Werewolf Revelations
Chpt 1 dawning of a new era
In the lab party is taking place.
The room was hush with excitement, a crowd of people still as statues. And not an eye did stray from where a shackled beast stood dripping in bright red crimson, but only a pair of eyes did stare back. They were dark and beady like a hellish fire was burning within them. The pupils rapidly dilating as if they were in the grip of madness. Eyes so demented they would make a brave man scream and a fearless one run. They were truly the eyes of a werewolf.
The staring only lasted for a few seconds longer, before the scientists started to snap out of their trances one by one. Silent whispers rose beyond whispers to casual talking to a full blown party, as the many scientists that had worked year after year on this single project came to grips with the reality that they had finally finished their work and their spoils lay directly before them.
With a slap to the back I finally snapped out of my own little trance shaking my head slightly as if to make sure my eyes were working right. I stole one last glance at the werewolf before I turned my gaze to my laughing coworkers as they started to party. Bottles of wine were opened and glasses were brought forth. As wine was spilled on the floor from the hasty attempts made by scientists as they poured and passed out glasses to everyone in the room. I stole a look at the bottle and found some fancy looking writing on it, and a 20 % alcohol rating scrawled across the bottom a clear violation of standard lab procedures.
Turning around I saw my friend who had waited patiently behind me smile. He was a tall man 6 '3 feet tall with a thick red shaggy beard but more gentle then any man I had known. Kind and passionate about his work he was the one in fact who got me my job at the lab.
"Hey look who finally came to grips with the reality." he said with a smile. I started to tell him just how I felt about being laughed at for doubting what I saw with a werewolf in the room when he said. "Ah don't worry were all still trying to come to grips with it ourselves." He reached out and snagged a glass of wine from my roommate Justin a nice green eyed fellow who simply rolled his eyes as Stolon held the newly liberated glass out to me "but a drink helps." He grinned his cheeks turning a shade of red you could only see in someone with Irish blood as thick as him.
Laughing I said "I bet it would, Stolon, but I still got to file these final reports and run a few diag-" I was cut off by a low booming groan coming from the tall Irish man just in front of me with a clear look of displeasure on his face. "Tell you what" He started "you go and file your reports but as soon as you get back I'm taking you out to the nearest bar for a growler" I started to protest but, he cut me off again "two if you complain."
Knowing it was futile effort I said "fine." then walked over to the desk were a few scattered reports lay on the table lazily thrown down. I quickly reorganized the papers into a neat little stack. Then picked them up and walked to the door turning around I gave the place a quick glance over. People were talking to each other slightly buzzed while others were just sitting down on the sparse furniture that littered the lab room staring off into space. Stolon was off making some sour joke that got a few groans and chuckles from the people that heard it. Everyone and everything seemed to be alive buzzing with excitement. Everyone but the wolf.
It was shackled in huge chains inside a massively charged electric box that was 8 feet tall the brown wolf had to hunch as it stood on its back two feet in the cage. Its dark eyes slowly scanning the crowd with the anger and resentment only a caged animal could have. It's eyes scanned over the room, stopped, and then slowly moved so they stared in to my eyes unblinking and unfeeling. A feeling of unease crept over me as we locked eyes. I couldn't take it and before long I was bolting through the exit door all too happy to escape the room.
Walking from the room I made it my goal to put as much distance between me and that room as possible. Files in hand I made my way to my office. It was a small 12 by 12 foot square room with a 9 foot ceiling. Near the far wall sat my desk facing a wall with too many posters to count. The desk held one 20 inch LCD monitor screen sitting on the flattened computer cased shape of the computer. It had the pictures of a happy family slide showing across as the computer screen saver.
Looking over to the left of the desk was a little filing cabinet I had come so used to over the years at this job. Setting the files down on my desk I turned around and closed the door, laughing to myself as I did so. 'I could be the last one on this earth and I would still never have enough privacy to satisfy me' I thought to myself.
