Bonded Pt.5/?echelonloveFebruary 8 2011, 21:53:03 UTC
(I wrote over 1300 words today!! Usually I can barely get 500...this comm is doing wonders for my motivation!! :D )
The pain started right away. It was so excruciating that Adam couldn’t move, and Brad and Cas had to carry him back into the apartment. They laid him on the bed, where he immediately curled up into a ball. Kris couldn’t have gotten far like this. If Adam was in so much agony, then Kris must be in just as much. Someone would notice a man screaming in misery eventually. They would no doubt be reunited soon enough.
Because of the torturous blasts of pain, Adam could pay no attention to his surroundings. The next day or two, he spent in bed with Brad or Cas taking care of him. When one was watching over Adam, the other was out (as a wolf) searching for Kris. So far, they had had no luck. Kris had managed to disappear completely.
Adam could do nothing without spasms rocking through his entire body. He felt like millions of sharp, tiny needles were piercing every inch of his skin constantly. He would periodically shout Kris’s name, hoping in vain that Kris would somehow hear and come back to him. It was all to no avail.
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“I found him!” Cas shouted as he ran through the door on the third day of Adam’s misery.
“You did? Where is he?” Brad asked excitedly.
Cas’s expression of triumph fell for a moment. “That’s the problem. I followed his scent all the way from a rundown apartment building to the airport. It ends there. He must have fled the state.”
“Oh,” Brad sighed dejectedly. “How are we gonna find him now?”
“He probably lived at the apartments where I first picked up his trail. I can ask some of his neighbors where they think he’d go. Maybe we’ll get a lucky break.”
Bonded Pt.6/?echelonloveFebruary 8 2011, 21:54:20 UTC
The next day, the three werewolves were driving to Arkansas in pursuit of Kris. Cas had gotten lucky when someone remembered that Kris was originally from Conway, a small town in central Arkansas. They figured that that was the first place he would go. They would have taken a plane, but Adam was in no condition for that. A man screaming in anguish would no doubt alarm the security guards.
It took an entire day of nearly non-stop driving, with Brad and Cas alternating driving duties, before they finally arrived in Conway. As soon as the werewolves rolled down the windows of the car, they picked up on Kris’s scent. “Adam, he’s here, baby,” Brad soothed as Cas accelerated the car exceedingly above the speed limit. “You’ll be with him soon. Then the pain will go away.”
Adam smiled smally which quickly turned into a grimace as another spasm rocked through his body. “H-hur-ry,” he managed to croak out.
“We are, sweetie, we are.”
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The trail led them to a small house on the outskirts of the town. A massive tree cast a shadow over the entire building. Small purple flowers ran all around the house. “Damn,” Cas muttered under his breath. “These people definitely know what we are. That’s a Mountain Ash and those are Wolfsbane.” Mountain Ash and Wolfsbane were two of the very few things that could hurt a werewolf. Mistletoe was another, which made celebrating Christmas a real problem. Lucky for Brad and Cas, though, they were friends with a talisman crafter who specialized in werewolves’ protection. He had crafted them two rings that would render them immune to the pollen of Wolfsbane and the shadow of a Mountain Ash.
Adam was not so lucky. He immediately began to cough intensely, wrenching violently away from the open window. “We need to get Kris outta there quick,” Cas said as he and Brad got out of the car. They both moved to carry Adam in with them. The proximity of a mate would lessen the effects of the poisonous plants, but they had to hurry. With Adam’s current condition, he wouldn’t be able to survive the exposure for too long. It was a miracle Kris was still alive after days of being subjected to the torture.
The trio ran quickly towards the house, hoping to get inside fast to find Kris. Brad knocked on the door while Cas held Adam up beside him. No one came to answer. Brad knocked one more time. They knew Kris was in the house. They could smell him clearly. After a few beats of silence, a small cry came from inside. A muffled “Help,” was able to reach the werewolves’ keen ears. Brad didn’t waste any time waiting for someone to come to the door. He rammed against it, smashing it to pieces. He rushed in and followed his nose to a door hidden underneath the staircase. He opened it and discovered another staircase leading down.
“P-please,” a small voice whimpered from below. “Help please.”
“Kris!” Adam shouted with as much might as he could muster. “We’re coming for you baby.”
