Wolf By Night
Vampiresswolf
Ch. 2
When he awoke, all he saw was gray. Everything was in shades of gray. Gray walls, gray ceiling, gray sheets. Even his skin appeared gray.
The second thing he noticed was the pain. It was searing, tearing throughout his body as if he were holding the world at bay, keeping the world from touching him, and warring throughout his entire body, every sinew and tendon and blood vessel screamed in pain.
The third thing he noticed took a while, because it took a while to move. He noticed this third thing only because of the active movement of his head, and the spoken word, which seemed louder than words should sound.
"It'll take some time to get used to, or so I hear. I actually wouldn't know, being a BornWere and not a MadeWere. The colors will return after some time as well. Your body's just trying to figure itself out."
The voice was silk, smooth and enchanting. When he turned to look at the owner he frowned. It was an olive-toned male, probably around three years younger than himself. And, he noticed, he was the only thing in his vision that was not a shade of gray. He had dark, black hair and eyes like an eternal abyss. The eyes were what made him frown, for he could swear he had seen them before.
"Why are you in color?" He asked, which seemed an odd thing. Shouldn't he be asking why everything else lacked color?
"I answered that. Your body is attempting to orient itself. I am your creator, and therefore I am the thing that your body recognizes. Your skin will be the next thing in color, and then your sight should even out. Congratulations, you have survived the Change."
"Change?" Percy frowned, but indeed, his own skin tone was beginning to return to him, "Why is everything so loud? Why can I smell so much?"
The dark chuckle sent a thrill up his spine, "That is easy, pet. You are now a Were."
"A were?"
"Yes. A species of creature who ages at one seventh the rate of a human, and who is able to change their form into that of another animal, depending on the genes in their body. As you were bit by me, you would be considered a wolf. There are also Weres that are able to turn into tigers, bears, eagles, you name it. However, we are the Were Wolves, and therefore, you are now part wolf."
"Werewolf? Werewolves don't exist…."
"Oh, I assure you they do. How else do you explain our existence?"
"You are human."
The boy smiled at him, "You may recognize me better in another form, then." He sighed heavily, and Percy squeaked a feeble objection when he began to take off his clothing. He closed his eyes and soon a very familiar wolf stood in front of him.
"Wolf?!" He asked, surprised.
My name is Nico, actually.
"Wha- how can I hear you? In my head?"
He could swear the wolf chuckled, You are Were now. You too can communicate telepathically, though it is much easier when you are in animal form. He phased back and nonchalantly slipped back into his pants and shirt. Percy subconsciously pulled the covers closer.
"It will take a while for you to get used to, I am sure. But modesty is not something that is well perceived in this Pack. Phasing happens when needed, whether you are around others or not. Get used to it."
"I don't believe I am a wolf boy…"
Nico smiled, "By the night you will. A young Were cannot control his Phases for at least six weeks, usually longer, and therefore you will be Phasing every night. You have been for the last three nights already. And may I say, you have a beautiful silvery blue coat."
Percy blinked at him, unsure what to say to that, "Three nights?"
"Yes, pet. Your cellular makeup had to change completely. In order to do that it is easier for you to be unconscious, or the pain would be unbearable. Just be glad you are no longer on the Gallows list, though you are being actively hunted, which is why you are inside of Camp and not outside of it."
Percy blinked, one part of that sentence catching his notice, "Leo! What happened to Leo?"
Nico chuckled, "He is younger than you are, so he woke a few hours ago. We can send for him if you would like." Nico got up and hit a button low-set on the wall, about the height of an average sized dog's nose. Nico talked into it briefly and then bowed to Percy, "I shall leave the two of you to talk it out. I will be in a meeting down the hall to the left if you need me."
He opened the door and left, after letting in a familiar face. Leo sat on the bed beside him and they just looked at each other.
"You are gray as the surroundings, Leo."
"So are you. They said that besides our creator and ourselves, everything else will stay gray until our first conscious shift. Isn't this awesome? Werewolves are real!"
"I suppose."
"Oh come on, you can't say this isn't exciting?"
"I am a little disoriented, to be honest. I am not sure what to believe. Maybe I died on the Gallows and this is what is after, or maybe I'm just dreaming, and I will be awoken soon to be taken there."
Leo gave him one of his looks, "You have got to be kidding me."
"I will just have to wait and see I suppose. When I know the truth the truth will know me."
Leo rolled his eyes and stood up, "Come on, oaf. You must be starved! We've been asleep for a long time!"
Now that he mentioned it, Percy's stomach rumbled hungrily, so he stood up to follow the other boy out into the dark underground halls. There was golden candlelight shining every few yards to light there way, but without the use of their color receptors, everything seemed very gray.