Turning around again I strode back to the desk and picked the first file from the stack. Reading over the first line it said 'The overly aggressive psychosis of the wolf serum results in addictive behaviors as well as strange side effects' I chuckled to myself. I wonder if those side effects consist of ripping 'out of your skin and turning into an 8'6 foot tall hulking man beast. Thinking back to the room and the monster within it the joke seemed to lose its appeal as well as make my blood run cold. As I snapped the file shut I heard a high pitch noise just barely audible it was long and drawn out. Shrugging I opened filing cabinets second lowest drawer and put it under 'theories and thoughts.' picking up the next file I read the title addictions. reading the first paragraph over out of curiosity I saw it was about the ways the virus could be spared direct injection was the only actual means of transfer but, it kept talking about saliva and the possibility of the virus becoming strong enough in the salivation glands to possibly pass infection. I closed the file again and put it in its prospective spot.
Reaching for the next file I read its first line antidote. Skimming over the basics of the file I started to seem like there was a cure for the serum incase a test or something got out of control. I was nearing the part about possible cures when I heard a scream just outside my room my attention shot to the door just in time to see a dark shape lunging behind the blurry glass. There was a thump and then silence. I stood at filing cabinet frozen in fear.
From beyond the door I heard light snapping and a few wet noises like watermelon being smashed. My heart beat accelerated well past the normal speed and my breath became nonexistent. I stood not daring to move a muscle not even thinking of flinching. Then a new sound started it came in short bursts like an eraser slowly inching its way across the black board slowly getting quieter and more distant with every burst and then, it stopped.
As if the stop of this sound set me free of my paralysis I through the file back on the desk then lunged over to my desk quickly making it to the bottom drawer I pulled it open as quickly as I could without making any noise inside was a case a slick black mini brief case I had snuck past security so long ago. I grabbed it out and put it in my lap quickly doing up the code and undoing the latch. Inside was a fully loaded 'Judge' a two shot shotgun pistol.
Picking it up I weighed it in my hand it felt awkward to hold a gun after so many years from the range. putting down the brief case I walked to the door holding the gun in my best one handed grip I put my other hand on the door knob. Slowly taking a few deep breaths to calm myself down I whispered to myself. "Its okay it's probably nothing just a..." I thought for a second before I came up with an answer "Hooligan, just some rotten kid that had managed to get inside our building" slowly opening the door I pointed the gun opposite of where the shadow had lunged behind the door. As I looked down the hallway I nearly shit myself as a nightmare came true all there was a massive puddle of blood. I nearly shut the door right then and there but something told me to stay.
Creeping out of the doorway I begin a swift walk back to the lab room. As I went I saw more and more blood splattered about near the lab room. Every shadow became a demon, every sound a blood thirsty attacker. As I turned the final corner to the lab room I saw one of the two massive Steele plate doors had been hurled from its bolted hinges against the wall opposite it. "Guys" I squeaked "are you there." nothing was the only response that I heard. I inched my way to the door what lay inside was still hidden from my eyes though. I slowly inched my way forward little by little I inched towards the door way where only minutes ago my friends had been partying getting drunk all in celebration of the...
I gulped as I neared the archway entrance to the lab. I stopped before the lab was revealed to dreading what I would see gruesome pictures flashing before my eyes hellish thoughts of what would be in store for me if I was stranded in here alone and by myself. Shuddering I steadied myself and counted in my head. 5, be ready 4 you can do this 3 don't run 2 be ready to fire 1 go!
Nothing could have prepared me for the gruesome sight that lay within. The blood spattered room had not one inch that wasn't painted a crimson red. Organs littered the floor with intestines stretched across it to tangle around hearts with blood still dripping from the veins that had been pulled out with it. While kidneys were a top crushed gray matter as if it were some Italian dish. Hands gripping each other in fear so tight the skin on the knuckles had torn apart leaving glistening white bone covered in speckles of red from the blood that had spurted from the wrist that had been snapped clean off from its owner. while skulls with rib boned faces to diced up to recognize oozed gray matter through the sockets that had their eyes either punched out or hanging from the sockets by the thin strands of nervous tissue still intact.
Whispering I said "what have we done."
Running to escape lab room meet first intelligent werewolf. Escape the building
I stumbled from the room and fell against the far wall. Shaking as my body was racked with spasms. Feeling bile rise too my throat I doubled over and convulsed on to the floor. Laying there I allowed my thoughts to wander for a few minutes thinking back to all those people in the room there were at least 25 in lab coats, and 50 more... were my coworkers I thought. Feeling a tear run down my cheek I tilted my head up allowing my mouth to gape slightly. My eyes felt as if they were glazing over when a thought hit me. It's still here.
