The origin of the nightmare: The Wolf

Origin of nightmares: The Wolf

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Chapter 1: The beginning.

I used to be a mortal like you. But something happened something I wish I could have prevented. But I guess I should start at the beginning then.

It was my first day at Dawncaster prep. All freshmen were to report to the gymnasium for the rally. I checked in with Mrs.Red, the freshman history teacher here, then I sat down not expecting what I saw next. She was a thing of beauty her hair glistening like strands of woven sunlight. But then this brutish fellow adjourned my daze by vigorously shaking me. It was none other than my own brother who was two years above me and never let me live it down.

"Oy, pinhead."he wispered as the principle, Mr.Churchill, began his speech.

"What is it Lucas?"I said sending as much hatred in my lowered voice as I could.

"I saw you lookin' at jess" he said smugly.

My face flushed with embarrassment.

"I was not!" I silently exclaimed.

I darted my head away only to find that I wasn't was silent as I intend. Everyone was staring at me with judgmental eyes. Even Jess. Principal Churchill went on with his speech without even noticing my social faux paux. I got up and rushed out before I could destroy my non-yet-existent reputation. I ran into the nearest laboratory and locked the stall.

Tap... Tap... Tap...

I heard the tapping of stiletto heels against the tile of the pale floor.

"Hellooo?". The eerily soothing female voice called out. I tucked myself into a ball to hide from her. Then I could hear her... sniffing. Like a stray dog looking for food.

"Mmm. Deary, did you know you're in the girls laboratory?". I dared not to say a word. Then the I saw her originally deep sea blue eye peer through the crevices between the stall and it's door as a golden ring.

"Come on out. I won't bite" she said so convincingly I almost came out.

"I'd rather not madam." I said as politely as I could.

"Please, call me Ms.Red"she said cheerfully.

"Do you want to know a secret?" She asked.

"S-sure" my curiosity ignoring my situation.

"I know you still have your flower." She said with a grin in her voice.

"Don't worry I'm not here to take it. I'm here to offer you a deal."she said still obviously still grinning.

"What kind of deal?" I asked trying to restore my non-existent dominance.

"If you help me... I'll get you out of this situation my friend." At that point I would've said yes if she had said she wanted to kill me. She had might as well have.

"Yes! What do I need to do?!" I begged.

"First you need to be deflowered. My good fellow." She said with a seriousness in her tone.

"Why is that important?" I asked.

"Maybe to that girl Jessica Perterson. Yes she'd be perfect! I saw you looking at her. And she to you." She continued as if I'd never said a word.

Chapter 2: The End of purity.

What am I even going to say to her? These thoughts began to drown me. Not only but I made a promise to that creepy teacher Ms. Red she'd probably be the type to kill me and use my own organs for brunch.