HIS LUNA
chapter 1
Lucas
The tight silver collar burned my throat as I tried to pull against the heavy chains that were keeping me captive. The bitter cold nipped at me and chilled my bones. My fur coat gave me no heat, it was falling out do to fear, stress and anxiety and was now very thin.
Lucas
The lack of food and water didn't help my situation either. I have not been in my human for since I've gotten here. They kept us chained up in wolf form. I was so weak that I couldn't shift back. They were treating me like a mutt, chained up outside, as if I were being punished. Well technically I was being punished, for my existence, for my wolf.
Lucas
The snow and ice crunched underneath my paws as I paced around the limited space I had, trying to warm up my stiff muscles. I had to fight again today. They treated us like fighting dogs, like savaged pitbulls. They placed bets on us on who would win, who would be the first to draw blood.
Lucas
I could still feel the stinging pain of the healing bite mark on the shoulder from the fight. I had won but there was no grand prize. They might give the winner a small cup of dirty water and if you are one of their favorites, a small hunk of rotting meat. Apparently, I was one of their favorites.
Lucas
I sat down on the ground with my head down and waited to be escorted to my fight. I've been here for a long time, almost two years. Only one other wolf has been here almost as long as me. I've never seen him, only heard the faint snickers of the men talking about him after his fights.
Lucas
The others are fairly new, most only stay a few months, and die. New ones are constantly being brought in. The only one I can see was a few hundred yards away from me. He was a small, copper colored wolf. He was weak and we both knew he wasn't going to last very long.
Lucas
I jerked my head up as I heard footsteps approaching me. It was a fairly tall, bulky man named Butch. He was one who always escorted me to the arena.
Lucas
You know the drill. If you try to run, I'll kill you." He unhooked the chain from collar and grabbed my scruff. It stung very badly. The skin on my neck was raw and red from the tight, silver collar. He drug me through the forest until we reached an open field, the place served as the arena.
Lucas
The white snow was stained red from the previous fights, making the air smell of iron. Butch shoved me into the middle of the men. They took their turns grabbing at me, throwing punches and pinching my ears as I made my way to the center of the make shift arena.
Lucas
Across from me was a fairly large brown wolf, probably a gamma's son. his coat was also thin, covered in dry blood and dirt. The men then closed both sides, closing us into a open circle.
chapter 2
Warning! Mentioning of blood and death. If easily triggered do not read! ❗❗❗
unknown
"Make your bets now! This fight is between our two oldest!"
Lucas
pov: I watched as the men took out stacks of money and handed them over to the ring leader. I eyed up my opponent, looking for his weaknesses, as he did the same to me. We both knew what would happen if we lost, both of us desperate to win
unknown
You know the rules! Go!"
Lucas
('The brown wolf immediately launches himself at me. He caught me off guard and pinned me underneath him. He was snapping his jaw at my neck, trying to sink his sharp teeth into my skin)
Lucas
(I lifted up my back legs and dug into the soft flesh of his belly. He whimpered as I tore of hunk of his skin, warm blood poured from his abdomen and started to soak my fur.")
Lucas
(The men cheered as I drew blood. They were sick. I pushed him off me and circled him, with my hackles raised. I let out a snarl as he tried to near me again. He raised himself on his back legs and tried to scratch my face with his front claws. I dodged it and bit into his front paw. He growled and dug his claws along my side, near my ribs.)
Lucas
(We started rolling around and growling, ripping and biting at any flesh we could get to. He made the mistake of leaving his neck unguarded and I took it. I sunk my teeth deep into his neck.)
Lucas
(His blood filled my mouth, leaving a metallic taste. He struggled against me and I put all my body weight on him, pinning him tightly against the ground. The mens' cheers got louder as they hollered for me to finish him off. I dug my canines impossibly deeper and he fought desperately to throw me off. I felt his bonce crunch under my hold and he whimpered and snarled loudly. With one last twist of my head, I snapped his neck and his bloody body went limp in my mouth. When I knew for sure he was done, I dropped his lifeless body on the ground. )
Lucas
(The men were cheering loudly, some yelling at others as they lost their bet. I blocked them out. Why would they cheer about taking someones' life? I never wanted to kill, to take away peoples' ability to live but that's how it worked here.)
