☽ Howl ☾ [ SOLBY AU ] ✔

☽ 3 ☾

While the others sat in their respective areas on their computers putting together their YouTube videos, Sam and Colby had gone back to their own room to do some research with this sudden new information. Both their minds were whirling as they thought of their own theories of what being a werewolf meant. It wasn't like there was an actual handbook for this, since werewolves were believed to have been something of legends.

"It's not like there's an actual handbook for this, Colby," Sam smirked as the brunette gave a groan and almost threw his computer out their window.

Colby groaned, his hands coming up to his face and pulling his cheeks down, as he laid back on the bed. His anger, minimal as it was when he was human, seemed to be a raging storm now that he was inhuman. Everything seemed to tick him off.

"We got to be careful and cautious of what we read, dude," Sam kept going, "You know how the Internet is."

"Yeah," Colby sighed the word before covering his face with his arm, which made the muscles in his chest stretch, revealing just how muscular he was now. A few years ago, back in their Vine days, Colby was like a stick, as he thought of himself. Not so much anymore.

Colby heard Sam clear his throat and he lifted his arm up to peer out at the blonde. Sam had a small red blush on the tips of cheeks and Colby wondered why. After a moment of realizing that Sam hadn't wanted to get Colby's attention, the brunette lowered his arm back down on his face.

"Sam?"

"Hmmm?"

"Do you mind if I get some sleep?"

"No, not at all. I'll keep researching."

"Thanks, dude."

And Colby fell asleep with ease a few minutes after that, exhausted mainly from the Change last night. As he slept, he dreamed and, as he dreamed, he saw horrifying images pass through his mind.

He was running. That much Colby knew, but he didn't know where to or if something was chasing him. The branches on the trees around him were slapping across his flesh wherever they could reach him. With each slap, a stripe of blood followed, making a crisscrossing shape on Colby's skin.

However, he could feel the dirt and roots and the rocks underneath his bare feet. He sprung himself into the air, landing on one of the more giant rocks in the landscape, before flinging himself off it. Landing on his one knee, he felt something rise up inside of his chest. His sapphire eyes changed to glowing crimson. Unlike the Change, Colby could feel every bone in his body snap and realign itself to a new form. He let lose a loud scream, baring his throat to the woods and pointing his face toward the moon above. The scream, which made his throat raw, changed midway into an animalistic snarl. Fur sprouted from his pores and his nails became claws. His face narrowed into a long muzzle and his spine became bent into a shape of a canine. When the Change ended, a black wolf stood in the place where the human form of Colby Brock had once been.

Red eyes stared out at the landscape around it and that was when Colby could hear it. Something was breathing heavily and there was the smell of blood in the air... weakness. Colby licked his lips and over his sharp teeth. There was also something else in the air, like a tangy sweetness, and Colby felt the smell hit him in his groin. The craving to maul the creature bleeding turning to the lust of flesh.

Without missing a beat, Colby raced off again, bounding over boulders and around thick trees. He had to get to the creature producing that fabulous smell. Colby never lusted after something so much until this moment.

As the black wolf came over the ridge, crimson eyes connected with a white form down in the small valley. A stream trickled its way through it and the white form stood on the other side of it. Its reflection dancing in the ripples of the water. As the form turned its head to look down at the water at itself, Colby could see that it was another wolf, but its fur was so pure white it was almost blinding. Colby had never seen a creature more beautiful.

The black wolf growled lowly, but it wasn't in warning. Rather instead, it was more of trying to get the white wolf's attention. The white wolf didn't look up, like it hadn't even heard him. Colby growled again, but with more intention and louder. Still the white wolf didn't look up.

In his chest, Colby could feel something that was similar to heartache. He was confused as to what it meant. The black wolf started to cry and he fell to the ground. Continuing to try and get the white wolf's attention, Colby felt like his cry would go on forever.

"Colby."

A voice entered his thoughts.

"Colby!"

It turned to a scream. Where was it coming from?

The black wolf continued to cry, yearning for the white wolf like Colby had lost a piece of himself he was desperate to get back.

"Colby! Wake up!"

No, Colby tried to scream back, but he was a wolf and no words came from his muzzle. He continued to howl.

There! Colby saw the white wolf begin to look up from its reflection.

"WAKE UP, COLBY!"

Blue eyes opened as he gasped awake. His gaze was filled with the face of his best friend, but all he could see was the white wolf's golden eyes connecting with his in that last second in his mind. The brunette's gaze focused on Sam's eyes, which appeared from the golden eyes plastered on the back of eye lids, filled with complete and utter worry. Colby suddenly became highly aware of the hands on his body for Sam had placed one on his chest and the other around his neck like he was trying to cup the side of Colby's face.

"It's okay, Colby," Sam said in a soothing voice, "You were having a nightmare."

Colby looked around them, noticing that the sun was starting to set outside their window. The rain had stopped and the sky was clear. A color gradient had replaced the turquoise blue sky as the sun set behind the horizon.

Sam leaned back into his spot on his side of the bed, which made Colby snap his head back to look at the blonde. A thought crossed his mind of the loss of Sam's touch, but he shoved it quickly to the side. The blonde looked down at his laptop for a moment before looking back at Colby, simply staring at him. It made him slightly uncomfortable, unlike what Sam's stare was before.

"What is it, Sam?" Colby asked with some force behind his voice.

"What was your nightmare about?" Sam fired back completely composed.

Colby shifted his eyes away back to the window, "Nothing."

"Did you become a wolf?"

Colby looked back at Sam, one of his eyebrows raised slightly, "How did you know?"

Sam turned his laptop around on his lap so Colby could see what he was looking at. As blue eyes quickly read over the text, Colby realized what his nightmare had meant. Colby glanced up at Sam, "We need to gather everyone together."

Sam only nodded.