Author's Note: After months of writer's block, I have come up with a
chapter idea. Random Quote of The Day: Girl: I'm suddenly aware and very
proud of my breasts Guy: Me too.
Cat Liver. Yum..
" It is a possibility." Wayne said slowly. " You're kidding, right?" Wayne stared on blinking at Terry and said as if Terry was a dumb child, "Think about what you just said." Terry rolled his eyes and said, " Look, I have to go home. My mom is going to think I was hit by a car or something." He shoved his shirt on(he was already wearing his pants) shoved on his shoes, grabbed his jacket and practically ran out of the Bat Cave.
@ @ @
The rest of the month went by as usual. Every night, Terry became Batman and beat the snot out of villains. Terry had the feeling that Bruce was trying to somehow be nicer to him. Lord knows, how he was doing it, but Terry was sensing it. Finally, on the night of the full moon, Terry felt nervous. In the back of his mind, there was always a nasty little voice telling him that he might be a monster. Rolling his eyes, Terry left his family at home and walked down the street.
Author's Note: Transformation time. Yay!
Suddenly, a sharp pain in the side of his head caused him to stumble and lean against a nearby wall. Terry breathed deeply and rubbed his head as he tried to stand up, only to fall into an alley. Terry landed in a pile of trashcan.
" Ewww." He said as he pulled a banana peel of his hair. The pain came again, this time in his spine. Terry groaned, as his entire body filled with pain. Sweat poured off his body like he was a human waterfall. His breath was coming out in ragged gasps now. Brown fur was sprouting on his face and body as his body changed from a human's to a wolf's. Finally, instead of Terry crouching in the alley, there was a large black wolf with bright yellow eyes. It let out a rumbling howl, sniffed the air, and took off deeper into the alley. Terry woke to find himself with the biggest headache he had ever had. Groaning, he sat up and opened his eyes as the sun flashed at him. He rubbed his head and looked around. A dead cat was lying by him. Or what was left of the cat. That was when Terry realized that he had to face facts. He was a werewolf.
AN: Yeah, yeah. I know that was a short chapter and you all are probably mad at me for not posting in a while, but atleast I got a chapter done. I have not been able to upload any stories because my computer had to be moved to a new place and I had no access to the internet.
Cat Liver. Yum..
" It is a possibility." Wayne said slowly. " You're kidding, right?" Wayne stared on blinking at Terry and said as if Terry was a dumb child, "Think about what you just said." Terry rolled his eyes and said, " Look, I have to go home. My mom is going to think I was hit by a car or something." He shoved his shirt on(he was already wearing his pants) shoved on his shoes, grabbed his jacket and practically ran out of the Bat Cave.
@ @ @
The rest of the month went by as usual. Every night, Terry became Batman and beat the snot out of villains. Terry had the feeling that Bruce was trying to somehow be nicer to him. Lord knows, how he was doing it, but Terry was sensing it. Finally, on the night of the full moon, Terry felt nervous. In the back of his mind, there was always a nasty little voice telling him that he might be a monster. Rolling his eyes, Terry left his family at home and walked down the street.
Author's Note: Transformation time. Yay!
Suddenly, a sharp pain in the side of his head caused him to stumble and lean against a nearby wall. Terry breathed deeply and rubbed his head as he tried to stand up, only to fall into an alley. Terry landed in a pile of trashcan.
" Ewww." He said as he pulled a banana peel of his hair. The pain came again, this time in his spine. Terry groaned, as his entire body filled with pain. Sweat poured off his body like he was a human waterfall. His breath was coming out in ragged gasps now. Brown fur was sprouting on his face and body as his body changed from a human's to a wolf's. Finally, instead of Terry crouching in the alley, there was a large black wolf with bright yellow eyes. It let out a rumbling howl, sniffed the air, and took off deeper into the alley. Terry woke to find himself with the biggest headache he had ever had. Groaning, he sat up and opened his eyes as the sun flashed at him. He rubbed his head and looked around. A dead cat was lying by him. Or what was left of the cat. That was when Terry realized that he had to face facts. He was a werewolf.
AN: Yeah, yeah. I know that was a short chapter and you all are probably mad at me for not posting in a while, but atleast I got a chapter done. I have not been able to upload any stories because my computer had to be moved to a new place and I had no access to the internet.