Vulpe, Mouse and Lance
Vulpe howled in fury as some coats came to take Mouse for tests, hurling her body again and again against the charged glass. Mouse tried to crawl back into a corner, then narrowed her eyes and decided to fight.
"Shit!" She sank her teeth into one of the orderly's hand and he cursed. She twisted and kicked another in the balls. He yelped and cupped himself.
"Lei va, ragazza!" Vulpe cheered wildly. "Morderme, soldato!" A group ran past her. "Mouse, watch it! More badguys incomin'!"
"Merde!" Mouse twisted and ran into the corridor. A dart hit her in the arm. "Oh, not again..." she said in disgust and then fell to the ground.
"I bastardi! Vado ucciderlo! Andare di strappare le sue budelle fuori i suoi colli!" Vulpe shrieked in rage as she watched her friend go down. They'd talked through the night and had found they had a lot in common. When she got out of this, she had two blood debts to collect. Her's and Mouse's.
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Lance's hands shook as he set up a microscope. Damn, he needed to get them out of here. But how? His mind whirled uselesslly as he worked by rote. He flinched slightly as another scream echoed up to him. God, he was weak. Such a weak fool. Shame stabbed through the guts. What would his parents say, if they could see him now? He'd come to America with such high hopes...
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Vulpe watched Mouse being wheeled down the corridor, eyes burning with rage. Her red eyes glared at the soldiers and they looked away uneasily. "You think that just cos she not human, she don't deserve to love her life the way she wants? Bah, I spit on you! May God leave you to burn in hell," she spat.
Mouse woke a few hours later, feeling weak and shaky. They'd injected her with something...it made her head spin. "Vulpe?" She called out weakly, then retched, bringing up the food they'd given her.
"Mouse? You alrigh', bambina?" Vulpe called out in concern.
"I will be." Mouse wiped her mouth, and then dry heaved, gagging on bitter bile. "Dieu..."
"Mouse?" Vulpe said. No answer. "Mouse?!"
"Not so loud, please, Vixen."
"You don' sound alright, tora. Hey, is there il doctore in dis hellhole?" Vulpe yelled.
"Don' yell, s'il te plait, Vulpe..."
"Ok, I won't." Vulpe paced the confines of her cell in frustration. She'd tried all the tricks at her disposal and wasn't any closer to finding a way out. Inside she was afraid that tomorrow was the day they'd come for her. She swore silently that they wouldn't find her easy prey.
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At home that night, Lance took two Valium to ensure he would have a dreamless sleep. He couldn't close his eyes without seeing those two brown eyes glisten with pain, and he kept hearing those screams in his mind.