chapter 2

Keith sat at a restaurant table across the street from the star bucks he had arranged to meet the doctor at, dressed casually as to not stand out while wearing a pair of dark sun glasses, peering over a news paper he waited eagerly to see the doctor, his eyes scanned the streets ever vigilant. A noise behind Keith startled him disrupting his attention, a tall man with short spiky black hair, and a thin goatee his jaw line was gaunt making this facial hair seem more prominent then necessary this man actually looked more like he should be doing paintings in a urban loft by day and off beat poetry by night, Keith noticed he was wearing a green blazer and a orange hat.
Keith should have seen him walking up so gears worked through Keith’s mind that because he was looking for a man wearing those clothes he could have simply put on the hat and blazer before he sat down, Keith made an over sight this man knew what Keith looked like, a mistake Keith won’t allow himself in future to make.
The man spoke calmly almost mockingly “Keith, I was your doctor for two weeks although we never officially met you think I wouldn’t recognize you?”
“Okay doctor Shiraz what is so important that you got me out here for?” Keith asked abruptly and to the point.
“Well no small talk around you” he said with a grin. “It’s about the animal attack…” The Doctors voice trailed of as his eyes searching his surroundings for anything suspicious such as people with big ears, interested in hearing what he was talking about.
“As I was saying I believe it wasn’t a bear that attacked you, are you following me so far Mr. Sutherland?”
Keith grew impatient with this doctor’s inability to relay the information that was apparently important to Keith, “Yes, yes, now spit it out already!” Keith snapped with more anger in his voice then he intended.
The doctor appeared to be taken back by Keith’s out burst but a voice in his mind reminded him that he should have expected it.
“Well I do research in an Alaskan research institution, called TRL… ‘Trial Research on Lycanthropy’.” Keith stared at the man his face blank which seemed to morph into anger showing Keith’s frustration “what the hell is Lycanthropy?”
“Werewolves… Mr. Sutherland” the doctor spoke slowly knowing exactly how Keith would react.
“Thank you doctor… if that’s what you really are, for fucking wasting…” Keith’s voice rose almost yelling but reluctant to make a seen kept it within normal levels “… my time!” Keith growled as he stood up from the table and pushed in his chair.
“I am afraid I can’t let you leave Mr. Sutherland” with that sentence three large men stood, they looked like they could be military with the way they moved, wearing black suites and dark sun glasses, surrounded Keith’s obvious escape routes almost immediately.
How could I have not noticed them?! Keith cursed himself feeling more foolish then ever. Keith’s mind has been rather sluggish since he got out of hospital which is not surprising.
The three men advanced on Keith, slowly so they could adjust quickly to cut of any route Keith had to escape.
Keith felt cornered and as such reacted much like a cornered bull. Launching himself towards a man on his left he knocked the man down with speed that surprised even him self.
The other two men reacted quickly and were closing in. Keith was crouching above his victim with his knee in the mans back he prepared to leap up into a full run but one of the other men had already grabbed Keith’s arm and had twisted it forcing Keith to jerk forwards while his arm remained behind him, he felt the muscles in his shoulders constrict his whole body seemed to stop fighting back to avoid damaging itself, people were startled with the commotion a lot of voices and cell phones seemed to be going of about the scene, the doctors voice pierced the commotion.
“Keith I want to help you, just come with us willingly,” The doctor spoke his voice was oozing with false caring, the third man, was already talking into a radio, putting it away as a black van pulled up just out front of the restaurant, men with full camouflage gear, further hinting Keith’s suspicion this was a off record military faction, possibly a militia of some sort.
Keith felt himself being picked up half walking half being dragged by the two men towards the black van, fear was welling up inside.
Keith’s arms seemed to feel as though they were on fire, Keith began to breath hard as the noise about the restaurant became louder, he groaned hardly able to stand the noise, he heard the doctor speak to his men, “He’s turning get him in the fucking van!”
Keith turned his head to look at the doctor who was preparing some kind of needle full of a strange yellow colored liquid, he advanced towards Keith moving quickly “this is to help you calm down.” As the needle got closer Keith suddenly felt like his whole body was burning he threw his left arm forwards the man that was holding his arm flew to the ground hitting his head on a tree, there was a snapping noise and it wasn’t the tree.
Keith was moving fast the other man hadn’t had time to react he only stood there motionless stunned, as Keith spun his left foot behind his right leg swinging his right arm forwards in a anti clock-wise direction the man fell about Keith’s fore arm and right into his waiting fist.
With the man’s neck in Keith’s grasp Keith lifted his arm up and in a super human display of strength he lifted the man in the air and threw him directly towards the ground like he was a rag doll, the soldier’s back broke the cement upon impact.
Keith was panting like a wild animal in a fury, his attention was turned directly towards the doctor, who was standing terrified by this man that just dispatched two highly trained soldiers in a matter of seconds, Keith began to laugh at the doctor, at which moment the sound of sirens began to blare police had finally joined the party.
Keith turned the corner of the restaurant and made as hasty retreat as was possible his adrenaline was pumping through his vein’s it felt like if he could run any faster his leg’s would come off.

