Hearts On Fire

In a cell

In Amaya’s head: It's cold. I couldn't stop my body from shaking. All I had was this old torn shirt, stained by my own blood so many times and dirty stained jeans. I just wanted to get out of here but as crazy as it may look to you, I’d prefer staying locked down here than being around them. This is how they were punishing me for anything wrong I’d do. As awful as it looks, at least they don't beat me often. The only problem is food. They’d leave me for five days without food and my body is weak and tired. How am I not dead? I hear footsteps. It's him. He'll beat me again. (Amaya wakes up screaming in her room)

Miranda: “You're having a nightmare. It's a nightmare, bub. Take deep breaths. Easy, there.”

Amaya: “Get off of me.”

Miranda: “Hey, it's me, it's just me. Your Mir.”

Amaya: “Mir?”

Miranda: “Shh…everything’s okay. They can't hurt you anymore. Calm down. We're far away from them. We escaped, remember? Better?”

Amaya: “I guess.”

Miranda: “We can skip training today if you're not okay.”

Amaya: “I'm not skipping training today. I’ll never again allow myself to be that weak.”

Miranda: “That's the spirit. You're making amazing progress, bub.”

Amaya: “But I'm far from good. I'm still nothing compared to them.”

Miranda: “You know that’s normal.”

Amaya: “I'm sorry I pushed and yelled at you…again.”

Miranda: “Never apologize to me. You know I always saw you as my sister.”

Amaya: “You're my sister. We might not share blood but it's the least important.”

Miranda: “Does that mean you're cooking for us today?”

Amaya: “Hell no.”

Miranda: “I hate you.”

Amaya: “I love you too.”

In Amaya’s head: The physical scars they left me are nothing compared to these. I often wonder if I’ll be able to heal. It's been four months since I escaped. I don't know how I managed to escape. I spent my whole life living a nightmare. Hate, torture, beatings. They used me like a slave. Why? ‘Cause I was born different. An abomination. A freak. My own family gave me nothing but pain and suffering. Everybody else used me as a punching bag without remorse. I tried fighting them but that would provoke them even more and my punishments would only become worse. More beatings, no food or water for days. I endured it all and it looks like it enraged them more. How is it possible that they weren't able to break my spirit? After years I just stopped fighting. I accepted it to be my life until the day I die and I wished for that day to come but it never did. Miranda was the only person who was nice to me and for that, she’s on their list too and I hated myself for it but we escaped and all that matters is that we're free. I don't know how long our freedom will last. I'm sure they're searching for us and I wanna be ready for the day they find us. I don't stand a chance against them but I'm not going down without a fight. Miranda is trying to train me everyday and it's true that I'm making progress but it's still not enough. My body is too weak. Not only that, I'm a poor pathetic human but years of torture since I was born took their toll. That's right. I’m human. Even though my parents and brother are wolves, that's the reason everyone resented me since today I was born. Let me tell you, I hate them more. The hatred I have for their kind is the only fuel that keeps me going. The only wolf that’s acceptable to be around me is Miranda and her wolf Faye. Everyone else is a no no. I can't believe I spent years of my life crying and wishing I was like them. Thank God I’m not. Truth be told, I never met any other wolves outside my pack, neither did Mir. But in my pack, they’re all bloodthirsty monsters. I don't know why I was born like this but screw that. I hate wolves.

Amaya: “So ordering pizza is your idea of cooking?”

Miranda: “Shut up. I didn't wanna burn the kitchen down again. Like you're any better.”

Amaya: “I'm not saying that I am.”

Miranda: “Now move, we have training to do.”

Amaya: “I get to punch a wolf again.”

Miranda: “We’ll see about that.”

Amaya: “Come on babe I managed to punch you good yesterday.”

Miranda: “But I still won.”

Amaya: “We’ll see about that today.”

Miranda: “Game on. Attack.”

Amaya: “No, you attack first.”

Miranda: “Human or wolf strength?”

Amaya: “Full wolf Strength. Let Faye out to play.”

Miranda: “Are you sure? I can really hurt you.”

Amaya: “They beat me my whole life, Mir. He never showed any mercy while punching me. I can endure the pain. I don't care about the pain, we're doing this for me. I need to be stronger. I need to be able to fight. (an hour later)”

Miranda: “You did really good. Since when do you have so much energy?”

Amaya: “I don't know.”

Miranda: “Do you know what I noticed? You're different since…”

Amaya: “Since we came here?”

Miranda: “Exactly. Great mind…”

Amaya: “Think alike. Maybe it has something to do with this town.”

Miranda: “But how and why?”

Amaya: “I don't know but I feel strange lately.”

Miranda: “How?”

Amaya: “I don't know. I have this gut feeling that something’s gonna happen.”

Miranda: “Good or bad?”

Amaya: “I don't know.”

Miranda: “We must always listen to our gut feeling.”

Amaya: “I know.”

Miranda: “To be honest, I feel odd as well.”

Amaya: “How?”

Miranda: “I don't know either.”

Amaya: “What if you're gonna finally meet your mate?”

Miranda: “Yes please. I can only dream of it. I probably don't even have one. I was supposed to meet him three years ago.”

Amaya: “We know for sure I don't have one.”

Miranda: “Well, you're human. Humans don't have mates but that doesn't mean you're not gonna fall in love with someone one day.”

Amaya: “No love. But maybe it's time for me to have some fun.”

Miranda: “You do that. I'm just gonna wait for my mate.”

Amaya: “You just said you don't think that you have one.”

Miranda: “Forget about that. I have one and I’ll find him.”

Amaya: “Now you're really acting strange. You were never a romantic person.”

Miranda: “Who talks about romance? I was talking about the mating part.”

Amaya: “You know you can do that with any male.”

Miranda: “Oh no. Wolves have mates for a reason. We're made for each other. That means only him can make me feel the way I want.”

Amaya: “Rub it in my face that I'm a pathetic human.”

Miranda: “Stop saying that as a bad thing. You don't have to wait at all. You can go around and experiment, you know.”

Amaya: “True, we can start on that tonight.”

Miranda: “I heard about one bar. We can go there when we get ready.”

Amaya: “Of course.”