Chapter Twelve
My eyesight went haywire, everything in view was white, an off color of yellows, reds, ivory, And in all manner of bright colors…
In addition to this, an excessive, uncontrollable heat surged through my body, skyrocketing my body temperature to at least 160 F. My skin felt harshly sun burnt underneath my fur, while a mixture of heat and pain seared through my body uncontrollably…
I let out a series of roars, howls of pain, and whimpering, as I writhed on the ground. With all the strength I had in me, I stood up, and kicked off the ground with all the strength I could use, and grabbed on to a tree branch. I didn’t care if it was real or fake, it could pose as a guard from the sun.
I struggled against the branches, and tried to move in the treetops. Not something wolves are used to doing, I frequently found myself tripping, slipping and falling every few seconds. I sat down on a thick branch in the East, where the most shade can be provided. With that, I sighed and in the discomforting position I had, tried to sleep or at least get some rest.
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Two days later, The Observatory master, who I haven’t seen yet, and I assume is the quarter-billionaire who stole my home from me, Seemed to feel secure and comfortable with me enough to show it to other people, and release me to public. This is just my best guess, because there were three helicopters from local news stations that had reporters and interviewers invading every corner of the place. No 5 seconds would go by without at least one camera flash.
I saw a short man in a formal suit, who I’ve watched with opportunities given, assume is the quarter-billionaire, Was directing the newscasters and setting each of them permissions to certain parts. He got one of them to follow him to the ecosystem/observatory. I remained in the treetops, it was just before sundown. I saw the billionaire show the news reporter all of the ecosystems except mine. The news reporter asked about this one, And the reply was that this was a rare species, his most prized possession, And it will be visible once the sun had fully set, Which is in two minutes.
Two minutes gives me enough time to strategize something here… I shouldn’t disappoint this billionaire, I want to please him as much as possible so he gets cocky, and will be sure about things more often. That’s when I can betray him, and get out of here…
Or better yet. Once the sun is down, I’ll make a good scare out of the two people watching me, and squeeze all the fear out of them I can get. Once that matchless, flawless incomparable scent instigates me, I’ll gain enough strength to break free of this place… And once more, satisfy a bloodlust.
Come to think of it, I haven’t eaten anything for a while… Not since I changed shape… No, Not since… Jalen… My Wolf had forced me to eat the dead body of Jalen, for satisfaction of bloodlust…
The more concern means the more fear of death, I noted that this billionaire showed interest in this female newscaster, This means that if they care much for each other, When one of their lives are threatened, The more fear… I can gather enough of this resource of my brutality and kill not only them, But also everyone else in my path… They assume this imprisonment is enough to hold me down.
… Not me…
[instigation! Rebellion! Killing-stuff-ion! Woohoo. Get'cha edit button ready for deh next chapter, Horatio.]
