Chapter 2: Big Bad Wolf
Authors Note: Thank you all once again for your reviews and for your support and of course your oc's. I can't tell you how thrilled I am to use them for my story. Our first character is from Kjack223 and he is quiet interesting, enjoy!
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It was the middle of the afternoon when Shauna walked down the hallway to her aunt's apartment. Sarah Copeland was one of her favorite Aunts. Her alter ego, Whisper, was the most bad ass warrior she had ever heard of. She smiled at the story her father had told her, on how he first met her.
"I was actually scared," Her father explained as little Shauna hid under her covers. "We were getting attacked and outmatched at every turn. Leonae finally had me where we wanted me. He had his claw raised and then, boom." He said as he smacked his fist into the palm of his hand. "Whisper just flew out of nowhere and kicked him dead center in his face. Then she pulls out a desert eagle that gun was bigger than her, and she popped another round into Frost's shoulder."
"She sounds cool!" Shauna yawned.
"Yeah, she is."
Shauna quickly shook her head, clearing her thoughts before seeing her aunt. She cleared her throat and knocked gently on the door. She heard footsteps slowly approaching the door from the other side and watched it open revealing her aunt Sarah.
She was still as beautiful as ever. Her hair was brown and glowing in the light and her eyes were a gentle soft blue. She was always so sweet to her and Jake.
"Hey kiddo." She smiled as she wrapped her arms around Shauna, giving her a hug. Shauna returned the hug. She liked Whisper, but she loved Sarah even more. "I am so glad you came over. I really need your help."
"No problem, but why didn't you just ask my mother?" Shauna asked. Sarah's face fell and Shauna's question was answered. "You were afraid weren't you?"
"Yeah and I just didn't trust her to handle this situation. I can't really rely on her for anything anymore." She sighed. "So, I gave Specter a call and he said he would ask you. I am really glad you're here."
"Yeah, any time." Shauna said as Sarah led her into her apartment. "So what is the situation?"
Sarah walked over to the sofa and let her sit down. She was starting to look very distraught. Shauna reached over and took her hand in hers.
"Talk to me." She smiled. Sarah nodded and took a deep breath before explaining.
"A month ago I was tracking a series of killings down in the ruins of old Gotham." Sarah explained. "The victims were a bunch of homeless and drug dealers, but still, killing is killing and the worst part is that they were torn to pieces. Anyways, I tracked the killer down to this old quick stop and saw it for what it was."
(Flashback)
Whisper aimed her desert eagle into the entrance of the store and prepared to gun down her target. She had been on its ass since it started and now she was going to end it tonight. She whipped her gun around when she heard a feral snarl and a sick gnawing sound coming from behind the counter.
She slowly crept around the counter and raised her gun to see a large, brown furred wolf man with razor sharp black claws and pointy ears crouched down with its face buried in a man's stomach.
The sight of this monster eating a human like this was even to gruesome for her to bear. She pulled back the hammer on her gun but before she could fire the monster had leaped up from the ground and pinned her against the wall. Its large bloodied hand was wrapped tightly around her throat as the monster roared in Whisper's face.
Her gun was knocked out of her hands when it charged at her. She quickly reached for her knife on her belt and stabbed it in its shoulder. The beast let out a painful snarl, but the knife wasn't going in. Its skin was too durable. She pulled the knife back and started to jam it into the beast stomach multiple times.
Its grip loosened and she pulled out a tear gas grenade from her belt and pulled the pin out before jamming it into its mouth. It went off and the beast started to gag and cough and cry in pain as Whisper dove for her gun. She gripped the handle tightly in her hands and aimed it at the now flailing beast.
She fired the gun and emptied all seven rounds into the beast and she watched with satisfaction when it finally went down. Whisper quickly reloaded her gun before approaching it again. Her eyes were irritated from the gas, but when she looked down at the beast she was taken back when she was greeted with the sight of a young African American boy.
(Flashback end)
"Wait, you're saying that the monster responsible for killing those people was just a child?" Shauna asked in disbelief.
"Yeah," Sarah nodded. "I was just as surprised. Afterwards I carried him home and he's been living with me ever since."
"Just like that?" Shauna asked. "Why didn't you take him to the JLA or the police?"
"He didn't have any control over it." She explained. "After Whisper took him in she tied him to the bed and had planned on torturing information out of him, but when she held the knife in her hand…he started crying."