“How could you let him escape” the doctor scolded the third man who was perhaps less experienced then his dead comrades.
“Well I didn’t see you doing much, hell you were shaking so much you probably couldn’t even hit him with that needle!” The soldier retorted, knowing the doctor although was important had no military authority over him.
“Just get in the fucking van” the doctor snapped, once he was inside the vehicle that was currently negotiating with the police over jurisdiction.
A soldier looked up towards the furious doctor, the glow of the computer screen radiated over his pale complexion. “We got his address, want us to proceed?” the soldier asked. The doctor was irritated by the prospect of yet another wild goose chase. “Yes. Just fucking get that bastard.”

Keith walked in through the front door sweat pouring of his face, running fifteen miles at a full sprint could do this to even an Olympic athlete.
Keith went straight for his bedroom disturbing his sleeping guest, as he ripped his wardrobe apart reaching for a safe in the back where he kept $52,900 in cash, for emergences he hoped will never be necessary.
Keith’s illegitimate house mate was quick witted, and came to a quick conclusion, “I warned you, Keith I’ve tried to tell you what’s been going on…” She fell silent when she noticed Keith was ignoring every word she said. “Keith!” She yelled trying to get his attention he looked up at her his eyes were dark rimmed and blood shot “I’m just like you, I’ve come to help you” she said in a pleading manner.
Keith snorted “heh, yeah I’ve heard that one before” and he stormed towards the door, the girl was quick extremely quick in almost the blink of an eye she was standing following Keith out the room.
“You may not like it Keith but I’m going with you.”
“No your not you fucking freak, I’m going alone, far away from you and that psycho doctor.”
The girl stayed on Keith’s heals, “You’re a werewolf Keith and so am I, there is more of us then you know, come with me Keith and I can insure your safety and answer any questions that arise” she spoke with a serious tone that was alien to her previous air head bubbly impression that she gave Keith when she first barged in on his life just two nights ago.
“Werewolves aren’t real they are monsters in terrible stories and movies” Keith scoffed like he found a winning piece of logic,
“They are used in stories and movies, but do you ever wonder where those stories originate from. They come from human’s seeing us telling their friends over a pint of ale or going on to write a book, Keith you have seen the proof of our existence, you must come to reality with it.” She spoke calmly, her eyes locked on Keith’s then her expression turned blank her eyes went dull and lifeless, then as quickly as her body became lifeless and dull it returned to it’s normal appearance, “They are here we have to leave now!” Danielle immediately ran towards the back of the house.
She was in the kitchen where there was no windows, ignoring that basic flaw of the houses design she leapt at the wall and too Keith’s surprise broke through the brick fixtures, Keith’s home was part of a unit each home separated by a brick wall, this girl just jumped straight through that barrier like it was glass, “C’mon!” she roared to Keith followed suite, running through wall after wall she came to the end unit and burst through to freedom, they could hear the soldiers following.
“They went through the wall’s target has left the building, we’re in pursuit east bound down Lincoln road”
Danielle ran straight for a car that had stopped at some traffic lights tearing the door of its hinges with a horrible sound of metal being twisted and bent, she threw the unfortunate driver hard onto the other lane, maybe it was Danielle’s intention but the last thing the driver saw was a truck going straight towards his very surprised face.

