Arkcher

And I still havent figured it out! Lemme out already. Ummmm, Double Pants.

[A-so, I can have Looney come back later. Maybe i can have Kat be the Looney? Hmmmmm...]

[Anyone want me to post the last chapter tonight b'fore Horatio leaves, or should i wait till tomorrow. How impatient are yeh people? I kinda wanna post it. Not really. maybe. Eeeeeeee. You decide. Kat, When should I post it?]

[Werecat could work... I'll have to see about that. If not, Mike or someone will go and bite you. I dun think you want to be brutally slaughtered though. No. MW, Wha'bout you?]

Well try asking him where he keeps them!!

Fine, I will! >_>

We all know where this is heading. To Burger king!

Chapter Eighteen Each step closer that I took, Longer than the last. Anxiety was building, The house came in view. I stood next to the front door, which was surprisingly well repaired for the damage I had done to it. I looked it over, Somewhat distracted. I found a nearby window, I walked over to it and peered through the glass. The design was very similar to what I had, when I lived there, Though much of it was remodeled. I leered through the glass, and opened the front door. A thermal change, I felt somewhat warmer inside. I had forgotten the feeling of comfort, of inside of a home… I looked around, Looking for the owner of the home. It was obvious he was self-centered, There were portraits and paintings of him all on the walls. His name was carved into some metal… subtitles, for the pictures. Derek D. Vigata. I smirked, and continued deeper into the home, silently padding through the area. I scanned the scenery closely for any signs of movement, And strained for any sounds. I silently padded through Derek's house, Frequently sniffing the air for signs of humans. As I walked through, a familiar scent filled the air... Fear...! Derek must be nearby... My ears turned, twitched upon hearing an increase in human heartbeat... I immediately threw my body- slammed into the floor, I ducked just in time to miss the speeding bullet that dashed passed me. I immediately kicked myself off the ground, And leapt through the air- and swiped my hand in Derek's direction... Only to knock the firearm out of his grasp. It careened through the air wildly, leaving Derek defenseless. I leered at him, A look of death in my eyes... But Derek already had me figured out. I could see that he knew, Fear would only kill him. He knew not of the loathing I had... I raised my left hand, with my wedding ring visible. I wanted him to know, I had a human life before all this... My claws extended. His fear intensed for a brief moment, But he smirked, trying to intimidate me into thinking he is superior… Not in the least… I raised my hand higher, And brought it down with a blood-drawing slash, that scratched across his body diagonally. He withdrew, took a step back as he let out a loud groan, And crouched over… He was too busy protecting his minor wound, I had him as a flawless target, helpless before my wrath…! [And then theres some keeling in the next chapter, And the ending. w00t. Its rather quick and undescriptive, so dont worry too much.]

[i didnt say anything. >_>;; -figures Horatio's mouth probably extinguished the lit fuse- ._.]

Nobody beleives me these days when I say im satupid. I bet Kat would think so, though! >_>

[-wonders if Horatio will notice the treat was also a bomb- <.<;;......................]

Thats when you go and steal it for yourself.

[sleep is for the weak! MUHAHAHAHAHAAAAHH! I see Horatio already figured this out, By evilly plotting to like. Break out and go to Starbucks or something, As opposed to sleeping. -gives a Horatiotreatthing- n.n w00t]

[-howls- n_n 12:00! Midnight be here! Par-tay!] [Maybe writing this is having effect on me. Scary thinking about it. >_> -hides behind Kat-]

[Probably not.]

Thats brilliant. >_>; -gives a hilarity award, and a dollar for the generously thrown out Candy bars that Kat has been lobbing at people-

Chapter Seventeen The loud howl had awoken two of the Humans that remained in the clearing, Who looked around, Began panicking, And did the same as the New Werewolf had done- Look frantically for a way out of the barrier of Werewolves that surrounded them. Within moments, The two humans started the transformation… Invigorating, Yes, But as I watched the Humans change… I felt something inside tell me, What I was doing was horribly wrong… Time passed, I did feel more like a Werewolf, I fit in better with the others… But this is not as pleasing as it seems. --- I stood next to the Transparisteel prison I was once kept in, And rested my left arm on it. I glanced through the transparency, And saw the poorly made Forest copy. It brought grief to me to think, That animals would feel comfortable in the cheap homes than the Humans build for them. They want freedom more than anything else, And ‘pets’ for the Humans’ enjoyment, Is somewhat a torture for the underling of the two. While looking off to my left, I noticed something on my hand… There was a glint of yellow-ish light. I had not noticed this before… I brought my hand closer to my eyes, And saw, Buried under the thick fur, Was a small gold band. My Wedding ring. I could only think about it, My Werewolf was not capable of tears, Heartache or anything like that… My emotions are so limited… I looked down, My oversize Werewolf form seemed to look back up at me. I loathingly put my right hand on the ground, It disgusted me to see the bloodstained, crimson claws on my fingers, The thick fur, The unnecessary and overpowered muscle all over my body… I hated myself. This is not what I should have to go through… I felt a familiar sensation on my body, But I did not look up to see anything… I felt raindrops crashing into my body, Individually, They all landed in the surrounding area… I heard thunder booming off in the distance, The moon peeking from behind the clouds. Drops of water were falling from gathered water on my body… My wet fur shone rather beautifully in the moonlight, And looked somewhat better in the light of the flashing lightning. I glanced behind myself, Just as another bolt of lightning tore across the sky, Illuminating the silhouette of my home… I thought for a moment. I felt as if I should get revenge at Mike, But he did the only thing natural, I cannot blame him for this, For all I know, He could have this unbearable heartache that I do, About his family and friends… I sighed, And turned my thoughts toward something else. What I did feel needed to be settled though, Was this billionaire who has taken over my home, property and observatory… He has taken over my life… Standing here and just thinking will get me nowhere. I turned around, And strode back toward what used to be my home… I need to take action, I need to really do something here, I need to… Kill… [Muahahahahaaa! >_>;; The next chapter contains no violence. But yes, suspense. I was on the edge of my seat writing it. The chapter after this (ending) Does involve killing though, So Horatio can. uh. Do a jig with Kat. >.>;]

