Disclaimer: I don't own FTTD. If I did, then the show would be called Ly the Time Detective. So there. :P
AN: SUMIMASAN!!! I am SO sorry this part is so late! So....much....homework.....*gack*
It's Back.......part 3 by Ly the werewolf
The lights were very bright; too bright to be comfortable, anyway. People dressed in white lab coats, adorned with rubber gloves, sharp, surgical instruments, and needles that shone like silver. The walls were plain white, all four of them, and the room stunk of antisceptic spray. Sara Goodman half-opened her eyes and inspected the room she was currently in. She recognized it - the bio wing of the underground lab. She was in the testing room.
' What am I doing in the testing room...?' she thought to herself. One of the doctors noticed her being awake and silently approached the frightened and confused young teen. " Don't worry there, kiddo," spoke the doctor, a very rude tone to his voice, almost like she was a two-year old. " You'll be fine. " He held an empty syringe up to the light, filling it with a greenish liquid. " We're just gonna preform a couple tests on ya, that's all. But then..." Sara blinked.
" But then what?" she asked, the first time she had said a word all day. The doctor continued to fiddle with the needle.
" There are other scientists around the world who want to do tests on you...the FBI, the CIA, different government and politically funded projects....Y'know, the usual." Sara continued to stare holes into the doctor.
" But I do not wish to be tested." She bluntly stated.
" Sorry. If I could have it any other way, I'd let you out righ now. But, well, there's rules and regulations, different procedures you have to follow. Like I said, sorry." Sara's face was now emotionless.
" You will release me right now. " The doctor paid no heed. In fact, he seemed to ignore her all together.
" Okay now....We're going to inject this special stimulant into your bloodstream. Try not to fidget; or else it'll hurt more." Sara wasn't too fond of having a complete stranger jam a sharp object into her arm, so she began to struggle.
" Damn..." she cursed under her breath. They most likely suspected that, so they took the unlikely precaution of incorporating leather straps. Sara flexed her wrists, they were sore from the straps. The only availible body part she could move was her head. Sweat began to trickle down her forehead as the doctor and needle approached her arm. No matter how often he soothed her, telling her to calm down, she still squirmed and wiggled, desperatly trying to evade the needle's path. Finally, annoyed by her unco-operative attitude, he held her arm still, and slowly slid the sharp point into her skin. Sara opened her mouth to scream, but only a pitiful squeak came out.
" It's okay, it's okay, and....there!" He took the needle out, and wiped the spot with some antisceptic. The drug went to work almost immediatly. She could feel her head begin to swim. Sara could faintly hear the voice of the doctor, although it was garbled and distant. " Now you're going to feel the drug right away. Just keep calm, chances are you might trasform...OH MY GOD!!!! GET THE OTHERS OUT OF HERE!!! NOW!! ALERT DR. GOODMAN AND THE OTHERS!! MOVE!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Meanwhile, Tony Goodman, followed by Lupie, trotted down the hallway. Tony smiled; he hadn't seen his sister for about three days now. She was cooped in the lab, or a cage 24/7 ever since the 'bully incident'. Suddenly, Lupie stopped. " Hm? Somethin' wrong, Lupie?" The time shifter looked ahead, nose sniffing the air. A small, throaty growl emitted from his throat.
" Tony....I have a bad feeling about this." The young teen shrugged.
" Aw, c'mon! You had a bad feeling about that tuna and banana sandwhich Flint found behind the furnace!"
" Didn't he get sick?"
" ....kinda..." Suddenly, a large blast of sound charged throughout the hallways. Bright red sirens came to life, the tiny spotlights dancing over the walls. The monotonous feminine voice came on the loudspeakers.
" DANGER, DANGER. SECURITY BREACH IN BIOLAB, SECTOR 27-R. DANGER, DANGER....." Tony, not knowing what to do or where to go, dashed down the hallway - only to bump into someone, or something.
" Since when did Uncle Bernie have carpets in the lab...?" His light, hazel eyes traveled up to what the present obstacle was. A large werewolf, approximatly seven feet tall, with large, yellow eyes and smooth, textured fur stood above him. Drool slowly dripped off of it's enormous dagger-like fangs. Lupie sprang into action.
