Creepypasta X Reader Canis Lupis

Chapter 4

A/N CLIFFHANGERS for everyone! I guarantee you guys hate me now!
But you're still reading? ... You guys must love me after all! AWWWWWWW! *Giant hug*

WARNING! GRAPHIC! GORE! VERY YUCKY! ^w^

(Your POV)

"I can't hold it!" You screamed, tears falling down your face.

"It's alright! Just look at me! Sweetie-"

Whatever your dad was going to say next was cut off by your screams as you gave way to your second form for the first time.

Feral thoughts filled your head as you saw your parents in a new way. They were simply prey, and you were the predator. You leaped at them, and your vision blurred as you lost consciousness, your body moving of its own accord.

You woke in a puddle of sticky metallic smelling fluid. It was a deep red. You had only ever seen it once before, when you cut your finger on a butter knife. You were a *cough* talented *cough* child.

The smell sickened you. You sat up before looking around you. You wretched at the sight.

The corpses of your parents were torn apart, their intestines pulled out and strung a good distance away. Large chunks of their bodies were missing, and a trail of  blood and bits of flesh lead up to your comfortable spot on the rug.

You reached up to wipe the bile away from your chin, but it was wetter than you expected. Your sleeve came away red, with chunks of flesh clinging to the scratchy plaid fabric.

You screamed in horror, jumping up from your spot and flailing your arms around like a panicked chicken. You ran to your parents, collapsing between the two of them. You sobbed as the tears flowed freely down your cheeks and dripped from your chin.

You screamed again, this time in grief as you rolled around, throwing a fit.

You gasped in pain as the flashback hit you hard. You tried so hard not to remember that day. It took strength to forget, but you were never strong enough. It just kept coming back.

You sobbed internally as you kept going, running from your almost undeniable fate. You were breaking, physically and emotionally. Your body was tired, and your heavy paws threatened to trip you with each step.

Your soul seemed to be breaking, and your heart settled in your stomach, being scorched and burned by the acids. You would have cried, but you were incapable of it now. You were surprised you hadn't simply collapsed.

You shook the aftermath out of your head and just kept running. Your fate may have been undeniable, but you would do anything to prolong your life.

Every gasp of air burned your lungs, but was undeniably sweet. Your muscles ached, but the fluid movement under your skin felt so good, it was fascinating. The smells were captivating, the forest was unusually beautiful, your ears picked up every little sound nature made. It seemed the closer you were to death, the better life looked.

You felt the desperation of the animal inside. It had the same thing in mind. Survive. You gladly gave in, and it took over. You rested in it as it ran far away, it used your body to the fullest. It had an agility you could never have.

It leaped over bushes and weaved between trees, its instincts guiding it to safety. You were just getting well rested when it decided to stop.

You realized with a jolt that it had made a fatal mistake. You forced a takeover the second they appeared, causing the body to writhe in pain and you yelped as your feeling returned.

You jumped up off the ground and took a defensive stance. Trying to keep an eye on all of them as they surrounded you.

Every little movement they made put you even more on edge. You couldn't help but shake a little in the presence of so many powerful individuals.

"That's the bitch who jumped me!" A familiar voice said. You turned and snapped ferociously at the teen in the white hoodie. He flinched slightly before laughing at you tauntingly.

"Shut up Jeff." Another familiar voice stated VERY clearly in that monotonous way it had.

You glanced at the next to speak, eyeing his blue mask and dark clothes and turning to him, recognizing him as the biggest threat.

Your (h/c) fur bristled as he shifted slightly without making a sound. THERE! His guard is down! Go!

You sprinted toward him just as he jumped up, blocking you. He delivered a swift kick to your lower chest, sending you backward. You rolled over and jumped up, getting ready to try it again, when a sharp whistle caught your attention.

You snapped your head in the direction of the noise, and caught sight of a fist-sized rock hurtling directly toward your head. You had no time to react as it hit you right between your eyes.

You yelped as your body collapsed from underneath you, and your head hit the ground as your vision faded.

3rd Person POV

Jeff looked at you with little to no interest before turning to Masky.

"Bullseye!" He yelled, laughing. His laugh had just the slightest hint of insanity to it. Masky simply rolled his eyes and went to check on the damage he might have caused to your face.

You let out a whimper as your body shifted, becoming smaller and more fragile until you were back in your now muddy nightgown.

All eyes turned to you and your seemingly newfound humanity. Jeff and BEN were the only ones that seemed fazed by it. The others watched, but seemed to be uninterested.

Masky simply crouched down and picked you up in his arms, lifting you like you were nothing.

He started walking in a seemingly random direction, and as soon as they vanished into the treeline, an impressive mansion appeared on the other side. It definitely hadn't been there before..

They simply walked in through the front door, like it was normal for them. It actually might have been normal, since their standards are VERY different from ours.

The magnificent doors shut behind them, slamming loudly. The inside was just as beautiful as the outside. It made your cabin look like filth, and you actually had a very nice cabin.

The air tensed and filled with static as an indescribable voice filled the spacious room.

"What happened?!"