Grabbing his duffel bag, Scott left the house after waving goodbye to his mom. He hadn't told his family about his new.....condition yet and he hoped to god that it never comes time to reveal what he had become. He shivered remembering the first time he transformed. The pain, the heat, the feeling of absolute power that came with the change that time was something he could never forget until morning came then he changed back into his human form and was alone in the middle of the woods in his birthday suit.
That what the duffel bag was for as he packed plenty of spare clothing, a compass, a piece of incense, a portable phone charger, and mountain ash as precaution if his transformation gets out of hand.
Walking out to the woods behind his neighborhood, he ran through the thick underbrush into a isolated clearing that was far away from civilization. This was the first place he transformed into a werewolf, so it was a special place for him to come out and be alone when his other half needed to be let out. He could already feel the moon humming, calling out to his bestial half as twilight crept over the forest. "Soon." Scott murmured and stripped off his clothes.
He stashed the duffel bag into a hollow tree as the change began to occur.
Scott growled. Literally growled as heat spread throughout his body then came the pain and he fell to the forest floor. It started with his bones as they cracked, broke, and reformed themselves into something not part of the human anatomy. His muscles tore themselves apart as they stretched, strengthened, and hardened into steel bands resembling muscle. His skin sprouted fur from every pore as it stretched and tore. Claws exploded from his fingers and toes as his transformation neared its end. Scott roared as his jaw stretched and razor sharp fangs burst from his gums with his head elongating into that of a wolf. Finally his transformation was complete and a great black beast with golden predatory eyes stood where the man known as Scott had been before.
It howled into the night. The joy in it unmistakable as every animal either fled or hid away from the terrifying creature that now prowled through the dark forest. The werewolf sprinted out of the forest, searching for its next meal.
As the beast vanished into the depths of the forests, a paranormal research club entered the outskirts of the forest. These students were from the nearby college investigating the strange howls that came from the forest during the full moon. The group was chattering with excitement as their leader, a rather nerdy guy with night-vision goggles and a camera called out the other four members.
"Alright ladies and gentleman, we the members of the Paranormal and Supernatural Discovery Club will finally capture real footage of the elusive beast of Trinity that stock these woods on the night of the full moon. I, Mike Jackson, shall lead the search for the beast," He had the camera pointed at himself for the introduction then panned out to other members. "with the help of my second-in-command, Stephanie Dresden" he zoomed onto a pretty redhead wearing large glasses. "Our tracker, John Oliver" he turned to the dark-hair young man with a bored look on his face. "Our benefactor, Mrs. Pitt" He swung the camera towards the only adult in the group (their driver too) and centered on a dark-haired women in her mid-thirties that was still waiting in the car. She waved as Mike swung the camera to the last and the most remarkable member of the group, a young blonde woman that was armed with a crossbow and a silver knife, "the only woman who has rejected more times than any other man, woman, and child on earth, Fiona Argent."
Fiona snorted at Mike's comment then he turned the camera back to himself, "We will be the first to dare trek these woods to find the source of recent string of animal mauling. Local police have been baffled as the beast seems to disappear without a trace and only appears on the night of the full moon." Mike clipped the camera to the side of his night vision goggles then announced "Now we shall begin the search for the Beast of Trinity."
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