Into the Wolf Pack- A ZOMBIES Story

Chapter 4

"Whoa," I say, "Werewolves are real."

Willa smirks, "Yeah. At least in Seabrook they do. This is where the moonstone is, so werewolves can thrive. At least, it's where the moonstone was, we don't know where it is anymore and we're all dying. But I'm the Alpha. I'm the Leader. I'm the one to trust. So I can find the moonstone and save my pack."

I smile. "I'll help you, Willa. I feel at home in these woods. I don't want the magic of the wolves to die."

Willa smiles but her canine teeth are really scary, so its more like she's baring her teeth at me. "Yeah, and if we die, we'll be pretty much like the zombies."

My face goes blank. "Wait. Zombies are real, too?" I question. 

WIlla looks confused. "Yeah. You didn't know? That's what Seabrook's most known for. The town's slogan is 'Home of the mighty shrimp and those zombies from that incident 50 years ago.'"

I shrug. "Ok." I adjust my fashionable glasses and brush back the fashionable white streak in my hair. "This reminds me of 'Zombie Wolf' by WUlfsong." I play the song.

Zombie wolf

Help me live

Your flesh is rotted

The hope you give

Your fur falls in clumps

All green and dead

But I'm alive

The brains you're fed

"WOw that was literally epic," says Willa. But she isn't talkig to me. She's talking to a tree. 

"Ummm Willa? Why are you talking to a tree?" I question.

"I literally am not," she says unconvincingly. She looks at me. "COme on, I'll take you to the den." She motions me to go forward, and when she thinks i'm not looking, she kisses the tree.

I wander forward following the smell of wolf. Yeah, I guess you could say that I have a pretty good sense of smell. I sniff and howl and sniff and howl but then I stop. 

"Yo WIlla is this the den?" I question coolly. I spit out the ice before I choke on it. Yeah, I guess you could say that I'm an infant who chokes on stuff.

Willa prowls in and howls very good. 

"Whoa willa epic howl!" I shout. "Like that song from Wulfsong!" I take out my phone and play the song.

I'm a literal wolf

I've got a literal howl

You won't mess with me

I'll get my pack and I'll prowl

I'll slit your throat and your neck

I'll let you bleed out on the deck

and then I'll release

My epic howllllllllllllllllll

When the song ends everyone claps. I realize that I've wound up inside the den.

"Sick song, wolf dude!" Some werewolf says.

"Yeah that was really cool!" An annoying stupid wolf says, "I'm Wynter by the way." She hops over to me but it's just her hair and she's bald now. I take her hair and eat it and cough up a hair ball and everyone claps. Just kidding everyone gets mad.

"Ewwwwww why did you do that?" The first werewolf says, "I'm Wyatt by the way."

That reminds me of the Wulfsong song, "I'm Wyatt by the Way"

Hey

I hope youre ok

I am a wolf

And I'm Wyatt 

By the way

I play the song. In a game of fortnite. Everyone crowds around my monitor as I play a riveting game of fortnite. 

"On your left!" Someone says. 

"Ooh ooh shoot him!" Someone else says. 

I play the best game of my life and eventually, I beat the song and everyone cheers. 

Willa smiles, "Well, Wynston, you've proved that you can be part of the pack. Wolves, assemble!" 

A whole bunch of werewolves crowd around me. I notice that they're all very fashionable. And they all smell like wolf. The musky smell of wet dog and burning leaves fills my nostrils and I inhale deeply. Suddenly, the wolves push me down and I pop back up with an epic new makeover. 

"Wow! This looks awesome!" I express. 

FOr all of you readers at home who can't see me, I was wearing awesome ripped jeans similar to what I had before, and a shirt so deep purple that I could see my own soul. I also had a fur vest that smelled like roadkill. Mmmm, I could get used to this! I also had some pretty awesome boots made of real, genuine leather, some cool wolf bracelets and watches, and a moonstone necklace. To top off my look, my white hair streak was more pronounced, and I had some wolf-like makeup on. 

"You're one of the pack now, Wynston. Congrats." Wyatt says.

I howl. "AAAAwwoOOOOoOooo!" 

Wynter gasps, "Watch what you say!"

I look at her confusedly, "What did I say?"

Willa rolls her eyes. "Wynter shut up. He literally just mentioned fractions."

Wynter squeaks in fear. "But fractions are scary!"

I go kill mode. I pull out a tooth from a jaguar (I told you my parents were adventerous!) and I stab her repeatedly. She dies.

"Now who wants to help me bury her!" I yell heroicly. Everyone cheers, howls, etc.