Another Love, Another Woe || Wednesday Addams & Enid Sinclair

One More Scar For The Collection

Later that night, Wednesday had gone to meet up with her uncle in the Nightshades library. They found a leather bound diary in a safe and went back to her dorm to read it while Enid slept on Wednesday's bed, waiting for her to get in to cuddle. They were quite as they looked through the book and found a drawing of the monster.

"Here it is." She laid the diary on her desk so her uncle could look over her shoulder. "Faulkner describes Hyde's as artists by nature, but equally vindictive in temperament. Born of a mutation, the Hyde lays dormant until unleashed by a traumatic event or unlocked through chemical inducement or hypnosis. This act causes the Hyde to develop an immediate bond with its liberator, who the creature now sees as its master. It becomes the willing instrument of whatever nefarious agenda this new master might propose."

"Anyone willing to unlock a Hyde is a next level sicko," Fester commented.

"That means the person in the black cloak that Wanda saw is Tyler's master. But who is it? Hopefully, the sheriff will get the blood samples result soon. Then he can arrest Tyler, and perhaps it'll draw his master out." She flipped the page to see if there was more on Hydes. There wasn't. But the next page still caught her attention, reading 'Bloodmoon Werewolves'.

"Ooh, what's that?" Fester asked.

Wednesday glanced at Enid still sleeping. "Let's find out." She couldn't help but read its contents. "Bloodmoon werewolves are an extremely rare genetic mutation where a werewolf's ability to wolf out is directly tied to their mate(s). Even other abilities may not be available to them, such as their heightened senses and physical capabilities. Only when they find their mate, will their wolf abilities start to show themselves. The physical pain of not marking their mate will develop much quicker and more painful than a normal werewolf. But even after finding their mate, they won't be able to shift until the next Bloodmoon whereas regular werewolves cannot shift during them. However, they will be bigger and stronger than a normal werewolf and will then have the ability to wolf out whenever they wish, regardless of a full moon or not."

"Well ain't that something."

"Something indeed. It sounds a lot like Enid. She's never been able to wolf out, but in the last few weeks her senses have been getting better." She reached up and rubbed the mating bite on her left neck and shoulder. "And her mating pain was definitely excruciating for her. I'll have to talk to her about it in the morning. For now you should go. We can reconvene tomorrow."

"Alrighty. I'll head on back to the shed." Fester began to walk to the window. "You have fun with your curse."

Wednesday gritted her teeth. "I will see you tomorrow." Fester stepped out the window as Wednesday turned to him. "And no eating the bees." The window closed and Fester slipped into the night. Wednesday sighed through her nose as she closed the diary. She looked at Enid once more. Was she really a Bloodmoon werewolf? And if she was, more importantly, when's the next Bloodmoon?

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The next day, Wanda was walking toward the cafeteria for lunch when she felt like someone was watching her. She immediately stopped and looked around. She couldn't see Hilda, but if she goes by track record she only ever attacks once she's in the woods. She glanced back toward the cafeteria she was only fifteen feet from and then toward the school's entrance. She slipped her backpack from her shoulders and dropped it to the floor as she ran through the school to get outside.

Her feet thudded against the floor as she weaved through other students until she was outside. Then she ran straight for the woods. The leaves crunched beneath her feet as she began to breathe heavier from the running, breath visible in the cold November weather. Until she came to a screeching halt as Hilda appeared twenty feet in front of her in a swirl of blue energy. She wasn't wearing her mask anymore, just a simple eyepatch over her right eye, but the hate and anger remained in her other.