Diclaimer: I don't own FTTD, but I wish I did! ^_^; He's so kawaii!!!
AN: I recieved a review asking if the parts could be longer. I apologize for that. Now, here's a (hopefully) longer part.
The Fabled Were-Sara part 3
Flint pulled out his father, Rocky, waiting for the bloodthirsty lupines to attack. The Goodman twins also stood ready, not exactly sure of what to do; if anything. With incredible, if not inhuman speed, Flint the time detective dashed forward, smashing the wolves around. One lunged at Tony, going right for the throat. Tony screamed, and opened his eyes long enough to see the young caveboy jump forward and smash it with Rocky, breaking its neck. A good portion of the army also met a similar fate; by the time they were done, wolf corpses lay in piles around them, necks, spines and other bones broken. Flint squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out the on-coming tears. ' I didn't wanna hurt them....I really didn't....' Petra scowled. " Grrrrr......I'm not going to lose this time! Lupie! Regroup and ATTACK!!!"
What transpired in the next minute or two seemed to move in slow motion. A very pissed-off Lupie-Khan ran forward, its eyes a deep crimson. A young girl could faintly hear someone yelling, 'Sara! Watch out!' With a quick glance in the direction the voice came from, she saw a familiar outline. She assumed it to be Merlock and Bindi. Sara looked back in front of her, just quick enough to see a mouthful of sharp, dagger-like fangs descend upon her.
Then, she screamed.
" SARA!!!" shouted Murlock, a fellow time detective and the young girls' not-so-secret-admirer.With a movement so graceful and wraithlike, that was only capable of Murlocks' vampire heritage, he lept onto the ground, a whacked the enraged time shifter off of his 'beloved' Sara. Lupie went soaring off into a tree, most likely breaking a rib or two. It got up; coughing up blood, but seemingly satisfied with its work. Petra called Lupie and the other wolves off, so she could watch the events unfold in her favor.
Everyone crowded around the injured Sara, thinking of anything they could do to help her. Part of her left cheek was torn open, along with a large puncture mark on the base of her neck. The delusional young woman could hear bits of,
" Let me help her!"
" Get away from my Sara!I'll help her!"
" Back off, vampire-boy! I got a C+ in first aid!"
" Big whoop! I know white magic!"
" I can heal too! Right, Merlie?" Sara put her hands over her ears. Their words seemed a hundred times louder, each syllable making her head throb.
" SHUT UP!" she bellowed. " GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!!!" Everyone, although hesitant, obeyed her harsh command. What the group saw next horrified them beyond belief. The torn skin and puncture wounds slowly began to heal on their own. After less than a minute, the only way you could've told she was injured was the incredible amount of dried blood on her face and shirt. Sara began breathing heavily; her backed hunched over her body. Flint tenderly went up to her a put a hand on her shoulder.
" Don't worry Sara, we'll he--"
I said GET THE FUCKING HELL AWAY FROM ME!!!!!!" she screeched, batting Flint away like a ragdoll. Everyone studied her face. Her normally perfect set of teeth now sported some small sets of fangs. Her soft, delicate hands now had claws, which were growing by the minute. And her beautiful blue eyes....those eyes that just about any man could fall into....were now a deep, blood red. Anger burned in her eyes like fire in the sun. Sara looked into the eyes of her dear friends. " Please....." she sobbed. " Leave.Now."
" B-b-but...."
" GO!!" With those last words, Sara Goodman the werewolf ran off into the night.
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OMG! What's going on with Sara? Ask me really nicely and I'll do part 4!
Thanks for all your support!!
Ly the werewolf
AN: I recieved a review asking if the parts could be longer. I apologize for that. Now, here's a (hopefully) longer part.
The Fabled Were-Sara part 3
Flint pulled out his father, Rocky, waiting for the bloodthirsty lupines to attack. The Goodman twins also stood ready, not exactly sure of what to do; if anything. With incredible, if not inhuman speed, Flint the time detective dashed forward, smashing the wolves around. One lunged at Tony, going right for the throat. Tony screamed, and opened his eyes long enough to see the young caveboy jump forward and smash it with Rocky, breaking its neck. A good portion of the army also met a similar fate; by the time they were done, wolf corpses lay in piles around them, necks, spines and other bones broken. Flint squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out the on-coming tears. ' I didn't wanna hurt them....I really didn't....' Petra scowled. " Grrrrr......I'm not going to lose this time! Lupie! Regroup and ATTACK!!!"
What transpired in the next minute or two seemed to move in slow motion. A very pissed-off Lupie-Khan ran forward, its eyes a deep crimson. A young girl could faintly hear someone yelling, 'Sara! Watch out!' With a quick glance in the direction the voice came from, she saw a familiar outline. She assumed it to be Merlock and Bindi. Sara looked back in front of her, just quick enough to see a mouthful of sharp, dagger-like fangs descend upon her.
Then, she screamed.
" SARA!!!" shouted Murlock, a fellow time detective and the young girls' not-so-secret-admirer.With a movement so graceful and wraithlike, that was only capable of Murlocks' vampire heritage, he lept onto the ground, a whacked the enraged time shifter off of his 'beloved' Sara. Lupie went soaring off into a tree, most likely breaking a rib or two. It got up; coughing up blood, but seemingly satisfied with its work. Petra called Lupie and the other wolves off, so she could watch the events unfold in her favor.
Everyone crowded around the injured Sara, thinking of anything they could do to help her. Part of her left cheek was torn open, along with a large puncture mark on the base of her neck. The delusional young woman could hear bits of,
" Let me help her!"
" Get away from my Sara!I'll help her!"
" Back off, vampire-boy! I got a C+ in first aid!"
" Big whoop! I know white magic!"
" I can heal too! Right, Merlie?" Sara put her hands over her ears. Their words seemed a hundred times louder, each syllable making her head throb.
" SHUT UP!" she bellowed. " GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!!!" Everyone, although hesitant, obeyed her harsh command. What the group saw next horrified them beyond belief. The torn skin and puncture wounds slowly began to heal on their own. After less than a minute, the only way you could've told she was injured was the incredible amount of dried blood on her face and shirt. Sara began breathing heavily; her backed hunched over her body. Flint tenderly went up to her a put a hand on her shoulder.
" Don't worry Sara, we'll he--"
I said GET THE FUCKING HELL AWAY FROM ME!!!!!!" she screeched, batting Flint away like a ragdoll. Everyone studied her face. Her normally perfect set of teeth now sported some small sets of fangs. Her soft, delicate hands now had claws, which were growing by the minute. And her beautiful blue eyes....those eyes that just about any man could fall into....were now a deep, blood red. Anger burned in her eyes like fire in the sun. Sara looked into the eyes of her dear friends. " Please....." she sobbed. " Leave.Now."
" B-b-but...."
" GO!!" With those last words, Sara Goodman the werewolf ran off into the night.
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OMG! What's going on with Sara? Ask me really nicely and I'll do part 4!
Thanks for all your support!!
Ly the werewolf