I wake up in a dark, concrete, room. Bear was curled up, sleeping next to me on the cold ground. I stroke his head and he instantly perks up his ears. I notice that he has tape around his jaws so I take it off, taking some fur with me. He doesn't seem to notice though.
The large metal door to my small room opens and closes. A hot guy with blonde hair walks in. "Hello there, sweetheart." He says just a tad sarcastically. I realize he has a Irish accent. "It looks like you and your beast have woken up." He says
"Why am I here?" I ask trying not to sound afraid. Bear sits still next to me.
"Well, let's see. Your parents are, well, dead. My mates and I killed them." He says comfortably
I stare for a few moments, biting my lips so hard they bleed, because I and afraid to cry. *sniff* "And...." I say shakily dreading what he will say.
"You are going to......"
I burst into tears. He stops and walks over, almost as if he wants to comfort me. My wavy, chestnut hair is sticking to my face when I look up. Bear is growling at the blonde-haired boy, ready to attack him if he comes closer.
"Control your dog, Shawna. We allowed you to keep him, you don't want us to take away that privilege to do?" He asked
"NO! Bear, come! Come here, boy." I say to him sweetly. His ears perk up and he trots over to me. "Sit" he sits "now stay. Good boy, Bear!" I say
The blonde haired boy sits down next to me against the wall. "We don't want to hurt you. We've been watching you for A while now. We want you to work for us." He states
"Who is us?