Werewolf Maybe: A Narrative Fiction

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‘I’ve been feeling weird all day.’ Shawn thought while lying down on the hospital bed fully awake. Upon hearing a sound, Shawn’s head shot up. ‘Sounds like someone’s coming, wait, it sounds like more than one person. I’m counting two. Huh, that’s weird, it’s 3:30 in the morning and the nurse already went through here on her rounds half an hour ago, strange.’ Shawn mused surprised. The footsteps were coming closer to his room so Shawn closed his eyes feigning sleep. “He’s not asleep,” Said a gravely male voice which caused Shawn’s heart to skip a beat. “Look at his heart monitor, Lilith; it proves he is awake.” The man said. Shawn heard light feminine footsteps get closer to his bed and a hand grabbed his chin by one hand and a slightly damp rag was placed over his nose and mouth by the other. Shawn’s eyes snapped open and he saw a young woman with slightly crazed blue eyes and a large just as crazy grin holding the damp rag over his mouth. Shawn started to struggle but soon his struggles weakened and he slipped into darkness. Shawn was startled awake by the sound of two men talking to each other. Neither of the voices were the same as the one he heard before. “He’s waking up,” Said one of the men whose voice was hoarse. Then the man started laughing. It wasn’t a pleasant and happy laugh. This laugh promised pain, lots and lots of pain. Shawn shuddered fearfully before he was grabbed by the neck painfully. The other man was the one who had grabbed him for Shawn heard that horrific laugh again from right in front of him. “Yeah, Jeff he is awake,” The man who grabbed him sneered before pushing Shawn onto the ground. “Boss didn’t say he had to be in good condition when he arrives Don” The man with the evil laugh, Jeff said. Shawn felt... ... middle of paper ... ... coming up to Shawn and Christy. One was a white wolf with a black splotch of fur on its left ear. The other was a black wolf with a white splotch of fur on its right ear. (He smells like wolf but looks like one of those beings. We cannot harm one of us.) The white wolf said to its companion. The black wolf seemed to scowl at the other wolf. (He is not one of us Teranis. He looks human, so he must be human.) The black wolf responded snidely. (Do not deny his scent brother. He smells like us. The only human I can smell is the child. The laws state that we cannot harm a fellow wolf, Ferangal. Also, we took an oath not to harm a child even if it is human when we became forest guardians.) Teranis said to his brother patiently. Ferangal huffed in annoyance but nodded his assent. (Fine brother, we shall keep watch as they are still unconscious.) The black wolf growled.

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