Weak Vampy.

Aiden.

The van comes to stop after about thirty minutes.

Thirty minutes of not being able to see anything or where we were heading because of the unusual tinted glasses around the car.

I don't know why they made it this way, but I guess this van was made for transporting highly dangerous species.

I turn my head to the side, wondering why we stopped moving when the bang on the door answered my question.

We had arrived.

The automatic door slid open instantly, revealing two men in a mask. One was a wolf, and the other, a Komodo dragon. They nodded to the men seated beside me and the one by my right steeped down, gesturing me to step out before the one that sat by my left stepped out.

I stood before both predators. They didn't speak. I couldn't even recognize their faces because they were heavily masked. I could only see their eyes. The only passage to their identity.

As I stared into his eyes, I see his face instantly. The other men beside me quickly noticed the color in my eyes instantly, blindfolding me. He wrapped a dark cover around my eyes. "Careful, he gets into your head". He tells the Komodo dragon that suddenly scoffed.

"First time a vamp is a threat, let's see how he blends in". He snickered and the wolf chuckled, causing the others around me to laugh in mockery.

I feel their hands around my wrist instantly before the cold metal that burned fervently snaked my first wrist before the other. They were cuffing me like a prisoner.

I could take them all, I know it, but I could be injured. I know I heal very fast, but because the first wave of metal was still in my system, I am slower and not my usual self. My healing process could also take longer as well.

At this moment, I am weak. I can't protest so the least I can do is just follow them and accept this humiliation for the first time in my life.

"Move it, vision". The wolf tells me and I clench my fist but moved my feet anyway.

As we strolled in further, I could smell them all.

Fuck, all of them.

All the scavengers I had heard of but never really seen had their scents securing the entire building.

I felt dizzy for a brief moment after realizing that I was walking into my deathzone in my weakest state. I haven't had blood in two days and that was one tangible reason to make me irresistible to the weakness of the metal.

Even with the blindfolds on, I could tell we were closer because the air was thicker.

I hear a buzzing sound before the clacking sound of a gate, a clear warning that toxic animals lived here.

"Attention scavengers, we have a new member ".

I hear the announcement on the telecom and feel the goosebumps flooding my skin when their loud whooping sounds evaded my hearing.

"We got fresh meat in da house!"

A voice yelled and the others welped at his words. I can't even tell who it was that just spoke because of all their mixed scents jumbling together.

Wait, am I in their midst?

I stay quiet, still moving with the people guiding me. I wanted to tell them to take off the blindfold but they beat me to it when my eyes was literally exposed to lights without warning, grunting in pain from the next hit on my forehead as I hit the ground with full force, left with the buzzing sounds of chuckles and laughter evading my hearing.

When I realized that the men that guarded me had long left my side with the cuffs still snaked around my wrists was when I blinked twice staring at countless eyes that hovered above me, still wincing from the pain inflicted on my head.

I was dizzy and everything was spinning. Everything was buzzing before their voice aired again.

"Don't worry, he's alive, I barely applied much force, haha it was just a nod". Someone was talking above me with the others but his face was barely visible. "Get up, vampy". He taunted above me, kicking me with his feet when I made no attempts to obey his commands.

"Just a nod and he's lifeless? So boring". He kicked me harder this time, riling me.

"Fuck off". I whispered, still trying to overcome the dizziness and pain that engulfed me, causing the others to chuckle even louder. "Ouu we've got a tough one".

He strengthened his kicks, grabbing my hair and mouthing in my ear "But they're usually much tougher than you on the first day". He snickered turning to the rest around us. "Get him up".

I feel their hard grip around my arms and shoulders as they pulled me up, before the heavy blow on my gut ended the strength in my lower limbs.

My knees buckled, giving up on me as I crouched to the floor, grunting in pain.

"Get him up". He ordered again, aiming the same amount of force right on the same spot as my body trembled from the pain.

He is strong, too strong for a wolf. He is a direwolf but a very prominent one because his hits are killing even for me.

"Get him up again". He tells them as they lifted my weak, trembling body again, applying so much force on the last hit, causing me to fall on the floor coughing in pain instantly as he hovered around me.

"I'd like you to use those words on me again, dear vampy". He growled lowly, his voice raspy as he spoke.

I hear the others around him scoffing softly at his words. "I didn't think he would be out cold with just a few punches... We got played by the boards, I mean, look at this weakling".

Their laughter tripled as I felt the grip on my hair and the smell of the wolf sparrowed above me.

"Weak Vampy".