Dex's POV

As I struggled to conscienceless, all I could taste was blood. I couldn't tell who it belonged to, but I had a pretty good guess it was my own. As I blinked open my eyes, I didn't recognize the room I was in. Suddenly I was hit was a wave of exhaustion, and my head started to hurt. Black dots clouded my vision, and I laid back down. I then noticed what I was laying on. It was a hospital bed, but I didn't think I was in a hospital. The whole room looked like a hospital room, now to think of it.

After I regained some strength, I sat up again. It hurt less this time but it still hurt. As I looked around the room, I saw the walls were painted white and the floor was also the same, bland color. I glanced at the bright red door, which stood out even more in the white room. I blinked in surprise as I saw a lady dressed in all white standing there. She had short red hair, and her eyes were down on her phone.

I suppose she saw me looking at her and she said, "Ah so your awake." Her tone was soothing, like a mothers, but also powerful. It was weird how it was both. It just set my nerves on edge. I tried to say something, back to her, but it didn't come out. She put her finger to my lips and said, "Don't try to speak. It'll only make you hurt worse."

I bit her finger. Animalistic, yes. Getting her nasty finger off my lips, yes. So far I don't see why that was a problem. I got the sweet taste of blood by the time she got her finger out of my teeth. Her eyes were wide with fear, as though I was going to shift, and rip her to shreds. I guess I would, if I were strong enough. She ran out of the room, tears in her eyes. 

I had sat up, completely by the time a man in a navy suite walked in. His hair was black, and streaked with gray on the sides. His eyes were cold, but I could tell he thought my little bite was amusing. I wish he'd get closer, and I'd show him how funny it was.

"So that's the fourth one today, cat. Are you trying to scare away all of my employees? That lady just resigned. So did two of the others. The third said they're never going to get near you again, but you just tried to attack him." He said, voice, slightly amused.

"I-" I started but, my voice died away, and I sat there with as stubborn look on my face. I didn't remember attacking anyone, and I just bit that lady's finger. It's not really attacking.

"Don't speak." He said, sternly, "I'm talking now. I guess we're lucky you didn't shift, before biting Lucy. No poison in your human teeth. You did nearly bite her finger off, though. You clawed Mack with your finger nails, you ripped out a good chunk of Stacy's hair, and like I said, tried to attack the guy bringing you food. Might have to muzzle you, you crazy cat." He said, jokingly.

"Good luck, with that." I muttered, my voice slowly returning, "Can't you have your food guy bring me something? I'm starving."

"I would be too! You haven't had anything to eat for over a week! I'm surprise you'd let us bring you water. You drunk it, then went back to sleep. This is the first day you decided to attack anyone. And regain, complete conciseness. Your sister was much more difficult..."

"Mae?" I asked, shocked. I had almost forgotten about her. I thought she must have been at home, but after the last few hours, we were there, I guess that was hard to believe.

"Oh so that's her name. She's across the hall. She's been in a coma like state, and we had to force the water into her. Don't want you two to die, now do we?" He said, almost like he was joking.

"Why?" I asked, my voice cracking.

"Why don't I want you to die? Well I suppose you're to young to know anyways. Don't worry your silly little head, about it." He said. Then another man stuck his head threw the door, his eyes wide, with fear.

"Sir, the other one is waking. She is freaking out. She keeps crying for a hex, sir." He said, respectfully to the man in the room.

"Tell the girl, to calm herself, and we'll get what ever she needs to survive." He said formally.

"Yes, sir." He said, then rushed out of the room.

"Sorry, cat, but I have to cut this visit short. I'll get you some food. I have to deal with your sister now." He said, before walking out the red door. 

I  stood in the room, and I started to freak out. I needed to see my sister. I hoped she was okay, she needed to be okay. I felt dizzy, and I laid down again. I waited, for all eternity, until the door opened, and left what seemed to be food. I ate it, slowly. I wasn't really hungry, anyways.

After a hour or so, a lady came in. She had medium length black hair and brown eyes. She was wearing all white, like the last lady, and I found she was highly, unentertaining. The response to all of my questions, comments, and jokes, was a heavy sigh or a eye roll. Sometimes, maybe a comment, muttered under her breath, about how rude or childish I was.

"You know," I said to her, "You are extremely boring." 

"I'm sorry, werecat, but I'm a high level officer, and I'm not used to babysitting. Nobody else would do this. Plus they offered me a raise." She said, speaking to me, directly for the first time.

"That's no excuse to be boring." I remarked.

"Yes, yes it is. I was told to make sure you stayed in this room, or die trying to make you stay in this room. I will not abandoned my post, like the other cowards, and I will not provoke you in any way or form." She said, as if stating a fact of life.

"You're provoking me by not talking to me. So will you, please?" I retorted.

"Well played, cat. I'm Judy." She said, extending a hand. 

"Dex." I said. I didn't shake her hand. Not after what June had done with the Moon Shade. So now I'm a little paranoid, but that never hurt anyone.

"So it looks like your a tad bit boring yourself." She said.

"Not shaking your hand, doesn't make me boring, it makes me paranoid." I stated.

"Try, rude." She said, before slapping her hands over her mouth, like she'd said something wrong, "I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean it!"

"What are you so afraid of?" I asked her, probably more scared of how she was acting, than she was scared of me.

"Wait, your not going to try to kill me?" She asked, in disbelief.

"If I was going to kill you, or anyone else for that matter, they would be dead, and that door wouldn't be the only red thing on these walls." 

"But Lucy swore you were going to murder her, she said she could see the wild animal in your eyes. Also she was sure her finger was going to need to be chopped off."

"All Lucy saw was me snapping at her, for touching me. Sorry that I don't trust people. Especially people like you." I snapped. Judy back towards the door, pressing her back against it.

"Code 925, crazed cat." I heard her mutter into her communication, thing. "I repeat, code 925." I just blinked at her with lazy eyes.

"Scream run, I'm going to eat you." I said sarcastically.

"Wait, you don't want to kill me?" She asked, suddenly curious.

"Why would I do that? I already had lunch? Besides I figure you're fairly chewy." I said, a smile on my face.

"But you just threatened me." She said.

"No, I did not. I simply said you and the people you work with are fairly untrust worthy. I mean if you woke up in a strange place would you be particularly welcoming?" I asked, keeping my calm, when she didn't answer I said, "Thought not."

"Judy are you okay in there?" A voice came from outside the door. Judy opened it and a man in camo, and a gun was there.

"I'm fine." She said to him softly.

"Are you sure. You know that's a werecat in there, right?"

"Yes James, but sometimes, we can't judge people by a label, but what they do."

"If you're sure Judy." He said, before closing the door.

"Well that was a load of crap." I said.

"What? That was pure poetry!" She said.

"If that's true poetry, then I must have been in the woods to long." I muttered.

"Come on. You know you loved it."

"What ever helps you sleep at night," I said. She smiled and I returned the gesture. I guess I was really happy on finally making a friend. And oh how I was wrong, how I was wrong.

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AN:

So now you see there is no Mae or anyone besides Dex's POV. You see why it's a two parter now?