Do Not Read This.

Interrogation.

"No." I whisper. I watch him warily, trying to figure out what he shocked me with. With huge disappointment, I realize he is a Tenzo. He can give off short bursts of electricity.
''You are at my mercy. You shall answer anything I ask." I realized that he was only a year or two older than myself. Looks like he is 16 years old. Maybe.
"Fine." I whisper. He looks surprised at my compliance. "Well? Are you going to ask something?" I snap softly.
"Don't get sharp with me!" He suddenly yells but I do not flinch. I am used to yelling. He sounds... nervous.
"I wasn't." My voice is a harsh whisper. A small surge of electricity flows through my body and I stifle a scream. The boy's face is tensed up, and then he looks surprised and the shock is quickly cut off. "I wasn't!" I yell, I am trembling in my seat, my bony hands have the edges of the chair in a death grip.
I shake more quickly, against my will. 'Calm down.' A familiar warning voice says in my head, my father's voice.
The boy looks at me suspiciously and he paces back and forth in front of me, his eyes keep trained on my own. I glare back arrogantly. "You said you wanted to speak with me." I say and I vaguely wonder where my book bag is.
"Yes. Now," he glares at me cynically. "are you, or are you not, a werewolf?" A low growl escapes my throat and I clutch at the chair even harder, trying to pull myself together.
"No." My voice is calm and has a tone of finality in it, contrary to my utter terror on the inside.. An electric shock angrily surges through my being again, but worse than ever. I scream a shrill tone, the note echos in the warehouse-like building. "No!" I plea. The boy has a look of tire, his face showing signs of fatigue.
"I told you. You can't lie to me."
"Ah- But I can." I recklessly state.
"Unsuccessfully." I frown at this, and I wonder how he can tell? Surely he isn't a Hybrid...