him retreat until he is leaning against the bars, which, being silver, burn his skin, making him intensify his screams of terror.

When the hose is turned off, they go out, leaving him there, soaked, on top of the remains of water.

A few more hours passed, enough for Adam to fall asleep again, shivering from the cold. The cell and his clothes dry, before anyone comes back. No one had given him anything to drink or eat and he was hungry and thirsty.

Adam dreams about the food from the pack, and his mother's cooking. How he wanted to be at home. He wakes up and cries. Never in my life had he felt so scared.

The door opens and a hand releases several sprays from a container in his hand, and closes the door very quickly. Adam first thought it was perfume because he had peed, but he quickly realizes that something is wrong as he starts to lose his balance and feel everything moving around. His vision became cloudy, and if he was scared before, now he was panicking.

The 4 men enter again with a gas mask, open the cage and drag Adam to the door. A fat man lifts his shirt, and injects something who has hurt Adam terribly, to the point where he screams. A machine is placed over the area that was injected and when a beep sounds, Adam feels his body being forcibly calmed down. It seemed like the desire to run away had disappeared.

The cage is removed from the room, and in its place a mattress, some blankets, a pillow and some clothes, which looked more like pajamas, are left.

He is placed against the wall and several photos are taken, including photos of his private parts and ass.

When they finish, Adam is thrown onto the mattress. No one was worried about whether he had fallen onto the mattress and hurt himself or not.

A few days passed. He knew because he cowered in the corner every time the door opened, a bowl of hard meat was left on the floor twice a day. To drink water and go to the toilet, he discovered that the cell had a small bathroom with a toilet, a tap and a standard shower.

One day, some men came in, forcibly undressed him, indifferent to his screams and tears, washed him in the shower, scratched his skin with a dirt cloth, dried him and dressed him in clothes that in every way looked like a 5-year-old boy would wear. Blue shorts, a blue sweater with a pink pacifier print on it, knee socks and white sneakers.

When they finished dressing him, they carried him out of the cell and threw him into a diferant room, where all he saw was a bed and a very fat old man leaning against the wall.

Adam cowers in a corner, pulling his knees to his chest.