Hey people this is Verday this story is a slightly more horror than I normally write so please bare with it. Basically what if my favorite characters of monster high discovered they were monsters without any support from adults around them. Sorta like x-men with monster high twist. The only one with some support would be Frankie for obvious reasons. Hope you like it Happy Halloween!

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The dark starry night loomed over the small town of New Salem. The citizens were inside with their curtains drawn. No one dared look outside especially as the full moon began to rise. A loud howl echoed through the empty streets from the Northeast of the town. A second followed from Southwest of the town from the forest that were just out of the town's limits. As scratching clip sounded as paws ran through the abandoned streets. A garbage can knocked over from a tight alley as the animal scurried through. Another howl echoed through this time closer for the animal than before. The animal itself let out a howl in response to the one it had heard. It went into the forest to find the one that had howled. In a clearing was a beautiful chocolate color wolf laying on a rock crop near a hollow tree with eerie branches. The animal walked into the clearing revealing another lager wolf with darker brown fur than the first. "There you are, Clawdeen," the darker one sighed as it spoke clearly for anyone, human or otherwise to hear.

"Oh hey Clawd," the first said in a female voice sighing sadly.

Clawd walked up to the girl, his sister and sat next to her sensing her depressed emotion. She didn't look up at him, but she didn't have to after all they went through this conversation weather wolf or otherwise. "Come on," Clawd said as the moon started to dip in the sky. "It's almost mornin'."

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Clawdeen sighed rising from where she was before stretching before following her brother back to their home. The sun started to peak, and in their places were a dark skinned girl and equally dark skinned boy. Neither one looking at the other to give them a courteous breath. The almost closed window was quietly pushed open by Clawd the taller of the two. Clawdeen was keeping a lookout as they snuck back in. As soon as he was in he held out a hand to her looking away as she grabbed it. He pulled her arm helping her to the ledge before she flopped in. "Clothes in the normal place," she said as she headed to the closest.

"'Kay," he answered as he went to the bed.

He pulled out an outfit from under the mattress as his sister hid the closet to dress. He sighed sitting on his sister's bed rubbing his eyes. His wolf ears twitched as he heard his sister from behind the closed door. "I hate this," she murmured.

"Clawdeen," Clawd sighed. "We gotta dress like this or we die."

She came out from the closest holding a bandana in one hand glaring at him. ""Ya think I don't know that Clawd," she near growled. "I can't party, I can't get too close to guys, heck I can't become a designer 'caused I'll be too much in the limelight for my own good!"

"Keep your voice down," Clawd hissed as he approached her putting a hand over her mouth.

She shook as tears began to fall down and she put her head on his chest. He sighed as he wrapped his arms around her he put his head on the top of her head between her wolf ears. Every so often her ears twitched tickling his nose in the process, but eventually she had calmed down. He led her to her chair in front of her make-up mirror, and grabbed her brush. "Sweet, sweet child of mine," he sung as he began to brush her fluffy hair. "Don't let life take your smile. Sweet, sweet child of mine I'll be with you forever after. Your beautiful sounds of laughter will be my map. To find you wherever you are at."

"Thanks," Clawdeen whispered when he finished.

He gave her a small smile squeezing her shoulder before leaving the room to finish getting ready for school. He walked passed the living room and saw his mother slumped in the only chair in the room. Bottles were scattered all around her and he sighed to himself. "Mom," he called. "Why do you do this to yourself?"

"Big Bro," a cheerful voice called peeking from the wall where the kitchen was. "Is Clawdeen okay?"

Clawd sighed smiling to his younger sister. "No she isn't Howleen," he said truthfully.

Howleen looked at their mother and asked, "Is she going to turn out like mommy?"

He shook his head. "Nah," he answered. "It's just a phase. We'll have our spunky sis back before you know it."

Howleen ran to him giving him a barreling hug. He patted the top of her head biting his bottom lip as he felt the edges of two lumps. A soft knock sounded on the door and Clawd carefully stepped between the littered bottles to not rouse his mother. He carefully opened the door to see a pale girl with curly brown hair. Her eyes were like a faint blue and she looked up at him. "Hey," she greeted. "I came to pick up Howleen so we can walk to school."

"Howleen," Clawd whispered shouted to his sister.

Not caring where she stepped she ran to the door, and at each clink of the bottles his eyes drifted to their mother. "Twyla," Howleen called hugging the paler girl happily.

A small smile came onto her lips as the over excited girl held her best friend that was like a sister to her. "Good to see you too, Howleen," Twyla greeted. "You ready for school?"

Howleen froze and looked down at her outfit before running back inside. However unlike last time their mother had woken up. Clawd tensed putting himself in between her and the outsider of their family. The woman's eyes landed on Clawd and shouted, "Get out of my house you demon, freak, MONSTER!"

She picked up a bottle near her throwing it at Clawd. She had nailed him on his arm that he had reflexively held in front of his head. "Clawd," he heard both his sisters shout when they heard his pained yell.

Their mom picked up another bottle hurling it in the direction of the two girls. Clawdeen acted fast grabbing her sister curling around her so the bottle would hit herself instead of her little sister if it did hit. Like she predicted it did hit them. Clawdeen pushed her sister towards Clawd covering her as they ran to their brother. Another bottle sailed at them, but missed completely. Clawd stood to the side letting his sisters pass before slamming the door closed so they escape the deranged woman. Twyla bit her lips as she watched the three sink to the ground. She had seen them go through this many many times, but she could do nothing to help.