Transmogrify Wolf

Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Outsider

Dave's P.O.V

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I was there in my room that is listening to Evanescence - 'Bring me Back to Life.' I loved that song because it has been just like me, I couldn't change like most of my friends. Yeah, I was a different than most of my kind. My name is Dave I am 5 feet 6 kinda short, I know, but at least have a six pack, but I don't care about that, I'm a werewolf, but for some reason I can't change into one and yes and I was turning 17 in a few days which makes me a late bloomer for most wolves. It made me an outcast, something I couldn't change. Kind of like a birth defect and I get judged and bullied for it.

My mom and dad hated me and called me an outsider ever since I turned sixteen and didn't change into my wolf like the rest of my siblings. I mean like out of the most of my friends, they all changed, though I only had 3 friends out of the whole pack. I kept replaying that same song for hours I guess it made me fell a little better.

My friends liked me, but didn't want to get bullied so at school they wouldn't hang out with me unless nobody that knew them or I was around. Because if they were caught hanging out with me they would get the same treatment I did and they didn't want that. I was slightly okay with it because why should I be the reason they get bullied when they could not talk to me at all and live normal lives. So I appreciated that they were at least talking to me and got to know me.

[7:30am]

I got up and slammed my hand down on my alarm that was currently beeping at a vicious pace. I then got dressed for school since I took showers at night after I did my homework and chores, washed my face, brush my teeth, floss, fixed my hair, and put on lotion. I looked into the mirror and stared at my face. I then looked into my eyes, they were like an open door to a person, but with no werewolf soul or essence that would make me like my brothers and sister, I sighed. I did not know why, but that missing part inside me, my wolf. Without my wolf it made me feel empty like part of me was gone.

I was on the verge of desperation to get away from all the bullying and wanted my wolf so bad. What made me different from my family that I had to not get my wolf and get bullied. I just wanted to be normal. Why did the moon goddess torture me and not give me the wolf. Why did she hate me versus my family. I didn't ask to be not normal. I just wanted my family to love me and friends who didn't have to pretend they weren't my friends in front of the pack.

[8:00am]

Now I went downstairs and was about to open the fridge when my dad came up to me from behind, spun me around from my left shoulder and punched me in the stomach and said only werewolves eat from this fridge. I hung my head in shame, held my stomach and walked away from the fridge.

I gasped softly in my mind, winced in pain in my mind, and started walking to school my parents did not really do anything for me, only for my brothers and sister. I had 2 brothers. Mike, Andy, and my sister Sophie. I walk up the stairs into the building holding back my tears as the bell rang and I was late for class again.

I sighed again until I saw people walking up towards me and not just any regular people, they were all from the pack and to be specific my pack is called the Inferno pack because of all the strong warriors we had. Though I thought the name was a bit childish and other packs wouldn't really treat us with respect if it sounded like a pre teen made the name up. Though I could care less at this point because they all treated me like shit anyways.

As they came up to me Gary the leader of the group of his pack members, eight to be specific.

"Hey look! Its Mr. Werewolf wanna be." Gary said.

After he said that they all took laughed at his joke and then took turn beating me and calling me names. It may hurt have hurt me physically, but nothing hurt more than the doors to my closed soul that was clenching my heart in hurt. The name calling always got to me. I stood up when they finished bullying me and wiped the tears from my eyes.

After I finished crying my last tear, I left school early. I decided when I got home, I was going to leave and stay somewhere where nothing would try to bully me or call me names. I place I could call home and just be a regular human or non shifter I was. I am sick of being bullied and treated like dog poop. I am worth more than dog poop! Before I left for good I went home to get some things. I decided to go to a my special spot, then plan from there.

I turned on my iPod that I bought and played it while crying quietly. It got to my favorite part where it said, "frozen inside" and decided to cut myself as a sign of renewal.

I wasn't one of those crazy emo's that cut myself all over their body, I would only cut my right wrist. It quickly dried and I covered it with my jacket like the rest of my scars. I was still crying, but I didn't care how long it took to heal. It was a sign as moving forward with life as a human and not a wolf. If my wolf didn't want me then I didn't need it either.

"Life's a bitch, but life still goes on," I said while walking home.

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Authors Note: This was written in 2010