Chapter 13 - ReflectionsWednesday, September 13th, 2011
Moon Phase – Waning Gibbous
The following morning, Alex woke to his bones and muscles still feeling sore from the reverse shift; his calves and ribs the worst among that. He expected his enhanced healing to alleviate those feelings at some point, but he’d been though similar stints before. Hours of continuous skating and bailing being the cause for that.
Bailey was up right along with him, heading to his parents’ bedroom door soon after and staring at the doorknob. Seeing his dog turn his head his direction as he came close, Alex rubbed Bailey’ head between the ears and followed him outside. Like the day before, outside it was still a bit cold.
With only a T-shirt and shorts on, he was soon shivering as he stood outside. “Brr. Guess that fur had some uses.” As that thought went through his head, Alex quickly remembered the bag of shed fur he had tossed out the prior day. His folks hadn’t aske
Chapter 12 - Human Once AgainTuesday, September 13th, 2011
Moon Phase – Waning Gibbous
As Alex slept, he didn’t dream. When he awoke the next day, he tried to see if anything had changed without opening his eyes. His olfactory senses were still strong as ever and his head still had the fur coating and his massive wolf ears. At this point, it felt hopeless to even imagine leaving this form, but as the sickening thought of forever living as a wolf started to come back, Alex could feel a slight tightening in his chest and shoulders.
Reaching for his chest in response, he felt his fur and to his surprise his claws were gone. His paws were still there, but the claws had retracted, leaving the tips of his fingers numb. The feeling of tightening hit him once again, this time further down his chest to his stomach and it was spreading out to his arms and legs as well. His heart was beating faster in response and he choked back a tear. He was changing back, slowly but surely.
Bracing himself for any sud
Chapter 10 - What Does It Mean...Sunday, September 11th, 2011
Moon Phase Waxing Gibbous
A sudden and very deep growling in his chest then broke the silence of the room. His stomach felt drained of every bit of food he had eaten for the day, liquids included. So much so that it felt like he hadn't eaten for almost ten hours, if not more, and skated on that empty stomach. Grasping his abdomen, Alex closed the curtains, which made the house so dark he could barely see if not for his now enhanced eyesight. Making his way to the kitchen, he went for the snack cabinets to try and find something he could munch on.
The lack of choice left him with some crackers and fruit bars, the latter ones he went for first. Sinking his teeth into one of the apple bars, and feeling just how powerful his jaws had become, he scarfed the bar down within seconds. Then another was gone until the box was empty of all three left in the package. They hadn't fully satisfied him and his stomach growled again. Thinking it was the physical dema
Secret Santa Prompt - Dragons and DinersJanuary 1st, 2012
Jasper, Arkansas – Inside a local highway restaurant
“How did I not notice him before now?” That was the question I asked myself as the young man of 22 came up to me. His blonde hair was well kempt, even if his jacket and jeans were not. His breath, as weak as it might have been, smelled of weak alcohol. The kind the humans use to make their mouths smell less ‘nasty’, but it didn’t disguise the smell of caffeine or meat.
The look on his face however…nothing but stoicism. If not intrigue.
“Excuse me.” He said to me.
“Can I help you?” I said these words loudly as if he was annoying me. In a way he was, but he had done nothing so far.
For a second, the man didn’t speak. “I was wondering if I could talk to you for a minute.”
“You do not know me, sir. And I don’t know you.”
“You think you don’t know me,” I don
Hunter (DarkiplierXReader) PreviewYou walked the halls of S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters, you were ecstatic when you found out they were going to put up a ghost hunter branch.
You had always been interested in ghosts and hauntings, it wasn't until you found a few people who enjoyed ghost hunting that you made your own small business.
You contended with every type of apparition possible, anything from ghosts of long dead people to something short of demons.
Your clients would always thank you whenever you would take care of their problem, you didn't do all the shabang like most ghost hunters, you would communicate with a ghost, and make a deal with it for it to either go someplace else, or to finally rest in peace.
You walked into your bosses office, he is about average height and just a bit above average weight, he had dark brown hair that he slicked back just enough to look nice.
"Good morning Haman, I heard you had a new report?" You asked, he turned to you from looking out of the window, "Oh yes I did." He replied as he w
MordecaiMr Kettering, a stout stubble faced man of thirty, stood hand poised ready to knock. Before him loomed an ominous ebony door, polished and illuminated by the striking glare of a nearby lamppost, it's gaseous flame flickered nonchalant. A confetti of snow had begun to collect over Mr Kettering's lacklustre brown jacket. He shuffled his thick soled boots. The cold was nipping his cheeks in a petty manner as is the wont of a premature snowstorm. Mr Kettering raised his knuckles again. Hesitant he rapped a couple of times. Silence. The wind around him howled. Behind him a merry threesome swayed to and fro up a long pavement. Listening to them as they cajoled. He assumed that they were on a return trip home or were just navigating towards their next drinking hole.
After a time the ominous door creaked open. Mr Kettering stepped through. No one was there. No servant to greet him. No master of the house to inquire of his business. A simple straight forward hall. A cubby hole of a hall. Mr Ket
The Haunted Mansion: Dracula WG - FinalChapter 4
Dracula was running away from the Hellsing Manor to get away from the insane spirits. He was filled with enormous rage. He bounced in the sky and soared at a fast speed. He was pissed off because after realizing Hellsing locked him in his mansion for the spirits to slow him down so he would be useless against Vincent when he came back to finish him. It resulted him to be totally fat and slow. That proved to be a big no-no, and Drac was more furious than Satan. So yeah, Vincent was screwed beyond death.
What made it so humiliating that Dracula was deprived of his food source for weeks and ate nothing but human food. His gut was groaning from stomach pains like a lion being ignored for fresh meat. It was severe enough that it caused the vampire to go into a slight trance of savagery. He hovered over a house near a window to find a young woman sleeping. Drac quietly opened the door, and so comically, he squeezed in with ease (almost). He approached the girl was very pretty with
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