Control Me (book 1)

Coal-

I woke up on the floor of the basement, still covered in the wolf's blood. I looked across the room, he was lying lifeless on the floor. Blood pooled all around the room. I sat up and looked down at my hands. I killed him... I was a murderer, not just to the children in the orphanage but to the man that turned into that wolf, that monster. My hands trembled in front of me, what happened to me. I remember seeing fur on my hands and arms, I remember a bone breaking pain that came over me. Was it all just a dream? I looked back over at the wolf. No, that thing made me this way... It was the same thing that had happened to him before he turned into a beast. I put my blood stained hands over my eyes. It was the first time in a very long time I actually cried.

I heard the metal door swing open slowly, I didn't move. There was a gasp and then footsteps that rushed over to me. There were several hands that grabbed me all over, examining me. I remained still my eyes to the ground. I thought about what I had done, there would be no way I would be able to cover my sins now, I wore the blood of many in my name. I was lifted to my feet off the cold concrete floor. One of the scientists lifted my head to look at them. I knew they were talking but I couldn't hear them. Or at least I wasn't paying attention, I was too lost in my own thoughts.

"What happened?"

"How do you feel?"

"How did you kill him?" They asked me. But I didn't answer, I remained quiet.

"Can you hear us?" I nodded slowly.

"Answer the questions!"

"I'm a monster..." That's all I could say. I had become a demon from hell and this is how I would live out my life, buried deep under my mountain of sins. Under the shame and trauma of watching another being die right before me.

They looked at each other eyes wide open, "It worked..." One of them said, I could see a smile forming under his mask. I rose my head to look him dead in the eyes, the rage I had held against these people was about to explode.

"IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED! A MURDERER! A MONSTER THAT KILLS THE INNOCENT! YOU ALL ARE THE REAL MONSTERS! Now that you have made me... I HAVE THE POWER TO KILL YOU ALL!" They jumped back and one of them ran out of the room for help.

"C-Calm down kid..."

"Just take it easy..."

"NO!" I ran at the taller more dominant looking one of the two that were left in the room and grabbed his head. There was a loud snap of his neck, the other ran out of the room to go get help too, but before he closed the door I grabbed him and yanked him back into the room with me. He fell to the ground.

"N-No, please," He pleaded for his life. How pathetic that a person who thought it right to torture the innocent had pleaded for his own life. Just as those he had killed himself did, what an ironic way to end his life.

"You got what you wanted... You made a monster..." I picked him up off the ground then threw him back down, the back of his head busted in, blood soon surrounded it, spilling out from under him. I slowly walked out of the room and up the stairs. I was dead, I couldn't feel anything anymore. No emotion. No sympathy. At the end of the hall there were men who almost looked like they could be on the swat team. They however were not, they were the same men who had came after me when I had tried to escape. They worked for this god forsaken place. They each looked at me with the same dead expression. It was almost as if they had no soul, like they were all marionette puppets and the master was behind them holding their strings. Controlling them with his contagious hatred. There was the prick of a needle on the back of my shoulder blade. I fell to the ground unable to move. I was lifted off the ground and thrown over someone's shoulder once again. My face was lifted up to look in the face of the master. He held a grin as he looked at me.