Jax Donovan
July 30, 2015 5:19 PM
I came for my scheduled appointment. by Jax Donovan
As was his routine during the nights of the full moon, Jax packed a small bag and made his way down to the Hospital Wing where he was made to take his Wolfsbane Potion and be locked in to the isolation room to await his fate. For a while, Jax had thought that this room had been specifically created for him in order to prevent him from being able to harm others in the building, but after some research into the school, he found that it was customary to have this room in hospitals or medical centers so as to keep contagious people away from those who were not infected. Jax was, in a way, contagious in so far as if he scratched or bit someone, they would then be subjected to a life of fear and loathing of the human race.He doubted his disease was what the architects were really thinking about when they built this school.
Jax made it to the Hospital Wing with some time to spare and went into the room. He didn't have much of a relationship with Medic Eir, which was probably for the best. Her distance, he felt, was just an indication of how everyone who knew what he was did. They kept a distance from him. As though, when he wasn't a wolf, he would still bite them and then contaminant them. At least no one had run him out just yet. Still though, sooner or later, someone in the school was going to become suspicious and start to put the pieces together and when that time came, the big bad wolf was out of the bag.
The worst part of it was the transformation. It was incredibly painful and there was nothing to help keep the pain at bay or, at least, muffle it. He had to suffer through. It was no surprise to him that he heard those bitten young might not survive the change. Whether that was true or not, he wasn't sure, but it definitely was not anything he would have questioned. Jax survived it, but thought it was only by sheer luck and he had always wished that he hadn't. His mother and sister would tell him that it was only one night of a month that he had to go through this ordeal, but that was twenty-four changes a year that he had to ‘deal' with. Twenty-four times where he had to endure his bones twisting, cracking and breaking, his body lengthening and changing, his hair becoming fur, and even his senses changing from a mere human's ability to that of an animal. The only thing he could do through the entire process was to scream in agony. The Wolfsbane only set to remind him of his despair as he kept his wits about him, but he wished that it would just whisk him off to some other world until the next morning.
By the time the second change occurred, when he was returning to that of a human again, he was so exhausted and his body couldn't bear to move anymore that he often passed out in one of the hospital beds for nearly an entire day following the full moon. The Professors were aware of (or should have been) how physically demanding the change was on him and that he was expected to miss that day of classes if the full moon happened to fall on a school night, but Jax was the sort of student to always ask for that day's work assignments the day before so that it would be completed on time.
Jax sat on the bed in the small room, having just taken the disgusting potion, and now simply waited for the sky to darken completely and for the moon to come out and play. Sometimes, during these nights, Jax wondered how the medic faired. Did she hear his screams? Did she hope for a solution for him? Or, like everyone else, did she not even care?
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