As emily opened her eyes she immediately noticed she was not in her room, she tried to sit up to get a better view of her surroundings but was stopped when she heard a soft voice beside her

"Heeeey em, how're you feeling?"

She looked in the direction the voice came from and saw bernie with a worried look on his face with his greying deshiveled hair and slightly wrinkled clothes, at the moment he looked older with his eyelids hanging low and red eyes.

"I'm fine" she began "some aches and pains here and there but nothing I can't handle" emily said and offered a small smile to alleviate his worries "you were pretty hurt last night, whatever happened must've been quite something, mind telling me how you got so banged up?" he asked as he stared intensely at emily.

"It...... it was a wolf bern and yet it wasn't" emily said with uncertainty in her voice as she broke her gaze with bernie, it was at that moment that a middle-aged man in a white long overcoat carrying a clipboard walked into the room and stood at the foot of emily's bed.

"Good morning Ms. Waller" he said with a smile on his lips "good to see you in such good health, when you came in last night you were in terrible shape, you sustained a few broken ribs and a minor concussion but given enough time you should be fine as long as you get enough rest, you're lucky to have such a good friend" he said, meaning bernie "still though, we're going to have to keep you here for a few days to make sure nothing is wrong before we release you, if you'll excuse me" he turned around and left.

Emily tried yet again to sit up and bernie seeing her struggling to complete the task placed his heart on her back for support and adjusted the bed, "thanks" she said with a slight smile "how did you know I needed help?" she asked to which bernie smirked "c'mon em, when don't you need my help" he ran his hand through the mess on his head in an attempt to make himself more presentable before dropping his joking demeanour "what do you mean by it was a wolf but not a wolf?" he asked as he fished inside his pants pocket and took out a single cigarette, emily raised a brow at him which made him catch himself "ah sorry" he said with an embarrassed smile as he tucked the cigarette away in his breast pocket "it's a bad habit" emily shook her head and said "it's bad for your health is what it is"

Bernie chuckled and replied "getting the shit beat out of you can't be good for your health either but you don't see me judging you" emily shrugged "Touche", a long silence engulfed the two friends but was eventually broken by bernie "listen em, about what I said at the office, I was jus-" but was interupted by emily "it's ok, I know you didn't mean it" silence once again overcame the two as they sat staring at each other "well this isn't awkward at all" bernie said as he stood up "i'm gonna go get something to eat, you want anything?" emily shook her head and with that bernie left the room.

Sitting alone in the room she could not help but to recall the events that transpired last night, she clenched her fists and gritted her teeth in as much anger as well as fear as she remembered how helpless she felt and how close to death she came when facing the beast, a shiver went down her spine as the image of those sharp teeth hanging over her head flashed through her mind.

She was snapped out of her thoughts by the voice of bernie " i'm sorry em, station called, I have to go" he moved to the door but his hand stopped just before making contact with the handle, he looked over his shoulder "you don't need a babysitter do ya kid?" he said and laughed before walking out the door.

" Son of a- that was one time!!!" emily shouted with a flushed face "hey, i'm not the one who was too scared to be by herself" he said walking further and further out the door "I was seventeen and drunk dammit!!"

Emily sighed and turned to the window, over and over again the image of the beast kept running through her mind, silver fur and sharp teeth as well as two glowing yellow orbs were all she could think about, the thought of her coming close to death haunted her and gave her the feeling of helplessness as well as opened her eyes to just how easily her life could be snuffed out.

She clenched her fist and gritted her teeth as she kept replaying last night's scene in her head "Never again" she said in a low voice, almost a whisper "never again will I allow myself to be so helpless"

-------Back at the Lupine Mansion-------

Eren stumbled through the gates to the compound with his hand firmly pressing against the wound on his shoulder, long had he reverted to his human form as sustaining his wolf form was putting a strain on his injured body and now that the sun had risen and people were out and about secrecy was required.

He staggered down the path from the gate leading to the court yard where his brothers were training who upon seeing his condition came running to his side to lend him support

"where's.......nick?" eren asked with labored breaths, perspiration could be seen on his forehead and it was taking a lot of effort for him to keep standing "what took you so long?" scar's voice boomed from behind the crowd which parted to let him through.

Scar briskly made his way up to eren who was on the verge of fainting and frowned as he saw his condition "get him to his room......QUICKLY!" he shouted to the two men helping eren to stand who immediately left to carry out scar's instructions. Murmurs began to spread through the crowd of onlookers who witnessed the scene, "as you were" scar commanded as his eyes flared an intense amber which caused every person present to stiffen.

