Adam, who was driven home, walked wordlessly up to his old room. He was totally unprepared for the after affects of war. First the nightmares. Nate licked him awake once and told him he was screaming. How do you scream in your sleep? Then you remember never being able to leave the trench at Kligarch. Always killing, always harming. Adam would wake up crying and dream, then wake up crying again. Adams mother once was watching a war movie on the tv with Nate, and Adam dived for the nearest wall, reaching for his rifle that wasn't there. It took him 15 minutes to calm down from that episode. Nate had to break down the door once in his werewolf form, and found Adam in a corner with a sharpened stick. He looked into the bathroom, and he saw how much he had changed. From perky, bright Adam, to depressed, war torn soldier. You had built some muscle in your time in the army, and you thought you looked handsome in your buzz cut. You courage was at its edge now, clawing its way out. Doing anything to get out. You fell to the floor, and bellowed in pain. What was the doc talking about, was not a werewolf? He was the whole time! That's what he had felt, on the frontline, his wolf form, tearing through the layers begging to be let out. Here it was. He noticed his snout for the first time, and how muscular he was getting. His shirt ripped, exposing his furry chest. It was painful at first, but if anything, the army had taught him how to tolerate pain in the form of him almost dying. As his transformation neared its end, he felt a long, bushy tail grow up and out. He looked in the bathroom mirror, examining himself. He noticed his Medal of Honor, hanging on his neck. He went downstairs and confronted his mother. Nate, I told you not to- she stopped as she saw the Medal of Honor around Adams neck. Nate you shouldn't have taken Adams med- Adam cut her off as he growled in his new thick gravelly voice "I'm not Nate" for the first time, she had recognized Adams eyes, which were blue, not brown. To confirm the confusion, Nate walked in and stopped as he saw Adam. An awkward silence prevailed, no one had anything to say about that. Adam broke the silence "Whatever I felt up there when transforming, I felt on the war front. I guess it just reached its tipping point." Your mother looked at you with a proud look and told you, "We should contact Alpha Jones tomorrow." Right now, you need to go rest." Adam only groaned as he went back to his bed