Now when the Vampire Countess had botched up her spell casting she had created a sliver of a Portal to Hell itself
which the Hellspawn packrat had used to creawl into the St Chariots building.
Normally the supernatural nasty would have proceeded to leave St Chariots and torment either the Magical Realm or the non-Magical world.
However being a scent sensitive daemon with a sense of what the future was before the witches and mortals
did
the packrat knew two things
The mortals were destined to be introduced
to Magic,Love Potions and Curses not by humans but
by Non-Human Entities
also known as Hellspawn ,Monsters or Mythicals
who would burst forth from a Magical School of Educated Humans
a week from now
leaving the School a abandoned ruin
as the Monsters did their thing.
According to the gossip from other Hellspawn the Monsters
had once been human and there was some mystery about what had happened to the remaining humans at the School.
And St Chariots had the right scent for
being a breeding ground for Hellspawn.
So the Pack Rat had viewed Emily Smith not as Emily Smith not as
Emily Smith but as a Monster in the Making
or
as a Monster Maker.
So the Pack Rat had shifted itself into a piece of paper with a Dark Spell guaranteed to turn its victim
into a howling bloodthirsty werewolf.
Clearly Emily had failed the test as a Potential Monster Maker
so the Pack Rat decided that meant
Emily Smith was destined to become
a Monster/Mythical/Hellspawn herself.
So the Pack Rat fished out a Potion Bottle of Cursed Sea Salts
guaranteed to get
Emily her fangs,claws and appetite.
As per the rules the Cursed Potion Bottle
had some clear warning label on it
labelled
CIRCE POTION No. Nine
Having pushed the Potion where
Emily was sure to find it
the hissing maelovolent Pack Rat crawled back under Emilys bed and waited