The Midnight

Episode 3: Anonymous power, part 1

‘Third person point of view’

“Wake up!” mandated CJ, waking up Alpha; who was peacefully sleeping like a wolf cub.

    “Mhhm!” Alpha somniloquy murmured as his eyes were still covered with rheum, he was subconsciously awake.

    “I said wake up boy.” This time he took off his blankets, while staring him in the eyes trying to read his reactions.

    “What the duck, are you doing... Are you blind, can’t you see it's dark outside?” averred Alpha, refusing to wake up at all, but CJ was not up for any discussion as his eyes turned dark, he lost his cool.

    “It’s time for your training” CJ was the beta of Alpha’s father, so he was aware of the attitude that Alpha was awarding him.

“I won’t be trained by you, I can train myself. What’s your problem?”

“Better watch your tone boy, you…”

    “Or what? Or…” Alpha wished he would have swallowed the stubborn attitude as he won himself a pin fall with CJ’s right hand firmly grasping his neck in a deadly way, he eyes turned red with each breathe he took, and the more Alpha tried to free himself, CJ increased the pressure on the his neck.

“You talk too much, do you think this is Silver-star's pack, do you think you will be defended here?

No! You are on your own pal” he cold-bloodedly pointed out the certitudes from Alpha’s past life.

    “Let go of me CJ… Let go of me damn it” Alpha’s stubbornness got him into trouble again, CJ took him outside half naked, and it was cold as arctic.

 ‘Alpha’s point of view’

    I was so pissed off and I lost my cool exactly at that point, I wanted to pulverize him so bad but I was powerless without my wolf's abilities, and with that being said my energy and power was cut half since the day he vanished in thin air.

    “You want to fight me? You want to vandalize me the way I vandalized you? Come on, show me what you can do boy, prove me wrong baby boy… dance for me, fight!” intimidatingly argued CJ, pushing my cool to its edge bit by bit, setting me on a blazing fire of anger with every word he showered onto my head.

    “Listen here, you don’t want me to get angry because someone will turn on the waterworks, believe me” I shoot back at CJ’s face, drawing his mood down with a tiny pencil which turned badly for me with instant, as CJ’s eyes maintained a direct intense eye contact, with his jaws cramping while his brows was furrowed in anger.

     “Yeah! Easier said than done, I don’t feel any energy left inside me, it’s just a stubborn behaviour as usual” I whispered, making sure that my opponent doesn’t hear a word I said, but…

*Slap*

    After some time gazing down to the ground, I responded with grumpy spit just between his eyes, before he could completely wipe it off, my fist went flying with a speed of light. Just few inches left for my hungry and angry fist to knock his teeth out, he quickly counterattacked.

    A miss, damn! I angrily pondered down that pavement. That was as far as I can get my fist close to him, as I didn’t pull it off again, and I knew exactly what will follow.

    “Wow that was close” was he smiling? What is he smiling about, he should be mad.

    “Now I’m going to teach you, a lesson you will never forget your entire life” his eyes were starting to become deadly cold and his face turning red instantaneously, I always ended up in the same position every time, in trouble again.

    “Wait! I didn’t mean to…” I tried to reason with him, with my hands raised up in the air as a sign of retreat... but man! He was in no interest for my drama stories, he quickly attacked, and firstly I didn’t feel anything. With my eyes closed, and a terrible silence took place,

    Wait, what happened? I was left confused as a moth.

    “Don’t rush it, it will take some time for the pain to strike your body and when it does you will know who I am, but if you train to the point where-by you don’t feel alive anymore, then the pain will slowly vanish from your body”

    What? What did he just do? He just raised lot of questions at the back of my head, but no answers were delivered. My body started to act strange, my muscles became numb and it felt like my brain was locked, and I suddenly got warm as I stopped trembling from cold breeze, since I was still half naked instead the blood was drawn to the surface of my skin.

    “What did you do to me?”

    “I’ll explain when the time is right, if and only if your kind didn’t settle the score before I do” he said while moving away but, my ears never took notes of that statement, the stubbornness slowly left, my legs took control of my brain and body, as I quickly followed him like a sheep all the way to the open space at the back yard which was surrounded by trees. 

    I tried stretching my body, and my bones echoed the sound of relax from the neck down to my feet. I felt free as a bird for the first time in my life.

    Wait, he said something about settling the score. What did he meant by that? Who is my kind anyway? That was the only collection of thoughts I had at that point as I was still confused but all of that was cut short by a terrible and horrifying pain deep down, at the bottom of my stomach, running all the way up to the chest, 

    and with an instant that was transformed to real pain that moved me unconsciously, as I found myself attacking CJ and that was the start of our practice. But I was still confused about what he did because I didn’t even feel him touching me at all, let alone getting close to me. 

    I tried to move as fast as I can as the pain kept on tailing me, the slower I became was the more I dived deep inside that pain. I tried to catch some breath, but damn! It felt like sharp blades cutting inside my chest. I tried by all means to land a punch in his face, but man! I was not even getting close on hitting him and with each move I made and each breathe I took; I started to forget about my past life including my wolf, let alone my pack.

    We trained up to the last drop, approximately for 6 hours with countable breaks in between, but for me, each break was a torture for the pain kept on grinding me down to my knees as I got relaxed.

    Wait did I just, 'we trained'? We fought for hours or maybe should I say, he thwacked me with his fists for hours, I was just his punching bag, as I failed to land a single punch in his face while he sent them flying, one after the other on my defenceless body, 

    the bruises were painful but not compared to the pain I felt each time I lowered my guard in order to relax, it felt like thousand years of pain. 

    Did I mention the part that he woke up at 2 a.m. just to train me, no damn it! To smack me? I guess yesterday was not enough for him. 

    After the training, we sat down outside with our backs against each other with no one saying anything to anyone, but strangely; the pain I felt before the fight vanished in thin air and I felt so alive meanwhile I was still wondering.

“Do you still feel the pain?”

“No”

    “Good, then we done for today” he said as he quickly stood and head to the main house.