Separated From Her Island Wolf

Dakar's eyes narrowed after the men that were carrying Avril away and the ones that were coming towards him. He got engulfed by a terrible rage and within seconds, he jumped off the ground and ran after them. The men in his front were startled and didn't move quickly. Unfortunately for them, his claws had elongated and it went through their necks. He used wolf's speed to try and reach the people carrying Avril. They entered the water and were running to the ship. He ran into the water and experienced the greatest physical pain of his life. He howled and ran out. He fell onto the beach floor and screamed in pain. His legs had burnt red and his insides were on fire too. Dojo began to take control but he fought hard to remain in his own body.

“For Avril”, he screamed in his head and battled with the other being that coexisted in his body.

“Avril!” he screamed out and shoved Dojo away. He laid on the ground, panting and bleeding from the chest and mouth. He head the ship horn and he sat up immediately. It was too late, the ship was already too far for him to reach, even if the water did not burn him. He grabbed his hair and cried. He had lost her.

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Avril woke up with a very heavy neck. She couldn't even move it talk more of sitting up. She had to keep lying on the cold metal she woke up in. She looked around her but it was very dark. Her body shivered on its own because of the temperature of the room. She laid in that darkness for what seemed like ten hours to her. Finally, she heard footsteps coming closer to where she was. She waited patiently until it got super close. Moments later, metallic chains began to rumble and a door was opened. She strained to look at the door which was unfortunately, behind her head.

“Get up”, a harsh voice ordered.

“I—I can't. My neck...I can't move my neck”, she stuttered painfully.

“I said get up!” he barked and she flinched. She moved her arm to help carry her load up but she couldn't move it too far. Was she beaten up while she was asleep? What could be the cause of the pains?

“Please help me. Please”, she pleaded. The man exhaled and walked into the cell. He held her hand and pulled her up. She screamed and cried as pain vibrated through every flesh and bone in her body. She supported her neck with one arm and felt a big bump right at the spot where the dart had hit her. The man began to pull her along and she followed obediently. They got into a lighter side and climbed up the stairs. She wanted to ask questions. Questions about Dakar and what they were going to do with her. But she couldn't bring herself to be ready for the truth especially if it was a sour one. What if Dakar was dead? If he was shot by a silver bullet, would he make it? What if he was alive and we were both taken captive on the ship? And what if he was left alone on that island.

“No! This is not good”, she thought. They climbed the stairs and walked through another hallway. Then they reached a certain door where the man pulling her stopped to knock. Avril's heart began to race faster because she knew that door. She knew who stayed behind it. The door opened and her eyes met him; Paulo.

“Ah, she is awake now?” he asked with a sarcastic tone.

“Enter”, he said with a smirk and opened the door wider.

“I will no,” she said firmly and he chuckled.

“Bring her in,” he ordered the man and went into the room. The man held hrr arms and tried pushing her inside but she kicked him in between his legs and punched him in the face. His nose broke and he began to have a nose bleed. Paulo was surprised at her action and he stood staring at her.

“Where are my friends?” she asked with very little fear in her voice. If they kidnapped her again, then they will have to put up with her new character.

“I see you've grown some guts. But don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you because you are too precious to Freddie. If we give you any injuries, he'll have our heads. So, just come in and we'll talk. I can not wait to hear of how you survived,” he drawled.

“I am not staying in a confined space with you,” she gritted and moved backwards. The man she hit managed to stand but was looking red in the face, with blood trickling down his nose.

“You, take her to a warm room and get her something to eat. Then prepare the deck for her to have a special interview with me”, Paulo ordered the man and he nodded. Avril glared at Paulo.

“If I was supposed to stay in a warm room, why did I just wake up in a cold cell?” she asked.

“Oh, that was my littlest form of revenge. I will never like you so I cannot treat you good always,” he answered and snickered at her. The man held Avril's hand and began to pull her along while limping himself. She kept quiet all through and only produced a sigh after they reached a door and he opened and pushed her inside. He huffed at her then limped away. She closed the door and stared at the room. It was warm and bright. The window was open and the small couch and blankets were still there. She sat on the chair and picked up a small notepad. She opened it and saw writings with her name in it. The writings read; We miss you, Avril. You don't serve this. The ocean took you away, I guess it loved you more than we did.

Tears formed in her eyes as she read the rest of the messages her friends had penned down, thinking she was dead. If only they knew she had been alive and happy all these while. Suddenly, she had the urge to see them even more than before. She wanted to make sure they were okay. To tell them all about Dakar too. She looked around the rest of the room and sighed. She was tired, weak, scared and worried. So many 'What Ifs' ran through her mind and she tried to block them all away.

After a few minutes rest, the door opened and another man she didn't know entered with a tray.

“Your food. Paulo says you should eat and come up to the deck,” he said and dropped the tray on a stool.

“Can I ask a question?” she asked him, and she took it as a yes after he stood still and stared at her.

“Thank you. Please, what happened to the girls that used to stay in this room?”

“Which set of girls? There have been four sets since I came aboard”, he answered.

“Uhh, the ones from early March. Two black girls and one Chinese girl.”

“Oh, there are in Mexico. I didn't meet them aboard though, they were the set being delivered while I came in,” he stated and Avril sighed in relief. If there left the ship alive, then they wouldn't be doing too bad. She had thought Freddie would act rashly against them after she had gone.

“Thank you,” she appreciated and he nodded and left. She took the tray and uncovered the plate of steaming rice and boiled potatoes. She took a spoon and tasted it but frowned immediately.

“Tasteless,” she muttered, but ate it nevertheless. She finished up and put the plates aside. Then she entered the bathroom and washed her face. As she stared at the small mirror in there, she realized that she was not the same pathetic girl that was first kidnapped the first time. She was lonely then and weak, but she wasn't lonely anymore. Neither was she weak. She had Dakar even though he wasn't physically with her. Then she remembered the charm bracelet. She reached out to her pocket and pulled it out. It felt so smooth yet firm in her palm, and it felt like it had a strong force emitting from it. Somehow, seeing and holding that bracelet gave her strength. Now she knew why Dakar had given her. But how did he know? Was it part of the prophecy? Will she ever meet Dakar again? What if he disappears from the island and she never finds him again?

“Will I be able to live without you, my Island Wolf?” she asked aloud.