People Change
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing Duo starts laughing hysterically at the crestfallen me
Chapter 1: stale memories
A/n: this is my first attempt at a non-humor based story. Please be nice.
Quatre was looking throughout all the lands for some kind of purpose. He had been feeling out of place back home. He was unneeded; he was only slowing Relena down in her peace efforts. He had traveled deep into the jungle.
He spent the whole day looking for some purpose in I life, finally he went to bed but there was someone already in his bed! Dorothy!
"What are you doing in my bed?" Quatre shouted at the sleeping Dorothy.
She immediately woke up. When she saw Quatre she gave him a wry smile and said, "Oh silly boy! There's no war to keep me occupied and quite simply I got bored and decided it was nigh time that I checked up on the noble blondie." With this said Dorothy decided it was time to cut to the chase. She turned to look at Quatre and two fangs emerged from her upper gums.
Quatre screamed and Dorothy was by his side in an instant, kissing his neck. Quatre tried desperately to push her away. He felt pinpricks of pain in his neck. "Don't move it'll all be over in a minute," purred Dorothy. Quatre was by this time terrified. She didn't suck his blood however as soon as she punctured his skin she took a step back and lifted her wrist to her mouth and swiftly sliced the vain with her own teeth. She stepped toward Quatre and pressed her bleeding wrist to his bleeding neck. He felt a tingle than he slapped her away.
"What're trying to do to me!" asked Quatre grabbing a towel to wipe the blood of his neck.
"Now you can come with me," said Dorothy satisfied, "I was turned into a werewolf a month ago now you can be a werewolf with me." Quatre gasped in terror, he had heard of werewolves, of course he had, but he had never believed the tales till this moment.
It was too much for Quatre to handle, he had already lost a significant amount of blood by this time, and he passed out. Before he fell to the floor Dorothy ran forward and caught him. ((Sort of like Relena and Heero at the end of Endless Waltz)) she placed him on the bed and walked out of the tent for a breath of fresh air. Exactly one month ago she had been turned, tomorrow the moon would be full and she hoped to run through these forests with Quatre, truly free. She closed her eyes and thought how perfect everything would be once she explained things to Quatre. Becoming a werewolf was what Dorothy considered to be the best thing that had ever happened to her. At first she had been scared and angry. But than she felt the pure power of being a werewolf, nothing in her life till that point matched it. Dorothy sighed and let her body reform into that of a she-wolf shook herself and went to hunt.
That night Quatre had horrible dreams of him tearing everything around him to pieces, it was like being controlled by the zero system, but magnified almost to the breaking point. One half of Quatre saw blood, and wanted more, the other resisted until it too gave in.
