Disclaimer: I shall never own Wolf Lake or any of its characters sadly...but
the people who did shouldn't care that I use their characters since they
'bleeping' canceled the show...oh well they suck and that's sad.
Rating: PG-13 for now since I have no clue as to where my muse is taking me.
(A/N: Please R&R it feeds my ego which of course needs to be the size of a planet...no really it's true ha-ha. In later chapters I might suggest some songs to listen to. My muse is hard at work kicking my A$$ at night to make me write so hopefully the chappies will be posted fairly quickly. And on with the show...(*does a little tap dance*)
Sophia lay in a crumpled heap on the table. Her skin was hot to the touch from what Luke felt.
"I see we're ready to fry an egg...got any?" Sherman asked Luke.
"Can't you do anything damn it!" Luke growled waiting for the wise and knowledgeable Indian to help Sophia.
"Hey I just keep some papers of your peoples...I don't do magic...but I can do tricks," Sherman chuckled pulling out a coin.
Luke felt like he was about to rip out Sherman's throat. The man didn't seem to care about Sophia.
**_**
The pain was like a searing hot poker in Sophia's gut. She felt her organs begin to change and bones began snapping out of place. Just as the pain ebbed away, another flow would come back in harsher than the last; an ocean of pain engulfed her. She felt several times now that she was going to be sick, but all that came were dry heaves. She saw both Luke and Sherman standing over her but she heard nothing. Only the screaming inside her head...or maybe her throat was burning because she really was screaming.
**_**
"Sorry Luke, but this is Sophia's choice now just as when it was yours. She either accepts her wolven side or she rejects it." Even through the jokes and chuckles, Sherman was getting worried. Sophia had been showing signs of the change for weeks now, and no full blooded skinwalker had gone through weeks of symptoms...only a few days if that. 'Poor bugger has it bad for the pup' Sherman thought as he watched Luke with Sophia.
"Come on Sophia...give in...," Luke pleaded. More than ever he wanted her to let go of her fears. He stroked her cheek tears welling in his eyes, but not spilling.
Sophia's vision began to blur from the pain. She felt the wolf within her winning the uphill battle. Sophia exhausted from the struggle passed out.
**_**
Waking up she found her self in the underground hospital room. She felt sore her legs throbbing. Sitting up carefully Sophia saw that her father was sleeping in the corner next to the door. Sophia heard voice drawing near. Quickly she lay back down, but they didn't enter her room.
**_**
"Sherman you mean to say that..." Vivian Cates stared overwhelmed at what Sherman had just said.
"Yes Vivian...our prayers have been answered...in an interesting way might I add. Her pelt is obsidian...blacker than the midnight sky," Sherman smiled.
"How can this be...she is a half-breed...this was to be expected from someone strong. A male someone to be exact."
Sherman chuckled, "One of life's little ironies."
"She just passed out and flipped," Vivian sighed leaning against the wall.
"This has been prophesied...what has been written so shall it be. The fates weren't going to let our little Sophia decide for herself. The outcome is too important."
Vivian sighed again, "I can already tell Matt is going to be so pleased," She said sarcastically.
"So surprised I think he should hear it from his alpha," Sherman chuckled walking away.
**_**
Sophia's heart was pounding fast...so fast she thought it would burst out of her chest. She looked to her father who was still fast asleep. He knew nothing of the conversation that had taken place outside the door. She heard Vivian knock lightly.
'Oh no' Sophia thought. She closed her eyes and slowed her breathing. 'This can't be happening...this can't be happening!'
"Matt," Vivian paused, "Are you awake?"
Matt's eyes opened slightly seeing Vivian's form in the door way. "Yeah, I'm up anything wrong," he questioned looking toward Sophia. She was still there in bed sleeping soundly.
"No, I was just wondering if I could have a word with you...somewhere else as to not wake Sophia."
"Yeah sure Vivian," He slowly got up stretching smiling over to his little girl glad that even through she flipped, she was alive. He picked up his coat and walked out closing the door as quietly as possible.
As soon as Sophia couldn't hear their foot steps she got out of bed. For a dizzying moment she thought she would fall, but the feeling wore off. She had spotted her clothes that her father must have brought from home in the corner. She quickly dressed as she listened for anymore people coming her way, but the halls beyond her door lay silent.
'I can't be the one their looking for...I can't be' Sophia thought. Her mind was racing a million miles ahead with no knowing what was going to happen next. All she knew was she didn't want any part of it. Stepping out of the room she made her way to the elevator.
**_**
Luke was grinning. He had watched the most amazing thing ever happen. Sophia had passed out in his arms, and within a few blinks of an eye she had flipped. Flipped into the most beautiful wolf he had ever laid eyes on. Her coat was as black as anything he'd ever seen. So black it shone blue and purple highlights when the sun hit it just right. His pelt was the color of smoke. A deep gray. It just told him she was meant to be his. It made his resolve even stronger. He strolled into the elevator pressing the basement button. Nothing was gonna stop him from claiming Sophia.
