The Hideous

Chapter 3 - Dayalia

I was walked down to my trailer when I got there. It was a good size, for a trailer. I could live in it without being claustrophobic at least. I set my backpack down in the corner and took out my laptop. I plugged it into the wall as well as my phone.

Someone knocked on the door. I got up and went over there. I looked through the eye hole. It was a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. I opened the door and said, "Hello?" I was being rather quiet since it was night time. "I-I was assigned to this camper?" She said. I stepped aside for her to enter.

She stepped inside and looked around. I caught a glimpse of a huge bruise on her arm. I wanted to ask but I didn't want to pry too much. I'd only just met her. "Is there another room in here?" She asks. "Um..I think so?" I said, not knowing if there actually was or not. I walked around to the opposing side of the trailer. Sure enough, there was another bedroom.

When she turned around, I finally saw the whole bruise. It was gi-fucking-normous. It was all yellow and blue and--ugh ew! I really wanted to ask but again, I didn't want to invade her privacy. It wasn't like we were friends. Maybe she hit her arm on something? No, that must have been done on purpose. It's not exactly the place you would get a bruise if you fell or hit your arm. Siblings? Probably. Whatever, it was none of my business.

Then I saw the bandage on her knee. It was bleeding underneath and needed to be changed. Damn girl, how clumsy are you? I thought. Then I finally just had to ask, "H-hey what's with the bruise and stuff?" She spun around and looked at me like I'd seen a ghost. "NothingImfine," she slurred. I backed off at that and went back to my room.

From across the way, I saw her look down and start crying. Maybe a family member died? I don't have a clue what happened but I think she just needs some space. So at that, I got my laptop and started searching up shadow magic. Apparently it's a common power to be paired up with vampires. I sure as hell wasn't a vampire. That's for fucking sure. I also found it was sometimes a thing with werewolves, but it was rare.

I forgot to mention that mutants are always a monster with an extra power. Like I could be a zombie with shadow magic. Or I could be a hawk, or werewolf. Etc.

I was almost positive that I wasn't any of those, but I could be wrong. Suddenly I smelled something. It smelled salty, yet sweet. I sniffed. Suddenly I felt this tingling all over. Then my vision lowered. As if I got on all fours but I wasn't quite as short. I looked down. I HAD FUCKING FUR. Like a dog?! I turned around and saw this swishy thingy. Did I have a tail? I went over to the mirror. Holy shit. I had turned into a reddish brown wolf. What the fuck?! I guess I was wrong.

I still smelled that weird salty stuff. It was coming from Charlotte's room. I sniffed along the ground as I made my way over there. The door was open so I burst inside. It was strong now. It came from her knee. It was bleeding! It smelled good. Like food. I was hungry.

She screamed and I whimpered. She curled her legs up onto the bed. I whimpered even more. I put my front paws up on the bed and she squealed. Is this what it's like to be scary? I panted. I needed food. Now.