--Allison-- 

Opening my eyes again was the worst thing for two reasons. First, because I knew that I was probably going to have to go through that again, and second, because I hadn't seen Alarik. 

I remembered his dark eyes staring at me just as my eyes had closed. In that split second, I thought he had actually been there to get me, but he hadn't. Had it just been all my imagination? It had to be.

I blinked my eyes a few times and looked around the small room before sitting up with a groan. 

I wasn't sure how long I'd been out, but the one gash on my arm was completely healed. The other one however, had a series of stitches pulling the skin together. 

"Fucking silver," I grumbled resting my head back against the wall. 

"Good you're awake?" The voice came at the same moment I was blinded by the door opening again. 

I heard the clink and the scraping sound as another plate was scooted toward me. Another tray of mush. I poked at it with the plastic fork, my stomach rumbling but my mind not wanting to eat it. 

If only there was a way for me to just burn all my tastebuds. I knew I wasn't going to be getting anything else though, so I picked up the tray. 

I saw the man set something else down too and scoot it toward me. Clear liquid sloshed over the sides and I quickly set the tray down, opting for the cup instead. 

The chain ran out with the cup just short of my reach. The man laughed slightly before sticking his foot out and moving it the two inches closer. 

I snatched up the cup and brought it to my lips, greedily drinking the water. 

How long had it been since I'd had water? 

It was one of those things that didn't cross your mind until you no longer had unlimited access to it. 

"Drink and eat up, you have another big day ahead of you." The shadowed eyes seemed to crinkle with a smile and he turned back around and left me right after sticking the needle in my neck. 

I picked at the mush and ate it, feeling that same groggy feeling flowing into my head while the rest of me woke up. 

I needed to figure out what this was. It was like it cleared out whatever drug was keeping me from having no contact with my wolf from my system, while also making sure I couldn't reach it to shift or communicate. 

I tried reaching out anyway, even as I felt the fog taking over. There was always a chance that somewhere in the middle there would be a weakness in one of the drugs and something could slip through. 

However, I was just met with that same barrier. 

What if he isn't even looking for me because he thinks I'm dead? 

I prayed that wasn't the case. If Alarik had given up on me--

Well I would probably end up giving up on myself. 

I let the thought sink in before I pushed it away. There was no way I could dwell on one thing like that for so long. 

This time I was prepared for the light when the man came in again. I heard him work with the chains at the wall and I felt him tug them, menaing he wanted me to stand. I complied, finding that my legs were more stable then they'd been in a while. 

This time when he led me out of the room, I was able to see more. It didn't do much for me though. I didn't see any doors or windows, the bright lights just came from the flourescents overhead. I looked all around for something that could make this place distinguishable but I didn't know anything about stuff outside of our pack. 

I'd only left our territory once, and that had been when Alarik had taken me to dinner. I hadn't exactly been memorizing everything about the city and its buildings while I'd been there. 

I smiled at the memory of that night. How stubborn I'd been with him. And the look on his face when I'd thrown my insult at him and brought his ego crashing down when I'd told him not everyone wants to be showered with gifts and fancy things. That wasn't what I'd wanted from him, I'd wanted the real him, I'd wanted to know his feelings for me and I think that night was what helped push him in the right direction. 

I was directed into the bathroom again. 

 "So Sam," I started when I turned the water on in the faucet. 

The man just glowered at me. I could tell he wasn't thrilled about me knowing his name, but that other man had given me the information. 

"What are we doing today?"

"That's for me to know, and you to eventually find out." His smirk led me to beleive that today was going to be just great.

I really hoped to just go back to my little room and take my confinement in peace and quiet. I was done with these people. 

He led me back out and down the hall again. We stopped in front of the familiar door and I pulled slightly trying to walk back. I didn't want any part of this. 

He opened the door and I saw that chair sitting in the middle, the tug pulling me into the small room. The scent of bleach hit my nose and I wrinkled it. It overpowered everything else. I looked at the chair and the floor around it, noticing how everything was shiny just as it had been the first time. There were no traces of my blood that I knew had to have been everywhere. 

I tried pulling away harder. I had a good portion of my strength back due to the drug that they had given to wake up my abilities. Despite the silver wrapped around my wrists, it wasn't like I was pulling against a stone wall, I was pulling against human strength. Granted he wasn't weak, but I still had to try. 

There was no way I was going back in that room. 

"Sam control her. I really don't want to have to drug her up and wait for everything to clear her system before we begin."

He pulled harder, making me stumble forward slightly. 

"No," I whispered. There was another jerk and I stumbled forward again. "No." This time it was louder. 

I saw the smirk spreading. and he started wrapping the chains around and moving closer to me. I kept trying to pull away, but there was no use now. 

I saw the hardness of his jaw, how his face had turned to stone and when he reached me he grabbed both my forearms in his tightly. I winced slightly as his fingers pushed and tightened the stitches in my arm. 

He yanked me forward and into the room, nearly throwing me into the chair before he started locking me down. 

Just as the man was about to start whatever sick thing he had planned, a phone rang. 

He pulled it out of his pocket and put it next to his ear. 

