In a magician's caravan, the mage had made a deal with a young girl. The girl has something the mage wants so he promises to make true whatever the girls want.
-So young lad are you sure? Turn into werewolf? It maybe is painful.
-Look Mister. You said that If I give you the book I can wish anything I want, you said that you are a magician...So if you don't do your spells I will ask to be my personal slave till I die, that it means about 80-90 years. Do you or don't you want this book?
-Ok little bitch. Give me the book.
-Here you go.
-Ok now take off your clothes.
-Do you want to fuck me?
-No young lady, to turn into a werewolf needs the cream-like-thing to be at first contract with your skin.
-Can I do this along? I asked because the idea of
-Take this thing, he gives me a bottle with a green cream, now I go out and suffuse your all your body except the eyes and you know…. He said and he gets out of the caravan.
The cream smells like grass and leaves… bliahhhhhhhh. It feels like very thick butter
-I don't regret nothing.
Why I am doing this? Just for fun or for the lust of power to be interviewed by Oprah and be rich as fuck? Or just for my want to be one of the coolest myths the human mind had ever invented.
When I done with the cream. I started to feel weird , my lower back was hurting and my knees were killing me.
-Young Lad are you finished?
-Yes.
-I am coming in. Don't feel embarrassed, if you want to be 100% werewolf I have to do my job.
-Come.
He came inside, he looked at me, asked me about the reactions of the cream. I said about my hurting knees and back.
-Good, that means that you are ready. Now follow me outside.
-I naked, outside, with you. I said stared at him, there's no way I will do that.
-Look soon you will be transforming into a beast, you will need plenty of space so you don't hurt yourself or me. He said and he led me outside.
Soon my I started to feel very but very weird, like a superhuman need to stretch.
-Now my child is time for your transformation. He started to sing, he had a really nice and melodic voice.
On the sea, on the ocean, on the island, on Bujan,
On the empty pasture gleams the moon, on an
Ashstock lying
In a green wood, in a gloomy vale.
Towards the stock wandereth a shaggy wolf,
Horned cattle seeking for his sharp white fangs;
But the wolf enters not the forest,
But the wolf dives not into the shadowy vale,
Moon, moon, gold-horned moon,
Check the flight of bullets, blunt the hunters'
knives,
Break the shepherds' cudgels,
Cast wild fear upon all cattle,
On men, all creeping things,
That they may not catch the grey wolf,
That they may not rend his warm skin!
My word is binding, more binding than sleep,
More binding than the promise of a hero!
When he finished I couldn't believe what It happened. My hair lengthens and my body grows. I became taller and taller, my fingers were almost 20cm, I started to feel pressure in my face, my eyes grew wider and fur started to cover my body.
After a couple of minutes the mage give me a small mirror. What I saw wasn't familiar. My face wasn't mine; it was something that belongs to a beast. I had very bright yellow eyes and brown fur… and very long and white teeth, especially my fangs were in the size of a 15cm knife. The mage smiled and give me some clothes: dark brown pants, a coat with hood and a wagon shirt and a pair of boots.
-Welcome Arcadio to your new nature.
-Arcadio?
-Yes, this is your new name. You are a werewolf now, your human name don't matches with your new nature.
-And why Arcadio?
-Aren't you from Greece?
-Yes
-You know the myth of the Arcadian werewolf?
-Yes…
-Why not your name shall be Arcadio? It sounds good and it matches perfect with your roots. Now I have to give you some lessons.
-What kind of lessons?
-Lessons that you must take.
-Okay…
-Now it's time to test you. First I will throw this stick and I want you to catch it.
He threw it and before it hit the ground I had caught it.
-Good, now go to your home, tomorrow come to my caravan.
-There's no way, my parents will kill me! Now I realized the bullshit I have done. How I could go to my home?
-You can stay here but if you stay, you will do whatever I order you.
-What I shall do first?
-You will hunt me…
-Easy!
-While I am driving my car through the old road
-That outside the town?
-Yes, or do you wish to go to your home and explain to your owns your new nature?
-Where's the car?
-The car is parked around 60 meters from here. Follow me.
I couldn't believe it! I was faster than the car!
-Being a Werewolf is FUCKING AWESOME! I cheered
-Don't judge your nature so fast young lad. There's more and more that you should find out about your new power.
-Like what?
-Your hunting skills. You know a farm near here?
-Yes , I think there's a farm near that tree, I think it belongs to one of my aunts, I think
Her name is Kate.
-She has animals?
-I think some chickens and goats.
-Now, sneak and grab one chicken without to be seen.
-But...b...bbbut she is my aunt I can't do this she will kill me.
-In these form I don't think she can recognize you also is about midnight, I don't think she will be awake.
-Okay…
It wasn't very difficult, my body was perfect for that job, I mean I was strangely lissome and my hearing was very sensitive: I could hear the animals' breaths and heart beats…
-Come here chicky, chicky, don't be aware of the big bad wolf. I whispered and I grabbed one chicken so fast that it couldn't react, like it was in a shock.
Very careful I got out the farm, with the chicken.
-Well done, did she heard you?
-I don't think so…
Suddenly a light was open and my uncle gets out with his gun.
-Run motherfucker! RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN! The mage screamed and he started to run, I followed him not because I was scared but if and especially my uncle find out that I was werewolf… The best thing it could happen to me, tear off my skin and burn me like a medieval witch.