Unexpectedly the Beginning

Thomas

I stand there looking into the dark abyss on the other side of the door before I take a step in. Immediately, the darkness is replaced by a dim light from the single barred window on the far side of the wall. I am standing in Emily's studio apartment. To the left of the door is a kitchenette with a microwave, a double burner stove on the counter next to a small sink. A small island with a stool on one side completed the kitchen area. Next to the kitchenette is a door that I assume leads to the bathroom. To the right of the main door, against one wall, is a long gaming desk with a mouse pad covering the top and several monitors anchored to the back of the desk. A massive computer tower takes up a large space between the desk and storage. Three laptops are stacked on top of the tower, along with an empty cup of ramen. To the side of that along the wall are several bins containing computer parts. Across from her work are against the wall is a ratty looking futon. The walls are all bare and missing paint. If I lay down and stretch out my body would reach both walls. It is a small space.

My eyes finally land on Emily, standing a few feet from me. Her eyes are wide in shock. She is wearing a faded black V-neck t-shirt that sits low on her chest and black skinny jeans that have holes in them. A simple leather necklace with beads and multiple leather bracelets completes her look. I am hoping she does not panic; I know it must be weird for some random man to show up in your safe place. I open my mouth to speak, but she beats me to it.

"Holy frankin fuck, you are hot!" she yells out and takes a step closer to me. Her hands are out in front of her like she is about to squeeze, but it fails to connect in her head.

Okay, not what I was expecting...

"Damn, your tits are huge." She said as she stepped into my space and gives my chest a squeeze. I am stunned. Really, what the hell?? I smack her hands off me and cover my chest with my hands, trying to protect my nipples from future assault. I can feel my face heating in a hard blush. I am fucking blushing!

"Wha-I... MEN DO NOT HAVE TITS! We have pectorals, pecs, not tits!" I semi yell and huff out. The nerve if this...how dare she, tits. she said! Emily stood there just looking at me until a small, seductive smile spread across her face and her eyes narrowed. I was instantly both turned on and scared. It was a weird combo, even for me.

"I am going to Billy goat that beard," she said under her breath as she stepped further into me and stretched her body upwards towards my face. I could feel her small chest press against my arms, arms that are trying to protect my innocence. My arm shots out from between us as I instinctively palm her face with my hand and push her away at arm's length, I knew from that distance her short arms could not reach any other part of my body, at least I hoped she couldn't. If I had to continue feeling those small tits, I might end up bending her over. I couldn't her muffled reply with my hand on her mouth, but she stopped squirming and then I felt her tongue come out and give my palm a long lick. Ugh, I quickly release her head and wipe my hand down my pants.

"What the hell? This is my damn dream, and I can't even score in here," she muttered out, full of irritation and frustration. She gives me a disgruntled look and folded her arms across her chest. She was cute, even irritated. I shook off the small smile that was about to cross my face. I need to focus. I am not sure how I lost control, and fast.

"Look, this is not a dream I need you to listen..." I start off saying but she interrupts me before I can finish my sentence.

"WAIT, I am not dreaming! Then... wait. Am I dead? Did the Moon Goddess send you? Are you here to escort me to the other side? Did I just grope a reaper? Mind you a hot reaper." She was shooting off questions and I could tell she was about to go into full panic mode. " NO, NOOOO, noooo, no.... I can't die yet. I am still a virgin! I have never seen a penis, or another person's vajayjay outside of porn. Send me back, you fucking giant!"

I am losing control of the situation again. She was funny, really, but I need to rein her in. I shoot my hand out to put a stop to her panic induced tirade and put a finger up. " If you could just... just shut up for a minute." I take a deep calming breath and continue. You are not dead. I am real and I need you to wake up now."

She looks at me in disbelief and asks, "How did you get in here if you are real?"

"Lycan," I say while pointing to myself.

She nods her head in understanding. "Ooh, that makes sense," she says.

"Again, I need you to wake up, now. We have a lot to do." I give her an impatient sigh and tap my wrist like I am some fucking white rabbit. I hope she just follows me out the door, but no such luck.

She scoffs as she walks away from me and plops down on her futon; she folds her legs under her and looks back up at me. " You do not think I have tried? I cannot reach Gabby, my wolf, and I am not leaving this place without her. She is all I have."

I stare at her for a moment, processing everything that just happened in the las few minutes. She does not seem like someone that just went through a life-changing event. "Do you remember what happened to you? I am only asking because you seem calm and a little...?" She looked up at me surprised.