Bonded Pt.7/?echelonloveFebruary 8 2011, 21:54:40 UTC
He broke away from Cassidy’s strong grip, already feeling somewhat better for being so close to his soulmate. He stumbled down the stairs, his hands wrapped around the railing in a death grip. When he finally got to the bottom of the stairs, he looked around for Kris. The basement consisted of one dark room with concrete floors and unfinished walls. Against one wall was a rack of weapons and torture implements. Beside these were vials of wolfsbane extract, no doubt to cover the tips of the swords, needles, and arrows. The only other thing in the room was a table-like bed that Kris was locked into with metal bars. “Kris, baby, I’m here!” Adam said happily as he rushed over to his lover. He collapsed against the side of the table. Kris looked up at him with relief in his eyes. Adam gently ran his hand through Kris’s hair.
“Adam. You came,” Kris said in a scratchy voice weary from days of pain and captivity. He smiled up at Adam, who smiled back widely.
“Of course I did,” Adam soothed. “I love you. I wouldn’t leave you here to suffer.” He looked towards the bars in dismay. He may no longer be in pain, but his strength wouldn’t be able to fully recover until he was away from the poisonous Wolfsbane. Brad and Cas, who had been waiting on the sidelines during Adam and Kris’s reunion, approached the table.
“Allow us.” Cas grasped the first bar and pulled. It came easily off the table, as the second bar did when Brad pulled it free. The other bars were removed until, finally, Kris was no longer tied to the table.
He sat up and was immediately engulfed in a big hug from Adam. “Hey,” he said into Adam’s ear.
“Hey,” Adam answered. They laughed happily together..
Their joy was short lived, however, as Brad asked, “But why were you tied to the table? Isn’t this your parents’ house?”
“Yeah, why would they tie you up?” Adam asked in confusion.
Kris looked at the ground and sniffled. “Well, they know about werewolves. They knew even before they adopted me. They’re werewolf hunters, and they absolutely hate our kind. It was...it was...,” Kris trailed off as sobs overtook him. Adam clutched him tight and whispered soothingly into his ear. “It was them who killed my real parents. They think it’s fun to kill any werewolf, good or bad. When they discovered my parents had a son, they took me in. I guess they hoped that if I didn’t know about my heritage, I would never become a full werewolf. When I came home, not only was I in pain from our separation, but I was reacting to the flowers and the tree. When they realized they had failed in suppressing my inner wolf, they attacked me and tied me down here. They’ve been poking at me with Wolfsbane laced needles for days.” He cried harder into Adam’s shoulder. Adam ran a hand up and down his back.
“My God, that’s horrible! They’re your parents! How could someone do such a thing to their own child?” Brad exclaimed.
“Easy,” a voice sounded from the top of the staircase. “Our child was human. You monsters are not.”
The pain started right away. It was so excruciating that Adam couldn’t move, and Brad and Cas had to carry him back into the apartment. They laid him on the bed, where he immediately curled up into a ball. Kris couldn’t have gotten far like this. If Adam was in so much agony, then Kris must be in just as much. Someone would notice a man screaming in misery eventually. They would no doubt be reunited soon enough.
Because of the torturous blasts of pain, Adam could pay no attention to his surroundings. The next day or two, he spent in bed with Brad or Cas taking care of him. When one was watching over Adam, the other was out (as a wolf) searching for Kris. So far, they had had no luck. Kris had managed to disappear completely.
Adam could do nothing without spasms rocking through his entire body. He felt like millions of sharp, tiny needles were piercing every inch of his skin constantly. He would periodically shout Kris’s name, hoping in vain that Kris would somehow hear and come back to him. It was all to no avail.
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“I found him!” Cas shouted as he ran through the door on the third day of Adam’s misery.
“You did? Where is he?” Brad asked excitedly.
Cas’s expression of triumph fell for a moment. “That’s the problem. I followed his scent all the way from a rundown apartment building to the airport. It ends there. He must have fled the state.”
“Oh,” Brad sighed dejectedly. “How are we gonna find him now?”
“He probably lived at the apartments where I first picked up his trail. I can ask some of his neighbors where they think he’d go. Maybe we’ll get a lucky break.”
“Perfect!” Brad exclaimed. “Let’s get moving.”
