Faustus Griffith's POV
"It's your fault we are in this shit!" I snarled at Dr West whilst tucking at the chains that held my arms
and legs, trying to find a way to free myself.
The place that we were at was dark and humid. Sure enough, it was somewhere underground which
reminded me of my grandpa's wine cellar. He loved to take me there and make me taste test all the
new wines he collected. Being brought up in such an ambience, I fell in love with the idea of collecting
wines and so I took after grandad's favourite hobby.
"Stop wasting your energy," he replied in a quiet voice.
"I have more energy than you think!" I spat at him feeling furious.
My plan went down the drain and now I was almost out of options. Dr West seemed like he has already
lost hope and knew what was going to happen next.
"What now?" I asked him looking away from him, barely wanting to see his shadow.
"What do you mean? We wait and see what type of death he will choose for us!" he said shrugging his
shoulders.
Panic started to get to me, not that I could die in any way, but because I was going to get exposed. As
my eyes filled with more hatred towards him, I screamed with frustration. The only way I could remove
the shackles was to get in contact with someone or something small but no one and nothing else was
around. Suddenly I heard the locks to the iron cast door turn and from behind it appeared my only
target of the day, Dr Write himself.
"So, Dr Jeremiah Stellar is it?" He asked looking at me.
I was not ready to look up at him and so I stared at the floor frowning and not saying a word. My mind
was elsewhere and as I could hear a lot of blabbing coming from him, I was plotting on how to get
myself a free ticket out of jail.
"I heard you say that you know where she is. Is that true?" He asked politely yet in a threatening
manner.
Then is where I realised I had a window of hope so he got my attention and my eyes looked straight
into his own. His lips curved as he knew that he was getting through me but thinking that I could find a
way to set myself free, I smiled back to look like I am cooperating.
"Ah, at last, he looks me in the eye. Well. Where are we going to expect to find her?" He asked looking
sharply at me.
This time I chose to play it like I was not myself, pretending I couldn't remember clearly so I would force
him to let me go with him. His patience was not looking under control any longer and soon enough he
told one of the guards to take me to his office. This was my chance to try and convince him of my plan.
It's now or never I kept saying to myself as I was pushed up from the floor and relieved of my chains.
"I will only cooperate if you follow my conditions," I said after a while, looking into Dr Write's chocolate
brown eyes.
"Since when are you the head of this building? Everyone does what I want! This is my territory!" He
fumed at my words and things started to heat up.
"Dr, I didn't mean it that way. What I meant was that I know how to lead the way, but only if you listen to
what I say, you will manage to find her. Therefore I must come with you, however, there can't be too
many of you...us," I corrected myself, trying to ease the commotion.
"Kill the other jerk. We don't need him any more," he pointed at Dr West before walking out of the cave,
making the guards that were pulling me along follow him.
Moments later as I took the corner I could hear the echo of the gun taking his soul, which shook me to
my core. This guy was heartless and everybody feared him. Giving the order to kill a doctor in cold
blood was an indication of a violent and bitter person. I needed to make sure to use my head on how I
would make both of us happy without trapping myself into a threat.
"Sit right here Dr Stellar," he frowned, looking elsewhere.
The guards pushed me down hard on the chair in front of Dr Write's desk making me lose my breath for
a moment. Observing my surroundings I saw the doctor choosing some papers from his cabinets, then
turned to lay them on the desk in front of me.
Dr Write sat down on his desk chair, looking down at the papers, grabbing a pen with his left hand.
"So, this is the map of this area. We are somewhere here. You are going to point her exact location for
me," he said in an inciting manner, pointing with his pen.
I stared at him for a while trying to find a good excuse to make him go with them, but since he looked
superior over me, I felt anxious and I couldn't think properly. My body started to shake and at that
moment I feared I would shift back into my own body as Faustus Griffith, losing control over myself.
Breathing heavily I tried to calm myself looking at the floor.
"What the f**k is wrong with you Dr?" He asked playing cool, pacing from left to right, thinking he was in
control whilst lighting a cigarette.
"I cannot remember how to use.... a...a," My voice started to break, sounding more like my real voice
rather than Dr Jeremiah's which was the first sign of me shifting back.
"A what?" He asked gesturing for one guard to point his gun at me.
Steadying my breathing I was finally getting myself together. I lifted my head at Dr Write frowning at
him as I pushed myself up against the table thinking of a plan.
"You kill me, you won't have your answer! You let me live, I lead you to her one step at a time. I don't
need this map cause all I see are trees and a large forest, but I know my way to her. I can sniff her from
miles away!" I growled mimicking a wolf's voice.
The doctor coughed out the inhalation of his cigarette, releasing the white smoke from his nostrils and
mouth. He laughed and observed my reaction as he moved towards me, close enough for me to feel
his stinking breath against my face.
"Now, look me in the eyes, wolf! You could never hide from me you know? One way or another I would
find out what you are, doctor or not! Mind I say you are not the only one here. We have recently
captured an alpha from one of your packs," he grinned at me feeling satisfied he got another wolf.
Playing it like I was taking an alpha's capture seriously I opened my eyes wide making myself look
surprised. He chuckled throatily as he coughed a few times. His lungs were filled with mucus which
made his voice harsh and raspy, adding to his cruel character.
"You know what being a wolf means here for us scientists? Ah, well, you must already know that
though, don't you? Don't worry, I already have a plan on what I am going to do with you."
Frowning at him, I steadied myself, looking at the watch that was hanging on the wall, reading three
o'clock in the afternoon. My time was running fast and I needed to act faster than this.
"We can go now in search for your subject, or she might have already left the spot," I lied, trying to urge
him to leave this building.
Puffing his last inhalation from his cigarette, he squashed the bud against my arm, burning my skin. I
didn't dare to scream, knowing that wolves could tolerate such a small injury. Looking away to hide my
facial reaction, he grabbed my face roughly, feeling his harsh fingers against my skin and forced me to
turn it towards him.
"Today you are going to find your mate kiddo, you hear me? She will give you strong, beautiful pups
which will be important for us scientists to have. Creating my army of wolves that will be stronger than
the average is all I ever dreamed of, making myself the alpha of the pack!"
He laughed deeply, feeling good about himself, trying hard to provoke me. I knew what he was
planning but I was not a wolf and so I wasn't going to receive his threat and lose my temper.
"I am ready when you are, Dr Write," I said, reminding him that we needed to move quickly.
"Guards," he gestured with his hands to start moving, pushing me with them as I was
handcuffed.
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