CHAPTER 4: The Unfit One

LUNA

It was an exceptionally busy day today. I spent the most of my time dealing with the more difficult patients on the ward. It was not like I cared about it anymore; I was already accustomed to it. As I prepared to close for the day, I gave the cleaning equipment a final wipe down with the mop. My shift ended in the evening. I carried my bags and left with a somewhat worn-out appearance. Nothing like saying goodbye or having someone call my name to wish me a good night or whatnot. Or not!

"Hi, lovely girl”. The elderly cleaning woman called out, "Be careful on your way and come early next time."

"Vera, thanks."

"Not you, Anastasia”. She humped back, rolling her eyes at her, "I am talking to Luna."

I choked back a giggle. "Yes, Mrs. Vera. I am going to head out”.

As I turned to go, I could hear Anastasia whispering disparaging things about me, so I turned on my headphones to drown out her scream. Her face was flushed with rage, but before she could catch up with me, I was quickly walking away.

I returned home to get dressed while still feeling weak. Luigi called me to come to the training ground, and I had just barely settled into bed. His remarks from last night echoed in my ears, and no justification was acceptable. I was not going to let this opportunity slip by engaging in pointless contemplation. He was already getting ready for me, and I was headed over to meet him.

I encountered a small obstacle as I approached the gate. It went by the name, Finn. I was unable to identify him because I did not remember any insignificant individuals.

"Luna, what? What brings you here? You are purely human, from what I have heard, and this place belongs to werewolves. This place is not for your kind. So get out of here before I give the order for the others to make sure you turn into a rouge”.

I gave him a blank stare. For a first meeting, that was a lot. I was startled out of my reverie by his grunt.

“Did you miss my statement? If so, please allow me to continue as I would be happy to”.

“I am here for Luigi. He said to meet him here”.

"And I oversee the entire establishment. I told you to get out!"

"I will wait for him right here.I am not even positioned on your territory. This is not within the training grounds, but rather outside the gate”.

"My name is Finn, and I am the third commander of the Thorpe pack. You will follow my instructions or else, I will make sure you do not get a chance to leave before I give the order for you to depart”.

"You are Finn, I see. I will wait here for my brother, I swear. I am too far gone to go back”.

He said, "I see you have no respect for me," before carrying on with his self acclaimed speech.

I lost my mind and was not even paying attention to him. Sophia advised me to advocate for myself, and this seemed like a good place to start. Even though I was speaking softly, I was pleased that I had spoken up at all. Finn seemed to be getting agitated, which suggests that I have a knack for infuriating people. "Where had Luigi gone?" My thoughts were racing, "And why was he taking so damn long to come outside?" It appeared as though Finn would never shut up.

I instantly sensed him attempting to grab me, so I managed to escape his grasp. He became enraged and made another attempt to reach out to me. His hold was too tight, causing me to whimper in agony. With every sentence he made, the pain got worse, so I was unable to hear what he was saying. My eyes filled with tears, and I could not stop thinking bad things. Where was Luigi at the end of all of this? I got thrown out of the training ground by Finn with success. With tears streaming down my face, I fell on my buttocks.

I wondered why I was different. I would not be easily defeated if I had any strength at all. Finn, or whoever his name was, would not speak down to me or spit those disgusting words out. Why am I not able to be normal? And since I am weak, everyone is making fun of me.

"Whoa, look who is here! Luna? It is not appropriate for you to be called that. The training ground is only open to those who are well-defined, physically strong, and well-fit. Furthermore, you are not one of what I said. You're not even a wolf!”

I scrunched up in pain as they burst out laughing.

"I could even strangle you with a mere grip," the guy said, and he started to do just that.

Just fifteen years old, the speaker appeared to be the leader of the group. I felt as though I had inhaled a lot of dust as the other one mocked me and kicked the ground, causing dust to get into my mouth and cause me to gasp for air. Their leader smirked at me as they all stumbled away. With pain etched in my eyes and a reddened appearance, I looked up.

I walked home after a short while.

The place I feel safest. Walking, I sobbed uncontrollably. We cry occasionally, but not with our eyes. My heart was wretched, bleeding, and in turmoil. I was so close to crying uncontrollably. I tried picking up my pace, and as I did, my steps got heavier and more strenuous. Eventually, I broke into a run. Tears trickled slowly from my eyes as I could see my house, and rivers of tears spilt out of them as I saw my door. I collapsed onto my bed, sobbing uncontrollably.

Because I was incapable of being normal, even an Omega could talk down on me. Why was I unable to get accepted here? For many pups, I was their nightmare. As a precaution against being cursed by the moon goddess, the model parents advised their kids to refrain from acting inappropriately and to stay away from me. Even the so-called priest said that my parents' misfortune was me, and that I needed to be purified in order to rid myself of my filth. My family was not even making things better because I was subconsciously denigrated by every single one of their authority. I was sure to stand out thanks to my physical attributes. I had no friends, and the ones that I did have turned against me and told all kinds of lies about me. I was dubbed the unfit one, catastrophe, the bane of the Blaze, broken Luna, and a host of other absurd titles that all seemed to fit me just right. I wish I could be alone, far from this place and everything.

And I remained here. I was unable to count the rings on my phone when it rang. I was no longer concerned. I headed off to sleep because I needed to.