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by Leo » 11-11-2010 23:49
Eight stayed sitting his face as blank and hard as ever, his composer normal the only thing that gave away his anger was that he was so still. frozen as if his cold dead body had been taken by ice.
He lisend to the others nightmares, growls, groans of pain and pleaser. Could he open his heart to them was it that easy, he didn’t want to show weakness or put him self in danger of feeling that pain again.
Of losing ever thing, that night he lost ever thing that was good in him, Oasis and Kami brought a lot of it back but no all not yet.
His eyes flicked to each in turn as they sprang awake, as if some one had turn there collars on. His eyes would then go back to the door, he wanted out, he wanted his training he couldn’t site in there any longer. He needed to vent to relise the anger the dream had put into him.
A rumble sounded from some were over head.
“thunder”, he said to him self more then any thing.
It was raining out side. Out side felt like such a strange thing to him now, he hadn’t seen “out side” in months. No fresh air, no brezz nothing.
A rattling sound came from behind him, and throw out all the cages.
Breakfast was servied. Each of them having a different mix depending on what they needed. Eights was extremely rich with thing that would help his body get back what it had lost, so in turn tasted extremely rich not in a good way.
He turned with out a word, and ate. Ignoring the flaver, ignoring the unachral crunch of the pelts. It ment nothing. Eating had become nothing more then a mean to live, they was no hunt to enjoy no meat to saver. Eight didn’t miss it because he didn’t think about it. It wasn’t nessery to think about that, it didn’t help him there and then to pine for what he had learnt out in the wide world.
He was back in his world…..his world.
This was were he was rasied, were he learnt about life, as disturbing as it was to itmit it this was his only true home.
The thought made his anger ster again. But it was true.
He turned back to the door again sitting back down, glearing at it.
“give them hell my good wolves” came the strong accent of jack some were in the whole in the wall. He didn’t come out to talk there wasn’t enuf time, he would be watch what he could of there training as he had a lot to do being the leader of the rat clans, he looked over them for a moment. Feeling no sorrow for them really only pitty, it was life in this place and he would do what he could to make it easyer on them, but nothing more.
Then with out warning the door of the cell crashed open, slamming off the wall, with enuf nose to wake the dead.
“Good to see your all up, as to day we see what your all made of”, spax sneered.
Two other dogs flanked him. Blood and Dice. Xor and any other dog would be waiting for them in the training aier, or would be meeting them half way.
Humans then walked in behind them going to each cage looking in making notes on bords, one going to the computer typing things in, checking stats on the screen of each wolf. The collars giving them live info on there condition.
Mistress stood in the door way watching as the three other humans did there work. Her eyes were alight with excitement. Her clawed hand tapping her braclet in a menacing way. The three humans happy with the condition of the wolves nodded to the mistress then left.
“Right my pets”, she said, spax interpritating for her.
“Today is your real day in this place, show me I didn’t waste my money on you”, and with that she hit a button on her bracelet and the back of the cages screeched open showing there crates.
“in you get”, spax added, his enjoyment showing throw clearly. His eyes fell on Eight who was stairing right at him. Spax saw the look in his eyes and walked over to his cage stopping so there muzzles were bearly a inch apart.
“don’t make me say it again”.
Eight didn’t move, the dream was raw in his mind.
“You better make me bleed”, Eight said his voice unreadabal. But his stillness showed his mood and Spax knew him enuf to recornise it.
“oh you bet I will”, Spax said nastily.
Eight turned his back on him and with a swish of his scruffy tail walked into the blackness of his crate and out of site of the others.
Spax turned to look at the others.
Watching them in turn, he could wait to get them to the training arina they had new methods that not even Eight had tried before so it would be fun.
The mistress green eyes flashed after the last of the wolves had entered its crate.
Again covers were thrown over the crate and they were pushed down corridors, the wheels ratter ling and shaking, The din horrbal ear splitting.
This time thow the scents changed, it became earthy and damp. Sounds change to eccos. More clangs and screeching of steel on steel, then suddenly the started to drop slowly. A human lift.
Again it stopped and they were pushed on, the floor was smoother now. Then they stopped and the covers were pulled off.
