They ran into Lord John Roxton (A/N got ya! didn't I? ;)) "John!" Marguerite started, running into him had not done anything for her already punding heart.
John was just as startled as the two women to have found them running from the cave, free.
"What happened are you two...?" He asked worridly.
Veronica shoved the two foward, "Forget it! We need to GO! NOW!" With another forceful shove they finally took of in a run. Roxton explaining what had happened recently. And Marguerite and Veronica filling him in.
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Challenger pushed againest the enflamed but unbroken skin, Finn just sat there bouncing on the bed.
"Come on Challenger, I'm fine let me up. Let's go kick some werewolf ass!" She jumped to her feet grabbing her crossbow from the bedside table.
Challenger was losing his patience, she was worse then Veronica, Roxton and Marguerite put together! "Finn please, the diesease is transmitted through bite. Stay out I need to go get some silver nitrade," He stood and left, glancing at the moon as he passed the open window in the room. He realized that the moon was full, pulling out his pocket watch he saw that it was 11:30. In half an hour Finn would turn.
Finn paced, ignoring Challenger warning. What was wrong with him? She could take on any beast anytime, anyday! She wasn't going to let any old man tell her different, or stop her. Clipping the crossbow to her waist she grabbed a rope from under Veronica's bed (a rope that Finn wasn't supposed to know about) and quickly tied it the railing before jumping out the window and fast sliding down the rope, she didn't feel the rope burn her hands. Just the exhalration of the moment.
Challenger picked up the bottle of silver nitrade and a needle, on his way by he decided to take a peek at his sample, maybe he could recognize it. If he'd gone straight to the room, he may have been able to stop another soon-to-be werewolf from escaping into the freedom.
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Veronica flinched as Marguerite yanked John's shirt tighter againest Veronica's stomach. After running for what seemed like hours, they'd stopped to bandage Veronica's wound. Roxton had quickly thrown his shirt to Marguerite before dissapearing to watch the valley just a short ways away.
Roxton sat perched on a rock, where he'd been a few hours before looking into the valley. He sat listening to the howls coming from below, he'd finally recognized the sound of the howls, they reminded him of a few old girlfriends. The wolves were mating, he was certin. He wasn't sure if the process would produce more werewolves, something to ask Challenger about later, he mused.
"John! Were ready," Marguerite's voice broke into his thoughts.
They continued on the way to the treehouse, walking now. Roxton debated whether to tell them what he'd discovered, finally he did.
"There....having ummmm," he said nervoulsly.
Marguerite quirked an eyebrow, "Sex," she said grinning at Veronica's blush, "I do hope you don't mean Challenger and Finn," she smirked as Veronica's blush deepened.
Roxton frowned at her, her obiviously flowing adrenaline was making her giddy. "I meant those....those...creatures," he jerked a thumb back towards the valley.
"And what does that have to do with anything....?" Veronica questioned eager to end this line of conversation.
Roxton was thoughtful for a moment, "Think about it. How many times did Malone or any other wolf have the chance to kill you? Either one of you?" This got them both thinking.
Marguerite was the first to respond, "John are you going where I think going with this?" 'Surely he's not,' she thought to herself.
John nodded grimly, "It's mating season, and there searching for mates."
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*Simotansly in the lab*
Challenger's eyes widened as he began to recognize the transformed cells, he rushed from the lab and into Veronica's father's library, grabbing a book on the human hormornal system before running back to is lab. He turned to the index and found the chapter he wanted, the chapter on arousal, flipping to the appropiate page he scanned the pages for the cell picture he wanted. He found them, looking at the clear picture of human male cells during a state of arousal he recognized it. While exactly the same as what was under his microscope it was enough, he then realized why they out in the open, why they hadn't killed Finn. They wanted her as a mate. They were searching mates.
Challenger rushed from his lab the silver nitrade and needle in his hands, through the doorway he burst, to find Finn's bed empty. A rope hanging over the edge of the window, she was gone.
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Finn raced through the jungle, jumping fallen logs, ducking under vines, splashing through streams and rivers. She had never felt so invigorated! She felt as though she could go one forever! She felt so invigorated, the energy pulsing through her body felt so good!
Then it became pain and she fell to her knees with a cry holding her pounding head.
Her eyes detected a difference in her palms, pulling her face away she realized her hands were coated in a thin layer of hair, her nails had grown to long sharp weapons. Then her mind began transform and the dissapeared, replaced by a furious mindset, a mind set to mate.
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Marguerite stared at John for a moment gaping at him, "How in the hell would you know that!?" When his mouth opened she held out a hand. "No! No I do not want to know!" A hand massaged her right temple, "Gods this is a mess," she didn't realize what she said, but Roxton did.
Veronica who had observed the two through all this and only now spoke, "Malone, Marguerite remember how he treated me?" Marguerite nodded with a wicked grin and winked at her, Veronica frowned and continued. "Maybe that's why he was acting so...." she glanced nevorusly at John and bent to whisper in Marguerite's ear.
