Hi this is my first fan fiction so please be nice with the reviews. The characters are o.o.c. Enjoy.
Preface
Rachel's p.o.v
I remember it. The pain was unbearable. All of my muscles ached. My canines started to throb. What the in the world was happening to me? I thought.
I managed to drag my sore body to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and opened my mouth and saw fangs where my canines were supposed to be. My teeth looked like they belonged to a wolf.
This was defiantly not normal. My hands started to hurt. A lot. I looked at them and noticed that my nails looked more like claws. This was getting bad. Really really bad.
Ring, ring, ring. Great someone's calling. I drag my aching self back to my room and pick up the ringing phone.
"Hello?" I asked
"Hi Rachel it's Mercedes, you don't sound to well. Are you okay?" Mercedes sounded really concern.
"Yea I'm fine" I lied through my teeth or should I say my fangs. "'Cedes this is a bad time, can you call later"
"Sure" then Mercedes hung up.
My back started to hurt like hell. Then suddenly I couldn't stand up straight. I want down on my fours then looked at my again. They weren't hands they were big black paws. No, this was not happening. This must be a dream. They aren't real. no way they could exist, it isn't possible.
My lower back felt like it was ripping apart. I turned my head and saw a black wolf tail. No! My mind shouted.
I scratched myself to try to wake up. Nothing happened. This wasn't a dream. Werewolves are real, and I was one of them.
I felt my jaw start to expand into a black snout. My ears started to get longer in till they were black wolf ears.
Fur sprouted all over me.
A few minutes later I was a wolf. My main fur color was black and I had white fur on my chest, chin and stomach. I also had some weird neon blue mark on my forehead.
Thank goodness my dads were on a business trip, they would freak if they saw me. Or push me out of the house with a broom or something like they do in the cartoons.
I was too busy on the pain of the transformation that I didn't notice there was a burning in my throat in till now.
I had some weird craving for something I can't put my finger, or um paw on and I also wanted to run, a lot.
My body started to act like it had a mind of it's own and it wanted to get outside. Fast. Stop! my mind commanded, but it was too late, the wolf saw the window. Luckily for me my window was open and the screen for the window broke awhile a go. the wolf that didn't feel like listening to me jumped out the window (which would've been stupid if I was human because I was on the second floor. I don't count the basement as a floor.) And landed on my feet. If I was that would have hurt. A lot. And I probably would have broken a lot of bones and I would have needed to go o a hospital.
the wolf that I had no control over started to sprint to the forest and the rest I didn't remember.
Finn's p.o.v.
I had this weird feeling in my stomach that something was wrong. Something life changing. Something bad. Something that somehow I would be in.
The way that Rachel looks in real life has nothing to do with the wolf form. This part of the story isn't the best but it's needed. Next chapter's summary: Finn can't put his finger on it, but something wrong with Rachel and he's sure it's his job to figure it out because no one else but him, Mercedes and Kurt seem worried.
