"Guys! Wake up! The wolf!"
The wolf's gaze snapped up at the sudden shout, his eyes clouded over with a dark fog of non-comprehension as he instantly spotted the tiny yellow blur standing off a little ways in the pitch black darkness of the underground bunker he no longer remembered was his home... his mind blank with nothing but the thoughts of hunger...
"G-guys!" Smidge repeated in a soft fearful tone, her big blue eyes locked in pure absolute horror on the wolf who stood just in front of her licking it's lips in anticipation for a nice tasty meal... "Wake up!"
"Hmm... Smidge... knock off the noise, man..." DJ grumbled in a tired and groggy voice, not sensing the urgency to her friend's tone as she tried to remain lost in dream land. "We're tryna sleep..."
Slamming her slightly damp pillow over her head to muffle the sound, DJ rolled over with a huff... falling right back to sleep with ease...
Gulping in terror, Smidge watched helplessly as the wolf slowly crept over to Biggie... sniffing the large Troll as if it were making sure the 'meal' was safe to eat...
"Phew... Mr. Dinkles... what have you been eating...?" Biggie grunted in his sleep, his nose scrunching up at the smell of what he assumed to be his pet worm's breath.
"Grrr..."
The wolf licked his lips, sniffing deeper at the big blue troll who lay completely oblivious to the threat lurking just above...
But wait... this snack smelled... familiar...
Branch blinked... awareness slowly making it's way back into his tired and hazy brain as the fog clouding his judgement steadily lifted...
Wait... where was he...? What was happening...?
B O N K !
Branch stumbled back at the sudden pang that had just shot through his skull... shaking out his head before his gaze finally focused on the floor... a book resting in a heap at his feet...
What the...?
B O N K !
A soft grunt and Branch stumbled back once more as another book hit the floor with a thud... the fog coming back a bit thicker...
"Grr..."
The small growl seemed almost involuntary... why had he done that...? He wasn't quite sure...
"You leave him alone!"
B O N K !
Another sharp pain to his noggin, and Branch finally looked up with a snarl...
Wait... Smidge...?
"Get away from him!"
The clouded haze that was currently draped over his vision finally fading completely, Branch blinked away the drowsiness of sleep as if just awakening from a dream, the little Weretroll letting out a big uncontainable yawn before stretching out his body much like a cat would, his new friend's appearance instantaneously awakening him from his slumber with a hint of concern... recognition dawning on him with a shining light of awareness...
A quick shake of his pitch black fur, and the young Weretroll finally stood up straight, taking a quick groggy glance around the dark room in which he stood...
It wasn't hard to spot the tiny yellow troll standing off a little ways, his vision clear in the dark of night despite the lack of light illuminating the pitch black bunker...
YOU ARE READING
Curse of the Weretroll (rewrite)
Hombres LoboWhen Branch discovers that something is changing inside of him... he will do anything to get himself back to normal... Warning... there are some pretty gruesome scenes... you have been warned! Muhahahaha!😈 Slightly inspired by Dragon Heart by Opful...