I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! GX. Only Remus, Romulus, and William are mine. This is an alternate version of season three.

Chapter One- The Encounter

Atticus stepped into the abandoned dorm with an understandable amount of trepidation. The first time he came here, it had been a trap. He ended up being dragged into the Shadow Realm and brainwashed into believing he was someone called Night Shroud. He had been saved by Jaden and when ready to resume his studies, found that he would repeat his second year while his best buddy Zane went on to pro dueling.

It wasn't so bad, Atticus thought as he explored the dorm. Actually, last years was exciting. A force from outer space possessing someone, aliens fighting alongside Jaden as cards to defeat that force. Not to mention the other crazy stuff that goes on at Duel Academy.

This year will be different, though. Third year. I'll finally graduate and go on to pro dueling. Lexi plans to do the same; perhaps we could be a tag team. No crazy idea about singing while we duel or flashy outfits. Just a brother-sister tag team. I'll ask her what she thinks.

Puffs of dust kicked up from the ground as Atticus continued his exploration. The upper floors revealed only dorm rooms that were not as grand as Obelisk, but nice than Ra and definitely better than Slifer despite the dust. He was hesitant to descend to the lower floor; after all that was where he had been dragged to the Shadow Realm. He felt he needed to acknowledge that part of his life, yet he didn't want to get too close. He settled for standing at the doorway to the basement chamber and looking upon it.

This was also where Lexi dueled Titan for me; to help me recover my memories. I remembered calling out encouragement to her when she seemed close to giving up. He turned away from the room, headed up, and went outside. The night was calm and clear with a star strewn sky and a beautiful full moon. He took a deep breath of the fresh air and was about to head back when he heard a growl and rustling in the tall grass. Atticus reached into his coat, pulled out a mini flashlight, switched it on, and aimed it at the grass.

It rustled again and he backed up as a wolf stalked out of it. It was big with unusually large muscles for a wolf. His eyes trailed down to the paws, claws extending from them sharp and hooked. He knew those could cause serious damage. His eyes moved to the powerful body and tail to the head with large ears, long muzzle, and sharp teeth from which dangled a gold choker with a moonstone in the center. Its gold-green eyes bore into Atticus' eyes and it growled again.

His impulse was to run, but logic told him that the wolf would have no trouble taking him down. He decided not to move, thinking the wolf may decide not to bother him. Then again, a wolf doesn't go around carrying a choker in his mouth. Nor are they so large. This isn't a normal wolf. Panic and fear took over as Atticus turned and ran.

The wolf snarled and he heard large paws pounding behind him. He ran as fast as he could and then stumbled and fell as his foot caught a root. He got up and turned to see the wolf in the air before he plowed into him. Atticus planted a hand on the chest to keep the wolf away from his throat. The wolf jerked his head forward, teeth opening. The choker flew from the mouth and landed on Atticus' throat. The choker glowed as it floated up slightly and attached itself around the boy's throat. The sight of the choker floating and attaching itself to him distracted him long enough for the wolf to bite his arm. Atticus screamed, the wolf released, and stared down at Atticus.

"It is done," the wolf said.

"You…can talk!?" he gasped.

"I can now," the wolf answered. "I have passed the choker to another and have continued the curse."

"Cu-curse?"

"Yes. You are now a werewolf. The choker's power could not activate until you received a bite from me under the full moon. Now, listen carefully. You will transform every night starting tomorrow. You will be in control of your body and able to talk except for the full moon. You will be a dangerous, vicious monster during the full moon. You will have the ability to bite people to curse them as werewolves during the full moon only. I have bared the curse for decades and it was only when I took off the choker that I lost the ability to talk. I advise you not to take it off or you will have to pass on the curse to regain your human voice." The wolf leaped off him, turned, and ran off.

Atticus got to his feet, his body shaking. His fingers strayed to the choker. I'm a werewolf now? I'll change every night? His head spun with everything he was told and knew one thing he had to do: Tell Alexis.

Atticus got up the next morning and looked in the mirror. The choker gleamed innocently and he knew he couldn't take it off if he wished to talk on non-full moon nights. Wait…how come my attacker wasn't a vicious werewolf last night and could talk once he cursed me? Maybe it's controllable after being a werewolf for decades. If so, that's a relief. He got dressed and headed for the cafeteria. Now, Atticus had a normal appetite for a teenage boy, but this morning, Atticus loaded up on every meat product available and only meat. He noticed this and could only chalk it up to his curse. Wolves were carnivores by nature and he was part wolf now. He devoured his breakfast and then paced outside it to wait for Alexis. He felt so restless and edgy. He knew it was the curse. He wondered what color fur he would have. Would it be gray or the color of his hair or another color entirely? I probably won't know until after the full moon which will be tomorrow as tonight is the last one. He shuddered at the thought of having no control of what he did and having no memory of what he did.

"Atti?"

Atticus paused in his tracks and looked to see his sister come out. He forced a smile. "Hey, Lexi."

"You okay? Is something bothering you?"

"Yeah. Yeah, something is bothering me. Follow me." He led Alexis outside and to a secluded spot on Blue campus where he started pacing again. I just can't stay still! he thought, annoyed.

"Atti, what's wrong?"

He sighed and forced himself to stop. "Lexi, I had a run-in with a large wolf last night near the abandoned dorm."

"Why were you there?"

"Reflection, sis. Thinking back on last and the year ahead. That reminds me. What do you think about us being a pro tag team? Not that crazy idea Crowler had; a real team."

"Sounds interesting. Let me think on it over the year. So, back to this wolf. Did it hurt you?"

"Yeah. It bit me." He pushed up the sleeve to reveal smooth skin. "Huh? But, it was right there! I swear it was!"

"Calm down, Atti. I believe you."

"Okay. Well before it bit me, it had this choker it was carrying in his mouth. It had me pinned, tossed the choker at my throat and it attached itself to me. Then after the bite…he spoke to me."

"It…talked!?"

Atticus nodded. "He cursed me, Lex. The choker and the bite combined. I'm a werewolf now."

"A…werewolf?" she repeated.

"Yeah. Tonight, I'll be a dangerous, vicious monster. I'll also change between full moons, but I'll be in control of myself and able to talk."

"You'll change every night? That's different from what one usually hears. Atti, why don't you take the choker off? That might break the curse."

Atticus' hands flew up to conceal it and keep Alexis' hands away from it. "No. If it's removed, I won't be able to talk at night between full moons."

"Oh, Atti. That's awful."

"I know. You won't tell anyone, right? At least for now?"

"Of course. I promise not to tell." She saw the relieved look on his face and felt bad for him. She couldn't imagine being a werewolf, but her brother wouldn't have to imagine as he would change tonight.