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Dead Wolf Walking, Ch. 1At twenty years old, Rudi Wolfe stood five feet, seven inches on a lean, naturally tanned body, with shoulder length dirty blonde hair and striking blue eyes that turned amber towards the pupil. Her facial features were often described as elfish in some aspects, but she saw herself as canine more than anything, despite what people said about her delicate features. She held a job as a dog groomer, the only job she could stand to take. Dogs loved her, and she loved dogs just as much.
Her home, a dainty little shack in the outskirts of a northern California town called Wolfs Run, was where she spent most of her time if she was not working or out in the woods. She had no neighbors for a mile, and in general, her life was relatively quiet. It had to be, for Rudi feared if she did anything but be quiet, someone would pick up on her secret.
Her secret was what had killed her family seven years ago. If they hadnt been spotted savagely tearing in
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Gunshots resonated through the forest, like calls of death. It was all she could do to keep running, listening to the yelps of her falling family members as they were brought down one by one. Her brother ran alongside her, eyes focusing ahead, drawn with fear. The pounding of the horses hooves gradually grew louder and louder, until they were right behind the wolves. She could hear the laughs of the hunters, and the cocking of the guns as they were readied to be fired. She pushed herself beyond her limits, dashing to the left into a thick growth of bushes and out of the range of the gunfire. One of the hunters pursued after her, firing blindly into the thicket and missing each time. She continued moving through the growth, pushing onward and away from the hunters, as the remainder of her family was s
As The Moon Falls, Part FourThe sun was setting, and the moon was due to rise soon. Aleina and Joe drove to the area of woods they had explored yesterday. Yes, they didnt really have a plan. Yes, they were both nervous. And yes, Aleina had absolutely no idea why she was about to go into battle against a crazy werewolf. But she wasnt comprehending anything at the moment. All she could do was focus on driving, and keeping one hand on the gun.
They had decided during they day that they would merely hunt the werewolf down. For Joe, hunt meant stalking the rogue and killing him the second he had a chance. To Aleina, hunt meant following a werewolf into battle against another werewolf, armed with only a gun full of silver bullets. She was only kidding herself. She knew this was an idiotic thing for her to do. Joe could take down this other werewolf with no problem.
On the other hand, Joe was confident he knew what he was doing. But he couldnt think straight as it was. He could feel the pull
Ketrino's BDay SurpriseIt was Ketrino's birthday. She was spending Spring Break in Texas, visiting her mom and not doing much. She had just gotten back from buying packs of Yu-Gi-Oh! and Pokémon cards from 7-11. What could she say? DORK. When she returned home, she heard her mom's three dogs barking frantically in the house. What the hell was their problem THIS time? Groaning, Ketrino barged into the house, yelling at the dogs to shut up. She waltzed into the kitchen, figuring there were squirels or something in the backyard teasing them.
"What the hell?! PROWL?!"
Ketrino stared in shock at the awesome and uberly cool Transformer standing in her kitchen.
"WHAT THE SLAG ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!"
"Hey! How did you get in? How can you even fit in here?"
"Ya know what? I'm going to go into my room and open all the packs of cards I bought. When I come out again, you better be gone."
"That picture your friend drew for you..."
"The one w
Creemeh's Escape Part 2"Um...I thought you lived in St. Louis."
"I thought wolves couldn't talk."
Ketrino and Creemeh stared at each other. Instead of stepping out into the middle of the town, they had stepped out where Ketrino used to live, in the middle of the woods in the Missouri Ozarks. Both wolves cocked their heads.
"Wow, this is effed up." Creemeh said, sitting down to scratch behind her ears. "Whoa! I got such a great scratching range!"
"Um...that's great. So...dubya tee ef do we do now?" Ketrino looked to the woods.
"Wait...we're wolves. Can we be human?"
"My guess is no." Ketrino replied flatly. "We turned into these forms against our will. So the only logical thing to do is run into the woods and never come back!"
"Um...isn't that what we shouldn't do? Shouldn't we try to get your parents to understand that we turned into wolves and that everything will be fine-"
"Creemeh, you flew out of my computer screen. We turned into wolves...and I got wings too...and I live in St. Louis, but we walk
Creemeh's Escape Part 1Creemeh's Great Escape: A Trade
Ketrino: Why are you still in Kansas? It's flat and stoopid.
Creemy: I know! So flat! D:
Ketrino: Wouldn't you rather be in Missoureh?
That's how it happened. One boring day, Creemeh (AKA Creemy) was talking with her uber cool and uber crazy friend Ketrino via YIM. Just another boring Kansas day...OR WAS IT?!
CREEMEH'S GREAT ESCAPE...FROM KANSAS!
At that moment in incredibly boring time, weird and funky forces that silly teenagers (Creemeh) and silly teens who don't like to be called teenagers (Ketrino) can't comprehend began to work...as Creemeh sat at her computer typing, pondering what life would be like with Ketrino, the moniter blinked out.
Then an incredable flash of light and...
"What the heck? Oh crap! It's like Digimon! I'M BEING SUCKED INTO THE DIGITAL WORLD!!!!!!"
Seconds later, the flash transfered to Ketrino's Crappy PC 2000. Ketrino stared at the flash f
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