Full Moon Saga Part 1.

I opened the door and a cold blast of win greeted me with an aggressive howl. I proceeded to step out with my dog firmly attached to her leash. it was time for me to go to bed, which meant it was time for her to go out for the last time today. I stepped onto the porch and noticed the full moon, how bright it was, how absolutely everything was visible under its eerie glow. I walked down the steps of my front porch and proceeded to walk around my house to the backyard, were my dog did her business. Immediately after she stepped off the porch, she caught a whiff of something, an animal I guessed by the way her fur was raised on the back of her neck. She darted around the trail of scent she could identify, running back and forth and side to side trying to find the mysterious source of the scent. We walked along the brightly lit trail; I gave thanks to the moon for not making me turn on my outside lights and laughed lightly to myself.




We reached the back of my house, and she looked up, and sniffed loudly and just as quickly as she had found the scent, she darted away from me pulling the leash out of my hand. She ran to the back of the property, and as fast as she could run from side to side of the clearing I call my back yard. She sniffed at the ground again, and just as I ran to her and got the leash in my hands (no more one handed leash holding for me) a loud crack came out of the woods. It was getting close to winter and frost was forming earlier and earlier every night, so I just thought it was a normal branch breaking from the frost. My dog immediately started to bark, loudly, and tried to get away from me.

'Come on you silly pup, it’s just the cold.' I told her.

crack

another branch broke in the forest and my dog quieted down, and started to whimper softly. time to go inside I thought to myself.

crack. another branch, but this one was closer than the first two. my dog started to shake and I tried to pull her towards the front of the house but she wouldn’t budge, as if she was frozen in place.

crack

this time the sound came from slightly to our left, and my dog immediately start to pee. well it’s about time I thought and started towards the house again, half dragging her with me. Then I knew what she was whimpering about, and I knew what she smelt. from close by, a wolf (or maybe coyote I wasn’t too sure) started to howl. By close I didn’t mean I heard it off in the distance, this animal was maybe about 50 feet out to my left in the thick brush.



My dog took off before the howl was even over, like a spell had suddenly been broken. she tore out of my hands again and ran to the front. Freaking out I decided to follow her as fast as I could to the front door. the animal came crashing through the woods after me (at least I thought it was after me) and I sped up even more, pumping my legs like I don’t think I ever have before. I finally made it to the front door just as I heard this animal break through the tree line and onto my property. I locked the door, and ran to every lockable door and window in my house. then I went upstairs into my room and turned off the lights. I found my dog hiding underneath the bed. I tried to console her. and I realized just how silly I was being. I started to laugh, and turned on my room light and went back to consoling my dog, when I noticed a wet spot near her lower body, she had peed again. she must be absolutely terrified I guess. I laughed again to myself thinking about how I had probably been pretty close to pissing myself.



BANG BANG BANG

The animal was at my door, how could it make such a huge noise? I realized if it kept that up, it might break down the door. I ran to my walk in closet and pulled out my hunting shotgun, and then ran down to the stairs, it was still banging away, right up until I stood facing the door on my landing, it seemed to stop only then. after a few moments I started back up the stairs thinking it had gone away, but just as I did it started again. I stood again facing the door, the now soundless door and waited. I could hear it walking around on my porch its feet making distinct animal paw noises. it was growling too, a low, long, menacing growl. as I listened I realized it was pacing, waiting. I started to shake with fear, and sat down, deciding I could get a clearer shot if I was more stable. after a few seconds, it started to hit the door again, lightly as if trying to remind me it was still there. oh, I knew it was there all right. It was hitting the door at regular intervals. teasing me I thought calmly. I brought the shotgun to bear, and pumped it. as soon as I did the door and the porch were silent, no more noises. It must have known I meant business.

Seconds passes, then minutes, and still nothing. im being so rediculous i thought, but then again, that thing chased me, and pounded on my door. I stood up and walked slowly with my gun still raised to the door, i looked out the window and nothing was there, but i saw claw marks on the porch. i turned around and headed back upstairs.

crash

that was my glass door! it was inside the house! i reached the top of the stairs and sat there shaking and waiting for it to come out. waiting for it to come up the stairs.
"I'm up here!" i yelled out.
It came running towards my voice, and slowly started up the stairs to the landing. i saw its front paw, long, covered in sleek black fur, its claws were inches long, and the more i saw of its arm, i realized this was not a wolf or a coyote... now its second paw was visible. i was shaking like mad, what in the hell was this thing?
then came the head, long muzzle, teeth already barred. Those eyes...they were black. it turned to look at me and growled...i was on the verge of screaming, just looking at it made me want to scream. i shot. with the speed of lightning it moved out of the way, and as i cocked the gun, it jumped out, and started to run up the stairs at me, i had maybe seconds before i could feel its teeth against my neck, it hit the gun out of my hands, and slashed me across the stomach. i felt my blood course out over me spilling down onto the floor. i was now on my back, unable to even scream. this thing above me, biting me, tearing into me. this was my death.

My dog came barking mad out the bedroom door, and stood facing this creature. my dog jumped at it, biting its neck. the creature screamed and ripped my dog off throwing her against the wall. my dog got up, injured and bit its throat again, this time causing it to bleed everywhere. some of its blood started to drip onto me, and i realized it was black. as the two fo them fought, i got up, and crawled into my room. i threw my hands underneath my mattress, and pulled out a knife. my dog couldnt hold it off for long, that much was obvious, but as this thing would come for me, i would plunge this knife into its heart. hopefully killing it. i heard a large thunk and i knew it was my dog, god rest her, trying to save me.
"You son of a bitch, you motherfucking piece of shit come get me!" i screamed tears sprawling down my face. it came for me alright, i lay there knife at my side ready to plunge it into this things heart. it leapt at me, and i took my opportunity, i streatched out my arm as its body got near mine, and i saw the knife sink into its flesh, it howled like nothing ive ever heard before. its flesh started to burn, peel off of its body. it limped away and fell down the stairs. i felt something inside of me, pride? no this was a physical thing, it was starting to hurt, right whereever it slashed and bit me. i then noticed the bleeding had stopped and my wounds had begun to heal.

i looked down the stairs at the wimpering body of the creature, and before my eyes, it started to change, most of its fur and flesh were all around it, and i saw pink skin everywhere, it shrunk too. now it had a face, a human face. i looked on at this horror and all i could muster to say or think was.
"werewolf."

Do you mean it?

Be prepared, dont be scared
its just a new nightmare
im scared of loss, dont be cross
for this youve got a flare

your blood is dark
your wounds are deep
but that wont stop you will it?

This aint no park
i dont get sleep
unless i have a fit.

things have changed
wont be the same
not ever again.

your deranged
your not to blame
but ive just lost a friend.

this is hard, way too hard
that memory to discard.
its not replaced just an association
with a weak stomach and a nauseous negotiation.

i didnt sleep, i was scared.
you'd be gone
so in that room i didnt share.
you had the couch and i just watched was that wrong?

were both so far away.
like watching a play
your on the stage and i
am in the audience watching you walk by.