Lucas
(It was either kill or be killed.)
Lucas
(A high pitched scream pierced through the night's silence. I could hear the terrified yips of the other females and the men barking orders at each other. The smell of burning oak trees lingered through the forest, making my hackles raise in alarm. The men were probably having another one of their 'buzz parties', as they called them. They have a huge bonfire in the middle of nowhere and get horribly drunk. It doesn't make me anymore relieved. Sometimes they would leave us alone, get so drunk that they would just pass out and return the next day with killer hangovers and sleep the whole day. Most of the time, they would walk around and pick one of us out and beat us senseless, you'd be lucky if you survived. I've seen it happen once before. They reeked of beer and their own vomit. Just the thought of it made me sick to my stomach.)
Lucas
(Then I saw the men running through the trees, a blazing fire being held in their hands by torches. The smell of gasoline lingered on their clothes, making my snout burn. They started lighting the trees on fire. One man approached the small copper wolf and dumped a ring of gasoline around her and lit the ground ablaze.)
chapter 3 freedom
Lucas
pov: His whines and painful yelps were heard through the crackling fire. I saw him hopelessly yanking at his chain but he was overtaken by the flames.
Lucas
Then I felt a burning sensations as someone poured gasoline on my back, seeping into my fresh wounds. A man then approached from behind me. He had a wicked sneer on his face and a deep, long scar running from his forehead to his neck. I snarled as he tried to approach me. He grinned, his eye sparkled like a wild animal are the fire's light hit his face. The gas ran down my face and into my eyes, making them feel like they were on fire. I whimpered as my vision blurred. I heard the man laugh.
unknown 2
"Sorry sweetheart."
Lucas
pov: He threw the torch at me but I knocked it out of the way. It hits the tree I was chained to and was set ablaze. I watched his blurry figure walk away as I heard him snickering. The smoke filled my lungs, making me cough. I yank vigorously against the chain, the silver collar cutting off my air. The smoke and the gas in my eyes made them water. The fire spread along the ground, melting the snow and burning the dead, yellow grass beneath it, turning it to ashes and charcoal. It approached me at a rapid rate. I could feel the burning heat, a drastic change from the cold.The tree was groaning against my constant pulling and was become weak, being consumed and destroyed by the flames.
Lucas
The old oak finally gave out with a loud 'SNAP' and I ran. I ran and I ran hard. My vision was still burry but I had to keep running. I knew that if they found me, I'd be dead. I could hear the other whimpering and whining in pain, calling out to me for help, but I couldn't. Their sorrow filled voices will forever haunt me.I could feel my heart pounder against my chest. My legs were screaming at me in effort but I kept going, pushing myself even harder.
Lucas
I ran for almost half a day before I collapsed in complete exhaustion. My body was weak and frail from being kept in such poor conditions but I was finally free. Then the darkness from sleep overtook my deprived body. I wasn't safe but at least I was finally free.
Lucas
I gasp and woke up, clutching my chest, panting hard. That nightmare has been haunting me for the past two years, two years since the day of my escape. I squeezed my eyes shut and curled up in a ball, clutching my ears as I relived the torturous memories. The painful screams, watching the others die a painful death when I could have stopped and tried to help them. The way their body's were terribly burned, cover in burns, smelling like bunt flesh.
Lucas
Watching the light leave their eyes as I crushed and snapped their necks, their souls leaving their body's and fall limply in my clamped jaws. The many ways my father tortured me in his own ways. The whips, the knifes, his constant taunting. I screamed and clutched my ears harder until I all I heard was ringing.
Lucas
I back up and waited for my breathing to steady while looking around the motel room I stayed at for the night. It was crappy, but it was cheap and the only thing I could afford with the stolen money I got for trading in that god awful chain and collar at a scrap yard.
Lucas
The whole room smelt of cigarette smoke, stale old lady perfume and mold. I knew I would not be able to got back to sleep. I changed out of my baggy shirt and replaced it with a regular T-shirt and jeans I got from a homeless shelter.
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