Marguerite giggled and covered her grin a hand, "Maybe," she giggled again.
Roxton watched Marguerite laugh at Veronicas's expense, "You two care to explain?" He finally asked.
"Well Malone, best Malone got Veronica here a little.....worked up," Marguerite explained with a little eyebrow wiggle making sure he understood, Veronica merly blushed and squirmed.
Just then they heard a howl and a figuere burst from the folage, and very hairy figuere. It ran the man and two women without stopping. The explorers stared as the beast ran right by close enough rip each of there throats out, but without touching any of them.
Veronica followed the wolf with a finger, "Did you see that?" she asked incredously once it had dissapeared.
They both blinked several times before nodding. "Did you notice the clothes?" Marguerite finally got her voice.
For the first time realized the she wolf had been clothed in black, Finn! Veronica took off without a word for the treehouse. The bond she had developed with Finn was unexplainable.
When Veronica had returned she'd found her room occupied, by Finn. At first she was adament, she WOULD NOT share a room with the girl, she'd just as well share with Marguerite! And she'd said as much.
But as the weeks wore on and she got tired of Marguerite's snoring and late night dreams involoving Roxton, during which she'd often moan his name or some unrepeatable words. So she'd finally, begrudgingly, agreed to share her room with Finn. And because of that, the two had become great friends quickly. And now that friend was in dire need of help, but she had to know what had happened.
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Finn raced through the jungle her heigtened sense of smell guiding to her own kind, she galloped donw the hill and into the Valley. She swooped past several females but no males, they already taken. Her nose guided to the closet 'available' male. She found him, and instinct took over as they mated. She did not notice that he was clothed in more the usual werewolf cloth. That didn't matter, he was there, then and she needed him.
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Challenger ran through gate of the electric fence jut as a exhausted Veronica blew by. She was covered in a thin sheen of sweat causing to glow a little. "Finn?" She gasped bent over, hands on her knees quickly regathering her breath.
"Well we had a bit of an encounter with ....werewolfs." He then noticed the stab wound on her abdomen. "What happened?" He asked just as Roxton and Marguerite ran up.
As he passed out the spare silver ammunition he had, Challenger explained the whole thing.
"This should cure them," he said holding a bottle of pills and a long blowgun. "The silver nitrade in the pills will cause them to revert. Veronica think you can get the pill into there mouths?" He explained and asked.
She grabbed the blowgun and eyed it, "I can and I will," with that the 4 explorers headed back towards the Valley of Shadows.
Veronica was quickly in a jog, her earlier run already not visible. Before long she was running, the others had a hard time keeping up.
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John was just as startled as the two women to have found them running from the cave, free.
"What happened are you two...?" He asked worridly.
Veronica shoved the two foward, "Forget it! We need to GO! NOW!" With another forceful shove they finally took of in a run. Roxton explaining what had happened recently. And Marguerite and Veronica filling him in.
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Challenger pushed againest the enflamed but unbroken skin, Finn just sat there bouncing on the bed.
"Come on Challenger, I'm fine let me up. Let's go kick some werewolf ass!" She jumped to her feet grabbing her crossbow from the bedside table.
Challenger was losing his patience, she was worse then Veronica, Roxton and Marguerite put together! "Finn please, the diesease is transmitted through bite. Stay out I need to go get some silver nitrade," He stood and left, glancing at the moon as he passed the open window in the room. He realized that the moon was full, pulling out his pocket watch he saw that it was 11:30. In half an hour Finn would turn.
Finn paced, ignoring Challenger warning. What was wrong with him? She could take on any beast anytime, anyday! She wasn't going to let any old man tell her different, or stop her. Clipping the crossbow to her waist she grabbed a rope from under Veronica's bed (a rope that Finn wasn't supposed to know about) and quickly tied it the railing before jumping out the window and fast sliding down the rope, she didn't feel the rope burn her hands. Just the exhalration of the moment.
Challenger picked up the bottle of silver nitrade and a needle, on his way by he decided to take a peek at his sample, maybe he could recognize it. If he'd gone straight to the room, he may have been able to stop another soon-to-be werewolf from escaping into the freedom.
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Veronica flinched as Marguerite yanked John's shirt tighter againest Veronica's stomach. After running for what seemed like hours, they'd stopped to bandage Veronica's wound. Roxton had quickly thrown his shirt to Marguerite before dissapearing to watch the valley just a short ways away.
Roxton sat perched on a rock, where he'd been a few hours before looking into the valley. He sat listening to the howls coming from below, he'd finally recognized the sound of the howls, they reminded him of a few old girlfriends. The wolves were mating, he was certin. He wasn't sure if the process would produce more werewolves, something to ask Challenger about later, he mused.
"John! Were ready," Marguerite's voice broke into his thoughts.
They continued on the way to the treehouse, walking now. Roxton debated whether to tell them what he'd discovered, finally he did.
"There....having ummmm," he said nervoulsly.
