Blood Lust in the Woods

My Team

    The smaller boy crouches down on the floor away from me. "She is unmarked, new turn or good hider?" He asks to no one in particular and seemingly not wanting an actual answer. My eyes flash to the larger more intimidating male, he seemed the most forceful of the group and the one I would need to look out for. I narrow my eyes at the group in front of me. 

    "Who are you, and what is going on?" I ask in a firm tone, trying to disguise the fear in my voice. It was clear that the beautiful blonde was not fooled by my brave voice. I tried to stand taller and puff out my chest a bit trying to make myself bigger. When I was still in hiding, trying to appear bigger often scared off other unnnaturals. The bigger of the two males chuckles at my action, seeming amused by my paltry action. My action must have deemed me harmless in his eyes. 

    I growl pettily at him showing teeth trying to appear fierce again, but he gives another deep chuckle at my attempt. The smallest girl steps forward "Hello, I'm Nora and this is my friend Sarah." She says gesturing her blonde friend forward. I nod my head "How do you do" I ask pleasantly she raises a brow at my sarcastic tone. "No reason to be rude." She says slightly hurt. "So are you newly unnatural or have you avoided the collectors?" She asks with a curious voice. I narrow my eyes at her "I don't believe that's any of your business Nora, now would you like to explain what the f**k is going on?" I ask in a sugary sweet tone full of mock sincerity. 

    The blonde, Sarah, pushes forward, "What the f**k is going on is they are putting us on a team and sticking us in a damned wonder dome for their entertainment. As we are going to be on the same team we need a bit of cooperation if we want to survive." She says her tone slightly bitchy. I narrow my eyes at her and take fierce step forward the males both move forward as if sensing my intentions were no longer innocent. 

    "What the hell are you talking about?" I say in a small voice. I was frightened by this situation "Is it a fight to the death situation?" I ask in a hollow voice sinking to the ground. I plop my bottom on the ground and pull my knees up to my chest. It wouldn't be the first time I had to kill someone or something but I wanted to avoid doing it if I could. The smaller girl came over and crouched beside me. 

    "They are going to stick us in a caged up forest, give each team a house and give us the option to kill or live as we please. They let us know that each of us would be receiving a pack each week and that supplies that we needed would be slim. I think it is to pit us against each other for supplies and for their entertainment." She says that last bit in a disgusted tone her hand reassuringly fitting itself onto my shoulder. I look up at her pitifully, "So we don't have to fight?" I ask her trying to avoid crying in front of my new team. 

    I suddenly stand up and start pacing with a new fury in my veins, I spit out every cuss word I can think of spitting them out with as much conviction as I can. I continue pacing under the watchful eyes of my new team. Two strong arms grab my shoulders and hold me still, "Stop, you are giving us a headache." Says the larger male. I fix him with a glare "Put me down you brute." I say in a cold unaffected tone. He drops me like my skin was on fire, he takes a step back hands up as if to show he wasn't going to attack. He hadn't said so but he appeared hurt by my brute comment and I almost felt bad, almost. 

    "So what does that mean for us?" I say as I run my fingers through my red hair. My fingers catching in my knotted greasy mop atop my head. My hair wasn't the carrot top orange most redheads would have, after my transformation my hair had turned a dark blood red, my eyes had gone black and my skin was milk white. I looked demonic in every sense of the word. My mother had thought so too when she had kicked me out at the ripe age of 10, I had been living and working the streets since. Although I guess I have her abandonment had saved me, they couldn't find me after I left and that prevented them from taking me captive. 

    The smaller of the males steps forward, "What it means is we take care of ourselves and anyone else who needs help and wants no violence. We will show those who did this to us that not all of us are murderous and cruel." He says stoically, I narrow my eyes at his statement, give a small grin and reach my hand out. "My name is Cassandra, call me Cassie." I say he gives a brilliant smile and shakes my hand excitedly "Oh good, I was worried for a moment. I am Owen and the big guy behind me Adam." I give a slim smile at Owen before turning and frowning at the brute. Adam gives a teasing smile at my displeasure.

    Suddenly the doors behind us slam open and two guards run in and throw me to my knees. The hold me down and push a burning hot brand to my shoulder. I scream out in pain as the brand burns into me, they pull away and release me and walk out of the room quickly. I look down at my burning shoulder to see the mental abilities brand and the ring of the feral unnatural around it. I sob out in pain eyeing the brand. 

    "I'm not, I'm not Feral!" I sob out. I collapse in pain on the floor laying on the carpet and sobbing.