"So the big bad wolf wasn't that bad at all?"
"He told me his name, Mike Ambrose." Sarah explained. "And he isn't a bad person, hell he isn't even in control as I have just explained. Those people he killed the homeless and the drug dealers, they attacked him and he lost control." Shauna looked at her with skepticism across her face. "It's true I can tell when someone lies and this boy is not lying."
"I believe you. I just don't believe that he isn't in total control." Shauna said. "What about his ability to change, is he a splicer?"
"No, he said he was bitten by a werewolf." Shauna let out a chuckle. "Hey I am serious. He said that he was bitten by a werewolf when he was eight."
"I would say that is far-fetched, but since my father made his living by fighting aliens and demons I am inclined to believe you." Shauna said. "How is he now?"
"He's fine now. He hasn't changed since that night and we've been hanging out more freely. Like yesterday I took him out for ice cream and the day before we spent watching TV and talking about our childhood experiences."
"Did he ever tell you where he was from?" She asked.
"He doesn't really remember, but apparently he is being hunted." Sarah explained.
"Hunted by whom?"
"He doesn't know, it's not like they introduce themselves. This is actually why I called you here. He feels like his other half is going to break out and control him. Yesterday he said he was actually willing to let one of those hunters kill him."
"Where is he now?"
"In his room."
"Let me talk to him, alone."
Sarah nodded and got up from her seat and led Shauna to Mike's room. She opened the door and motioned for her to step in. Shauna walked inside and saw the young boy sitting on the end of his bed. His head was down and his hands were gripping the bedpost tight. He wouldn't look up at her as he just stared down at his feet.
"You know my friend out there says that you are afraid of losing control." Shauna explained as she pulled out a bat-star. "She says you're even contemplating suicide. That is noble to sacrifice yourself for the good of others. It would be a waste to give up your life when you have such a unique gift."
"My gift isn't unique." He growled. She could hear his nails scratching against the wooden bedpost. "It's not even a gift, it's a curse and it needs to be stopped before I lose control."
"I have a gift of my own. It would just come and go at random before I decided to take matters into my own hands."
Mike tried to understand what she was talking about when he heard something wisp through the air. He leaned his head back and caught her bat-star in-between his teeth. Shauna grinned when she saw a pair of razor sharp fangs bite down and shatter her projectile.
"See kid, you aren't losing control you're fighting for it."
(!)
After that small display of Mike's power, Shauna decided to see how he would do out in public. For starters she decided to take him to the park. Sarah's apartment building was a block away so she decided to walk to the park instead of driving to see how he would handle it.
He was nervous the whole time over, but he kept pretty calm. He didn't wear much, just a simple pair of blue jeans, black sneakers and a matching hoodie. He kept the hood up the whole time and avoided eye contact with anyone.
They walked through the park without saying a word to one another before Shauna stopped at an ice cream stand and bought a couple of cones. She handed him his ice cream before sitting at a nearby bench and started eating their snacks.
Mike was still oblivious as to what was happening and the silence was only making him even more nervous. He decided to break the silence and ask her who she was.
"Okay, so what the hell is all of this, who are you?" He asked, she just sat there and watched as the women in the center of the field do yoga.
"You like you ice cream?" She asked.
"Yes."
"Then shut up and eat it." Shauna said bitterly. "I will ask the questions and you will answer them, got it?"
"Fine." He responded back just as harsh.
"So, you have a gift that turns you into a giant wolf man, how did that happen?" She asked.
"I was bitten by one when I was eight." He said. "I was playing outside, it found me and then it just attacked me."
"Hmm, so you were clean for eight years?" She asked. Mike looked at her confused.
"Clean?"
"You weren't born with this gift you just got infected with it?"
"Yes."
"I see, so you had this thing for four years, you have been attacking people on instinct and you lose control without even fighting for it?"
"The other guy has control. I lose control when I get aggravated." He explained.
"I use to have that same problem." She explained. Mike watched her hand and his eyes narrowed when he saw a flicker of amber run through the veins on the back of her hand.
"What was that?" He asked.
