In memory to the King of Pop, Michael Joseph Jackson(August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009)
I went after Butch, before I went Gladdys said "Remember, Claire can take care of herself. Just teach them a
lesson that no one can crash a werewolf party."
"Don't worry," I said, "I know what to do."
It's nearly moonrise and I can feel the change about to begin as I caught up with Butch, he saw me and so does
Claire I noticed that she had yellow eyes already, and like last night, had trouble speaking streight, could
the beast taking control again or is this an act? Butch said "Rocko, Robert. Take care of him while I take her
to my car."
Rocko and Robert appoached me, waving their fist in a threatening manner "You must have some kind of deathwish
to come after us." Rocko said, "Let's rough him up Robert."
As they begin to apporach me, it's moonrise and the full moon is shining it's light over me, even though I'm
used to the transformation by now, it's time for my plan to come into motion. I started to grunt and wimper as
I double over with my face down.
Robert said "Come on, stop sniveling and take it like a man."
I look up at Robert with luminous yellow eyes and a fangs in my mouth "GET AWAY!" I said in an animalistic
voice.
Robert is startled at me "Oh shit."
I stood continuing my transformation, my ears became pointed, fur begins to grow on my face and hands, muscles
begin to bulge, my clothes started to tear from the pressure.
Rocko and Robert looks at me in horror "What's happening to him?" Rocko said "I think he's turning into a
werewolf." replied Robert.
The sound of bones reshaping themselves fills the area. My shoes and socks tear as my feet turn into digigrade
paws, black claws begin to form on my hands and paws, a tail grew over my tailbone my ears moved to the top of
my head, my face turns into a lupine muzzle completing the transformation.