"How do you know what happened to me?" she asks me, suspicious.

I put my hands up. " I got you out of there and it is a really long story that we will get to as soon as I ger you to wake up," I promise. "Just think of me as you guardian."

She nods her head in understanding. " Yeah, I remember everything. I am not sure how long I have been in here, but I have had a lot of time to think about it all." She sighs and rubs her hands up and down her legs. " What happened was not my fault. I did nothing wrong. It happened to me, but it is still up to me to decide how I want to go forward. I can say I am a victim; I can say I am a survivor; I can say I am a warrior and none of those titles would be wrong., but I will not let some douche bags decide who and what I am. No one is going to put a title on me I do not want." She stood up and walks towards me while talking. "If I let what happened consume me, then I would be the only one hurting. Are they hurting? No, they do not care, they are moving on with their lives, no one is going to turn back the clock and fix this shit, it happened, I can't change that, but I can move on, I can get revenge, I can fight back, I can succeed in life." She sighs. " I have dreams and hopes. I have things I want, and I will not hit pause in my life."

I am stunned. Who is this girl? She is amazing and nothing like I thought she would be. She is far stronger than most warriors I have known. She is badass and I am impressed. Just before I can tell her any of that, I hear a screech that has us both jumping. Before I can turn around, Sam crashes through her door, turns around and slams it shut. He walks forward twitching and agitated. He keeps looking over his shoulder like he is waiting for whatever is chasing him to catch him. Something visibly shook him up, and I instantly go into a fighting stance, thinking we are under attack.

"Th, Th... we have to leave before she gets here," Sam pants out. I can hear the desperation in his voice. " We got to run, man. We got to get out of here." He is pulling at the fur on his head. He cannot even look at me. I still do not understand, and Emily looks startled but more curious than frightened.

My Lycan was hunched over in the small space. He takes up most of the area. His jet-black coat is all puffed out and the fur on his back is standing on end. He is in survival mode. His golden eyes are glazed over in fear, and he us breathing heavy. He is clutching his chest like he is trying to catch his breath.

"Her wolf, man... her wolf. You told me this was going to be easy, just a walk in the fucken woods, easy peasy and then butterbeer." He runs his claws through the fur on his head. He is clearly agitated " She is crazy, Tom, a total perv. Sam scoots closer to me. I snap my head up and look at Emily. She has her hands firmly covering her face with her eyes peeking out between her fingers. Her shoulders are shaking. She removes her hand, and I can see the smile she was desperately trying to suppress. Apparently, the wolf and the human are alike.

Sam walks up to me and yanks his tail forward into my face " Look what she did to my tail, LOOK AT IT!" He had a death grip on his tail, but you could clearly see the saliva trail along the end of his now ruffled tail " She bit my damn tail, my beautiful fucking tail. I am Lycan, of the goddesses' first children, we are her chosen ones and that wolf..." He pointed dramatically at the door with a growl "She just, just..." Sam was opening and closing his paws in an attempt to calm himself.

Emily took a deep breath while holding her chest to regain her composure. " You found my wolf? Sounds like she is okay. That bitch," Emily muttered.

"Yeah, she is coming, and we need to leave. Now, before she catches me again. She is fast... she has little legs, but she is so fast." Sam mumbles out and begins stomping to the door. "I'm out!!" He swings the door open, and it bounces against the wall before crashing shut again causing me to flinch.

He is really dramatic sometimes.

I look back at Emily. " When she gets here, I need you to wake up," I tell her. She nods her head in agreement and I open the door to follow Sam out. I close the door and look back at it, trying to memorize every detail since this was more than likely the last time, I will see it.

I walk back along the path I had taken to get here and begin counting. We all have our own ways to get in and out of the dream world, and this one is mine. By the time I got to ten, my eyes are opening, and I am back in the hospital room looking over at Emily. She is still sleeping, the monitors are still beeping in that even rhythm, letting me know nothing has changes yet.

She surprised me and I needed to get my feelings under control; I was definitely attracted to her. My whole body inside and out reacted to her, and that was not going to work out at all. Not only is she too damn young, but I highly doubt she would want anything to do with me in that capacity. Dreams were one thing and reality is another. I will have to keep my one-sided crush to myself.

I really need to have a talk with the guys that created the file on her. They were way off on a few things. Shy and reserved my ass, she was like a tiny demon....