Introduction
Oh... PUTIK!
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Sa isang dystopian na hinaharap, ito ang ika-5 anibersaryo ng pagtatapos ng mundo na kilala natin. Isang lahi ng mga supernatural na nilalang na tinatawag ang kanilang sarili na lycanthrope ang sumakop at wala nang naging katulad.
Ang bawat bayan ay nahahati sa dalawang distrito, ang distrito ng tao at ang distrito ng lobo. Ang mga tao ay itinuturing na minorya, habang ang mga Lycan ay dapat igalang ng lubos, ang hindi pagsunod sa kanila ay nagreresulta sa malupit na pampublikong parusa. Para kay Dylan, isang 17-taong gulang na babae, mahirap ang pamumuhay sa bagong mundong ito. Labindalawa siya nang sakupin ng mga lobo, kaya't nasaksihan at naranasan niya ang pampublikong parusa ng personal.
Ang mga lobo ay naging mapangibabaw mula nang magbago ang mundo at kung ikaw ay natagpuang kapareha ng isa, para kay Dylan ito ay isang kapalaran na mas masahol pa sa kamatayan. Kaya ano ang mangyayari kapag nalaman niyang hindi lang siya kapareha ng isang lycan kundi ang lycan na iyon ay ang pinakatanyag at pinakamalupit sa lahat?
Sundan si Dylan sa kanyang mabatong paglalakbay, nilalabanan ang buhay, pag-ibig, at pagkawala.
Isang bagong pag-ikot sa karaniwang kwento ng lobo. Sana'y magustuhan ninyo ito.
Babala, may mga sensitibong nilalaman.
Mga eksena ng matinding pang-aabuso.
Mga eksena ng pananakit sa sarili.
Mga eksena ng panggagahasa.
Mga eksena ng tahasang sekswal na kalikasan.
MAGBASA SA IYONG SARILING PELIGRO.
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izabella W
Chapter 1
Dylan POV.
CRACK!
"Aray!" Isang maliit na sigaw ng sakit ang lumabas sa bibig ko habang tumakbo ako sa harap ng kapatid ko, sakto para tanggapin ang hampas na orihinal na nakalaan para sa kanya.
"Ang batang iyon, basta na lang binalewala ang alpha ng inyong distrito, tumabi ka." Isa sa mga mandirigma ng pack ang may hawak ng mahabang makapal na latigo habang tinitingnan ako at pagkatapos ay tumingin sa likod niya upang tingnan ang kapatid ko.
"Anim na taon pa lang siya. Hindi niya sinasadya..." Naputol ang sinasabi ko ng isa pang malakas na hampas at isang matinding kirot ang tumama sa pisngi ko. Ang kamay ko'y umakyat sa mukha ko, habang iniinspeksyon ko ang sugat, tiningnan ko ang mga daliri na bahagyang dumampi sa ngayon ay kumikirot kong pisngi at napansin kong may linya ng dugo na nakabalot sa kanila. Dumudugo ang mukha ko.
"Gusto mo bang gawing pampublikong parusa ito? Masisiguro ko sa'yo na hindi ito magtatapos ng maayos para sa'yo kung hindi ka aalis, tao." Ayokong makatanggap ng isa pang parusa, natanggap ko na ang huli ko halos dalawang buwan na ang nakalipas, at inabot ako ng ilang linggo para gumaling, ang likod ko ay may mga peklat na habambuhay.
"Wala siyang intensyong magpakita ng kawalang-galang, naglalaro lang siya, pakiusap. Bata pa siya, bababa ka ba talaga sa ganitong..." Isa pang hampas ang narinig habang ang latigo niya ay bumagsak sa braso ko. Napapikit ako bago bumukas ang mga mata ko nang makita kong tumama ang kamao ng lycan sa panga ko.
Napasuray ako pabalik, dumura ng dugo mula sa bibig ko habang yumuko ako bilang pagsuko, simpleng para iligtas ang buhay ng kapatid ko. Naramdaman ko ang mga kamay ng maliit kong kapatid na nakakapit sa ilalim ng damit ko, takot ang makikita sa kanyang mga mata.
"Sa patyo!" Biglang tumingala ang ulo ko habang lumaki ang mga mata ko.
"Umuwi ka at ikandado ang mga pinto! Manatili ka kay mama!" Bulong ko bago ko naramdaman ang pares ng mga kamay sa bawat braso ko habang bigla akong hinila ng dalawang lobo. Bahagya akong lumingon, upang makita ang tumatakbong anyo ng kapatid ko patungo sa aming bahay sa distrito ng mga tao, isang ngiti ang sumilay sa aking mukha dahil alam kong ligtas ang kapatid ko, kaagad pagkatapos ay natakot ako habang ako'y pilit na hinila. Maraming tao ang nagsimulang tumingin sa akin habang ako'y hinila papunta sa entablado sa patyo, ang mga pulso ko ay itinali sa isang poste at isang balat na strap ang inilagay sa bibig ko para kagatin.
Laging pinipilit ang mga tao na lumabas ng kanilang mga bahay para manood ng pampublikong pagpaparusa, sa aming pagkadismaya. Kahit hindi ikaw ang tinatamaan, halos kasing hirap pa rin itong panoorin.
