The Wolf Among Us: Fabletown

Bigby and the Mysterious Girl

Bigby slowly opened his eyes and looked up; the sky was full of stars and he saw a street light. He groaned in pain trying to move, but just ended up lying on top of the car he fell on. He felt a warm liquid running through his nose; Bigby went to touch it and looked at the liquid on his finger. He sighed, it was blood. He slowly started to rise up and he noticed that Woody was lying knocked out on the side of the street. Great… Bigby thought to himself.

Bigby heard a gasp and turned his head. “Oh, hey Toad.”

“My car!” Toad said in disbelief. When Bigby fell on top of Toad’s car, the glass in the front windshield had shattered to pieces, there was a huge dent in the hood of the car, and one of the car's tiers had become flatten from the force of the fall.

“Yeah.” Bigby sighed in pain, slowly sitting up. “Gimme a second.”

“Oh no, by all means.” Toad said sarcastically. “Take your time. Make yourself comfortable.” Toad was beyond pissed about Bigby wrecking his brand new car.

“So… how good is your insurance?” Bigby looked over at Toad and asked.

Toad looked at Bigby, his face softening, showing him some simplify. “I can’t be mad at you… I called you… and you come to help… I can’t be mad…” Toad’s sensitive look on his face turned to anger. “But even when you help… things end up more fucked than they started.” Toad put his hands on his hips and sighed angrily. “Well, at least you’re not fucking dead.”

Bigby sat up and his face turned to disbelief as Woody came back over and grabbed his ankles, dragging him off the hood of the car by the legs, and smashed him on a Bus Stop area, causing the glass to smash. Woody held Bigby with both hands around his neck, squeezing his grip tightly.

“I know your fucking in there! Come on out dog!” Woody yelled at Bigby, squeezing his neck even more tightly if that was even possible. “I’ll put you out of your misery!” Woody yelled. 

Bigby couldn’t even breath anymore, his eyesight was becoming fuzzy, and he couldn’t get Woody’s hands off his neck; Bigby snapped his eyes shut, Woody was chocking Bigby to death and Bigby didn’t have the strength to fight back. There was only one option left; Bigby had to become the wolf.

“You fucking mongrel… you ignorant fuck…” Woody mumbled under his breath as he repeatedly banged back on Bigby’s neck. “Come on out wolf!” Woody yelled.

Bigby slowly opened his eyes and they were a shade of neon yellow and his canine teeth grew sharper by the second. Bigby was about to pounce on Woody, but suddenly Woody fell to the floor unconscious. Bigby fell to the ground on his knees and rubbed his eyes, his pupils turning back to the original shade of color and teeth returning to their natural state.

Bigby scratched the back of his head and looked up; Standing in front of him was the women he meant from earlier. Bigby looked down on the ground and saw Woody lying there with an axe in his head.

The women looked back at Bigby before scrunching down on her knees and started searching the Woody’s pockets.

Rigby shook his head. “Thanks.” He told her.

“Don’t mention it.” The girl looked up at him and smiled. “I’m just getting what he owes me… Uh, you alright back there? I mean… Your eyes... and teeth… you’re not supposed to do that are you?” She asked, her eyebrows furrowing.

“Not if I can avoid it.” Bigby said.

The girl pulled out three quarters from Woody’s pocket and angrily threw them on the ground and started repeatedly kicking Woody.