Description: Shawn is pulled into a case with a girl claiming to be a were-wolf… where had he heard that one before?... she claims that a mass murder of other were-wolves was caused by the man currently hunting her. In helping the girl, Shawn is forced into her world and is running out of time to escape it.

A/N: I know this may seem a little odd, but I have had this story idea in my head since Halloween and just had to put it up. Hope you enjoy ^^

Prologue

Regina "Reggie" Hart walked through the door of her home after a long day of school; she threw her black and green back pack in the nearest living room chair and ran toward the stairs that lead to her bedroom sanctuary. Before she could take the first step up, her mother turned the corner from the kitchen, "And where do you think you're going young lady?" she asked sternly.

She cringed and turned to stare at her mother, "To my room, I have some stuff to do before I head to Melody's."

"I agree, the living room is a mess and I could use a hand with the laundry," her mother motioned toward a large pile of clean clothes on the couch.

Reggie groaned, "Mooooom… She's expecting me any minute!" she bellowed as she flailed her arms about dramatically.

"No excuses this time, every time I let you go to her house you leave without doing a thing, then I don't see you till Monday. I'm tired of you not pulling your weight," her mother preached.

Reggie rolled her eyes. She didn't have time for frivolous things such as chores, on any other day sure, but she was in a race against time and she had to go before something bad happened. Her nose twitched, the smell of Mexican rice fill her nostrils, she could smell it cook and… and burn, her mother was never a very good cook, she knew that her mother would be upset when she found out the rice had burned, it would give her plenty of time to escape to her room, pack, and escape out the window.

"Now Regina," her mother pointed at the pile of clothes once more. She had no choice but to comply with her mother's orders. She plopped down on the couch and grabbed the first article of clothing on the peak of the pile; she watched closely as her mother retreated back into the kitchen, the smell of burned rice billowed out of the kitchen in a cloud of smoke followed by a groan from her mother. Reggie quickly stood and ran up the stairs. She packed a small bag with a couple of warm shirts and pants, threw it over her shoulder, and climbed out her window. She was on the second story but that was no problem for her, she leapt off the edge of the roof and landed in a crouched position in the yard. She took off sprinting toward Melody's house at full speed.

Within five minutes she was knocking on the red door that belonged to her best friend, Melody Hammond. Melody's mom answered the door, "Oh hello Reggie," she said with a smile, she motioned for her to enter, "Melody's in her room."

"Thanks Mrs. H," she said as she waltzed inside and headed up the stairs to her friends room. The door was opened so she walked in to see Melody typing at the computer.

She looked relieved, "I was afraid you weren't going to make it, what took you so long?" she asked.

"Mom tried to have me do chores before I came, luckily I was able to get away because the rice she was making burned," Reggie explained.

Melody smiled, "Well I've told my mom to leave us alone… so you can go out and do that thing you do every month without suspicion."

"Thanks Mel," she said as she leaned down and gave her a hug. "I'll see you in the morning." She smiled and climbed out the window into cool October air. She jumped down like she had done at her house, and headed for the beach where she would meet up with the rest of her pack.

Before she could even see the ocean she could hear the waves break against the beach, she could smell the salt as the wind blew it toward her. She smiled a few more steps and she would be reunited with those that were like her: Coby, the self proclaimed "Alpha"; Annalee, the fastest; Tyreed, the strongest; Nolan, the gutsiest; Grace, the "prettiest"; there were several others with special talents, then there was herself, the smallest.

She was only a step or two away from a full view of the ocean when Nolan ran over the crest toward her, he looked panicked and scared. His breathing was heavy, "We have to get out of here," he said grabbing her arm as he ran past her. She was confused and frightened, but she let him drag her with him.

"Nolan! What's going on?" she asked as they ran. She turned to look behind them; a man was hot on their trail with what looked like a gun. Nolan pulled her around the corner of a building, then another, he pulled her around so many corners she lost track of which direction they had been running.

He pulled her behind a dumpster and held a finger over his mouth for her to be quiet. A moment later the man chasing them had rushed passed without stopping. Reggie caught his scent as he passed, then let out the breath she had been holding, "Tell me what's going on, where are the others?"

Nolan looked at her a moment before answering, "They're dead, all of them."

Reggie's heart stopped beating for what felt like several minutes, she had gone into shock, then she remembered that it was nearly impossible for them to die unless they were shot with silver bullets, "How is that possible?" she asked. "They can't be dead, they just can't be."

Nolan saw the shock in her eyes, "He's a hunter. Remember when Coby told us to be on our toes because he felt something was off? I think he was talking about this guy," he explained.

"Why didn't he get you?" she asked him, she stared into his eyes, his entrancing hazel eyes and waited for his reply.

"I was running late, that man was standing over their bodies as I got there," he explained. He looked up, "He's figured out we didn't keep going… he's coming back," they both began to panic. "We should split up, that way at least one of us will survive… and besides when the moon comes out we'll be able to get away easy." He smiled with a smile that usually made Reggie melt, but she could tell from this one that he was unsure weather either of them would survive.

The made their way from behind the dumpster and with a look that said good luck ran off in different directions.

Reggie's heart pounded in her chest, "I just need to make it to the woods," she thought to herself. She looked up at the glow of the sun in the distance, she had little time to wait for the sun to disappear completely and make way for the full moon to bring her more strength and the power to escape from the man chasing her. Her muscles, no matter how strong they were at the moment, were beginning to ache from the strain of running, oh how she wished the moon would appear.

She stole a glance behind her to check if the man had chosen her to follow; she grinned, he was no where in site, but she didn't stop running until she reached the edge of the woods. She leaned against the nearest tree and collapsed on the ground, her chest was cold and her muscles burned from the run. She closed her eyes and tried to breathe evenly, the cool autumn air caused the sweat on her skin to become cold, a cloud of warm air escaped her mouth every time she breathed out.

Her mind went toward Nolan; she wondered if he had also gotten away, if he was safe, she prayed that he was and that they would meet up at some point.

The light of the day was dimming by the second; her muscles tightened suddenly and a pain shot up her spine, she opened her eyes to see the faintest shape of a large round moon in the sky. She began to panic; she had been hoping to have a little more time to go further into the woods before she changed. She forced herself to stand and headed deeper into the thick of the trees to change away from prying human eyes. As she walked, her ears perked to the sound of foot steps getting closer, she turned around to see the man that had been chasing her, a gun aimed directly at her.

Going into over drive, she dashed deep into the woods. A shot was fired, bark from a nearby tree exploded in her face. She knew that she could get away, if only she would change faster. She could feel her joints rearranging themselves in her body, her back arched and her hands had begun to look more paw like; she was running on all fours now at top speed, her assailant was firing shot after shot at her, but by some miracle she dodged every one.

Reggie watched the last of the light from the sun disappear over the horizon, as the full extent of the moon gained power over the night sky, her speed increased ten fold, she nearly exploded into wolf form and dashed away from her chaser. Within minutes there were several miles between them.

The bag that held her clothes was still safely around her torso, she was glad the strap hadn't ripped and fallen to the ground with the rest of her attire. She wanted to try and find Nolan but the wolf was rowled up and had taken control for the night, she knew there was nothing she could do but wait. She also knew that the hunter would never give up in his search for her; that was his job, to hunt were-wolves and kill them. She needed help, but she couldn't go to the police about it, they would think she was crazy. No she had to go to someone skilled in the supernatural, someone … someone psychic!

She remembered reading in the paper about a Psychic detective that had solved cases about ghosts and mummies, they turned out to be hoaxes of course, but he had still taken the case. First thing after she changed back she was going to see the Psychic known as Shawn Spencer.