Chapter 4 I can't have any of this

Ugh!

I thrashed around in the I have no idea where I ended up. I tried to shake off the sleepiness by opening my eyes and blinking rapidly.

I yawned and then extended my hands till they made contact with something that immediately became rigid.

Now, that...could be construed in a very peculiar manner.

It seems like everywhere would be preferable to hell, right? Having this idea floating around in my brain, I glanced up to where my hand was touching and saw... a leg?

I glanced farther up to solve this little guessing game that I was playing with myself at the time. That's right; I'm chill like that.

The next thing that appeared in front of me was a pristinely white garment that had just been ironed.

As I looked up, I saw first an arm and then a shoulder enveloped in the pristine whiteness.

At long last, I made out ahead. It seemed to have hair, but where was its face? It's possible that it didn't even have a face.

I smiled to myself and began to giggle to myself. And here I thought that some strange people had taken me.

His eyes were a fiery brown, and his face turned to look at me. Can brown flame through the eyes? Can eyeballs even blaze? Are you sure they won't catch fire? Why exactly am I inquiring about this? Who gives a damn?

A papercut to the eyeball is far more painful than having your eyes on fire.

As I moved aside, my back collided with something that was only half as tall as it was.

As I turned back, I could see Ethan dozing off there by himself. Fainted? In the end, he was rendered unconscious.

"What the heck did you do to Ethan, you with the hair?" "What the hell did you do to Ethan?" I shouted.

The man shifted his attention to me while simultaneously making a peculiar expression, with his nose twitching and the top right corner of his lip pushing up. It didn't seem like he was very thrilled to see me.

Then I suddenly realized it. Everything that occurred the night before.

My beast is in motion.

I'm kicking all of the guys in the ass!

I couldn't help but grin as I basked in my triumph.

Eva is a young lady who has a natural and innate sense of badassness.

Then I recall Ethan seems to be on the verge of passing out.

I'm attempting to shield his dummy a$$ from harm.

Again, this is me attempting to protect his dummy ass.

Because he didn't put up much of a fight yesterday, he needs to work on his fighting skills at the gym.

Then I recalled the piercings located throughout my body and on my neck. Instantaneously, a scowl formed on my face, and without thinking, I reached behind my head to touch the back of my neck, where there was nothing but smooth flesh. I was able to let out a sigh of contentment.

When I opened my eyes, I reentered what I can now identify as a limo.

I'm in a limo. I was abducted, and here I am riding in a limousine. Everything was much too simple.

I was pretty familiar with my limos since that was the only mode of transportation we had. This was not your typical Lincoln; this was the one and only Hummer limousine.

I sprang to my feet and sprinted straight to the seats towards the back of the room.

We were positioned on the floor with a few army troops around us at the time.

As soon as I started moving, everyone sprang back into high alert and pointed their weapons in my direction.

I began stroking the seats and pushing the buttons that were all the same color. Who doesn't produce buttons in a rainbow of colors? That's just like a rainbow with no colors! It would like air.

But no mind, I guess you have to make the most of what you've got, right? Okay, let's go along that line of reasoning.

I made the mistake of looking out the window and immediately came to regret it. It would have been a lot more fun to crash the limo without worrying about anything, but there's always something that spoils the moment!

I could only make out a desolate wilderness. I mean like a desert, like a wasteland. Following the objects that looked like dust devils, after something that resembled a snake, after yet another cactus, there was nothing but cactus.

There are no trees or rivers here; my wolf would be very unhappy.

I don't believe I could feel my wolf at that point, which is probably why I began hyperventilating.

I placed my palm over my heart and saw that my chest was expanding and contracting much more swiftly than I would have liked.

We were abducted.

"What the hell are you going to do with me!" I yelled at the guy with the brown eyes, who I believe I will refer to as Bob. Bob gave a little nod in my way as he glanced at me and then at his 'fellow' partners.

One of the ugly guys, while they were all hideous, grabbed a needle out of the camouflage napp bag that he was carrying and began to make his way toward me.

Oh, heck, nope.

I was just as prompt in getting up. He had no intention of inserting that enormous needle into any portion of my body.

And even if he does it—notice how I say "if"—I certainly wasn't going to go down without a fight, that much is for sure. I retreated one step for everyone that he made forward.

Something resembling a batch of the drugs from Breaking Bad was brewing in my thoughts at the same time as a potential strategy.

I came to a halt suddenly just as he was racing at me. I could tell he was a human because he got within about five inches of me before I snatched the needle out of his grasp.

I don't suppose they had any intention of us waking up any time shortly in their plans.

During the stunning stage of his condition, I inserted the needle into his side and injected the clear contents of the vial into his body.

Even without my wolf, my insane talents are unbeatable, and there is no way you can defeat me. The guy in front of me passed out and fell to the 'ground' of the Hummer just as the other soldiers in the vehicle became aware of what had just happened.

I blinked rapidly at the notion of what had just taken place, a sneering grin appearing on my lips as I did so.

It just so happened to vanish entirely from my thoughts when

Crap! I disengaged from the situation while simultaneously searching for a way out of this predicament in my thoughts.

I leaned to the left to better understand what was going on outside the glass, and precisely at that moment, a dart went right over my head.

That's not cool at all. You can't shoot at a woman while she isn't looking, so don't even try it!

They certainly did not just attempt to fire another knock out the dart in my direction.

Oh my goodness, at this point, they were not only requesting it; instead, they were pleading for it. And I had every intention of handing it over to them. They got a healthy dose of their own medicine this time.

I continued to retreat until my back collided with a wall of something, the nature of which I did not wish to investigate at this time. They were staring at me while brandishing genuine firearms as they stood a few yards away, some of them shouting, some reloading their weapons, and others staring at me.

Not to be confused with the dart guns, which use colored darts rather than silver bullets. The smell of the metal was so repulsive it made my stomach turn.

I cocked my head to the right and bent forward to retrieve the dart that had been lodged in the apparatus that looked like a wall.

Around five darts whizzed by me and struck the wall to my left while I was playing darts. Just my luck.

Is it just me, or are they highly terrible when it comes to shooting? What are they, individuals just starting in the army?

And they believe they can outsmart my insane abilities? You cretins need to rethink your strategy since I already have it in my brain! Finally! That took me much too long.

I collected the darts stuck in the wall as the person who was shooting the darts was feeling the heat of the competition and was unable to reload his gun quickly enough.

I assume they wanted to make sure I was still alive since they hadn't managed to shoot me yet.

I swiftly moved my hand to grab one of the darts, and as it slashed through the air, it landed in Bob's chest, knocking him out and rendering him unconscious.

Damn, those darts contain some strong tranquilizer stuff, and once they hit you, they take you out cold.

We wouldn't want to be struck by them once again, would we now?

I then threw three more, all of which landed in various locations inside the corpses of the remaining army men. One of them moved two other soldiers out of the way so he could go through.

The two people armed with the dart gun were trembling as much as a wet puppy would be outdoors while it was snowing. Dramatic. Indeed, this is the case. Funny, VERY.

I was down to my final two darts, so I threw them at the two of them. I said, "sorry," they fell like stones as I tried to stop them. They were unaware of the strength of the opposition they faced.