How long? How long had it been since her life had been taken away from her? Emma Hendricks sat under an oak tree, her knees held against her chest, head in hands. She remembered, she had never forgotten. It was like it was just yesterday, that they had offered money for people to volunteer for an experiment operation.
She remembered pain, as they cut out pieces of her DNA then replaced it with new segments, and the changes. She wanted to forget those, but that in itself was impossible. Her living body was always a reminder of her curse.
She had always believed wolves were beautiful, nimble, strong, elegant. Emma enjoyed thinking about them in the wild, when she was a child. They were one of the Lord's greatest creations, among animals and humans alike.
They inserted the DNA of a wolf into her, so she was told.
"A Grey Wolf?" She remembered asking them. That was indeed the species they had chosen.
The beautiful, majestic canine... the wolf.
Yet she was a monster. Not human, nor beast, her skull had caved in and grown forward to resemble a muzzle. It had been days of agonizing pain as more changes rushed on. Teeth became sharper, sense of smell stronger, and her eyes.... They gave her a mirror, to see how the operation was going, and she was horrified! She once had blue eyes, her mother's eyes... She was a monster, with her gold haunted eyes so fierce, and the fur. The black fur all over her body. The last to change were her limbs, she slowly acquired claws, and it became harder to stand each day. She resorted to walking on all fours.
She begged for them to search for a cure, to let her return home. No, they had all ready cut the funding. There was to be no cure to be found, and the innocent people experimented on? Their family's never saw them again.
They were sold, not publicly, but in black markets. Of course the government did not want it to leak out. So they waited in dark cages to be bought like property.
That was exactly her fate, a wealthy man had come one day. He had bought millions of them, including herself.
She glanced up as the sun began to rise in the east, it was early but the others would wake soon. Along with his children.
She remembered pain, as they cut out pieces of her DNA then replaced it with new segments, and the changes. She wanted to forget those, but that in itself was impossible. Her living body was always a reminder of her curse.
She had always believed wolves were beautiful, nimble, strong, elegant. Emma enjoyed thinking about them in the wild, when she was a child. They were one of the Lord's greatest creations, among animals and humans alike.
They inserted the DNA of a wolf into her, so she was told.
"A Grey Wolf?" She remembered asking them. That was indeed the species they had chosen.
The beautiful, majestic canine... the wolf.
Yet she was a monster. Not human, nor beast, her skull had caved in and grown forward to resemble a muzzle. It had been days of agonizing pain as more changes rushed on. Teeth became sharper, sense of smell stronger, and her eyes.... They gave her a mirror, to see how the operation was going, and she was horrified! She once had blue eyes, her mother's eyes... She was a monster, with her gold haunted eyes so fierce, and the fur. The black fur all over her body. The last to change were her limbs, she slowly acquired claws, and it became harder to stand each day. She resorted to walking on all fours.
She begged for them to search for a cure, to let her return home. No, they had all ready cut the funding. There was to be no cure to be found, and the innocent people experimented on? Their family's never saw them again.
They were sold, not publicly, but in black markets. Of course the government did not want it to leak out. So they waited in dark cages to be bought like property.
That was exactly her fate, a wealthy man had come one day. He had bought millions of them, including herself.
She glanced up as the sun began to rise in the east, it was early but the others would wake soon. Along with his children.