" Tony! Get out of here! Alert the others!" The tiny time shifter stared at the creature before him. "Sara....what has happened to you, my child?" Instead of responding, the oddity known as the Fabled Were-Sara roared, and lunged for Lupie. The small wolf snarled. " Forgive me, m'lady....Lupie shapeshift to....LUPIE-MASTER!!" Sara hesitated to attack. Before her stood a creature of incredible beauty. Lupie-master was at least twice the size of a normal wolf. Silky fur glistened around his head, like a shining mane under the artificial light. ( Ever seen Monster Rancher? You know Tiger of the Wind? He kinda looks like that, minus the horns & the blue fur.) A long, bushy tail swished back and forth in anticipation. His sleek, muscular body was held up by four large legs, each adorned with flesh-ripping claws. A small smirk crept up onto his face. " Now, will you think twice about causing any trouble here, Lady Sara?" Were-Sara snarled at the mockery. A voice deep down inside of her told her to stop, this creature is much more powerful and wiser than you are. The other, more dominant side told her to go ahead and kill whatever stood in her way. Sara lunged, mouth open wide. Lupie-master did the same. Unfortunatly, Sara made the move less than a second before LM could, and got a good swipe across his chest. The sound of blood splattering against the walls was horrible. Lupie-Master summoned up all of his strength, but ended up in losing more blood. 'I.....I just....can't stop her....' he thought. ' She's on a murderous rampage....full of hatred....and fear.....she needs a sense of self-belonging.....' Suddenly,
" FLINT-STRIKE!!" * SMACK* The last thing she could remember was seeing a very angry granite hammer slam into her face.
A steady drizzle could be heard, lightly tapping against the windows of the Bureau of Time and Space. The sky was a dull gray; the news had called for an overcast all weekend. Inside, where it was noticably warmer, Tony Goodman yawned and stretched. He had been by his twin sister's side all day, and the chair he was sitting in wasn't exactly the most comfortable thing in the world. With one last look at his sleeping sister, he exited the room to a waiting crowd of both humans and time shifters (with a few exceptions, of course! ^_~). Sara's aqua eyes fluttered open; she couldn't remember a thing. All she could see was that she was in the recovery ward of the lab. A large bouquet of roses decorated her bedside. A small envelope was hidden amongst the blood-red beauties. She gratefully opened it.
Dearest Sara,
I am sorrowfully aware of your present condition; the Fabled Were-Sara has come back. Just remember that no matter what happens, what you look like, or what you become, I will always be there for you. These roses are just a small reminder to the world that you, Sara Goodman, in any form, are still the most beautiful, and enchanting creature ever to bless the Earth.
Always yours,
Murlock Holmes
Sara could feel herself beginning to blush at the hand-written note. " Oh, Murlock....thank you so much...." she jokingly wiped a tear away from her eye. Suddenly, a small scratching noise could be heard outside her door, accompanied by a voice.
" Um, a little help here? I don't seem to be tall enough to open this door, not to mention I don't have opposable thumbs." The small pid-pad of Flint's feet could be heard, along with an exchange of 'thank you's' and ' your welcome's'. Lupie, back in his regular form, pawed the door open. "Sara?"
" Hi Lupie." The small wolf smiled.
" Ah, Lady Sara, it brightens my day to know that you are alright." He hopped onto the chair that Tony was sitting in earlier.
" So...." Sara began. " What brings you here?" Lupie blinked.
" Aren't you aware of what happened earlier today?"
" ....Not really." The time shifter sighed. He wasn't exactly keen on telling her that she had murdered a group of doctors, and nearly killed him and her twin brother.
" Well....you....transformed again, Sara." Sara's face went deathly pale.
" Oh no....please tell me I didn't hurt anyone..." Lupie was silent. Tears began to roll down her face. " Oh no....Oh God no! What's wrong with me?!"A comforting paw could be felt on her lap.
" Lady Sara....that is why I have come here. To tell you about my plan." The young teen sniffled back her tears.
" What plan?"
" To teach you. Since it is painfully obvious that the power I unknowingly gave you has now become part of your DNA, I will teach you to embrace it, instead of fighting it. You will learn to control it, and transform at will. Your powers will become a valuable asset in the search for time shifters and the fight against Petra Fina. Do you accept?" Sara was silent. ' If I accepted this,' she wondered. ' I would never hurt anyone else. I'd be able to control it...this incredible power that I have.....'
" I accept." Lupie smiled warmly, but then went back to emotionless.
" Excellent. Training starts as soon as your better. Good day, m'lady." With that, he hopped off, and exited the room. Sara was left to contemplate her future.
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Ta da! I won't be writing a fic on her training, that would take WAY too long. Instead, any fics that branch off of this will just have Sara able to control her powers. Lupie will become a regular tag-along, much like Pterri and Get-A-Long. Thank you, the readers, for your wonderful contributions! Ja ne!
