What Christine and Marcia suspect is true shape shifters do run in the family line, most of them are werewolves, but some times, other forms appear. Marcia watches the boys head for the park, most of the boys have their sweaters off and are taking off their shirts. They are all topless by the time they reach the park, They drop their shirts in to duffel bags. This is a fancy park with sport changing rooms. The shirtless boys head to the locker rooms. What is going on, Marcia thinks. The crescent moon made no sense for werewolves. Soon the six boys had steeped out of the locker room, they were wearing robes of some kind with hands and feet that look like paws. They start chanting but it sounds off. Than first one boy, than an other, third Tommy, than a fourth boy, a fifth, than the last boy changes into giant bats. It takes all of Marcia`s will power not to yell out. The bat forms are shorter than the boys, about five feet tall, than they spread their wings (ten feet wing spans). Good thing I am on my electric bike, Marcia thinks. "Marcia, what is happening out their?" Rusty asks. "Bats, not wolves, they change into Bats" Marcia says. "Vampires or Dampers?" Rusty says. They have faced Vampires before. "They go out in the sun, so Dampers at least, but I still think their werebats, not undead, but stranger things than having a Vampire in the family tree have happened" Marcia says. The flock of werebats were not flying fast, like they had all night to do what they wished, so Marcia could keep up with them. It seamed odd to Marcia, but maybe they still think like humans in bat form.
An other group of six bats join them, the six other bats have bright ribbons wrapped around their bodies, Their hips were wider and their asses were a bit plumper, female-werebats?
Marcia ounce fought a sourcer ancestor of hers and a angry ghost of Rusty`s grate-grate-grandmother. It seems every family has a supernatural in the closet.