Chapter Four
Ah yes, Valentine's Day. A time for couples to come out, lovers to run off together, and the losers of the school populace to sigh at yet another year of complete rejection and empty hearts.
The boy grinned, a look far too cruel for comfort; teeth a little too long, eyes a little too wild. Wild and red, to be exact. Axel chuckled, leaning out of the inn window. For the first time, it seemed that he would be enjoying this pathetic Hallmark holiday.
He'd leave the Five behind tonight. Puppies, he scoffed. Scaring people was all fun and games, but he wanted more. He needed more. He wanted to prowl, to stalk, and then to pounce.
He wanted blood.
The eyes deepened to crimson, and he stretched his body in sweet ecstasy as lust of the Change flowed through him. Patience. He twisted; his spine crackled sickeningly, and he fairly leapt out of the window, feet doing a jittery dance remarkably like Ulf's. Perhaps the brat was rubbing off on him. Too much time spent with adoring children that would follow his every whim, like that girl – Vivian? Since when did he have difficulty remembering those he'd grown up with? Since when had he loathed them? Axel shook his head with a growl. This time was his own.
Stripping off his clothes and tossing them carelessly to the side, he quickly Changed to his fur and allowed himself a berserker run of the grounds, fairly shaking with excitement and bloodlust. There was still time to compose himself before the dance, but for now, there was only the chaotic need to break free. He was different. He was loup-garou. He was wild, untamed, seductive danger.
He howled to the moon; the violent, blood red moon.
There will be death tonight.
A/N: I haven't written anything in ages, and I'm not pleased with this. I began writing it while angry at my family, but now I'm just angry with myself. I haven't written anything worth the time I spent on it in... months. Not since last year, I'm sure. The two pieces I posted in March I also don't like. Well, the FFX one, at least, but I've never written for that fandom before, and it was done during BP class. Now I'm rambling. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this more than me. Ugh. I need caffeine. And a therapist.
Artist listened to while writing: Avenged Sevenfold.