Ok. here it is. i know you all hate me by now. but i had to set the timeline differently, so i was using my time wisely. it makes more sence and less spelling mistakes.

Wolves were always hated creatures. They are feared and hated so greatly because very few truly understand them. It is in human nature to fear what is not understood. Man has spattered and smeared this creature more than any other. 'Little red ridding hood' or " The three little pigs", which are stories that are taught from young, teach mere children to hate and ridicule the wolf. So what would be the wore way to shun someone from society?…Turn them into a wolf.

" Today is the day," said a figure in the distance, looking down at her spell book, " I will finish the job once and for all!"\

Else where…..

" Dad! It's like.. 4:00 in the morning! Go back to sleep!," said a very aggravated young girl, no older than 17, though little did she know, this would be the very last day she would see as a human.

" But Videl, it's your mother's birthday. Its only 10 o'clock where she is (A/N: California, Pacific Time) . I thought we could call her. I just hope the number she gave me before she left still works," said her father, Hercule, holding a slightly torn piece of paper containing 7 scribbled digits, obviously written in a hurry.

" Daddy?," said an almost teary-eyed Videl.

" Yes, Sweat Pea?"

" Why did Mom go away?"

" I don't even know myself, darling. She told me she was going to see the world, but she never came back." For the first time in his life, Hercule, the worlds biggest liar, was being honest.

" Do think she forgot about us?," said Videl, about to burst into tears at any given moment.

" Of course not, I think she just is having fun somewhere is Bermuda or something. Once she seen all that she could see, I sure she'll be back."

" Well, then lets call her! I would love to hear what Bermuda is like!," the excited young girl.

Mr. Satan tried the number about eleven times before finally giving up.

" We'll try her in the morning, Sweat Pea, but for now, get some rest," said Hercule, sadly. Little did he know, she was already asleep.

" Well, I'd better get some rest as well. The news reporters should be coming in an hour or so, crashing though my door as usual. I wouldn't want bags for the camera. And with that, he fell asleep as well.

Suddenly a figure appeared in the shadows of the east wing in the mansion. She had gotten in using the key her 'beloved' gave her years ago. She…was Mrs. Satan. And she has not happy.

She came back to just an inexistent revenge. She never loved Hercule at all. She only married him for his money, but when he refused to give her the deed to the house and all of its contents, she claimed to want to go out and see the world, but really she was part of a cult. She was a witch!

She only married Hercule for the fame, the fortune, and to learn all of his secrets so she could kill him someday and get the insurance money, making her the richest woman in the world! She only had a child for double the insurance money. And just so there would be no need to get rid of the bodies, she would not kill them, but worse.

She would turn them into wolves, blame the wolves for killing and eating them, and have them suffer for the rest of their lives if they didn't kill them on the spot. She had been planning this for years! She only left of California so she could study witchcraft with fellow wizards, and get good enough at it so that she would not back fire the spell on her self. And to night was a full moon, so the plan was sure to work.

She crept into each of their bedrooms, remembering ever detail. She when to Hercule's room first. She waved her wand back and forth, reciting these words:

Oh black magic, good and great,

Hear me now on this date,

Let it be not too late,

I'm being stern,

Into a wolf this man shall turn,

Let it be a curse for the worse to come,

Enough of my blabbering, I am done….

An in an instant, Mr. Satan was a wolf. His fur was the color of his skin, a dark tan, as is any wolf's. He no longer had clothes because they where torn during his transformation.

'now your next my pretty!', she thought to her self while creping over to her next victim. Again she recited these words:

Oh black magic, good and great,

Hear me now on this date,

Let it be not too late,

I'm being stern,

Into a wolf this girl shall turn,

Let it be a curse for the worse to come,

Enough of my blabbering, I am done….

And soon enough, she was a wolf, just as her father..

" Now I had better put icing on the cake," thought Mrs. Satan as she crept down stairs.

She searched the refrigerator for some meat. She was going to make this a murder yet. She crept upstairs, meat in hand. She squeezed the blood of the meat all over the floor and on the torn clothes, and placed the bones on the floor beside them. And last but not least, she rubbed some of the blood on the wolves' fangs and muzzles and placed a bone beside them. Videl woke at the smell of blood, while her father slept stupidly. She sprang up at the smell of meat, as any wolf would.

"Now for the final touch," thought Mrs. Satan. She took out a knife and cut herself in the arm and leg. Videl was puzzled by all of this. She felt different. She could feel that she now had a tail and paws.

"What happened and who are you?," asked Videl. Surprisingly, the only human attribute she had left was her voice. She slowly walked toward her mother. She knew that this woman was her mother, but she would have to smell her to know for sure. She began howling and barking to see if she would howl back.

" Oh help! Oh help me please! I'm being attacked by a wolf! Help!," screamed Mrs. Satan to draw attention to herself.

" OH MY GOD! CALL THE POLICE SOMEBODY! THERE"S A WILD ANIMAL IN HERE!," screamed one of the maids.

" What? I'm a wild animal?! What happened here? Why am I wolf?," said Videl.

" Help me please!," wailed Mrs. Satan.

" Answer me!," said a very annoyed Videl. Her sensitive ears couldn't take this.

" Oh Help!," said Mrs. Satan as she continued to scream.

" THAT"S IT!," said Videl as she lunged toward Mrs. Satan. She knocked her to the floor just as the police run in. The only thing Videl could do was run as fast as she could away, otherwise be shot.

" Dad! Come on! We have to go!," said Videl, running as fast as her four legs could carry her, Her father following closely behind. They managed to break though a window to freedom, dodging a few hundred bullets.

" Where do we go now dad?," asked the worried Videl, still confused.

" To the 439 mountain area. That's the only place were safe," instructed Mr. Satan, leading the way. Videl followed suit behind her father, thought neither of them were safe anymore.

This was the first of many dark days to come.

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