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Blood. Gunshots. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. We were trapped, caught like cattle in a pen, everywhere I looked the walls were splattered with blood, not all from my family. No, some of it was human. As I ran for the door I could see the lifeless form of Darren, my one and only human friend who knew what I was. In that instant I saw red. I didn't care if I died anymore, nothing else mattered, only the knowledge that I was going to rip apart all of those men.
As I threw open the door that led outside, I felt the change. Wolf fur assuming what was once human skin, my teeth elongate and crowd, forcing my jaws apart, claws penetrate my fingers, my form grew till I stood towering above them all. I could sense their fear, felt it through every nerve, and I fed on it. I knew all I had to do was let go, use my power, and I'd be able to shred their tiny bodies. As I gave myself over to the beast, my instinct took over and I flung myself into the mob of people, a gunshot sounded but I didn't register the pain, all I could feel was my own bloodlust.
Upon regaining my senses all I could see was the bloody massacre that I had created. I look back on that moment and can only imagine what those men must have felt at the sight of me, in the full rage of my Gauru form. I ran, I just ran into the forest, to get away from it all. I barely even realized when I stopped running on my two, weak human legs and began loping on my four strong wolf legs. All I wanted was to live peacefully but, even here, I was not safe. I ran up a cliff at the edge of the forest and cried a long, mournful howl, not caring if anybody heard....
 rubywerewolf · Mon Mar 05, 2007 @ 04:13pm · 6 Comments |
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