Marguerite quirked an eyebrow, "Sex," she said grinning at Veronica's blush, "I do hope you don't mean Challenger and Finn," she smirked as Veronica's blush deepened.
Roxton frowned at her, her obiviously flowing adrenaline was making her giddy. "I meant those....those...creatures," he jerked a thumb back towards the valley.
"And what does that have to do with anything....?" Veronica questioned eager to end this line of conversation.
Roxton was thoughtful for a moment, "Think about it. How many times did Malone or any other wolf have the chance to kill you? Either one of you?" This got them both thinking.
Marguerite was the first to respond, "John are you going where I think going with this?" 'Surely he's not,' she thought to herself.
John nodded grimly, "It's mating season, and there searching for mates."
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*Simotansly in the lab*
Challenger's eyes widened as he began to recognize the transformed cells, he rushed from the lab and into Veronica's father's library, grabbing a book on the human hormornal system before running back to is lab. He turned to the index and found the chapter he wanted, the chapter on arousal, flipping to the appropiate page he scanned the pages for the cell picture he wanted. He found them, looking at the clear picture of human male cells during a state of arousal he recognized it. While exactly the same as what was under his microscope it was enough, he then realized why they out in the open, why they hadn't killed Finn. They wanted her as a mate. They were searching mates.
Challenger rushed from his lab the silver nitrade and needle in his hands, through the doorway he burst, to find Finn's bed empty. A rope hanging over the edge of the window, she was gone.
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Finn raced through the jungle, jumping fallen logs, ducking under vines, splashing through streams and rivers. She had never felt so invigorated! She felt as though she could go one forever! She felt so invigorated, the energy pulsing through her body felt so good!
Then it became pain and she fell to her knees with a cry holding her pounding head.
Her eyes detected a difference in her palms, pulling her face away she realized her hands were coated in a thin layer of hair, her nails had grown to long sharp weapons. Then her mind began transform and the dissapeared, replaced by a furious mindset, a mind set to mate.
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Marguerite stared at John for a moment gaping at him, "How in the hell would you know that!?" When his mouth opened she held out a hand. "No! No I do not want to know!" A hand massaged her right temple, "Gods this is a mess," she didn't realize what she said, but Roxton did.
Veronica who had observed the two through all this and only now spoke, "Malone, Marguerite remember how he treated me?" Marguerite nodded with a wicked grin and winked at her, Veronica frowned and continued. "Maybe that's why he was acting so...." she glanced nevorusly at John and bent to whisper in Marguerite's ear.
Marguerite giggled and covered her grin a hand, "Maybe," she giggled again.
Roxton watched Marguerite laugh at Veronicas's expense, "You two care to explain?" He finally asked.
"Well Malone, best Malone got Veronica here a little.....worked up," Marguerite explained with a little eyebrow wiggle making sure he understood, Veronica merly blushed and squirmed.
Just then they heard a howl and a figuere burst from the folage, and very hairy figuere. It ran the man and two women without stopping. The explorers stared as the beast ran right by close enough rip each of there throats out, but without touching any of them.
Veronica followed the wolf with a finger, "Did you see that?" she asked incredously once it had dissapeared.
They both blinked several times before nodding. "Did you notice the clothes?" Marguerite finally got her voice.
For the first time realized the she wolf had been clothed in black, Finn! Veronica took off without a word for the treehouse. The bond she had developed with Finn was unexplainable.
When Veronica had returned she'd found her room occupied, by Finn. At first she was adament, she WOULD NOT share a room with the girl, she'd just as well share with Marguerite! And she'd said as much.
But as the weeks wore on and she got tired of Marguerite's snoring and late night dreams involoving Roxton, during which she'd often moan his name or some unrepeatable words. So she'd finally, begrudgingly, agreed to share her room with Finn. And because of that, the two had become great friends quickly. And now that friend was in dire need of help, but she had to know what had happened.
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Finn raced through the jungle her heigtened sense of smell guiding to her own kind, she galloped donw the hill and into the Valley. She swooped past several females but no males, they already taken. Her nose guided to the closet 'available' male. She found him, and instinct took over as they mated. She did not notice that he was clothed in more the usual werewolf cloth. That didn't matter, he was there, then and she needed him.
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Challenger ran through gate of the electric fence jut as a exhausted Veronica blew by. She was covered in a thin sheen of sweat causing to glow a little. "Finn?" She gasped bent over, hands on her knees quickly regathering her breath.
"Well we had a bit of an encounter with ....werewolfs." He then noticed the stab wound on her abdomen. "What happened?" He asked just as Roxton and Marguerite ran up.
As he passed out the spare silver ammunition he had, Challenger explained the whole thing.
"This should cure them," he said holding a bottle of pills and a long blowgun. "The silver nitrade in the pills will cause them to revert. Veronica think you can get the pill into there mouths?" He explained and asked.
She grabbed the blowgun and eyed it, "I can and I will," with that the 4 explorers headed back towards the Valley of Shadows.
Veronica was quickly in a jog, her earlier run already not visible. Before long she was running, the others had a hard time keeping up.
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