Moving my gaze from the ceiling down to either end of the hallway I looked as if expecting the monster would appear at any moment to rip me limb from limb as it had done to the others.
My shifting gaze stopped on the elevator sign pointing me down the blood streaked hallway that ended with a sign pointing to the left with the promise of an elevator. I felt my heart start to beat as its pulse rose. My mind clearing as my focus set itself on the sign. I didn't even feel myself rise but figured I had to have as my gaze reached eye level of the sign at the end of the hallway.
My body started to lurch towards the door. Every step I felt my body spasm from some new area as my subconscious apparently tried to grasp the concept of what I had seen. The sign seemed to grow larger as every step I took brought me closer to my goal. My joints seemed to creek with every step as I passed the 10 foot mark from the corner of the hallway, my joints groaned in protest. I stumbled the last few feet catching myself on the corner of the hallway I panted as I held myself upright and took deep breaths steadying myself. I looked down at the ground as my mind started to clear drastically. Every second bringing new thoughts or ideas about my situation that must have been hidden in the fog of shock I had endured.
Looking up I saw the elevator at the end of the dead-end hallway just 10 feet away. I quickly strode the distance between me and there and pressed the down arrow on elevators panel. I looked to the top of the arch way for the elevator door and saw it click up to 5 great I thought I'm on the 15th floor.
"Josh is that you" I heard as the familiar voice of my roommate rang out.
"Justin" I said as I turned to meet him "you don't know how happy-" my words froze in my mouth as I saw what Justin had become. He was a 7 foot tall pure black werewolf with bright green eyes. The same eyes he had before he became a monster. His fur was long and glossy like a dog that had just finished cleaning himself. His muscles rippled like he had always wished they would when he was human. His new arms stretched down to his knees which had grown to the new size of his now massive legs which were nearly a foot in diameter at his new dog like calf muscles and 20 inches wide at his massive bulging thighs. His hands had transformed into some hellish creation from a slasher film. Each hand held four digits with claws half as long as the finger on which they were sported. They were white as paper and the tips were a red and formed like needles.
I spent at least a minute examining him before he spoke again, his muzzle still somehow able to articulate words. "how do you like my new form." I shook my head from side to side and silently whispered no, no, no in denial that this could actually have been Justin. "tsk tsk" he said "well that's too bad because you're about to try it on" he laughed a large booming laugh like a bugling horn. He then crouched and lunged at me.
I was so silent I didn't even hear the bing or swoosh of the doors as the elevator behind me opened and I went tumbling back into it my arms came flying up to protect my face as the wolf was practically on me. And then sudden a bang and a strong force in my hand shot me back and sent Justin flying in the opposite direction of me. I landed against the back door with a thud and felt my vision start to blur as I stared at the far side of the wall where Justin now lay in a heap. Dead I looked down at my hand where the judge had somehow managed to remain after all I had been through. hearing the swoosh of the doors close I looked at the inside panel of the elevator I was now locked in. although my thoughts started to fade one idea still remained escape.
Swiping at the panel of keys I managed to hit floor level 1 the button lit up, and I felt the elevator lurch down. The bright red number at the top of the elevator displaying the floor number shifted from 15 to 14. My vision blacked out for a second as I slumped against the back of the elevator. I shook my head as I felt myself getting sleepy. My vision cleared up for a second as I saw the number had changed from a 14 to a 9. I blinked and the number was at one.
Looking ahead of me as the doors opened I heard a deep Bing. And then the elevator doors slowly slid open. And through those doors barreling at me I saw the original werewolf his blood lust maxed out as a smug grin plastered his face as if he knew he had won. My heart beat seemed to slow and my vision blurred in and out. When the monster was but 20 feet away he lunged at me his jaw open wide and arms spread wide to take me into their deadly embrace. in a flash a sudden moment of clarity hit me I lifted my gun with lightning fast speed and squeezed the trigger as my last words were uttered "FUCK YOU!."
The gun bucked in my hand and was sent flying. The wolf still flying at me lurched in mid air. And I was helpless to watch as he flew at me head first into my face. I closed my eyes and for a single second felt peace, just before the impact jarred my head and sent me smashing in to the back of the elevator. I heard the thud as my head connected with 4 inches of thick brass and felt the body of the werewolf crushing me as I slid to the floor. Passing out before I hit it.