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It took an entire day of nearly non-stop driving, with Brad and Cas alternating driving duties, before they finally arrived in Conway. As soon as the werewolves rolled down the windows of the car, they picked up on Kris’s scent. “Adam, he’s here, baby,” Brad soothed as Cas accelerated the car exceedingly above the speed limit. “You’ll be with him soon. Then the pain will go away.”
Adam smiled smally which quickly turned into a grimace as another spasm rocked through his body. “H-hur-ry,” he managed to croak out.
“We are, sweetie, we are.”
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The trail led them to a small house on the outskirts of the town. A massive tree cast a shadow over the entire building. Small purple flowers ran all around the house. “Damn,” Cas muttered under his breath. “These people definitely know what we are. That’s a Mountain Ash and those are Wolfsbane.” Mountain Ash and Wolfsbane were two of the very few things that could hurt a werewolf. Mistletoe was another, which made celebrating Christmas a real problem. Lucky for Brad and Cas, though, they were friends with a talisman crafter who specialized in werewolves’ protection. He had crafted them two rings that would render them immune to the pollen of Wolfsbane and the shadow of a Mountain Ash.
Adam was not so lucky. He immediately began to cough intensely, wrenching violently away from the open window. “We need to get Kris outta there quick,” Cas said as he and Brad got out of the car. They both moved to carry Adam in with them. The proximity of a mate would lessen the effects of the poisonous plants, but they had to hurry. With Adam’s current condition, he wouldn’t be able to survive the exposure for too long. It was a miracle Kris was still alive after days of being subjected to the torture.
The trio ran quickly towards the house, hoping to get inside fast to find Kris. Brad knocked on the door while Cas held Adam up beside him. No one came to answer. Brad knocked one more time. They knew Kris was in the house. They could smell him clearly. After a few beats of silence, a small cry came from inside. A muffled “Help,” was able to reach the werewolves’ keen ears. Brad didn’t waste any time waiting for someone to come to the door. He rammed against it, smashing it to pieces. He rushed in and followed his nose to a door hidden underneath the staircase. He opened it and discovered another staircase leading down.
“P-please,” a small voice whimpered from below. “Help please.”
“Kris!” Adam shouted with as much might as he could muster. “We’re coming for you baby.”
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“Adam. You came,” Kris said in a scratchy voice weary from days of pain and captivity. He smiled up at Adam, who smiled back widely.
“Of course I did,” Adam soothed. “I love you. I wouldn’t leave you here to suffer.” He looked towards the bars in dismay. He may no longer be in pain, but his strength wouldn’t be able to fully recover until he was away from the poisonous Wolfsbane. Brad and Cas, who had been waiting on the sidelines during Adam and Kris’s reunion, approached the table.
“Allow us.” Cas grasped the first bar and pulled. It came easily off the table, as the second bar did when Brad pulled it free. The other bars were removed until, finally, Kris was no longer tied to the table.
He sat up and was immediately engulfed in a big hug from Adam. “Hey,” he said into Adam’s ear.
“Hey,” Adam answered. They laughed happily together..
Their joy was short lived, however, as Brad asked, “But why were you tied to the table? Isn’t this your parents’ house?”
“Yeah, why would they tie you up?” Adam asked in confusion.
Kris looked at the ground and sniffled. “Well, they know about werewolves. They knew even before they adopted me. They’re werewolf hunters, and they absolutely hate our kind. It was...it was...,” Kris trailed off as sobs overtook him. Adam clutched him tight and whispered soothingly into his ear. “It was them who killed my real parents. They think it’s fun to kill any werewolf, good or bad. When they discovered my parents had a son, they took me in. I guess they hoped that if I didn’t know about my heritage, I would never become a full werewolf. When I came home, not only was I in pain from our separation, but I was reacting to the flowers and the tree. When they realized they had failed in suppressing my inner wolf, they attacked me and tied me down here. They’ve been poking at me with Wolfsbane laced needles for days.” He cried harder into Adam’s shoulder. Adam ran a hand up and down his back.
“My God, that’s horrible! They’re your parents! How could someone do such a thing to their own child?” Brad exclaimed.
“Easy,” a voice sounded from the top of the staircase. “Our child was human. You monsters are not.”
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