Lol listening to Running in the 90's while writing this (it's by initial d if you want to find it, it's weird and funny). So yeah I wrote two chapters today, I think that deserves an award or something (lol just kidding, I really really wanted to write this chapter).
It first started as a sad chapter but in the end I snuck in some humor for you, I'm kinda proud of it but I know there are probably a lot of errors, and it could be better (I really need to stop beating myself up over stuff like that but I don't want to get to proud of my work, cause then it'll start sucking :p)
Ed and I you and please enjoy
:3
Temporary Cure
I look out the window, watching as the sun slowly sets below the horizon. I'm beginning to feel sick now, my head is spinning and my stomach feels weak. I let out a small groan and bury my head in my hands, wishing this wasn't happening.
Al is sitting in the corner of the room, watching intently with the metal heart next to him. To make everything worse I had to take my clothes off so I wouldn't ruin them, since the last pair was ripped into shreds from the transformation.
"Please Al, please leave." I moan out, raising my head out of my hands to look at the ceiling. My throat is starting to burn again and I cough, preparing for what is to come. Al shakes his head and sits there, a stubborn look on his face that he had learned from me when we were little. I smile and then double over in pain, clutching my stomach.
"Don't get scared." I whisper, gritting my teeth as the painful transformation takes hold of me. Just like before my body changes horribly, bones snapping and reforming, muscles moving and changing shape. My cries of agony slowly turn into howls and growls, tears streaming from my eyes.
My face lengthens as the transformation nears its end, saliva dripping from my mouth to land on the ground. When the pain leaves I'm standing on four paws, looking at Al with fearful golden eyes. He opens his mouth to speak my name when I stand up on my back legs, raising my head back and howling to the sky.
With that howl my sanity leaves me, the wolf's mind taking over. I lash at the air at an invisible enemy, snarling and snapping my jaws. I sniff the air and pick up Al's scent, I get down on four legs and look at him, feeling the need to rip through his flesh, tear his limbs from his body.
I stalk forward, misshapen front paws thudding against the wooden floor. My claws scrape against the floor and leave gouges, but my claws don't want to tear wood, they want to rip into warm flesh. Instead of feeling guilt for what I did last night I feel pride, I killed someone and to make it better her blood tasted so sweet. Let's hope Al's blood tastes as good.
"Edward…Edward…Edward." He whispers, voice shaking slightly. My ears prick slightly and I stop in my tracks, looking at him curiously. Then I feel my mind trying desperately to take back my body, trying to make me see what the wolf couldn't. It's painful, like my head is being split open.
I crouch on the ground, covering my head with my paws, howling in pain. It's like two people are fighting to the death in my head, each shrieking at me to do what they want. The wolf wants me to kill, to shred and rip. The human wants nothing but peace and calm.
The human part of my brain takes over, pushing the wolf into the back of my mind. After the fight is over I'm left gasping on the floor, still a wolf but with the thoughts of a human.
"Ed?" Al asks gently, looking over at me with concerned golden eyes. I raise my head weakly and let it drop to the floor, tongue lolling out to make a puddle of saliva on the floor. Tears are streaming from my eyes as I slowly begin to realize how close I had come to slaughtering my own brother.
"Al." I say in a morphed tone, voice deep and scratched. Then I feel a hand gently running down my heaving side, stroking the fur with careful strokes.
"Brother, are you alright? After I called your name it looked like you were in pain." He rests his head on my shoulder, listening to my heart thundering against my ribs.
"Hurt." I groan, it's so much harder to talk in this body, and thinking really hard makes my head hurt. Maybe this is what chimeras' feel like, that's probably why Tucker's wife wanted to die. My body hurts, I guess when I'm in the wolf's mind the pain goes away, but now that I'm in my own mind the pain has returned.
"I'm getting you some water okay?" Al whispers and leaves the room. I look after him and whimper slightly, I don't want him to leave for even a second. I hear the water running in the bathroom, the sound of the liquid landing in the basin he keeps under the sink echoing in the hall.
He comes back in, basin over flowing with water. I try to sit up but it's too painful and I just fall back onto the floor, coughing slightly.
"Here I'll help you." When I try to sit up Al lets my large shoulder lean onto his body. I flick my tail gratefully and begin to lap at the water, trying to ignore the strange feeling that tries to take me over. My human mind isn't really used to drinking water in a bowl, let alone with my tongue.
"Feel better?" Al asks, running his hand through my main of golden hair. I'm done drinking and I flop back onto the floor, resting my head on my misshapen paws.
"Yes, thank you." I force out, I'm going to have to get used to talking in this form, since this will be easier than locking myself in my room every night. It feels better to know that Al is here, stroking my back and murmuring comforting words in my ears.
"Well now we know what to do, every night when you turn into a wolf I'll say your name. You won't kill anyone again." He smiles and I smile too, well I hope it looks like a smile. I cough slightly and stand up on four legs, feeling stronger than before. Al seems shocked but I rest my head on his and let out a rough laugh.
"Taller than you now." He smiles and stands up, I only reach up to a little above his hip.
"Nope, not even as a wolf." I growl and stand up on my back legs, towering over him like a huge bear. I smile and place one paw on his shoulder and another on his head.
"Beat you now." I feel normal right now, and to make it even better I'm taller than Al. We both laugh and I leap onto the bed, resting my head on the pillow.
"Now we need to find a permeate cure, maybe there's something out there to fix this." Al sits next to me, leaning back so his back is resting against my right flank.
"Try Xing books." I state simply, most of the legends originated from their country; maybe they have a real cure.
"Yeah, tomorrow I'll go to the library before work, or if you want to you could go. You have to be back by four though. I'll tell my boss that I have to be home earlier now; she's a very nice person. You have to take some days off of work, I don't want you to be in the office when it gets dark." Al says everything so sternly that it makes me laugh.
"Yes mom." I feel him flick my ear gently in mock irritation. We continue to talk until we both fall asleep, curled up under the blankets next to each other.