Rating: PG-13 for now since I have no clue as to where my muse is taking me.
(A/N: Please R&R it feeds my ego which of course needs to be the size of a planet...no really it's true ha-ha. In later chapters I might suggest some songs to listen to. My muse is hard at work kicking my A$$ at night to make me write so hopefully the chappies will be posted fairly quickly. And on with the show...(*does a little tap dance*)
Sophia lay in a crumpled heap on the table. Her skin was hot to the touch from what Luke felt.
"I see we're ready to fry an egg...got any?" Sherman asked Luke.
"Can't you do anything damn it!" Luke growled waiting for the wise and knowledgeable Indian to help Sophia.
"Hey I just keep some papers of your peoples...I don't do magic...but I can do tricks," Sherman chuckled pulling out a coin.
Luke felt like he was about to rip out Sherman's throat. The man didn't seem to care about Sophia.
**_**
The pain was like a searing hot poker in Sophia's gut. She felt her organs begin to change and bones began snapping out of place. Just as the pain ebbed away, another flow would come back in harsher than the last; an ocean of pain engulfed her. She felt several times now that she was going to be sick, but all that came were dry heaves. She saw both Luke and Sherman standing over her but she heard nothing. Only the screaming inside her head...or maybe her throat was burning because she really was screaming.
**_**
"Sorry Luke, but this is Sophia's choice now just as when it was yours. She either accepts her wolven side or she rejects it." Even through the jokes and chuckles, Sherman was getting worried. Sophia had been showing signs of the change for weeks now, and no full blooded skinwalker had gone through weeks of symptoms...only a few days if that. 'Poor bugger has it bad for the pup' Sherman thought as he watched Luke with Sophia.
"Come on Sophia...give in...," Luke pleaded. More than ever he wanted her to let go of her fears. He stroked her cheek tears welling in his eyes, but not spilling.
Sophia's vision began to blur from the pain. She felt the wolf within her winning the uphill battle. Sophia exhausted from the struggle passed out.
**_**
Waking up she found her self in the underground hospital room. She felt sore her legs throbbing. Sitting up carefully Sophia saw that her father was sleeping in the corner next to the door. Sophia heard voice drawing near. Quickly she lay back down, but they didn't enter her room.
**_**
"Sherman you mean to say that..." Vivian Cates stared overwhelmed at what Sherman had just said.
"Yes Vivian...our prayers have been answered...in an interesting way might I add. Her pelt is obsidian...blacker than the midnight sky," Sherman smiled.
"How can this be...she is a half-breed...this was to be expected from someone strong. A male someone to be exact."
Sherman chuckled, "One of life's little ironies."
"She just passed out and flipped," Vivian sighed leaning against the wall.
"This has been prophesied...what has been written so shall it be. The fates weren't going to let our little Sophia decide for herself. The outcome is too important."
Vivian sighed again, "I can already tell Matt is going to be so pleased," She said sarcastically.
"So surprised I think he should hear it from his alpha," Sherman chuckled walking away.
**_**
Sophia's heart was pounding fast...so fast she thought it would burst out of her chest. She looked to her father who was still fast asleep. He knew nothing of the conversation that had taken place outside the door. She heard Vivian knock lightly.
'Oh no' Sophia thought. She closed her eyes and slowed her breathing. 'This can't be happening...this can't be happening!'
"Matt," Vivian paused, "Are you awake?"
Matt's eyes opened slightly seeing Vivian's form in the door way. "Yeah, I'm up anything wrong," he questioned looking toward Sophia. She was still there in bed sleeping soundly.
"No, I was just wondering if I could have a word with you...somewhere else as to not wake Sophia."
"Yeah sure Vivian," He slowly got up stretching smiling over to his little girl glad that even through she flipped, she was alive. He picked up his coat and walked out closing the door as quietly as possible.
As soon as Sophia couldn't hear their foot steps she got out of bed. For a dizzying moment she thought she would fall, but the feeling wore off. She had spotted her clothes that her father must have brought from home in the corner. She quickly dressed as she listened for anymore people coming her way, but the halls beyond her door lay silent.
'I can't be the one their looking for...I can't be' Sophia thought. Her mind was racing a million miles ahead with no knowing what was going to happen next. All she knew was she didn't want any part of it. Stepping out of the room she made her way to the elevator.
**_**
Luke was grinning. He had watched the most amazing thing ever happen. Sophia had passed out in his arms, and within a few blinks of an eye she had flipped. Flipped into the most beautiful wolf he had ever laid eyes on. Her coat was as black as anything he'd ever seen. So black it shone blue and purple highlights when the sun hit it just right. His pelt was the color of smoke. A deep gray. It just told him she was meant to be his. It made his resolve even stronger. He strolled into the elevator pressing the basement button. Nothing was gonna stop him from claiming Sophia.