He withdrew his gaze from the men and made his way to where eren was located, there he found the two men posted outside the room eren was in who immediately stood at attention when they noticed his presence.

"Has his condition improved?" scar asked

"No sir, his wound isn't healing"

Scar motioned for him to open the door to the room and what awaited him made him freeze in place, there on the bed, eren lay squirming shifting in and out of wolf form. His veins were visibly suqirming under his skin from the constant shifting and his teeth constantly grew and shrunk as he silently screamed, the look on his face was one of perpetual agony.

"What the-" scar stared wide-eyed at the scene as he observed from a distance until his eyes landed on eren's shoulder where he saw the injury he had sustained began giving off steam, scar ran up to eren's side and forcefully held him down so as to better inspect the wound. After getting a good look at the wound scare hypothesised that the cause for eren's erratic behaviour must be associated with his injury.

"Jimmy! Brian!" scar called over his shoulder, the two men who were posted outside came running into the room and stood behind scar "Hold him down" scar ordered them.

"Eren" scar said as he stood over the struggling man "I'm going to need you to be as still as possible" he said as he raised his right hand and grew the claws of his index finger and thumb before carefully placing them over the wound "i'll try to be quick" he dug his claws into the wound and felt around until he felt something unusually hard (AN:my mind went in the gutter even though i'm the one who wrote that) he firmly grabbed the object between his claws and began slowly pulling it out (AN:i'm not the only one thinking that sounds dirty here right?) eren began thrashing around but was quickly restrained by the two burly men who increased the grip on him.

"Eren please, try to bear with it for a while longer" scar said before he rusumed the process, after several minutes of what seemed like death throes the object was finally removed from the wound, sitting snugly between scar's claws was a 3.5 mm steaming bullet.

Scar stared intensely at the bullet before dropping it into his pocket and shifting his gaze to eren's wound which began the process of healing albeit very slowly, already the color was returning to his face and his breathing became steadier.

"Thank you, scar" he said as he slowly sat up from the bed, he kept his gaze down as he was too ashamed to meet scar's eyes

"What happened?" scar asked in an even tone "where is nick?" although his voice was neutral the scent of his worry was thick (AN:Basically an elaborate way to say they could sense how he was feeling, i'm going to list all lycan abilities and describe the characters' appearances and personalities soon)

"I....I don't know, he sent me to watch someone but she was getting too close to finding out about us"

"how'd you get hurt? Why wasn't it healing?" Scar asked

"I don't know why the wound wasn't healing.....but as soon as I was shot I started feeling strange, I mean I got short before but this time was different, it made me weaker somehow"

"hmm" scar stroked his chin "interesting, interesting indeed" his sight returned to eren "where's nick?"

"I said I don't know" eren snapped and rubbed his temples "he should be here by now, I left him at school"

Scar paused to think, he furrowed his brows as he went through scenario after scenario in his head "This is not good, not good at all" he said as he paced around the room "Nick isn't the type to just up and leave without warning.......something's wrong, very wrong" scar hurriedly left the room leaving a confused eren.

Scar burst through the doors of the intelligence room, which was a room filled with computers used to collect information on various people and locations(AN:as one could guess by the name,wasn't calling any of you dumb by explaining), luckily scar planted a tracker on nick, discreetly of course.

He quickly made his way to a computer and logged on, he zeroed in on nick's position and raised a brow at the results "What are you doing there nick?" he asked to no one in particular "guess i'll just have to find out''

-------unkown location-------

"So far the subject has not responded to any outside stimuli, his heart rate is normal as well as all other vitals" said a tall, skinny scientist.

"Why is he not waking up then? we need him concious for the optimal results" said another scientist, this one was different than the others as he was more robust and muscular than the others. He had a goatee and a pair of intelligent eyes hidden behind horn rimmed glasses with thick lenses and a long white overcoat with a cross insignia on the back and spoke with a british accent "our client said she wanted as much information as possible and to go to any lengths to get results, I want you to squeeze as much as you can get out of this fine gentleman" a cold glint flashed through his eyes as he stared through the glass at the man on the other side bound by metal restraints around his wrists and ankles on a vertical metal table, the young man was unconcious and had a femine face with shoulder length black hair and a dragon tattoo running from his right chest to his right wrist.

Wisps of black smoke was coming from the young man's ankles and wrists which caused a sizzling noise to come from the restrained areas. The scientist with the british accent stood gazing at the young man with a satisfied smile on his face

"What a fine specimen indeed"