Operation: Werewolf

By: Aubrie1234

Dear Readers, I'm sorry, but we're going to have to skip this again. We still can't seem to find the Mousetrap Remover.

Drago: Brontes, Hades, search the closet for the Mousetrap Remover. The rest of you bakugan, help me try to pry this off Elico, please.

Bakugan: (gets in position)

Drago: On the count of three, we all pry it. One... Two... Three!

Bakugan: (Pries it, but doesn't work)

Me: (sighs) I hope Brontes and Hades find that Mousetrap Remover soon... Anyway, I don't own the Amazing Spiez except for my OC. Go story, go!

As the days swept by after the incident, Aubrie and the scientists worked endlessly on the antidote. Aubrie was also sending two-day reports to Jerry about how the antidote was going as well, so he didn't have to call her every so often. But, a few nights after Marc's breakdown, she sent him a e-mail that was very important. That same night, something happened to Marc...


With Jerry:

Jerry silently checked his e-mail. He checked it every night before he left and every day before he got to work now, because of Marc's predicament. He usually came up with spam mail, but he got a very important message from Aubrie that night, titled: 'I Now Have A Few Answers.' He opened it and came to this message:

'Dear Jerry, I think I now know what's wrong with your friend/spy. The chemical we inspected is almost the same as last time, but it is missing a few things. Thankfully, your spy isn't going to become a really bad monster, but is still going to be a danger. You need to put him in a holding cell before it goes too far. I will have the antidote soon, so don't worry. Signed, Aubrie.'

Jerry sighed gratefully, knowing that this is going to be over soon, but also sighed sadly. He knew that spies wouldn't like this (and neither did he), but he had to lock up Marc. He would get them in the morning, tomorrow. Tomorrow was Saturday, so they didn't have to worry about their parents or schoolwork.


With Marc:

Tony and the others were asleep, but he couldn't sleep for some reason. The night looked beautiful to him, and he didn't know why. Especially the moon. It reflected the sun's light, but not as bright. It also calmed him a little, making him feel right at home (even though he was home). Marc felt like he could do anything once the moon was out. Lately, during the past few days, the moon had started to make him feel calm whenever it was out. He wouldn't tell his siblings, though. He was afraid they would overreact, thanks to what happened last Saturday. After that, he felt a lot better and wasn't as angry.

"Mmm..." Marc hummed, closing his eyes before sighing and turning back to his room from the window. He silently slipped into the bed, not making a sound. Soon, he was fast asleep. That night, though, searing pains shot through his body, making him whimper a few times. The next morning, he woke up earlier than the others (like usual). As he stretched, he felt something hanging on him. He brought his hand up to his shoulder and touched some of his hair. But, wasn't it short? Marc knew it was short last night, before he went to bed, so how did it get so long? He quickly and quietly ran to the bathroom and locked the door before looking at himself in the mirror. He was right about the long hair, at least. His hair was now so long it reached the bottom of his back.

"What happened...?" he whispered, shocked at his reflection. His hair wasn't the only different thing. His claws were now longer, and he was bending over in the mirror a bit just to look himself in the eye. His arms were also longer as well and his teeth were even sharper than before and longer, jutting out from his mouth a little. As he looked down and inspected his tail, he noticed something else. His tail was now reaching his ankles (it used to only reach his knees before), and he now had claws on his feet as well. He gasped at seeing the claws, silvery and glinting in the morning sun. He then, quickly and quietly, ran out of the now unlocked bathroom, into his and Tony's room, closed and locked the door, and shook Tony awake. He was so tall now that he could just reach into the top bunk without climbing up the ladder beside the bunk bed, so he didn't notice he hadn't climbed the ladder until he shook Tony awake.

"Tony! TONY!" he whispered, shaking his younger brother.

"Wha...?" Tony asked sleepily, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. As his eyes focused, he noticed Marc was the one who woke him up and he looked different. Really different.

"Marc? Is that you?!" he asked, mouth agape.

"Unfortunately, yeah, it is." Marc answered, a sad smile on his face.

"What happened? You were just fine last night!"

"I don't know Tony. I just wish I knew." Suddenly, the bunk bed started to shake.

"Uh oh." they both muttered before being swept into the tunnel. Soon, they were joined up with Megan and Lee, both still in their pajamas just like Tony and Marc.

"Marc! What happened to you?!" they both shouted/asked as they were sent down the tunnel.

"I wish I knew! I woke up this morning looking like this!" he shouted back.

"I just hope Jerry can help you soon! I don't want to be stuck with a brother bigger than Lee now!" Tony interrupted, whining.

"I hope that Jerry has something important for us this time! We haven't had a mission in a while!" Megan shouted as they neared the end of the tunnel. Marc got a bad feeling about what was going to happen. Then, they landed on the couch, ending up in the same pile as the first time.

"Ugh. Next time, warn us before you do that, Jerry." Marc said, being on the bottom again.