Hello my Mortem Venators and welcome to another story! This story is just a bunch of one-shots of supernatural Minetubers. This story is co-written with Nightmare Flame. I recommend you go check out her stories. She even designed the cover for this story! She came up with this idea and chapter! And what did I do? Absolutely nothing. *Facepalm* Oh well. I will try to get the next chapter up ASAP. Until then, enjoy! R&R!
Deadlox stared up at the night sky. He had strayed off the gravel path in his haste to get to Astrid's resting place, and the scents around him weren't familiar. He frowned, hearing monsters starting to spawn. He howled softly, and got a few dozen responses. He called for the closest one, but when it didn't arrive immediately, he took out a few torches and turned into his guardian form and waited.
He didn't know how long he waited, but he had fallen asleep... And woken to a rabid werewolf staring him down.
This day couldn't get ANY worse.
Deadlox rolled his eyes and crouched, preparing to turn into a wolf, but his eyes widened as he realized there were bite marks on his left arm. He couldn't turn into a wolf.
He was vulnerable to the foam-mouthed werewolf who looked ready to kill him in some gruesome way, except...
Feeling fairly light-headed, more so since he was human again, he hefted up his sword, trying to ignore the now-crimson blood dripping from his arm, which was harder than he remembered it being. He cried out and struck down the beast, but it shook off the blade and lunged.
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"There's a wolf in the woods. A werewolf," said Jerome in concern, shrugging on a sweater. "I'm going out."
"Dude, Deadlox IS a werewolf," snorted Bajan, throwing himself back on the couch.
"It's a Waxing Gibbous. Deadlox doesn't turn into a hostile werewolf on the Waxing Gibbous," replied Jerome curtly. He grabbed Sky's arm and pulled, adding, "And this werewolf is literally tearing someone apart."
Sky shuddered as he remembered the way Deadlox had been passed out, dripping gray blood all over the grass, staining it. If...
"Get going," snapped Sky to Bajan, who leaped to his feet and took up a diamond sword. He watched as Ssundee raised a hand to his sunglasses, Jason fiddled with an iron sword and diamond pickaxe, Mudkip grabbed his bag of TNT, Jerome lifted Betty, and Sky tightened his fingers around the hilt of his butter sword, feeling the familiar worn leather grip around it, smiling as warmth spread through his fingers. Then the smile dissipated.
"Let's go."
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Sky felt his heart sink when the coppery, heavy scent of blood intruded his nostrils, which had been very happy at the moment, taking in the smells of pine trees. He glanced over at Jerome, who was leaning on a nearby tree looking very sick, while Bajan tried to calm him, and squared his shoulders. He had to take the burden off the other's lives. He walked forward—
and immediately regretted walking into the clearing.
There was a pure white wolf with dark brown streaks in its fur near its ears, where Deadlox's headphones were located. It was positively covered with blood.
"Hey, boy," called Sky softly. The wolf didn't even flinch, and Sky had a sinking suspicion of who it was. Those headphones were too familiar.
"Ty?"
The wolf's ears flicked.
The others stared. THEIR Deadlox, a wolf? A non-human?
"Okay, this is weird," stated Jason, watching calmly as Bajan hurried forward with a healing potion. It slowly came into effect, and the wolf relaxed.
Sky sighed.
"We need to talk."
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A wolf, albeit a weak one was now occupying Deadlox's favorite spot, the foot of the ornate chair that Jason was sitting in.
They had figured out that Deadlox-wolf could understand basic yes or no questions, and write out short words. So now they were interrogating him.
"Deadlox." A statement, not a question, and the wolf didn't entirely feel compelled to answer. But then Jason said insistently, "Ty, look at me."
The wolf looked up and found himself looking straight at the spaceman.
"What happened?"
The wolf winced, then wrote sloppily on the paper with a claw:
"Werwllf cam fter me an i culdnf rn"
Though most of the text was smudged, there was no mistaking. And then Seto said quietly,
"You're not just A werewolf anymore, Deadlox," said the sorcerer quietly.
"You're a Halcyon werewolf. A were stuck in the form of a wolf."