2 Chapter Two

~7 years later~

"This is terrible" I thought to my wolf Nightingale. I have been here for eight years. I can hear thumping upstairs. It started up after I turned ten, people walking around doing normal activities. Sometimes I wish I was like them normal. Walking around and going out like a normal seventeen year-old. I wouldn't be in this mess, no, instead I could have friends and a family who actually cared about my well being.

"Shut up! you know that will never happen missy and ya' gotta stop thinking about it, it will only make you more depressed." My wolf growls. I huff and proclaim,

"I am not depressed! I am merely in a lonely world with no one to trust" I finish off a with a weaker resolve.

"Excuse me" She folds her arms across her chest and stares down at me.

"Right, right, I can most definitely trust you." I wave her off making her more indignant.

"That's right you can missy and I don't want to hear another complaint about it." I burst out laughing at her "mothers" imitation. She joins along with me as that was her sole purpose. Shaking my head at her I here something drop from above. It doesn't hurt when I slices through my skin; laughing at the "blade of torture" that used to scare me like crazy I just listen to the sounds above as Nightingale looks for week points in everything (including me).

"We have to find her!" we hear quietly. I knew they were yelling up there though. An axe drops from above.

"That's two so far," I tell my wolf looking at the axe's blade imbedded in my leg. No answer.

"Nightingale?" I question at her absence.

"I did it! I figured it out!!" She screeches inside my head. I wince as I'm very sensitive to loud noises.

"Did what?" I ask looking at her like I've never seen her before. Her bright hazel eyes meet mine as a smile dances across her features.

"I figured out how to leave this place!!!" I'm startled by this revelation but am more than happy to hear her out.

"Well you gonna just wait for another year to tell me or ya gonna say it now?" I question with laughter and fake mockery in my tone. She sticks her tounge out playfully and bursts onto explanation.

"Well it's been like eleven years now and I bet these chains are more then weak enough to break against strain. Before you send my idea crashing to the floor hear me out, you haven't tried to break these chains for eleven years and so you wouldn't know if it would work. Now, once the chains are out you can take all the weapons out of your body. That one is easy, I know it won't hurt and you won't even care. You can probably see if the shower still works cause you need a bath." she pauses to take a breath and continues while I just stare at her in shock. About to say something before she starts up again I open my mouth to speak.

"And before you say something to try to derail me, again, just hear me out. So after a well needed shower you will be wondering how stupid you were to do this because-"

"Hey!" I yelp indignantly

'- there is no way out except through the door. Sorry to miss lead you but there is. I do still want to see the bathroom so please start with the plan. If you don't I will take over." she finishes off with some gasping breaths and a smile still prominent. My jaw drops as I look over myself. I have a chance to get out, but... do I want to take it?

"Of course you do you dimbat!" She screeches inside my head. I think about all the times I've spent in here, then I think about her. She has stayed by my side this entire time. She could have left us to die, but she didn't, making sure we heal enough. I decide that I will do this for her. I knew she was paying attention when she started squealing and saying that I was a big softie. Rolling my eyes I yank on the chains, breaking them easily. Next was the process of taking everything out of me. That's around two million. Finishing with that task I test out my feet and legs.

"Yup still work" I thought. Nightingale rolled her eyes as I stand up warily. Walking around a bit to make sure I could still walk I make my way to the bathroom. Inside I find a towel a bit dusty and clothes. Taking of my tatters I figure out how to use the shower. Stepping under the cold spray my red hair becomes noticeable again. Rinsing off all the grime, blood, and silver I start to heal again. Seeing soap I shrug my pale shoulders and squirt some into my hair. Rubbing it in I start talking to Nightingale.

"I'm surprised this stuff still works." I say

"Yah, this stuff is ooooold." Nightingale says

"I hope I'm not poisoning my hair." I say chuckling at the thought of my precious hair. I finish scrubbing my hair and stepping back into the water. I start humming as I run my hands through my hair. Finishing that, I move on to my body. Letting the cold water running over my body in a relaxing spray I sadly turn it off. Making sure I'm healed all the way I step out and dry myself off. Looking through the clothes I see only boys.

"Of course you would only see men's clothes! Only Men needed a change of clothes when dealing with blood." Nightingale scolded. I sighed, I needed to be smarter if I don't want this to happen again. Taking a shirt and pants I look around for thread and a needle like thing.

"What are you doing?" My wolf asks.

"Your inside my head, why don't you figure that out." I answer angrily as I have to concentrate. She harrumphs and figures it out on her own. Her annoyance getting the best of her she stalks away to the back of my mind. Looking at the shirt I walk into the other room and get a knife of the bed. Walking back to the bathroom I rinse the knife and cut into the shirt. Cutting all the way around it I make the shirt shorter. I do some more cutting and threading making the shirt more feminine. Moving on to the pants I cut high up making them short shorts. The next part will be more difficult. I have to change the waist line to fit. Sighing I use some magic to make it shrink. Having it fit me just right I put them on. Having the shirt and shorts on I walk back to the torture room and call for Nightingale.

"Get yo' hiney over her pup!" I yell inside my mind laughing at a furious Nightingale.

"Don't. Call. Me. Pup." She grits out. I just laugh it off and ask for the next stage. Rolling her eyes she takes control and leads us to an annoying crack in the wall. As she looks around I notice that there were so many crack in a certain area. They look like they were newer and only appeared because there was force put there over and over again.

"What do you mean?" I jump at the sound of Nightingales voice right beside me.

"Don't do that" I whisper scold.

