{Bittersweet}-Adam

[adam]

Adam smirked. "Aww. What's the litttle shifter gonna do?" he said in a way like he was talking to a small child. "Slap me?" he sneered. He walked past her and into his house where he got some stitches, a needle, and some tweezer. Once the glass was out of his hand, he washed the wound and started to stitch up his knuckles. But he had accomplished what he wanted. He started a fight. He smiled contently, but he stopped breathing every time pain jolted through his body. Suddenly, the whirling of helicopters roared above his house. He finished the last stitch before going outside, only to be ambushed by EF. "Jisa!" he yelled as he was thrown to the ground and his hands and feet tied together. "JISA!" he yelled louder, worried about what would happen to her. He couldn't let them get her again. With rage flowing through his veins, the large bear reappeared with shreds of clothes laying around him. As he changed, the rops hissed and snapped. Fighting the EF to get to Jisa, Adam blasted through the forces. As ropes were thrown around him like he was a horse, he opened his jaws and roared a thunderous roar. The ropes snapped around his chest and legs and head, dragging the EF behind him. As he reached Jisa, he stood on his hind legs and roared again, his paws slamming into the agents, throwing him left and right. His arms and hands turned into his bear's legs and he bolted into the forest. He knew he didn't stand a chance against so many either. Suddenly, he felt a prick in his rump and his feet skuttled under him. He ran faster than any bear ever could and disappeared from sight. Suddenly, things went black in the snap of a finger and he tumbled to the floor with a roar, tumbling and spinning on the florest floor and sliding to a stop on his side, his eyes closed.

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Feeling drowsy, Adam found he was in his human form with bits of clothing on him. He had a blinder over his eyes with his hands and feet roped, and a piece of duct tape over his mouth. Suddenly, hands smacked his arms and he put himself in dead weight as he was pulled to his feet. Pulled from the van, he used his grizzly senses to sniff the air. Smoke. Lots of it. Fire, to the south. A large building smelling of unknown fumes. He gave the EF dead weight again as he was dragged into the large building. He sniffed the air. Chemicals.

[{J I S A}]

His comeback should have been a warning to back off and leave him be but red anger flamed up deep in my chest. This guy had crossed the line; his arrogance was just awful. So maybe I shouldn't be the one to talk. My first irritated steps easily let me catch up with him- but I let him go. He was certaintly not worth it. After all, it was time to go and find Anya and Stella. A sharp pain shot through my skull; a headache. Rubbing my forehead I started to move away, before I heard the whirring of a helicopter. Tons of the EF suddenly ascended on the property, both men and women. Even I know when to step down, and I do so accordingly. That guy could obviously handle himself, not as if he needs my help. Whatever happens to him isn't of my concern. I keep my head down and disappear into the forest line. My eyes blur with tears, ones that I never invite into my life. When will I ever get over it? Sometimes life seems impossible, but reliving distant memories isn't something I'm used to and really- it sucks. For so many years... five years. Wait, I need to figure out what month it is.

And so I desert the Shifter who picked me up off of the side of the road. Life goes on, just as the world will always keep spinning. Whether he lives or not affects nothing. He'll have to deal with it, as have many others. Including me.

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[adam]

Noises were ringing in his ears. Clinking of metal, bubbling of whatever, and the strain of ropes. He heard growls of predators and whinnies of horses. Most likely other shifters. He had to make a desicion. Try to flee now, or make an escape tunnel later. Tunnel. He went with the flow, but still resisted. At least he could see now as the blind was removed. He saw several other people, shifters, crying and pleading, desperate to get out. He saw other bears and horses and wolves and even a few african animals like gazelle and lions and zebra and even a wildabeest. He sighed as he was taken to a cell. He waited for night to come and started to dig with his large, sharp bear claws. Soon he was out, but heard the cries of others. He knew he had to help them, but how? He sighed. He couldn't. He'd love too, but he couldn't. Not without risking being caught again. He bolted from the facility and into the night. Soon he saw Jisa in town and walked up to her. "Jisa. I'm sorry about what I said earlier. It's just... I don't know. I really like you. You're really nice and you're strong. Not afraid to speak your mind and definitely not afraid to stand up to jackasses like me." he said.