A/N: I do not own Ginger Snaps or any of it's characters. I do however own all three movies.

A series of one-shots, just because I don't feel like writing a full fledged story.

Giving In

The drug wasn't working any longer, Brigitte had shot up too many times that now her body was rejecting the drug that was helping her delay turning into a monster, like her sister.

Brigitte lay on the bed in Ghost's grandmother's room, face down and shuddering. Just then Tyler, the male orderly from the clinic that she'd escaped from came in. Her nose flared at the stench of fear mixed with a hint of lust filled her nostrils. Her back was elongating, and all the changes were coming on fast. She turned and looked at the blond man.

The wolf inside her begged for her to tear his throat out and devour his body. Brigitte still had control over the wolf, at least for the time being. She grabbed Tyler by the back of the head and pulled him to her with a growl. As Brigitte kissed him, she knew that the wolf was emerging faster. The lust for blood grew stronger in her mouth.

Keep going, B. You haven't gotten to the best part yet. Remember what I said before I changed? 'I got this ache and I thought it was for sex, but it's to tear everything to fucking pieces?' You're just about there.

Ginger faded into the darkness with a smirk.

Brigitte forced Tyler off of her as her eyes glowed yellow. Deciding against it she pulled him back to her and went to kiss his neck. She could here the blood pumping at his throat, the lust for blood was impossible to resist.

Just give in, it feels so good after, B.

Brigitte nodded and then opened her mouth and sunk her fangs into Tyler's soft flesh. She bit down harder and ripped out his throat. His blue eyes widened in shock and then went dull as his body crumpled on the bed.

Blood dripped down Brigitte's chin and she smiled, half changed, her face distorted, and her nails long and black. She got up from the bed and found that Ginger was following her. Instead of Ginger's human form that Brigitte had been accustom to seeing, Ginger had formed herself into what she'd looked like after she'd killed their janitor. Half white half red hair, long pointed nails that were black around the cuticles, shocking blue eyes, and long pointed fangs. She smiled at Brigitte.

Let's go make Ghost a real ghost.

Brigitte smiled at her sister.