[True. >.> The new werewolf is never seen again though. xD In this part of the story anyway. I might write about him/her some other time. Although, It could be one of you peoples who read it, you were showing interest in being included in here. Any suggestions? It'll be in the next part though]

[Rait: But i wanna food! ;__;]

[At 1 AM, I finished Chapter nineteen, Now i finished dis part of deh story. w00t. Now to post the next chapter. n_n] [i think its chapter 16 that needs postin'. So i'll just post this one. n_n] Chapter Sixteen I awoke once again, Next to the still unconscious subordinate wolf of mine, With my ‘master’ wolf nearby. I sat up, and looked around, somewhat exhausted from all that had happened earlier. “Finally you are up. I had to fight off all of those humans that had you surrounded, How did you manage to get yourself into that mess?†“I did not get myself in that. It was you.†“Regrettably, Yes. But you personally, are none of my concern at the moment. I had underestimated the humans capabilities. They had taken blood samples from both you and Caitlin, Your ‘subordinate’ wolf. Yes. She has a name. As do I, And you do too. But away from that, The humans now have almost as much strength as we do. They can use our Werewolf blood, and infuse it with their own, And we will no longer me unmatched in power. And who knows what else they could do… But on the better side of this, They took blood from You and Caitlin. You are both weak, new werewolves, They do not have our full strength, But one huge step closer.†He had continued talking, Until he was cut off by a nearby human, Who sounded to be in great pain. “Alright, Five of the who-knows how many humans you bit last night were gathered up and put here in this part of the forest, There is a clearing in the trees directly above them. The Moon goddess will complete their change… You do know about the Greek lunar goddess, Artemis, do you not? Goddess of the moon, Who also became goddess over hunting, And wildlife animals. If it were not for her, Werewolves would be entirely different creatures… Come follow me, We’ll watch your children grow from their weak states.†I had nothing wrong with this, So I did as I was told, And followed the still unidentified wolf, to a large, circular clearing in the forest. There, were three humans on the ground, who appeared to still be unconscious, While One human was standing in the middle of the clearing, Desperately looking around for a way out of the endless forest, That didn’t have a werewolf blocking the way. “That human is trying to escape. If he tries hard enough, Just let him go before he hurts something. In the mean time, The more fear, The better a show it is to watch…†He eyed me deviously, with a strange look in his eyes. “All that you an I have to do, is make sure he stays in one place. Do not let him leave that forestry clearing. Our goddess, Artemis, Will take care of the rest.†“Artemis?†“Greek goddess of ferality, hunting, wild creatures, The moon. Putting that in short, She is the essence of werewolves, She is what makes us whole. She changes pathetic humans into our wolf shapes. On undefined times, or whenever she pleases, she will appear as a physical wolf as you and I, A rare, ‘formal’ and significant event. She appears where she wants to. She favors unpopulated idle areas, Places like this. The night of my changing was one of the nights of her appearing.†I was silent for a moment. “Might I ask, What is your name?†“Michael. What is yours…?†My eyes widened. “Mike? As in, Lisa the Midget?†“Brandon?! As in, The Texan-Canadian hybrid?†“That’s me.†“So we meet again… It’s been so long since I last saw you, you were, what, 15? Wow…†“What brings you up in North Dakota?†Mike fell silent for a moment. “I… cant remember that…†We were interrupted by a human grunting in pain, In the middle of the clearing, Hunched over in pain, as familiar symptoms were occurring in the humans body. It writhed and twitched is pain as it went through a series of sensations, As its once rather hairless body was slowly engulfed in thick wolf fur. I watched, And as Mike had told me, It was very satisfying to see ones victim go through this change. I felt much more invigorated, More energetic, Stronger… It was a feeling like no other. “Yes, Biting a human and watching their change is not only satisfying, But it stimulates your senses, You become even more of a werewolf. You progress more toward perfection. If you keep this pace up, We may become of equal strength.†“I’m a year older and about 2 feet taller! And now you are the superior?†He gave me an incredulous look. “Height and age have nothing to do with superiority. With opinions like that, You only go down.†I ignored his comment, And watched as the human’s transformation had completed, They let out a loud howl that echoed through the forests. I felt as if I was somewhat bigger? I thought nothing of it, And if my dark mind were capable of it, I’m sure that I would have smiled as the new Werewolf walked over to me.

[i'm working on the nineteenth and Last chapter of this part of the story. Imma make sequels some other time. -sniffles- The ending be sad. ._.]

[i do a jig. n_n]

Its getting worse. Marvin isnt doing as much as you think.

Being Hogtied is having ALL FOUR limbs tied together, either in front or back. Not very comfortable, i imagine. He could read it and figure it out, sure, but not do anything about it.

Not some cheap replica at a Rennaisance festival or something. The real one that Link used. >.>