I wake up. But not in the cold stoned prison cell. In what looks to be a lab. It is glowing with colours.. Colours I thought didn't even exist. Test tubes surround me. And now I'm scared. In front of me is a shelf or desk. And lay upon it surgeon tools, and a box. A box with a mythical creature that I had only heard of in twilight. The world around felt unreal, as if it was caving in on me. Its a rabbit... but.. it's not. It has teeth. Sharp teeth...what in the world could you b..."vampire"... Everything was like a different world in here.
I'm connected to about 10 different wires.
There is a screen.
It has a diagnosis of my cells being consumed by slimy green liquid whenever my naked eye is in the range of a full moon.
"What?" I whisper. I lay there thinking of every possible possibility of what could be happening.
My mind trails off. I will not stand for this! I thought.
I look to one of the wires that are inserted into my skin. I wrap my fingers around it. I debate with myself, trying to figure out if it was safe enough to yank out. "Stuff it". I pull it out and an alarm goes off. This wire was in my arm..
"Oh no". I whisper.
My arm was changing into that thing.. The thing that took over my body..
This must be the only thing in the way from stopping me to change.
My arm is no longer under my control.
It was pulling out every wire that my body was attached to. I was a giant werewolf! I could only slightly control my new body, so I was tripping up alot. But as for my other half, it was on a full charge rampage.
3 men enter the lab with heavy gear which gives them more protection than I ever had.... Well.. emotionally. They pull a dart gun from behind there back and shoot like there's no tomorrow. I feel the darts poison enter my body. coursing through my veins. I was a big strong killing machine, sinking down tony own feet. My mind closes then my eyes.. I'm going, going...gone.
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Sorry guys. I know it's short. and I'm bad at writing but you know! a girl can try...
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16 moons
WerewolfCrystal is the average 16 year old girl in everyday life. Or is she? On her sixteenth birthday when the moon comes up, she starts to experience some 'interesting' changes. Will she survive?