“I have forgotten what being outside is like. The last thing I ever saw was the mountains covered in ice and the howls of pain from all the dogs. Some all dog, some part machine, others all machine. They named me Scar because I was covered in scars from previous battles. I showed them to never mess with the heart of a wolf. My name is Scar and I am a rouge. This is my story.”

Chapter 1: Freedom

“I have forgotten what being outside is like. The last thing I ever saw was the mountains covered in ice and the howls of pain from all the dogs. Some all dog, some part machine, others all machine. They named me Scar because I was covered in scars from previous battles. I showed them to never mess with the heart of a wolf. My name is Scar and I am a rouge. This is my story.”
Free, finally free. I was so caught up in my thoughts I didn’t notice the hunter in front of me. When I went to turn the other way many werewolves came out of the bushes and started to circle me. I watched everything around me until I saw the hunter’s hand twitch. When I lunged I was knocked to the floor with a brown and white wolf on top of me. I looked around for a way to escape when I noticed the wolf left its belly unprotected. I put my back paws under him and flipped him off. When I got up the hunter threw a knife into my leg. When the knife hit my leg all the wolves started to attack. They finally backed off when I couldn’t move. The hunters that I didn’t notice until now took that advantage and decided to put a muzzle over my jaws. They started tying me up with silver chains and dragged me to what I assumed was their base. The hunters left me tied to the floor for about five minutes when another hunter came in with a collar with spikes, scissors, and a whip. I started to growl at him when he yelled out submit over and over again and each time he would hit me with whip. I finally couldn’t handle the pain and laid down. The hunter came over to me and cut the fur around my neck and stabbed the collar into my neck.
For the next month I went through the worst training of my life from the lead hunter who I learned was named John. It was the worse training one could go through. They would make me run over twenty miles with no stopping and if I did I would be whipped until I couldn’t move anymore. They would make me kill innocent people and pups. They would only feed me the meat off the bones of wolves that I killed and that was only once every two weeks. They would beat me every day and night then make me fight the next day. I would try and try again but I would never be able to see the outside world again or so I thought.

Chapter 2: Fight For Survival

Scar’s POV
“Cheering that is what I hear. Blood is my food. Bones my toy. Fighting my life.”
I was pacing my cage next to the arena because I felt like something was going to happen. The trap door opened and the sweetest smell entered my nose. I tried to run into the arena but the collar around my neck snagged the chain attached around the cage stopped me from going any further. Blood started to leak from under my collar and formed a small puddle around my paws when the chain was finally unhooked. The crowd started cheering because the hunters had cut around the collar again so it would show. I looked across the arena and gazed at my opponent. He was an old friend of mine who had always asked me to kill him so he wouldn’t have to fight anymore. He looked into my eyes and pleaded for me to end his misery. I could feel a heated gaze on my noticeable ribs but the only thing I did was end my friend’s misery. I looked at my master for permission and when I saw him nod I dug into my friend.

Carter’s POV
We finally have a plan to get rid of that damn wolf arena and with me being next in line for Alpha it is my job to lead the attack. The plan is myself and five warriors will go inside while my father and the rest are waiting outside. I mind-linked the warriors to get to the fight cage. When I got to the cage there was a black wolf that looked starved. She quickly snapped the other wolf’s neck and looked to something behind me with a certain look like it was asking permission. I looked behind me and saw a man nod and when I looked back at the wolf it was eating the dead wolf. My warriors looked at me and I nodded they knew to leave the leader to me and since I had a pretty good idea who I turned and shifted. The man from before smirked and got what looked like a whistle and blew into it. It didn’t affect me so I got ready to lunge. When I was about to jump the black wolf from before stood in front of him. This caused his smirk to widen. He hooked something to its collar while whispering in its ear. He stood up and threw the whistle at my feet before running into the crowd. I knew we wouldn’t get past the black wolf so I had my five warriors shift along with myself. I picked the whistle up and blew into it. I noticed the wolf’s head jerk and I look at the warriors thinking the same thing “HUNTERS PET!” When I look closer I notice that it is a she wolf and apparently I said that in the public mind-link causing me to have yells of protest all through my mind.

Chapter 3: Free Once Again

Scar’s POV
I just finished when I heard the whistle. When I get to my master I see a white wolf about to attack so I jumped in front of him. My master leans down and says “Block his path,” before he hooks my chain around my collar while throwing my whistle to the white wolf’s paws and running off. The white wolf shifts into a teen with five others behind him. He picks up the whistle and blows into it causing my ears to perk at the sound and for me to jump at the sound. The teen sees this and blows again causing me to jump forward and the spikes to dig into my neck making me collapse. They all start running to me but slow down when I growl. The teen gets to me first and looks closely at my collar and my chain. He quickly takes his shirt of and presses it against the wound and I can faintly hear him saying “S***, we need to get her out of here now or she is going to die!” I can feel myself being picked up and then being set down on a hard surface. I don’t know how I am where I am now but I do know that I am freaking out. I feel something in my forearm and I rip it out as I stand to my feet the room is slowly swaying and I fall off of the object I was laying on. I start to sniff around until I can smell the fresh air and I bolt.