(4 Months Later)

"What's happening to him?" asked Ethan.

"I don't know," Aiden replied.

It's been sometime since the Stone Table incident. A lot was revealed, and one of those things was that Jennifer Blake had cloaked Deucalion's face so Danny would be confused. However, lately Danny has being changing, and not into a werewolf changing; he's more sly, which was unusual for him, but he was still the same. The only things that we've dealing with were the changes of his eyes, this new appetite to roam the forest, and the white claws that stretch from his nails. All these changes seem to keep happening randomly, but, Ethan and the others don't know why.

"I bet this has something to with that Moon Child thing," said Aiden. "Stiles has been wondering it all means."

"What is he becoming?" murmured Ethan, who sat outside he's and Danny's bedroom door. "Wait—I wonder does it have to do with that—"

"What?" gasped Aiden.

"That night when I told him he could move into the loft with us; he was talking in his sleep that same night."

"About what?"

"Something about a fox with nine-tails and how a black fox is coming after him."

"A white and black fox?" Aiden scratched his head.

"I know weird right?" Ethan pressed his chin against his knees as he wrapped his arms around his legs. "Danny is just Danny, and now he's…something."

"Maybe this is the reason Deucalion sent you after him," said Aiden, "because he knew that Danny was something important, and not in a way where he seemed like a threat."

"But what am I supposed to do," said Ethan, flinging his hands in an annoyed manner.

"Maybe you should—!"

Danny SCREAMED.

Ethan jumped to his feet and push the door wide open; his brother only a yard away.

"Ethan," muttered Aiden, "what's happening?"

"I…have…no…idea."

Danny was grasping his head as if he was trying to rip it off. "No! No! No!" Danny bellowed.

But the twins weren't frightened by this; it was his shadow. Like wild flailing whips, there were shadows dancing on the wall. They looked like tails—wild tails moving on the surface.

"She's coming," said Danny breathlessly, "she's coming."

Ethan ran to his side ignoring the tails and tried grabbing at Danny's hand. He was stronger…much stronger. Danny by reflex grabbed Ethan's wrist and threw him across the room.

"THE TRICKESTER!" Danny shouted. "She is the reason for this."

"Ethan, are you all right?" asked Aiden, who helped his brother up.

"I'm fine, but Danny—"

Danny ripped off his shirt and tried to rip off his skin. "I have to get out! I'm not strong enough to fight her alone!"

"Who Danny?" asked Ethan. "Who do you have to fight?"

"The girl—the girl—the one who needs no pack to fight. She will kill you all because of me," said Danny. "I have to leave this place or she will kill you all."

"Who Danny?!" exclaimed Ethan. "WHO THE HELL IS AFTER YOU!"

"The Black Fox," he whispered. "I have to get—MY EYES!" The once brown was now gray, and once gray was now like violet-crimson; his eyes were threatening but beautiful at the same time. Danny's claws were pearl-white. "It hurts!" shouted Danny.

Ethan rushed to his side and stretched out his hand to grasp Danny's; he used the werewolf ability to take some of the pain away, but when he did, it was not what he expected. From what was supposed to be black veins on Ethan arm they were white and illuminating. Ethan felt his body constrict as he said, "I never felt such pain, ugh."

The more Ethan tried to drain the worse he was becoming. It wasn't like feeling agony running through your body; it was like electricity forged with water coursing through a tiny pipe through Ethan's skin. It was wild and fierce. It wasn't pain…it was torture, suffering, and death.

"Ethan let go!" Aiden cried.

He pulled his brother off and Danny rolled off the bed….

"Danny?" whispered Ethan.

Silence has entered the room.

"Danny?" Ethan whispered again.

"Ethan, don't," said Aiden, keeping his brother from moving. "Do you hear that?"

"Blood boiling."

The twins rose up slowly only to see in plain sight with it' back arched was some kind of fox. It was all white with nine-tails and with the gentlest violet-crimson eyes. It was Danny.

"Is that Danny?" said Aiden.

"Danny?" murmured Ethan. "It's me…Ethan. You remember me, right?"

The nine-tail fox stared at him with connection but also fear.

"I will never hurt you," said Ethan. "Everything will be all right."

"Ethan," said Aiden—

The fox jolted its head over to Aiden and growled a gurgling growl. One of its tail flourished across the room whipping Aiden through the door, crashing him out onto the hallway.

"AID!" shouted Ethan.

The fox hissed at Ethan as it pounced onto the bed; its tails once again dancing through the air making a shadow that was only a shadow moments ago.

"Danny…I know you're in there somewhere. Just calm down."

The fox hissed and with great speed it jumped off the bed and through a nearby window that was many stories high. Ethan ran to the shattered frame as he saw Danny leaping away from building to building like some angelic spirit.

"…What are you…?"