As Danielle drove like a maniac down highway one, Keith felt he should say something “you shouldn’t drive so fast unless you want the polices attention” she turned her face towards Keith cocking an eye brow, and what do you think a police officer would think if he saw that?” she cocked her head towards the gaping hole that would normally be a door.
“Just slow down I’ve been checking for a tail, it’s safe we should just get of this highway ditch the vehicle I got enough cash to buy a legit one, and we can get to the airport with that.”
“Yeah your right” Danielle spoke with a sigh, as she turned of down a shady neighborhood, she was driving slow looking for a possible replacement car, or sign of police, it was easy to assume the men they were running from were listening to every word the police said on their radios.
She stopped when she saw a 67 Camero with a for sale sign $1,100 “That will do.”
Walking slowly up to the house, Danielle looked back “Keith wait here keep an eye out for anything suspicious” Danielle barked.
Keith sat in the car looking at the mangled mess of the driver’s side door hinges, that girl must be as stronger then ten men, he thought with some awe. His eyes drifted towards the dark entrance of the home, Danielle wasn’t insight but he could hear voices coming from the building.

“Are you the owner of that car out front?” she spoke to the middle aged woman, who was wearing a flower printed night gown and fluffy brown slippers, her hair was done in some plastic hair curlers and had a very unflattering mole on her chin that grew some thick black hairs, in a wheezy smokers voice she replied “Nah, that belongs to my son” with a wheezy hacking cough she left of into the dark bedroom that must have been where she sleeps.
“Are you here about my car” a voice spoke up from behind Danielle she was startled by how silent this man was. She gave a quick confirmation; “it’s a rare beauty” he spoke slyly with a little wink in his eye, “I’ll give you nine hundred for it.” Danielle answered firmly.
“Asking price is eleven hundred, it purrs like a kitten and can go all night” he spoke like he was trying to be seductive as he approached Danielle but the only thing this man has mastered is sleazy, perverted and creepy. Danielle pretended to be afraid, as she backed towards the door, “Fine I’ll pay eleven hundred” but the man had other things in his mind, “mm yeah, I know you will, sexy… but how about a little something like showing me some gratitude for such a good deal” she turned towards the exit but another man had been waiting in the shadows, when they saw her enter the house they already began setting up their little trap, they were salivating like animals as the advanced towards Danielle.
“Okay boys, you got me” she said in a sweet tone, as she let them lock the doors and close the windows.
Those vain attempts that would block of her escape routes will only serve to keep them trapped, she thought with wicked intentions.
The men had closed the blinds darkening the room confident they had her trapped, Danielle’s hair grew wild and unruly as her hands seemed to double in size, her slender fingers became meaty and long to match, as her nails extended rapidly, her muscles swelled and rippled as short brown fur grew from every follicle.
In the poorly lit room the men couldn’t see the transformation being performed by the girl, they could hear bones snap and break like wood being twisted and broken apart, then they became aware of loud breathing, “hey guys turn on the fucking light! And what the fuck is that noise” said one of the men.
“I’m looking for the switch hey what the fuck is thi-“his voice cut short from finishing his sentence followed by a wet thump, then the sound of heavy feet lumbering in a slow threatening manner towards another man.
“Fuck this I'm getting out of here, uh where the fuck is that lock…” there was a slapping sound then another wet sounding thump.
The car owner had fumbled a lighter out of his pocket and held it up only to see a wolves head the size of a bull’s with two golden colored eyes and canine teeth two inches long, but sitting over them were a second pair of canine teeth that sat more like fangs as long as steak knife, curved and wicked looking daggers, were the last images burnt into his mind as they sank into his skull.

Keith turned back towards the house when he noticed the door being reopened. “You get the deed for the car” Keith called out, before he noticed she was wearing some man’s clothes, which certainly served to make her appear less attractive and more noticeable was the fashionable blood decorating her lips some of her hair and her hands “you smell nice today Danielle” Keith said with a grin, there was more truth in it then he intended the smell of the blood was sweet and he almost wanted to ravish Danielle just to taste it.
“Let’s just get in the new car and go.” She spoke coldly obviously something put her in a foul mood, and as if she read what Keith was wondering “they ruined my favorite dress.” Keith didn’t bother asking how her dress got ruined, not because he knew, but because he was afraid to find out.
She opened the driver’s side door to the car “How about I drive?” Keith almost pleaded, she flatly denied Keith and somehow he always complied, something about this girl always demanded his respect.