Ly the werewolf
AN: SUMIMASAN!!! I am SO sorry this part is so late! So....much....homework.....*gack*
It's Back.......part 3 by Ly the werewolf
The lights were very bright; too bright to be comfortable, anyway. People dressed in white lab coats, adorned with rubber gloves, sharp, surgical instruments, and needles that shone like silver. The walls were plain white, all four of them, and the room stunk of antisceptic spray. Sara Goodman half-opened her eyes and inspected the room she was currently in. She recognized it - the bio wing of the underground lab. She was in the testing room.
' What am I doing in the testing room...?' she thought to herself. One of the doctors noticed her being awake and silently approached the frightened and confused young teen. " Don't worry there, kiddo," spoke the doctor, a very rude tone to his voice, almost like she was a two-year old. " You'll be fine. " He held an empty syringe up to the light, filling it with a greenish liquid. " We're just gonna preform a couple tests on ya, that's all. But then..." Sara blinked.
" But then what?" she asked, the first time she had said a word all day. The doctor continued to fiddle with the needle.
" There are other scientists around the world who want to do tests on you...the FBI, the CIA, different government and politically funded projects....Y'know, the usual." Sara continued to stare holes into the doctor.
" But I do not wish to be tested." She bluntly stated.
" Sorry. If I could have it any other way, I'd let you out righ now. But, well, there's rules and regulations, different procedures you have to follow. Like I said, sorry." Sara's face was now emotionless.
" You will release me right now. " The doctor paid no heed. In fact, he seemed to ignore her all together.
" Okay now....We're going to inject this special stimulant into your bloodstream. Try not to fidget; or else it'll hurt more." Sara wasn't too fond of having a complete stranger jam a sharp object into her arm, so she began to struggle.
" Damn..." she cursed under her breath. They most likely suspected that, so they took the unlikely precaution of incorporating leather straps. Sara flexed her wrists, they were sore from the straps. The only availible body part she could move was her head. Sweat began to trickle down her forehead as the doctor and needle approached her arm. No matter how often he soothed her, telling her to calm down, she still squirmed and wiggled, desperatly trying to evade the needle's path. Finally, annoyed by her unco-operative attitude, he held her arm still, and slowly slid the sharp point into her skin. Sara opened her mouth to scream, but only a pitiful squeak came out.
" It's okay, it's okay, and....there!" He took the needle out, and wiped the spot with some antisceptic. The drug went to work almost immediatly. She could feel her head begin to swim. Sara could faintly hear the voice of the doctor, although it was garbled and distant. " Now you're going to feel the drug right away. Just keep calm, chances are you might trasform...OH MY GOD!!!! GET THE OTHERS OUT OF HERE!!! NOW!! ALERT DR. GOODMAN AND THE OTHERS!! MOVE!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Meanwhile, Tony Goodman, followed by Lupie, trotted down the hallway. Tony smiled; he hadn't seen his sister for about three days now. She was cooped in the lab, or a cage 24/7 ever since the 'bully incident'. Suddenly, Lupie stopped. " Hm? Somethin' wrong, Lupie?" The time shifter looked ahead, nose sniffing the air. A small, throaty growl emitted from his throat.
" Tony....I have a bad feeling about this." The young teen shrugged.
" Aw, c'mon! You had a bad feeling about that tuna and banana sandwhich Flint found behind the furnace!"
" Didn't he get sick?"
" ....kinda..." Suddenly, a large blast of sound charged throughout the hallways. Bright red sirens came to life, the tiny spotlights dancing over the walls. The monotonous feminine voice came on the loudspeakers.
" DANGER, DANGER. SECURITY BREACH IN BIOLAB, SECTOR 27-R. DANGER, DANGER....." Tony, not knowing what to do or where to go, dashed down the hallway - only to bump into someone, or something.
" Since when did Uncle Bernie have carpets in the lab...?" His light, hazel eyes traveled up to what the present obstacle was. A large werewolf, approximatly seven feet tall, with large, yellow eyes and smooth, textured fur stood above him. Drool slowly dripped off of it's enormous dagger-like fangs. Lupie sprang into action.
