Hey guys. I know I haven't touched or made new fanfictions for a few months. Instead of starting a new one (cause that messed me up even more) I am going and making small edit of Legend of Moonfang. It's a me thing. Most just small grammer and other things to make more sense of the story. Then when I'm caught up to the last chapter i uploaded i will continue it. Thanks for reading in and have a nice day.

Chapter 1: Nightmare

Dream Scene

At Moonfall High School the halls are empty like they were abandoned. Only a few papers drifted in the emptiness of the halls. Then the bell rung, echoing through the halls. All at once every student came rushing out of their classrooms. That can only mean one thing, the last day of school. Everyone was excited to finally be out of school and enjoy three months of freedom. As everyone fills the hallways, three friends stepped out of their class.

"Finally, the last day of school."

Michael Moonfang. Age 17. Blue eyes, a mix of light and dark hair, and brown skin. The nicest guy you'll ever meet. He had A's and B's in all his classes and he, along with his friends, are enrolling in Moonlight Camp. He also loves to bathe in the full moon's light. Overall your average teenage werewolf.

"I hear you. At least we can prepare for Moonlight Camp."
Cameron Crystal. Age 17. Red-eye, dark hair, and light skin. He is very intelligent. Werewolf Energy Flux was known to be the hardest class, but he can out on top. He also isn't the fighting type of guy but will use his powers if need be.

"Now we can finally stop listening to people snicker and giggle in Werewolf Anatomy."

Lily Greyfur. Age 17. A mix of light and dark skin. White eyes and her hair dyed blonde with grey strands in between, for style reasons. She is the best at Werewolf combat, and with her team, they are fourth in the top five best fighters in the school.

They all have been friends ever since they were cubs/kids. They were born at different times, but they still remember the good times when they were young. Catching butterflies in the summer to jumping in the leaves and snow in the fall and winter. Those were the good times. Anyway, they were walking down the hallway then something clicked in his mind. He forgot a few things in his locker.

He face palmed. "I forgot my notebook in my locker."

"Really. We promised that we would sprint in wolf form from school to home," Lily said.

"Now Lily, if he doesn't take long then we can fulfill our promise," Cameron put a hand on her shoulder.

"Thank you, Cameron. It won't take long, and besides, it has most of my forms in it. Gotta study yourself to see what you are capable of." Michael ran off to go get it while Lily and Cameron headed outside.

He walked straight then to the right and his locker was in front of him. Mentally hoping that he still knows the combination, he turns the lock right, left, and right again. It clicked open and the door opened, and his notebook was still there. He smiled then reached out for it and grabbed it. Opening it and sees all these notes from freshman year to senior year was still in there. He closed the door then begins to walk back in the direction he came. Then he stopped and saw something else. Turning around a white light was bleeding through his locker. He took very cautious steps to the locker and began to once again do the combination. As he entered the last number the light got brighter and brighter. It kept growing and growing to where he covered himself with his hands. Then it exploded, and he screamed.
The force of the explosion knocked him back from the locker. His eyes were barely open to see a large hole in the wall. More importantly, he looks at his hands but soon realizes that they were paws. He changed even though werewolf can change at will. Most of his wolf form took more than the human form yet left terrible results. Some of the furs were singed off not down to the skin but just down a little. On the floor, he also sees small sparks on him. Werewolf's sparks indicate it's damaged, and if enough they change back to human form. Then he feels a large amount of pain on his body, yet he didn't scream. Like his mind was scattered to comprehend his senses. Fading in and out he hears voices around him. His friends.

"MICHAEL!" He heard someone scream.

Next, he smells fresh air outside of the school. He hears more voices.

"Everyone get back. He needs air."

"He's hurt bad, we need to get him to a hospital."

Then, he partially sees his reflection above him. In some sort of container. He can see Cameron's and Lily's faces.

"Hang on a little longer. We're almost there." They put their hands on the glass and Michael weakly put his paw on the glass.
Later, he now is on a cot and feels other paws and hands that wrapped around his. The nurses and doctors gave some shots and bandages to keep him stable. Finally, after all the pain he went through he can finally feel himself drifting off to sleep, but in his dreams, he sees something. Then out of nowhere huge blood red eyes open and...

Dream Scene End

Michael's eyes shot open with terror and confusion. He found himself panting, gasping for air. Then calmed down knowing that it was all a dream. A dream that happened about two and a half months ago.

He was on summer vacation. Although the first few weeks were spent lying on a bed. Best start of summer. Now that he's awake, he got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. It was normal, two sinks, a two in one bath/shower, and a toilet. He goes to the sink, turn on the water, and took a handful and splashed it on his face. He does it a few times then turns off the water but flinched when he looks in the mirror. He breathes with a smile, yet it faded once he saw what he was looking at. In his reflection is his face, his blue and red eyes?

The explosion, for some strange reason, caused his left to turn red. No one knows why, how, or what, but now he lives with it for the rest of his life. Not even an advance werewolf can cure. He shakes his head and stops staring. He picks up a toothbrush, squirts some paste on it, and starts brushing. After two minutes he spits out the paste in his mouth and shows his teeth to make sure they were clean. Assuming they are clean, he leaves the bathroom. Not before stealing a glance at the mirror again. He can't stop looking at the different colored eye, then it glowed. He quickly closed his eyes and rushed out of the bathroom and back to his room to get dressed.