Fangs And Fur: A Werewolf Story.

possible. A little shake of the wrists and ankles told him that he was being held down with something, presumably metal clamps since he still had a little wrigg

an experiment. The alcohol had completely worn off, and all the bad choices he'd made the night before was coming back in torrents. Why had he gotten so drun

light from above pierced his eyeballs and

" A voice said "It'll

a tall, redheaded woman. She was leaning against the

shushed him. She moved closer to his bed a

u up in no time. You are not the first case of lycanthropy, neither will you be the last, but Dr Makovsky and I have successfully pe

about?" Mike croaked

om by the bedside and spoke in

I really need to go home to my daughter

the night before walked in, labcoated and carrying a tray of syringes and

" The doctor sai

?" Mike yelled "I demand

still on her lips. "Hold still, Mike." She said, then injected into him a shaft of pure pain. Mike let out an inhumane scream as his body wa

e." He heard the doctor say

th the sheets on which he was laid. His throat felt like he had never had a taste of water in his life. He tr

to me?" He asked aft

the female assistant and gave another set of instructions. The wo

pered, shaking his he

rolled into his head and veins popped out on his forehead. He released another guttural scream as pain coursed through his veins. Within

shielded them from the screeching man was a wall of glass. They both w

take, doc?" The fema

ave him here. Just in case..." H

woman turned to the

s... antidote might not work as wel

." Beth protested. She turned to the shrieking man, and her eyes wide

ent, Beth. A scientific

nster out of an innocent man!" She grabbed at his lab coat

evoid of emotion. "There was never an antidote. Beth, let's

the drugs had set in. His eyes were yellow and glowing, slitted vertically like a cat's, his body completely covered in fur. His hands were now claws that ended in four-inch dagger-

van. A metal grate had blocked the door, leaving a barrier between the glass wall and Mike. He yanked them off

to let loose. She watched as Mike hit the glass wall repeatedly. It started to show serrated cracks at every impact. Dr Frank must have

r guns. They faced the monster bravely as he ran towards them on all fours, having rid the room of its glass wall. Before Beth could see any more, the elevator doors

iment, Beth dear. I had my doubts, never thought it woul

r vision "What I did was send two innocent men to

ontact with another werewolf. Think how huge this could be for us, Beth. We could create an army of w

ad knew

known, sweetheart," He breathed into her face "There is absolutely nothing you would have done to stop me." The elevator doors slid open with

your little monster, or do you want to e

slid to the floor again as Dr Frank let go

e a few floors down. Their scents, their different intoxicating scents, almost calling out to him. Infact, everything called out to him. Colours stood out to him in a way they had never before. He could see the steril

eaped down the first staircase and then another, almost losing his balance as he covered the distance between himself and the delicious flesh waiting for him

his hand, squinting as he tried to focus it on the beast. Mike growled, strings of saliva hanging from his fangs, and charged at the man. The other s

e in the chest. Mike whimpered and pawed at his wounds, as the man cocked the gun a third time, limping towards him as the latter let off a few shots, all of which ri