A/N - Okay, just quickly, I've never written fanfiction before so bare with me. I had this idea in my head about this story and wanted to see if I could make it come alive. I will get better, because I don't think I could get any worse. I hope you enjoy this story! Just knowing one person is reading and enjoying it is enough for me. :)

Disclaimer - I don't own skins :(

Chapter 1 - The pack

For as long as she could remember, Naomi Campbell was not quite like everyone else. Whether it was her inability to socialize with her peers without snapping at them for reasons that are always only really justified in her own mind but in the moment seem like a perfectly good use of her witty and somewhat degrading responses, she couldn't really help it either way, or for the fact that her body was not really her own on full moons like tonight.

Naomi found herself as per every 29 1/2 days, in this deserted and quite frankly eerie forest with her best mates waiting for the inenviable and unbelievable painful transformation in to her true form. It wasn't always like this, no, she use to be 'normal'. Until one day three years ago it all went to shit...

It was during her sleep that she felt it, and it made her shoot straight up in her bed , the pain in her stomach and chest like she'd never felt before and it only worsen as she realized she was dripping through her sheets in sweat. She frantically scanned her eyes around her darken room in her confused state not quite sure what it really was she was looking for, the pain went away after a second, so she was able to calm down a bit, thinking it was probably nothing and that she was just coming down with something, ' stomach flu, probably' she thought to herself 'that all it is'.

It wasn't until she went to lay back down and was pulling the duvet up to her neck that the pain returned, this time 10 times worse, making her scream in agony. " Oh fuck, ahhhhh" she yelled when it wouldn't relent. It felt like her inside where trying to eat her alive and swallow her whole, and they weren't being friendly about it. Nope not at all.

She only managed to stop screaming when her mother comes bursting in the door with a wooden baseball bat flinging open the door, nearly knocking them off there hinge. Turning on the lights. Noticing with relief that her daughter is not in fact being brutally murder my a homicidal maniac , though with the sounds she was making it came as a surprise.

" Naomi? Naomi, what in the world is the matter with you?" Gina loudy whispers " You just managed to scare the shit-" she stops when she notices the distressed state Naomi is in, kneeled over on her bed, holding her chest tightly and moaning, eyes pleading for the suffering to stop.

" Noami, what's happened?" she says panic evident in her voice as she approaches her daughter's shaking figure.

Naomi for her part couldn't focus on anything her mother was saying, her attention was on the fact that she felt as though she was about explode with all she was experiencing in the moment and so she screamed at her mom the one thing that was on her mind which was " MAKE IT STOP, please" she begged doubling over.

"Oh my god...Naomi... I don't know..." Gina stuttered not knowing what to do for Naomi or even what was happening to her for that matter. Until an idea popped in to her head, feeling like an complete idiot for not doing it sooner, she reach for the nightstand where naomi's cell phone rested and started to dial 999.

" Yes, hello... I need you to send someone now , my daughter she's having- she cuts herself off when she sees Naomi jump up off the bed and stumble out the door of her bedroom so she pulls the phone away from her ear and quickly follows Naomi to the door where she's just departed, raising her voice when she realized that she's already quite a distance away " NAOMI! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU GOING? COME BACK HERE!

Naomi was already out the door before she could hear the rest of her mothers sentence. She didn't know why she felt such a strong urge to leave, all she knew is that her feet were carrying her out the house almost on their own ascent and towards the woods not to far from her house.

She must have black out after that because she's waking up the next morning deep in the woods in nothing but her birthday suit and covered in a nice coat of mud.

It's not until a fews days later she meets Cook and Effy who have all the answers she looking for.

" It almost time now, Naoms " Cook says taking off his shirt and pants as I follow suit.

" Yeah, I know. It's been three fucking years now and I'm still not fucking use to this part " Naomi snaps bricking the change like she always does. Although since that first night it hasn't all been bad. There are some serious perks to this role. One being your senses are boosted. I can smell, track and hear anything from miles away. I can run faster than wind and my strength is off the charts.

" Yeah I know what ya mean, blondie. It's a pain in me fucking balls" Cook laughs trying to lighten up the mood and take our minds off what's about to happen " But it's what we are, Naomikins, and I love who we are. " he says seriously for a moment before he's giving me that toothy grin again " We're Werewolves, Naomio!" he howls and then runs off to his changing spot leaving me to think about what he just said

" We're fucking Werewolves" I mumble never quite getting use to the idea of it all.