This room was similar to the fighting arina but instead of being round it was squer. The size of half a football pitch. Again infront of each crate was a door, so wolves could be let out. Behind the crates stood humans that were walking away with crates with wolves in them, or doing work taking down notes wile watching, and ovesly Spax and the others were there.
The room felt dark and sinister the scent of blood and death very clear in the air. Stains covered the floor and walls, and it was very fresh.
Instead of spectators watching from all sides the walls were blank but for one large window but behind it no one was there, well no human any way. One monster was thow, the huge mass of Darcia was looking down at them a smile on his handsom face.
Mistress was talking with some humans.
“Right welcome to training, this is were we see if you worth keeping alive, or worth keeping around as play things”, he said.
“you muts are lucky to be here only the best trainers and wolves get to use this training falsity”.
“Awere first event of the day is called the light run and as none of you haver ever done it, Eight here will be awere test subject”, he said sneering at him. Eights door slid open and he walked out on to the training floor. Finale he was able to get down to business.
The floor felt strange under his paw, it had good grip but felt cold and it wasn’t steel. Eight looked down at it, testing it slightly and as he did a square of light just big enough for him to stand in light up. It was extremely bright and dazzled him for a moment, thow he didn’t show it.
He looked back up at spax waiting to hear what this crap was all about. Spax mearly smiled.
The light went out, and as it did Eights collar awoke giving him a shoke that was enough to make his legs crumble from under him. Eight didn’t snare or retaliate just shut his eyes wile it happened that got back to his paws. It had been a quick sharp shoke nothing to bad.
“better stay on the light”, spax said simple.
The light reapered then started to dart off along the floor the squear light up three at a time making a sort of trail.
Eight got the jist instantly as long as he stayed on the light he was ok, if he could keep up and got left behind he would get shocked. It was a speed and immovability test.
He chast after it, it darted left and right, with out any warning. Then out of no were it jump a squear, he didn’t have enuf time to jump it. A shock cracked throw him, his legs went and he hit the ground at fall speed rolling, he skidded back on his paws, his face the same as always. The lights didn’t stop he kept going.
Thanks to kami he had gotten better at running like this, it was art in of its self. Noing when to put your claws down, and how much and on which paw, It wasn’t the same for ever leg, to be a pro you need to ajust ever step differently. He wasn’t a pro at it yet thow as it was a skill he was still learning and the last time he had pratist was before he got cort. But he was quick and had learnt a great deal, the main thing happening his performance was his bodys condition his mangy fur, his showing ribs made it harshly clear he wouldn’t be able to keep up any real pace for to long.
10minets
12minets
His face was still unreadable his eyes set on his task, but his body was starting to shout at him, as always he ignored it, his body would fail before he did.
13minets
14minets
Now his body was screaming, his breaths coming in short ragged gasps his sight was starting to blur his muscles felt like lead.
14.2minets.
His left leg with the Triple Eight brand gave out from under him, he slammed into the ground again the lights running away from him as he did. This time the shock hit him for longer and stronger. His back arched his eyes shut, teeth clenched but not beared. No sound came from him no snarl or yelp, it was creepy nothing.
“Is that it Eight is that all you have to show, maybe I should give you some insentive maybe another pup would help you, GET UP”, he snarled.
The shocks now passed Eight got to his paws with out a word Face blank. His body was in a bad place his heart was hammering agest his ribs, he was panting hard. He didn’t let his body shake, he kept his pain hidden under his cold dead eyes.
Pain was weakness.
Eight had heard his threat about the pup, his anger sparked but he didn’t need that threat to keep on going just the thought of becoming stronger so he could maybe one day kill spax was enuf. The lights came on he ran on.
Mistress was pleased, he was doing extremely well for a wolf in his shape, the rumours about him had been very true. The wolf would kill its self before itmiting its falier. She expected the other wolves to do the same or better, she would be pleased with ither.
Spax in the mean time looked away from eight, and trotted over to Cardinal Crate. There creates were spaced apart enough that he could talk to her with out the others hearing him, pluss the sounds of humans, dogs, wolves and eight hitting the deck again was enough to drown out his words.
Tsuna was next to Cardinal then Triple Eights now empty cage, then Shades.
“talking about pups have you thought about my proposal and Darcia’s”, he said in a seros voice.
Mistress liked her, he liked her promis and her looks, and saw what his mistress saw, she would be good for what they had in mind.
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