I attempt to stand up from the bed and lunge for the one nearest to me but I fall right back in. My legs feel rubbery like they can no longer support my weight.
"What did you do to me!?" I shout as I glare at them with so much hatred. "Where is my mother!?"
None of them speak. How can someone that just served me tea be dead!? That's simply impossible! She's harmless. She's innocent. This must be a joke. They wouldn't dare kill my mother and talk about her so casually as if she's nothing.
Even though I'm in so much pain, I laugh like I just heard a bad joke and looking directly at the one I presume to be the leader.
"I want my mother! Take me to my mother you, meathead! If any one of you hurts as much as a single strand of hair on her head then the person is dead! You're all dead! I'm going to kill you all no matter how long it takes!..."
While I hatefully shout my threats to them, they slightly turn their backs and talk under their breaths about me but I hear them clearly.
"Fucking hell, she's a crazy one! I thought you said you had her secured!? Did you remember to mix the substance as the Luna directed and did you give her the right dose?" One of them ask the one that had his eyes on me earlier.
"Yes, I did! Two hundred ml each of belladonna and mistletoe solutions. That mixture would have killed any of us within an hour! How did she still have this much strength even with the heavy silver chain binding her!? How?" He replies and warily look in my direction with an awestruck expression.
"Maybe we should increase the dose?..." The one that first spoke says again
"No! We can't increase the dose, she might die. The Luna only wants her weak but alive to do whatever she wants with her. That's sick, if you ask me but it's not our business." The leader replies
"Agreed, so what do you suggest we do now? She obviously doesn't look weak..."
"Get all the moonstone necklaces we have in the Jeep and bring them here. And be fast about it. I don't know how she can still be this active with that amount of mistletoe and belladonna in her system. The only safe thing for us to do right now is to continue to suppress her wolf and prevent her from shifting..."
Hearing this, I didn't let him finish his statement. I suddenly lunged toward them, straining against my bind with all my strength. Even though they are out of my reach, they still automatically jerk further away from me. Damn scardy cats!
The heavy silver chain burns deeper into my flesh. The pain is killing me but I'm beyond care. I'll be damned if I so much as let out a whimper in their presence. These bastards suppressed my wolf with Mistletoe and belladonna. Two of the most deadly poison that can kill a werewolf within seconds and now they want to add moonstone. What do they take me for? The mighty Moon goddess that cannot be affected by poisons and weapons!
As one of them leaves to get their moonstones, I wonder how I'm still alive with 400 mls of belladonna and mistletoe flowing through my veins. 'How am I still alive? What am I made of, Mithril!?' I thought to myself
Contrary to what the leader of the policemen thought, I know Miranda has no intention of letting me live. I'm sure she wants to kill me. Otherwise, how can she order them to inject me with 400ml of belladonna and mistletoe?
How can these foolish Council policemen be this dumb to believe she wants me alive to do whatever she wants with me, even after one of them confirms none of them can survive from the combination they gave me?
The one that left to get the moonstone soon return with different colors of the gem that had been strung together like a crudely made necklace.
"Go hang it around her neck and let's get the hell out of here!" Their boss commands.
The one he commanded to hang the moonstones around my neck, freeze, looking shock.
"Huh!?" He says without moving from where he is. "You want me to hang this around her neck!?" He asks in disbelief but their boss only glares at him in return.
"But sir, she's a monster and..." He is still complaining when their boss cut him off
"You're a trained Council police, so don't argue with me! You swore an oath to serve and protect against monsters like this now do your fucking job!" Their boss barks
I laugh,
"Yes, come do your job, chicken. Why are you scared? I'm just a girl afterlife..." I jeer and make fun of the lily-livered one until their boss can't take it anymore.
"Shut the fuck up, bitch!" He growls in anger
"Why don't you make me, pussy!" I smirk back at him "You're their boss, aren't you? So why don't you take that moonstone and come hang it around my neck yourself if you have the guts? Why send your lackey?... Chicken! Pussy! Coward!..." I continue to taunt him with degrading names.
"Cluck. Cluck. Cluck– come on chicken... Cluck... Cluck..." I cluck like hens to drive the insult in
As I cluck, he moves toward me, his face so red with anger, he looks like he might kill me on the spot.
"Shut up right now, monster!" He growls but I'm too angry to be stopped
"Why don't you come a bit nearer and make shut up, pussy!" I mock
He moves with a speed I don't know he's capable of because of his bulk and zaps me with the stun gun in his hand
My body spasm painfully as the jolts of electricity run through me. When the pulse stops, I find I can't move my body. I feel paralyzed which allows the simpletons to slip the moonstones necklace around my neck.
I have become weak. I can't even shout anymore for Martha as my throat feels chapped and raw. I can't hold back the painful cry that escapes me when they roughly jerk me up with the chain and pushes me toward the door. They lead me down the small hallway and into the living room where I see Mirinda sitting majestically on the sofa with her right foot placed on my poor, bleeding mother?...
"Nooooo!.. No! No! No!... Martha!" I scream and surge forward with renewed strength, pushing the policeman walking in front of me out of my way.
Miranda quickly stands and runs when I rush toward her. My eyes run all over Martha as I kneel beside her on the floor. I see the blood that had soaked through the thick woolen carpet, is coming out of a deep gash on the right side of her abdomen.
"Oh, my god! Martha... Mom... Please wake up. Wake up please" I beg as I put my cheek to her nose to feel if she's still breathing but nothing. I can't feel any breath coming out of her
Miranda killed my mom