Werewolf Forest

Werewolf Forest::Chapter 4

"You're one of us now." I could not discern the speaker from the throng of over-grown wolves.

No...no....no.....I whimpered as they closed in around me, what's happening to me......?

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I awoke slowly, eyes fluttering open.

W-where am I? I thought groggily.

Then abruptly I recognized my surroundings.

Whoa...

Déjà vu much?

I was back in my tent, chained once more.

God do these freaks have a bondage fetish or something? Jeeze.

But something was different. There was something around my neck. I flipped my arms under me so that I could properly use my hands. I felt the thing around my neck trying to discern what it was. It was metal and seemed to have a lock in the back.

A collar?

Ew! Why is there a collar on me...err you....err us?!

How the hell should I know?! Wait a second....What the HELL?!

I was no longer in the cloths I had come here in. Oh no, that would be too easy. I now had on cut off jeans and a bra. THAT'S IT!!!!

OH MY GOD!!!!! Those bastards changed me!!

Those perverts!! When I get my hands on them I swear I'll-

Hey what happened to you being the non-violence side?

I converted.

Where's my shirt?

How the hell should I know? I don't know anything you don't know; we're the same person dumbass!

Well in that case you just called yourself a dumbass, dumbass.

Oh shut up.

You just told yourself to shu-

HEY! Will you focus please?! We have more pressing matters then how stupid we are!!!

Alright, alright. Well, what now genius?

Well, I would suggest we find Danny and the rest of the knuckle head gang. Maybe they'll finally give us some answers

Well it's better than nothing.

By now I had accepted what I was. I know sudden right? Well, I had thought about it and there was just no denying the events of last night...or was it last night...how long had I been sleeping exactly? Well, anyway, I had accepted it and moved on. I was a werewolf.

Now I had to get out of here.

It had occurred to me that I had new found strength and speed and I could easily escape this place, but then I thought the other people in this place have that same strength and speed and there's about twenty of them....so ya fighting my way out is not such a good idea at the moment.

I pushed the flaps of the tent aside with my bare shoulder as I walked out. A few of Danny's men were scattered throughout the camp and I instantly flushed red, feeling extremely self conscious. Surprisingly I was not even moderately cold out here despite my lack of shirt. I advanced through the camp to the largest tent with all the men eyes burning into my back as I walked. The gargantuan tent (well, gargantuan compared to the other tents anyway) had to be Danny's as it was the only one big enough to fit his considerably large ego. I pushed the flaps aside once more and entered the tent. Danny, Gage, and Jason were sitting on the ground in a small circle talking among one another. They stared up at me, slightly surprised. Their eyes lingered on me a little too long. I shot Gage a dirty glare and quickly turned my attention to Danny.

"Danny." I said coldly

"Yes?"

"Would you care to give me some answers....please" I had to force that last word out.

"Fine. Sit."

I sat outside the circle trying not to fall on my face with my lack of free hands.

"Ask your questions."

"Well for starters could you....please take these off?" I stretched out my arms toward him, again having to force that word out to those mongrels.

"Can you promise not to run again?"

I thought for a moment.

Hell, I can't promise that.

Well sure you can! Just break it. Who cares? These bastards deserve to be lied to.

True

"Yes, I promise." I said with the most convincing tone I could conjure up.

Danny eyed me skeptically. "Nice try kid, but I can tell when I'm being lied to."

Damn it!

Well, there goes that plan.

"Fine" I said dropping my hands to my lap.

"Now, your questions?" he asked

"Ok first of all what's with the collar?"

"It's so you can't phase on us like that again."

Phase?

Well I guess it's as good a word as any for turning into a giant mutant dog.

"How does it keep me from...phasing?"

Jason turned to me, "That collar is made out of a mix of iron and silver. I'm sure you have heard legends of werewolves and in those legends they say something along the lines of being allergic to silver. Well that is and isn't true. It doesn't hurt us but we can't manipulate it. You see when we phase what we're wearing sort of...disappears."

"Disappears?"

"Yes," Danny continued, obviously annoyed by Jason's interruption. "They go into a...another dimension of sorts. That's why we wear so little, it's easier to transfer that way. But, we can't manipulate or break silver."

"So if you tried to phase with that collar on you would snap your pretty little neck." Gage sneered.

"Oh I can think of at least one neck I would like to see snapped, Gage." I growled

A deep rubble of thunder began to rattle from Gage. He leaned toward me ready to spring. Jason sprung to action putting himself in between Gage and me. They both bared their teeth and snarled menacingly at one another. Danny put a hand on both of their chests and shock his head at them. Gage sat back but glared daggers at me. Jason went back but kept his shoulder slightly turned in a defensive like manner.

Umm....ok did I just imagine that or did Jason just try to...protect me?

I think he did...weird.

Very.

Danny cleared his throat. "Actually you wouldn't be able to phase at all. Your body simply wouldn't let you. Anyway any other questions?"

"Ya, just one. What was that thing on my eye, the marking?"

I could see every one of Danny's muscles tense then relax again. "I don't know."

Lie.

Yup. Does he really think I didn't catch that?

He underestimates us. Huge mistake on his part.

"Ok, since you're out of questions, Jason, Gage, take her to the training field."

Jason grabbed onto both my shoulders pulling me towards him. We walked out of the tent and towards the training field, Jason keeping himself in-between Gage and me the entire time.

Ok this is just too weird.

No kidding.

Gage turned and faced us as we entered the open field. You could practically see the daggers flying between Jason and Gages glares of pure hatred and betrayal. Oh, this was going to be a very interesting lesson.