" Tony! Get out of here! Alert the others!" The tiny time shifter stared at the creature before him. "Sara....what has happened to you, my child?" Instead of responding, the oddity known as the Fabled Were-Sara roared, and lunged for Lupie. The small wolf snarled. " Forgive me, m'lady....Lupie shapeshift to....LUPIE-MASTER!!" Sara hesitated to attack. Before her stood a creature of incredible beauty. Lupie-master was at least twice the size of a normal wolf. Silky fur glistened around his head, like a shining mane under the artificial light. ( Ever seen Monster Rancher? You know Tiger of the Wind? He kinda looks like that, minus the horns & the blue fur.) A long, bushy tail swished back and forth in anticipation. His sleek, muscular body was held up by four large legs, each adorned with flesh-ripping claws. A small smirk crept up onto his face. " Now, will you think twice about causing any trouble here, Lady Sara?" Were-Sara snarled at the mockery. A voice deep down inside of her told her to stop, this creature is much more powerful and wiser than you are. The other, more dominant side told her to go ahead and kill whatever stood in her way. Sara lunged, mouth open wide. Lupie-master did the same. Unfortunatly, Sara made the move less than a second before LM could, and got a good swipe across his chest. The sound of blood splattering against the walls was horrible. Lupie-Master summoned up all of his strength, but ended up in losing more blood. 'I.....I just....can't stop her....' he thought. ' She's on a murderous rampage....full of hatred....and fear.....she needs a sense of self-belonging.....' Suddenly,
" FLINT-STRIKE!!" * SMACK* The last thing she could remember was seeing a very angry granite hammer slam into her face.
A steady drizzle could be heard, lightly tapping against the windows of the Bureau of Time and Space. The sky was a dull gray; the news had called for an overcast all weekend. Inside, where it was noticably warmer, Tony Goodman yawned and stretched. He had been by his twin sister's side all day, and the chair he was sitting in wasn't exactly the most comfortable thing in the world. With one last look at his sleeping sister, he exited the room to a waiting crowd of both humans and time shifters (with a few exceptions, of course! ^_~). Sara's aqua eyes fluttered open; she couldn't remember a thing. All she could see was that she was in the recovery ward of the lab. A large bouquet of roses decorated her bedside. A small envelope was hidden amongst the blood-red beauties. She gratefully opened it.
Dearest Sara,
I am sorrowfully aware of your present condition; the Fabled Were-Sara has come back. Just remember that no matter what happens, what you look like, or what you become, I will always be there for you. These roses are just a small reminder to the world that you, Sara Goodman, in any form, are still the most beautiful, and enchanting creature ever to bless the Earth.
Always yours,
Murlock Holmes
Sara could feel herself beginning to blush at the hand-written note. " Oh, Murlock....thank you so much...." she jokingly wiped a tear away from her eye. Suddenly, a small scratching noise could be heard outside her door, accompanied by a voice.
" Um, a little help here? I don't seem to be tall enough to open this door, not to mention I don't have opposable thumbs." The small pid-pad of Flint's feet could be heard, along with an exchange of 'thank you's' and ' your welcome's'. Lupie, back in his regular form, pawed the door open. "Sara?"
" Hi Lupie." The small wolf smiled.
" Ah, Lady Sara, it brightens my day to know that you are alright." He hopped onto the chair that Tony was sitting in earlier.
" So...." Sara began. " What brings you here?" Lupie blinked.
" Aren't you aware of what happened earlier today?"
" ....Not really." The time shifter sighed. He wasn't exactly keen on telling her that she had murdered a group of doctors, and nearly killed him and her twin brother.
" Well....you....transformed again, Sara." Sara's face went deathly pale.
" Oh no....please tell me I didn't hurt anyone..." Lupie was silent. Tears began to roll down her face. " Oh no....Oh God no! What's wrong with me?!"A comforting paw could be felt on her lap.
" Lady Sara....that is why I have come here. To tell you about my plan." The young teen sniffled back her tears.
" What plan?"
" To teach you. Since it is painfully obvious that the power I unknowingly gave you has now become part of your DNA, I will teach you to embrace it, instead of fighting it. You will learn to control it, and transform at will. Your powers will become a valuable asset in the search for time shifters and the fight against Petra Fina. Do you accept?" Sara was silent. ' If I accepted this,' she wondered. ' I would never hurt anyone else. I'd be able to control it...this incredible power that I have.....'
" I accept." Lupie smiled warmly, but then went back to emotionless.
" Excellent. Training starts as soon as your better. Good day, m'lady." With that, he hopped off, and exited the room. Sara was left to contemplate her future.
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Ta da! I won't be writing a fic on her training, that would take WAY too long. Instead, any fics that branch off of this will just have Sara able to control her powers. Lupie will become a regular tag-along, much like Pterri and Get-A-Long. Thank you, the readers, for your wonderful contributions! Ja ne!
Ly the werewolf