Beyond The Night

Chapter 6

As my eyes closed and my mind wondered, I started seeing sceans from that dreadfull day. Normally when this happend I'd just do whatever it took to stay up and not go back into that memory, but tonight my mind was so scrambled and I was so tired, I just let it happen. I can't hide from my memories and aparently tonight is the night to confront them.

I was about six years old and I was playing Super Mario Bros with Drake in the living room when we hear my mom scream from outside. Dad heard it too so the three of us dropped everything and ran to the door, but dad stoped us, "You two stay in here it might not be safe," we did as he told us and waited for him to go back inside with mom, but then he scram.

Drake couldn't take it and then he was the protective big brother so he told me to stay inside too. If there is anything that gets me mad, it's someone demanding I do something when i don't want to do it. So I debated whether or not going or not going but when I heard a roar I decided it was time to grow some balls and help my family. I charged out to where they were and all three of them were on the ground injured. I wanted to cry so bad at the sight of them but something else caught my attention, I didn't see him first but I smelled the muddy deoderant he wore and heard him breathing behind me. I turned around with my eyes glowing in rage. He just simply stood there smirking, looking at me with pitty. He wore a long dark green raincoat, and his blond hair was wet from the storm that was happening. His saphire blue eyes stared and stared at me as if waiting for something, "Well," he said, "aren't you going to morph and save your pathetic little family?"

I was mad enough already, with everyone telling me to stay inside and with this ass hole hurting my family, and as if to piss me off even more I heard my dad tell me "Get back in the house Lyco!"

I lost it, I hated him for telling me what to do so I shouted, "SHUT THE HELL UP!" there were gasps everywhere, no one's ever heard me use that kind of lanuguage. But I was tired of playing the soft, inocent child anymore.

The raincoat guy just laughed as if me getting mad was a good thing, which aparently to him, it was. "Yes get angry! I want to see how much power you have," I clenched my fist and the only thing I could concentrate on was ripping the guy's head off. Before I knew it, my teeth were turning into fangs and my nails into razor sharp claws, black hair sprouting all over, my nose was now longer and my mouth wider. I had turn into a beast. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Exactly what I wanted to s---" his sentence was cut short by me tackling him down. He was laughing outrageousley now and I was clawing at his face but the more I hurt him the more he laughed.

"SHUT UP!" I scram which surprised me because I didn't know I could talk in all out werewolf mode. I don't know where it came from, maybe from him, but a surge of electricity flowed through me sending me flying across the back yard. I landed flat on my back and strugled to get up, but I wasn't determined to loose this fight so easily. He started walking away so I got the perfect opportunity, I charged at him on all fours, faster than I could have running on two legs. I barked and he turned around confused, but before he could do anything, my new canine teeth were sunk deep into his throught. He fell right to the ground with eyes wide open staring nowhere. He was dead.

"Lyco!" my brothers voice woke me from the blood crazed state of mind I was in and turned to see my dad holding my mother up with Drake at his side, all of them not believeing what I'd just done. I turned back to the man and he was gone. He was a demon. I howled into the night and turned back into a litlle boy, my clothes ripped to shreds but still on me. I fell to my knees crying, and then everything went black.

Thats when I woke up and sat up in my bed, I was all sweaty from the horrible dream. I looked at the clock and it read 7:00 AM. Wow, I thought, that was a fast night. I got up, started to walk into the bathroom to undress and get into the shower but then I realized I had nothing to change into except the clothes I already had. Someone knocked on my door, it was Rey. "You ready to go shopping?" he asked as if knowing what I was thinking.

"Psh am I? I smell like a wet dog in these clothes!" I half joke.

"Haha, change into this. We'll go after breakfast," he gives me a pair of jeans and a black muscle shirt.

I smile my thanks and say, "This'll do,"