Before a Once Upon A Time

Wolf Of Man - The Faerie Princess

Story 3 - Wolf Of Man

Part 6 - The Faerie Princess

            Then one day, there was a bloody war, a castle left empty and free, no one ever bothering to plunder it for it was considered cursed- even before he moved in. After that, people slowly moved away from the castle, treating it like a plague riddled carcass or worse, a still moving plague ridden carcass. He stayed in the castle, happy, tending the large gardens that surrounded the castle and hunting from the lands around that. He kept most of the castle clean and since he felt little need to sleep, the castle seemed as though fully tended, even though he as its only occupant. He grew used to his life there, knowing that every time he went hunting at night he was wearing away at his lifetime bit by bit. (Which is funny to think about, since, had he remained human, he would have had to face the realities of his own mortality at some point, but because he was a werewolf, that reality came in bite sized pieces instead in a constant stream. I suppose it was one of the main perks of being a werewolf.)

 He didn't really need or even want the luxuries the castle offered- they were simply there and most of the time he ignored them. Living while using beautiful things was only important if you had someone watching you. Eating out of a gold bowl felt the same as eating out of a wooden one unless there was someone to see you eating from the golden bowl and envy you for it. Not the food in the bowl. The bowl itself. And Lupe thought that even if he did have someone here with him that he wouldn't ever care to impress them with finery. That was stupid. Not, of course, like anyone would hang around much once they found out he was a giant bundle of fur every full moon (For, even though he could control himself now, the full moon still held sway over him and he felt compelled to change every full moon- at least every full moon. The rest of the time, it was a choice to shift. And of course he was wrong about the whole wouldn't want to impress  people thing. Hah. Like that would even be a possibility after the next few days. Then again, how was he supposed to know that a hot, irresistible and quite vexingly independent girl was going to be dropped into his lap? Do wolves have laps? I don't know….Maybe...clutches instead? Yes. Dropped into his clutches. That sounds right, right?)

Okay. I guess I should explain that slip up now.

 What happened was, there was an inventor and his invention had been mechanical horses- he could almost see himself, pulling up to the inventors convention with his proud, metal steeds gleaming and glistening, not pawing or showing the least signs of jitteriness or unhappiness. Simply being.

Buuut...it hadn't really worked out that way. He might have just made a wrong turn and ended up on the drive to the castle. Annd...,he might just have left the controller for them at home when he set out so that when they began to short circuit, he had no way to shut them down except to crawl up onto their backs and hit the kill switch on their head. And while he was doing so he still had to steer the cart because otherwise his now stampeding steeds would run off the road or into someone or something.

He decided to fasten the reins to cart’s side, since he had to stop the steed one way or another. He then crawled courageously bit by bit up their backs and managed to hit the kill switch- but not until his horses had trampled the entire garden into mud and destroyed years worth of work. Somehow, it had taken him the entire stretch of road until the castle and his entire romp in the garden to stop them. It always seemed a little suspicious, especially after what happens next.

            Well, Lupe goes a bit psycho and loses controls on the whole wolf man thing- but not on himself. He gets mad and morphs and shouts at the guy a lot, bares his teeth and in general, intimidates him. And the guy cowers. And honestly, that makes sense. Wouldn't you be mad if someone came in and in one foul swoop destroyed everything you had been working on and planning and loving for years? And wouldn't you be flat out terrified if some giant, walking on two legs wolf starting screaming, shouting and hollering at you? Yes? Well, since we know all of that makes sense, now you'll see where the crazy train picks up a few passengers.