---PROLOGUE---

Phoenix, Arizona – Wednesday, October, 15th 2008 – 10:30 PM

I was walking though a street in late night. The weather was cold, expected in early autumn. I was a bit afraid…I'm not used to going out of my house…alone…in the dark.

"Damn it…why me? I have to go to the store and buy milk…" I finally saw the convenience store. "Great." I smiled a little.

"Hey, there." The cashier greeted me. I walked through the aisles looking for it…

"Here it is." I took it from the cold fridge. I paid for it and went out. "Ok, that wasn't so bad."

…

"Are you sure he'll do?"

"Of course. He has a great attitude, but it's deeply hidden…"

"So…that's why he needs it?"

"This will do him a favor."

…

"Ok, now I just need to retrace my steps and I'll be back in home!" I said looking around

"Pssst…"

"Huh? Who's there?" I asked somewhat scared.

"Hey, you the black haired kid…" The voice asked.

"Now I'm gettin' scared… (I must run away)" I started to run in the opposite way of the voice, but then, I tripped over. "Ow!"

"Here, let me help ya'." Someone appeared behind me, the person lent me a hand…a furry hand…

"Whoa, whoa!" I turned around and took his arm. It was all filled with brown hair and claws in the tips of the fingers. "Isn't a bit too early for Hallo…" I stared him to the face. "…Halloween?" All my body froze. I was too scared to move. "W-w-who the hell are you?!" I swiped my arm back to me. The guy had a black robe on. I could barely see his face.

"Oh, excuse my manners, heh heh." He took off the robe from his head. I got really terrified when I saw a muzzle instead a mouth. And two pointed ears on the top of his head. "My name is Maximilian Booker, Max for friends. I hope I didn't scare you."

"…Get away." I mumbled

"Uh, excuse me?"

"Get the hell away from me, you freak!" I got up and turned away.

"Wait! You don't understand!" He yelled.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever…damn furry…" I walked in the opposite direction, with a quick step.

"I…have something you want." He whispered. I stopped and widened my eyes.

"…You have? I mean, what can you have for me?" I turned around.

"Well…" He searched for something in his pocket in his pocket. "…this charm. A fine real lupine fang." He took a seemingly yellowish fang with a string attached.

"A fang? All this mysterious acting for giving me a wolf fang?" I searched for something in my pocket. "Ok, dude. I want it…how much for it?"

He stared me, and suddenly laughed in a noisy way, maybe waking up people around. "Oh, you silly boy!" He lifted his paw and scrambled my hair. "That's what I don't understand about humans!" Every of them think everything costs something! Hey, kid. It's free."

"Huh? Really?" I slapped his furry hand from my head. "Of, course I want it!" I snatched the charm from him, and put it on. "It's a fine wolf fang, its real?"

"Yep, it is." He grinned. "So, you're not scared by me, are you?"

"Nah, you're simply a fursuiter." He sweatdropped.

"Uh, yeah." He took a pocket clock. "Whoa! It's late! And you have to go to school tomorrow!"

"Damn it. I forgot. Well, thanks for the fang, furry guy!"

"Yeah, you're welcome. See ya' later, kid!"

"Uh-huh." I rolled my eyes, and walked all the way back to my house.

…

"So, did he agree?"

"Yeah, he took it."

"Did it hurt?"

"A bit, but the pain will fade away…not like the spell the fang has." He said, opening his mouth, revealing a hole where a tooth should be.

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