Nang sa tingin ng mga lycan ay sapat na ang kanilang manonood, lumaki ang mga kuko ng aking tagaparusa, at pinunit ang aking damit, ipinapakita ang aking likod na puno ng peklat sa karamihan. Isang balat na strap ang inilagay sa bibig ko para kagatin at narinig ko ang ilang mga hingal mula sa ilang mga tao na nakilala ako, habang ang unang hampas ay tumama.
Pagkatapos ng ikadalawampung hampas, nanginginig ako nang walang kontrol, halos hindi ko na matiis ang sakit sa likod ko, at alam ko kahit hindi ko tinitingnan na umaagos ang dugo mula sa bawat hiwa. 15 ang karaniwang bilang ng hampas para sa mga parusa kaya hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit mas marami ang natatanggap ko.
Pagkatapos ng ikadalawamput-siyam na hampas, bumagsak ako sa mga braso ko. Ako'y pagod, nasasaktan, at pisikal na nauubos. Nakatanggap ako ng doble ng karaniwang bilang ng parusa, at hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit. Ang huling hampas ay narinig sa hangin at isang malakas na ungol ang lumabas sa bibig ko habang bumagsak ang balat na strap na kinakagat ko sa sahig.
Binitiwan ang aking mga kamay at bumagsak agad ang aking katawan sa lupa, bahagyang tumulo ang dugo sa maliit na entablado na naka-set up.
Isang bagay na dapat kong ipaliwanag, walang pakialam ang mga lobo sa kahubaran. Madalas silang gumagala nang walang suot na damit. Kapag sila'y nagbabago ng anyo, napupunit ang kanilang mga damit at nagiging lobo sila, may balahibo, buntot, lahat ng parte. Natural na kapag bumalik sila sa anyong tao, wala na silang suot na damit. Kaya't ang pagkakaroon ko ng hubad na katawan ay naging normal na sa mga araw na ito.
Nakahiga ako sa entablado, hingal na pilit tinatakpan ang aking hubad na harapan nang maramdaman ko ang isang paa na bumaon sa aking abusadong likod.
"Ito ang nangyayari kapag nakakalimutan mo ang iyong lugar, ang mga lobo ay ginawa upang maging mas mataas na uri, at dapat mo kaming igalang sa lahat ng oras. NAUUNAWAAN MO BA!" Narinig ang ilang bulong ng pagsang-ayon bago hinablot ang aking buhok at itinapon ako mula sa entablado. Nasugat ang aking mga hubad na braso sa sahig at dumaloy ang dugo mula sa sugat.
Walang gumalaw upang tumulong hanggang sa lahat ng mga lobo ay bumaba sa entablado, sa takot na sila ang susunod. Naramdaman ko ang isang mainit na balabal na inilagay sa aking duguang likod at tinulungan akong tumayo ng dalawang lalaki.
"DYLAN!?" Ang pagod kong ulo ay tumingin sa aking matalik na kaibigan, si Nick Kiwal. "Ano ang ginawa mo?" Patuloy akong inaalalayan ng dalawang lalaking tumulong sa akin habang kinakausap ko siya.
"Freddie." Mahina kong bulong, masyado na akong pagod para magsalita, lalo na para sa iba pa. Tumingin lang siya sa akin at tumango.
Ngayon na tapos na ang lahat ng iyon, hayaan niyo akong ipakilala ang aking sarili, ako si Dylan Riley at ako'y 17 taong gulang. Ang aking buhok ay madilim na brunette na halos itim na ang kulay at ang aking mga mata ay simpleng kayumanggi. Ang aking taas ay humigit-kumulang 5'6 at ako ay isang estudyante sa mataas na paaralan. Ang aking nakababatang kapatid na lalaki, si Freddie, ay 6 na taong gulang at madalas ko siyang nahahanap sa problema, kaya kailangan kong tulungan siya.
Pinatay ng kanilang uri ang aking ama, halos 5 taon na ang nakalipas noong sila ay nagtagumpay na sakupin kami. Nang makapasok ang mga lycan sa aming bayan, tumindig ang aking ama kasama ng ilang tao mula sa aming lugar upang ipagtanggol ang aming kabuhayan, ngunit wala rin itong saysay. Maraming tao ang namatay at nakita ko kung paano pinunit ng dalawang ganap na nagbagong lobo ang aking ama, kinailangan ko siyang barilin upang tapusin ang kanyang paghihirap bago nila ako kinaladkad sa patyo, ako ang unang tao na nakatanggap ng latigo sa bayan noong ako'y 12 taong gulang pa lamang! Mula noon, naging mahigpit ang mga lobo sa akin.
Balik tayo sa aking kwento.
"Ok lang ba si Freddie?" Mahina kong tinanguan si Nick bago halos bumagsak. Agad akong dinala ng mga lalaking nag-aalalay sa akin sa human nurse ng bayan, si Sheila, na mabilis na nilinis ang kanyang mesa habang ako'y inilagay nang nakadapa dito ng dalawang lalaki.
Dahan-dahan niyang inalis ang balabal mula sa akin bago siya napasinghap at nagmamadaling kumuha ng mga gamit. Ilang mapait na ungol ang lumabas sa aking bibig habang biglang nawala ang pamamanhid ng sakit, nanginginig ako sa pagkabigla nang bumalik si Julia.
"Magbibigay ako ng anesthetic." Naramdaman ko ang matalim na sakit sa aking balikat bago tuluyang namanhid ang aking likod at nagdilim ang mundo.
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