After that I headed home to the modsteps, not wanting to talk to Hex.

When I think about it about was a stupid idea. Not that the modsteps were dangerous. They were drunk most of the time and not a issue. It was the people the modsteps worked for.

There was no doubt about the fact that before the modsteps would do anything to get money, including endangering me.

Of course they didn't know anything was happening to me. Doctor Cape and his body guard tricked and smoothed there way into making them believe they were helping my "depression".

And if the Modsteps were home, the doctor and his body guard would use the power of boos to knock them out.

They would administrate the drug called U.S.8. Drugs that were to trying to make people as invincible as gods. Though that sounds pretty cool the side effects were awful.

It would make me what I would call full animal. I would start acting like some sort of carnivore and attack anything with a needle in its hand or the doctor. I wouldn't remember anybody or anything. Wouldn't know how to speak or read, just bloodthirsty. Something that still plagues me this day.

I locked my door and sat on the bed hoping that I had scared the doctor away after throwing that broken beer bottle in his stomach.

I was wrong.

I heard someone banging on the door. It was Josh Modstep. "Open the door up!!", he screamed in drunken rage. I didn't say anything back. "The doctor has gratefully come back to help you", he said trying to be cheery but I could here him gritting his teeth.

"NO", I screamed. My words were braking, trying to hold back tears of anger.

I heard a key enter the lock.

My mind raced. I had to think of a plan and I had to think of it fast.

I looked over to the window, got up, and opened it. I grabbed my backpack. I looked down.

My head spun. The window was up pretty far.

I put my leg out and hung on the top ledge, then started putting one hand on the other edge and slid on to the ledge of the building.

I heard Josh and the others barge into the room. The doctor with a syringe in his hand and his body guard beside him looked out the window.

The doctor handed his body guard the syringe filled with the drug.

He got on the ledge and started to follow me.

Give up, I thought to myself while edging towards the downstairs roof.

My idea was to escape.

I jumped on the roof the body guard still far away. He looked at me at aww probably not sure what to do.

I jumped on the ground and started running east to the woods.

"Oh no you don't!"

Tony came over and tried to grab me. His fingers edged at the back of my sweater, but a was faster than him and kept running to the cliff edge.

I would take the stairs down, which is faster. I ran into the woods hearing everyone following. The rustling of the leaves under there feet and mine. I got to the cliff and stood there.

The stairs were gone. I stood in horror. I felt like I was going to puke.

The was a pinch and a pressure feeling in my shoulder. Not one that I was not used to. I looked back at the doctor, the syringe in my shoulder. It was like time had slowed. I didnt know what to do so I jumped.

I fell on to the ground. The Syringe still in my shoulder. I looked at my hands.

They were stained with a dark red. I felt my shoulder.

The Syringe had been crevice in it leaving a big cut the whole way it was long.

Hello future scar.

I walked over to where I hoped my little area was to get some bandages.

I coughed and hacked and tripped. Finally braking and leaned myself on the tree.

The drug was already passing through my veins and burning. I had to take it out before I started acting insane.

I closed my eyes and tried to not think about my throbbing shoulder.

I counted down 1,2,3, I ripped the string out of my shoulder, covered in blood and pieces of skin I put the syringe in my backpack. I finally had proof against the modsteps. I got up and started to walk again holding my shoulder.

I was fine until I heard something in the distance. Wild dogs. There barking got louder and louder.

I picked up a stick. It was my only weapon.

I was breathing heavily. A faint growling crawled closer. Piercing blue eyes came out of the darkness. I backed up to a tree. The eyes came up to me.

The fur of the black wolf melted into the darkness of the night. Only its blue eyes inching closer to me.

More brown ones with brown eyes were at its side as well.

I grabbed a tree branch and swung it around.

"Stay back!" I screamed while waving the branch at them.

The one backed off but was growling louder.

I lowered the branch and started to back off to the side. Until, the wolf lunged at me.

I kept the stick up and held the wolf off. The wolfs maw butting down on the stick. I tried to use all my strength to keep it away.

My foot kicked the wolf off of its bite of my stick. I only had enough time to sit up before the wolf lunged again. I raised my branch hitting it before it got to me. Almost like hitting a baseball as awful as that's sounds.

It hit the ground flopping, standing up as fast as it can.

It growled at me and ran off the other direction with its pack howling.

I sat on the ground, the battle over, my heart beating as fast as the sound of my wrist watch.

THE WATCH, it hit me like that.

I hit the button on the side of the watch that would usually be used to set time. I put my dry mouth close to the watch. Trying to talk easily and held my shoulder,"Jordan"