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Before sun down, I left the house. I took a flashlight with me. Luckily, my stuff was already at Archie's because of the night before. I walked 100 feet into the woods. Reggie was already there and Archie and his parents soon followed. They gave me this brownish purplish looking liquid.
"You drink that, you know. It isn't as bad as it looks. Oh, and we brought painkillers for the transformation part. Drink it now. The sun is setting and the moon is out early tonight," Mrs. Smith instructed carefully.
I then quickly drank the potion and took two painkillers.
"Yuck! That stuff is horrible! So how much longer is it till the first transformation?" I asked after the taste was gone.
"In 5…4…3…2…1…Now!" as Archie counted down. Then I fell on the ground, curled in a ball. I felt the hairs sprouting on my whole body. My face turned into a fearful muzzle as my hands and feet turn into powerful paws. My nails slowly curved into claws. After the transformation, I, for some weird reason, let out a blood-chilling howl.
I finally opened my eyes. Archie and everyone else were just staring at me.
"What are you looking at?" I snarled. They just pointed to the small pond not 10 feet from me. As I started walking, I realized that watching a girl that you grew up with turn into a killing machine was scary.
"Oh my word! Is that really what I look like?" I asked as I looked into the pond. They just nodded still with their mouths wide open. "Don't just stand there! Teach me how to control this thing I turn into!" I am very impatient.
So that is how it went for the first week or two. Every night they taught me. They say I did well. I believed them. After the first three nights, they started to decrease the amount I had to drink. After about two weeks, I was down to half of what I started with.
"You are really improving, Kerri," commented Mrs. Smith, "At this rate, all you should need every night is five drops of potion."
"I thought after a while I wouldn't need it." I told her. "I hate that stuff. If I have to drink it every night I go werewolf, I'll go crazy."
"No one has ever not need even a little potion. All you have to do is put five drops in a drink of water, nothing more, dear." Mrs. Smith told me.
When my teachings stopped, I was instructed what I could kill and what I couldn't. "Wild animals only, and no humans. If you do, people will want to kill you. Don't go out of these woods. Other werewolves own territory around you." Archie warned me. Reggie had moved away several days ago, so only the Smiths could help me now.
One day I begged them to let me try one night without the potion. We agreed that night would be my "final exam" on my control over the wolf. So we went out at the usual time. The pain didn't get me like it used to. We agreed that if I lost control, they all could knock me out.
What will happen to our werewolf friend? Reivew and guess. Next chappie will tell you what the answer is!