Jeremy looked at Mike and just smiled, trying not to expose the sharpened teeth he
could feel in his mouth. Looking at Mike, Jeremy knew that there was a deep wanting
within him to be like Jeremy was now. Jeremy
knew that look too, since they had been good friends for as long as either of them could
remember, so Jeremy began getting ideas. At first, the ideas were innocent, but then they
became dark and even sexual.
"Hey Mike, what time is it right now?"
"Now? It is six-thirty at night... why?"
"Oh no reason..." Jeremy said trailing off while getting up to look out of the nearby
window. Jeremy looked up into the sky, staring at the thinning clouds illuminated by a
brilliant and decadent light. "Isn't the moon
beautiful? Isn't it wonderfully vibrant... a beacon within the vast darkness?"
"Um... yeah dude, but what is up with you and the affinity for the moon all of a
sudden?"
"Oh... I don't know. Why don't you come and look at it with me, side by side,
embracing as the good friends that we are."
As Mike walked over to Jeremy, ending by standing right next to him in the fullness
of the moon light, Mike kept a mindful eye on him.
"Alright dude, I am next to you now... so can you quit acting so weird?"
"Oh Mike... I am not acting weird, more... I am acting truthfully to myself. Did you
know that tonight is the actual night of the full moon?"
"What are you talking about? The moon has three days that it is full, not just one
actual one."
"Actually, there is a waxing full moon, where it is not really full while it appears to be
so. Then there is the actual full moon, the night where the pulls of the moon are the
strongest. Then the waning full moon which is
the same as the waxing, but just ending. Tonight, the moon is the strongest and it is when
we feel it the most."
"Um... ok?"
"Can't you feel it Mike? Can you feel the power of the moon?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Wouldn't you like to feel it, its power like I do?"
At that moment, Jeremy lunged forward, sinking his new fangs deep into Mike's
flesh, smiling while he did so. Mike jumped as he felt the piercing of his flesh, wanting to
run away and leave Jeremy to his weirdness. As
Jeremy let go, he smiled showing off his fangs dripping with the fresh blood of his
friend.
"There, now you will feel as I do. You are now not only my good friend, but you are
my brother. Let us howl together brother and enjoy what the moon has for us. Jeremy
threw his head back and started screaming at
the top of his lung, which quickly turned into a wolf's howl. Shocked and stunned by this,
Mike had suddenly got the irresistible urge to do it as well. Mike threw his head back,
screaming... then it too formed a howl and
they howled together a second time. This time, they were not just friends, they were truly
brothers... brothers of a pack.