"Yes?" His voice was cool and even. 

I couldn't hear what was being said on the other end. Even with my senses waking up, the voice was still a little too quiet. 

"I'm sorry Sir I had no idea that happe-"

"Well yes Sir, I'll do that. Yes, I'll make sure it doesn't happen again. It must have been a fault in one of the drugs. Yes. I'll be sure to do that."

He put the phone back in his pocket and brought a needle close. 

"Since we already have the other drug out, it wouldn't hurt to reinforce this one now would it?" 

I couldn't even try to fight it. There it went again, going striaght into my skin as he emptied the contents of the syringe into me. Another cloudy wave washing over my mind. It started to muddle my entire thinking process and for a split second I wondered if this could cause permanent damage. 

That was soon washed away too. I couldn't hold onto one thought for too long and that was if I could even form a thought. 

The man over me smiled and I looked around slightly noticing that Sam had left. I looked back to the man as he pulled all the equipment closer. Attaching something up to me. 

Beeps filled the room. Heart monitor. 

He then started each of the cameras before returning to my right side. I heard a click and I turned to see a gun in his hand, but I couldn't make myself scared of it. I couldn't even comprehend what was going on. Somewhere I knew that was bad, that I needed to get away from the gun, but the haze had scattered everything. 

"Test one, removal."

Then he aimed it down more and pulled the trigger. I heard the loud sound, so loud I was wondering if I would ever be able to hear again. We were in a small room after all, a small concrete room, the sound bouncing off the walls with no where to go. 

That was when the pain hit and a loud scream tore through me. I felt an incredible amount of pain in my leg. I wanted to keep screeming but I bit my tongue hard. I felt the haze lifting from my mind, at least partially. 

I knew adrenaline was kicking up in me. There was a threat and it was trying to make me get away from it. Even if I could get out though, I wasn't sure I'd be able to run on a leg that had just been shot. 

Then the man went around to inspect the wound and I wanted to kill him. Tear his throat out, tear him limb from limb, because not only had he shot me, but now I felt him digging around in there. 

I pulled hard at the restraints at my wrists and ankles. I needed to get out of here, away from these monsters. They weren't going to stop. 

I heard the clink of metal on metal and he stood up. Apparently he removed the bullet. 

Test one, removal. His words made sense now and I felt a spike of fear run down me. At least with the other two tests, there had been another side to them. They had to test it against something. 

The man walked over to my left side and I tried to pull away again. I could feel the silver cutting into the flesh at my wrists but it was nothing compared to what I was sure I was about to feel. 

"No. Don't do this. Please don't do this. No, no." I pleaded with the man, tears steadily flowing down my face. In that moment I would do anything to just walk out of there and go back to my darkness. 

My pleas were unanswered however when his cold eyes met mine and with a level voice he said those dreaded words, "Trial two, no removal."

I heard the bullet click into place and not even a second later he pulled the trigger. Another scream racked through my body as the piece of metal tore through and went into my leg. 

Even if I could break free now, there was no way I could run away now that I'd been shot in both legs. 

Despite the pain, I felt an odd calm pouring over me. The calm scared me more than the wounds themself. 

The man walked across the room and pressed a small button. I heard a faint beep and he started talking. 

"Cinthia could you please come in to monitor our patient. I have somewhere else I need to be."

"Sure thing Mr. Freemont."

Freemont, I decided to store that away for later use as well. 

Somewhere else to be? Where else could he have to go? Unless I wasn't the only one here and he now had to go and torture another poor innocent soul. 

Freemont left after setting the gun down and a few moments later a woman walked into the room. She wouldn't look at me, in fact she did everything she could to not look at me. 

"Oh Cinthia, you know I can't hurt you. Even if I wanted to I'm a little-- tied up at the moment." I smiled a weak smile at my own little joke before I let it fall. 

Cinthia seemed to be less comfortable with me now though after the joke. 

I tried to hold perfectly still so as not to move the bullet that was still in my leg. I knew no one was going to remove it, they were waiting to see how it healed. They wanted to know if it would stunt the healing, heal around it, or if somehow it would magically get pushed out with the process. 

I watched the young woman shift uneasily, her eyes still downcast. When her eyes finally looked up to mine I whispered, "Boo!" 

She grimaced at me. "I'm not scared of you."

"You really souldn't be either. It's not like I can get out of this, and even if I could it's not like I can attack anyone or go anywhere after being shot in both my legs."

She grimaced again. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she felt sorry for me. But I had a suspicion that no one in here could truly feel bad for me. 

We stayed like that for a while, her watching me and me watching her. Until I started to feel the dark dizzy depths pull at me. I wanted to stay awake though, I needed to. I couldn't let myself be pulled under, not while another one of them was still in the room watching me. If I could fight it, I was going to. 

But I couldn't.

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Just another cheerful chapter from Allison's perspective. 

I would really hate to be in her shoes... Well... Yeah. 

Oh and by the way, as you may have noticed it says 'Sam' now instead of 'Al' that would be because I wasn't really digging the name Al for this dude's character. I went back into that other chapter and changed it too... but it's now Sam.