"Alright, but what did you mean when you thought about the cracks in the wall?" she asks also shrugging off my scolding. I sigh and walk over to my memory board. (yah my mind is awesome)

"I mean, when you think back to when this all started years ago these cracks weren't there. Also, there are no other cracks anywhere else in this room." she still looks confused so I think of a better way to explain. I walk to the memory board and pull up the memory of the first time I was here. It gave me a box filled with every single memory I have of that day.

"Wow, I didn't think you really went and sorted them." Nights jaw was open.

"I know, but I had a lot of time on my hands and no way to get rid of it so I sorted all my memories. Now, every single memory I have (curse you photographic mem) will go in the right year. And, since our memories are of day one to the now this will be a bit." I start sifting through the memories looking for the right one.

"Umm, Rowyn, can't you call for the memory that you want?" Night asks a bit jittery with the thought of what I was implying.

"Huh? Oh, yah, your right sorry. I was just in the moment of acting like a human." I say a bit sheepishly.

"Oh, no, that's fine. You will need all the practice you can get if you want to fit in with society." She reassured me failing miserably as I realize what the real extent of our problem is.

"Oh crap!" I groan as I think about how long I have been in hear.

"We just have to study humans for a year and then enroll in school." I say quickly thinking that I am doomed.

"We aren't doomed, just.... not gonna fit in for a while." I smack my head at her non-reassuring words.

"Night, we have to know how to fight, we have to know how to hunt, we have to not die on our first day, and we Have to make sure no one recognises us." I'm groaning at the list and so is Night. I went back to searching through my memories while she thinks. I smile in triumph when I find what I'm looking for. Looking at the memory I notice that I was right. I point it out to Night who takes a look.

"Quickly check all the others and see when these appeared!" She rushed like we have a bomb ticking away and my memories hold the code. I do as she says and we notice that it progresses while we are sleeping. We make it to the last memories when Night stops me.

"What?" I say irritated looking at Night.

"Look at the last memory and watch closely." I sigh and do as she says. Shivering as the voice of baldy fills the air. Wincing at his pet names I watch.

~Memory~

"Hello little toy" the one on the left says. He's big with a scar running down the left side of his face. His eyes are deep in their sockets and teeth missing from his mouth. He was more on the bald side with his claws permanently out. He doesn't have a mate anymore and so he is one of my main torturer's. Shuddering I watch as they advance on me. The second one is nicer looking with deep cut angles and muscles. His eyes are a bright red from all the blood he drinks. His hair is brown and neat. I growl at them and they growl back.

"Still haven't learned your lesson yet toy?" he sneers at me all to eager to see me cry out in pain. The other one rolls his eyes and yanks on my hair. I fight them all the way there, yet I knew I was going to get a worse beating. they chain me to a table and and take out their tools. Torturing me in any possible way the pour silver all over my body wo wash away the blood. I scream at this and they grin drinking up my blood and screams. The bald guy stops as his eyes glaze over and we both quickly stop and look at him.-**

"Look!" Night shrieks. I look around and take in everything I can. I notice this time that the wall has a lot of cracks. It looks like someone or something was banging on it at that second. I quickly look up at Night.

"I think something was in there the whole time those three years you were tortured." She says. I shudder at the thought.

"Why would they have something in there while I was being tortured?" I thought. My eyes filled with fear as a realization dawned on me.

"W-W-What if t-t-they were p-planing on me b-b-b-being eaten ALIVE!" I was scared, freaked out, going insane, hyperventilating, and screaming inside my head.

"THIS CAN NOT BE HAPPENING!!!" I shrieked scared out of my mind.

"It makes perfect sense now,-"

"umm Rowyn-"

"It's the perfect plan.-"

"Rowyn?"

" Oh that's why they did it in here-"

"R-R-Rowyn?!"

"-all that blood and my screams-"

"S-S-S-STOP?!?!"

"It was to awaken the thing inside those walls."

"STOP"

"They left so quickly because they had word it would get out into my chamber soon-"

"ROWYN STOP!!!!!" I didn't.

"But for some reason it failed, and I'm alive." I was going faster and faster. Every new realization taking me farther and farther with my thoughts. I paid no mind to Night screaming inside my head, telling me to stop. It hits me,

"Why didn't it work?" It was such a small and simple question. It made us stop and think. No more screeching, no more guessing, no more hyperventilating we had to figure this out. I was the only one capable of it. I was they only one who knew it didn't work. "

When I think about-"

"NO! No. More. Thinking. Rowyn just stop and let us escape" Night was practically begging me now but I paid her no mind.

"Think about it Night, Why would they have two things that they wanted to get rid of, but only get rid of one?"

"Because they didn't want to get rid of us and your just thinking too much into this situation" Night says exasperated that I hadn't stopped.

"No, They wanted to get rid of us, my father was alpha and he had a human daughter. No, they left me with silver everywhere.... this thing must be weakened by silver...so in order to get rid of us they had to kill two birds with one stone. AHA! Got it! They torture me having my blood everywhere everyday taunting it. Then it'll finally break through and come eat me. Boom! I'm out of the picture. Now for three years they have put silver into my system over and over again,-

"Rowyn, I'm begging you stop it with your theories!"

"- with all this silver in me when it eats me it will be killing itself. The worst part is,-

"NO! If there was a, a thing in there it would have gotten us already and the people who now live here.-

"BUT-"

"No you listen, why would it stop after three years of trying to get to us, hmm, why?"

"What do you mean?" I was confused now.

"If you look at the cracks from now and the cracks from seven years ago you will notice that they are exactly the same. Your "theories" are nothing when you look at this evidence, so STOP.THINKING.ABOUT.IT." She huffs, puts the memories away and stalks to her room throwing one last thought over her shoulder, They way to get out.