Kyle waited out in the hallway, afraid of Gabe and Jen, the werewolves he'd made. They were so powerful, so dangerous. It turned him on and it terrified him. He didn't know what he could do to stop them, and even if he became a werewolf himself, how could he hope to have more power?
The vent windows to the gym, high up above him, were open, and so he clearly heard Jen's cry of "Transform or Dare?"
"Transform" Kyle echoed automatically, wishing to be a werewolf, but one that was more powerful than Jen and Gabe combined, and one that couldn't be hunted, who'd laugh at silver bullets, finding them nothing more than beestings.
Kyle watched as the hair on his arms darkened and his fingers flexed into claws. His nose grew longer, forming a muzzle, and his feet ripped painfully through his shoes, elongating as his clothes began to shred. And still he grew, becoming larger and more powerful, until he found he was looking down at the doors of the gym, then down through the gym windows, and still he grew larger, hunching over as his head reached the twenty foot ceiling outside the gymnasium and he realized what he was becoming: Ralph, the 50-foot-tall King-Kong-sized werewolf from the old Rampage game they had at the arcade! Silver bullets would be beestings to him now, and there was no way Gabe or Jen could boss him around.
He reached fifty feet or over, then smashed his arm through the upper windows of the gym, grabbing Mr. White, the school principal, dragging him out through the window with his giant furry clawed paw and swallowing him all in one bite.