"A trait given to me by my father." She told him as he watched numerous flickers course through her hand. "When I was young he used to give me these shots when my eye turned green. They would suppress my power for a month, but I was start to build up an immunity each time, and each time he would give me a new shot and it would hurt like hell. Then one day he just stopped cold turkey and after that he died."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"Don't be it was his fault." She explained shortly. "Anyways, after his death I realized that those shots weren't something for diabetes or a disease. They were to control me. I started hearing things, feeling things. I could feel the water from a faucet, the fire from a lighter and even the electricity in the walls. It was then I realized that I was gifted with power and that my father was containing it for my own good, but he must have finally realized that the only way to control it was for me to control it."
"Yeah, but your power is different." Mike snarled. "You didn't kill anyone by accident. Not like me."
"How do you know?"
"So you did kill someone by accident?" He asked.
"Yes." She responded coldly. "I was bullied a lot after my dad's death. The kids would make fun of my eyes a lot too, but I pushed those thoughts aside and focused on my work. When I was ten I was walking home from school when I was jumped by these punks. One of them dragged me to an alleyway, but I fought back and earned myself a cut across my cheek from a switchblade. That's when I started to feel this surge of power flow through me and then out of me when I held my hand up and fired a bolt of electricity through his chest. His heart was completely vaporized."
"Holy shit." Mike whispered.
"Yeah, I didn't really like myself after that. Not for killing the little shits, but because I didn't mean to kill them it just happened." She looked at Mike with a stern look across her face. "Mike, I didn't like being out of control like that and I know you feel the same way. That's why I want to help you control it."
"What if I don't want to, what if I just want to die." Mike said.
"Then bite the bullet and do yourself in." Shauna said as she casually pulled out a .44 Shepard out of her coat pocket. Mike jumped out of his seat when he saw her pull it out. "This gun alone can stop a bull and loading it with silver bullets is just overkill." She flipped it around so she was holding the barrel and offered the handle to Mike.
Mike didn't know what to do, but now that she was offering he was almost tempted into taking it. He didn't though he just turned his head and threw his melted ice cream into a nearby trash can.
"Good, now we can get down to the real work." She said as she holstered her gun. "There is a world out there Mike and you won't be able to see it if you're hiding away from it in a strangers room."
"You mean Sarah?"
"You like her don't you?" She asked.
"She's like me she has a darker side to her as well."
"And she knows how to make it work for her. You didn't meet her husband yet did you?"
"No, he's away on business, but can I ask you something personal?"
"Go ahead."
"Are you gay?" He asked. He felt uneasy for asking it, but after he had asked she just started laughing.
"Why do you ask?"
"You've been staring at those girls doing yoga since we got here and I can hear your heart beating, your breathing hitches when they bend over and I can see a faint blush on your cheek."
"Hmm, you are gaining control of your skills." She said approvingly. "See you don't need to be The Wolf to access your powers no more than I need to glow like a star to use mine, but to answer your question, yes and I wasn't staring at the girls, just her."
Shauna pointed at the one woman leading the exercise. She was around Shauna's age and she was beautiful. She had short black hair with bangs around the left side of her face. She wore a black top and pants that showed off some revealing curves.
"She's my girlfriend and the love of my life. She is the reason I am not a blood thirsty animal." She explained.
"Like me?"
"No not like you. Like every other person I bring down." She said as she stood up from her seat. "Okay, we'll start your training tomorrow and I promise you this, that when I am through with you, you will be in control, not the other way around."
Mike nodded and followed her out of the park and back home to Sarah. On the walk home, Mike started to think that life wasn't starting to look so bad for him anymore.
(!)
In an undisclosed location a man dressed in a trench coat was currently on the phone with someone while sitting at his desk.
"Who dare calls this number?" A modulated voice said on the other end.
"Someone who needs vermin put into the ground." The man said.
"I'm listening, but you have two minutes."
"I heard that you and your group specifically hunt down and kill mythical creatures of evil origins. I managed to find one of your vermin here in Gotham City."
"What type of vermin?"
"A wear wolf, disguised as a young boy." He explained. "I too have vermin of my own to eliminate, but I can't get to them before taking out The Wolf and that is why I am in need of your services."
"We work to exterminate these creatures, but private contracts cost money." The person demanded.
"Don't worry, I have money, I just need your guarantee that you will kill this vermin."
"If your money is good we shall wipe it off the face of the Earth."
"And anyone who stands in your way?"
"If they have blinded by what this monster truly is, then they will be our enemies and will be met with the same fate."
"Good, the check will be paid by, Jayden Warney."