Meanwhile, a mysterious shadow bori was in the pound, walking in circles, her claws scratching against the hard floor, watching and waiting. Her long raven hair flowed behind her as she paced.
"Are you sure you wish to adopt Lorieli?" a strange voice asked from afar. Lorieli's ears perked up when she heard her name.
"I'm sure." Another strange voice replied. That one sounded like a young girl's voice.
"Let me warn you, she's quite stubborn." The first voice warned.
"There's nothing I can't handle."
Suddenly, Lorieli's cell door opened and a young girl walked in. Lorieli was surprised when the girl picked her up.
"Hi, Lorieli! I'm Kayla and I'm your new mom!" Kayla greeted her. Then she noticed a wound on Lorieli's arm. "We'll just have to fix that up, now won't we?" Kayla said with a smile.
Back at Timmy's house, Timmy and Neveah were playing hide and seek. Timmy looked at the clock, which read 5:15. They're late, Timmy thought. He then looked out the window to see his family coming. Who's that strange bori, he thought.
"Neveah, hide!" He shouted.
"But I already am hiding." Neveah replied, very confused.
"Then stay there!" He shouted frantically.
Then Timmy saw the doorknob turn slowly. Then Kayla burst into the room.
"Hi Timmy!" She shouted.
"You're late!" Timmy reminded her.
"Sorry", Taylor apologized. "But guess what? You have a new older sister!" She announced. Lorieli stepped out from behind Kayla.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, younger brother. I am Lorieli. Your name is…" she said, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm Timmy." He greeted. He noticed her wound. "What happened?"
"Oh, this old wound?" She replied, looking at her wounded arm. "I would rather not talk about it. Where is my room?" Lorieli asked, looking around.
"Oh, Timmy, could you show her to her bedroom?" Kayla asked him, pointing to the stairs. She handed Timmy Lorieli's bag and the two of them staggered upstairs. On their way up, Lorieli snuck a look at the clock. It read 5:30. It's about time…, she thought.
Once they entered her room, Lorieli asked, "Do you still want to know what happened to my arm?" Timmy nodded.
"You are about to find out!" She cried. She dropped to the floor and moaned softly. Then her wound began to glow. All at once, fangs emerged from her mouth, her fur grew thicker and coarser, and her skeleton cracked as her body took the anatomy of an animal's. Then she let out a painful howl.
"S-she's a werewolf…" He choked. Lorieli stood up on all fours and pounced at the first thing she saw: Timmy. She gave a loud snarl as she dug her fangs into his arm.
"AARRGGHH!" Timmy screamed, running from the room, his arm bleeding, locking the door behind him. CRASH! BAM! The door caved in with every leap Lorieli took. BAM! CRASH!
He looked down at his arm. It was bleeding badly, but he couldn't do anything about it at the moment. He also forgot about his powers, and Neveah, to make matters worse.
Somewhere, in a dark closet, Neveah didn't have a clue about what was going on.
"Timmy? Anybody there?" She wondered.
Back in Lorieli's room, Lorieli finally figured out that she couldn't get out that way. She growled at the door and walked to the window. Luckily, it was open, so she stepped back a few steps, sprinted, and leapt out the window. After falling two stories, she landed almost gracefully on her feet. She then ran into the forest.
After checking the upstairs out, Timmy agreed that it was Lorieli-free, for now. He then went into the bathroom to wash off his arm. He washed all of the blood off, to reveal deep fang marks. His eyes widened once he realized that he was going to be a werewolf as well. Timmy ran back downstairs and into the kitchen, out of breath.
"Lorieli… wolf… forest… bit… arm…" He told Kayla, breathing heavily.
"So, you're trying to say that you and Lorieli were playing wolves in the forest and you hurt you're arm?" She guessed. Timmy shook his head, but Kayla didn't pay attention. Timmy then heard a squeaky voice calling his name. He followed the voice until he came to a closet. He pressed his ear to the door and listened. It's Neveah, he thought. He opened the closet door and Neveah jumped out and tackled him.
"It's about time!" She said. "Speaking of which, what time is it?" Neveah pointed to the grandfather clock. Timmy glanced at the clock.
"About 9:00. Time flies when you're having fun." He said sarcastically.
"What have you been doing?" Neveah asked. She noticed the fang marks and became suspicious. "And what happened to your arm?" She looked into his eyes expecting an answer.
"Well, Lorieli is - what do you call it? A werewolf and she kinda bit me." He admitted.
"What?" She cried, pacing in circles on the floor. "No, no, no. This can't happen! You have to save the world from theses kinds of things!"
"I know. I think there's a cure that won't end up with me or Lorieli dead." Timmy suggested. "I have to bite her back! But that'll be kind of hard because I'm not able to control myself when I'm a werewolf. How can things get any worse?"
The next morning, Lorieli woke up with a start. She had fallen asleep on the back porch and was cold and needed to use the bathroom. She had no idea about what happened last night and didn't really want to know.
When Lorieli walked into the bathroom, she noticed her reflection. She stared at it in shock. Her fur was pale and dull, her eyes weren't as bright as they usually were, and she had dark circles under her eyes. I look horrible, she thought, still staring.
When Timmy woke up, he had a sense of anger in him. Questions ran through hid head nonstop. Why did Kayla adopt Lorieli? Why did Lorieli have to be a werewolf? Why me?
Neveah woke up and looked at him. Tears welled up in Timmy's eyes. He didn't want to live like this.
"What's wrong, Timmy?" Neveah asked him, her eyes filled with concern. He just smiled at her and wiped the tears from his eyes.
"I just don't think I can live with this." Timmy replied.
"You can cope with it!" Neveah reassured him. "You just need to be strong!" She said standing up strait, raising a fist in the air.
"I've got to be brave!" Timmy said, doing the same as Neveah, breaking into song. "I can never, never, never give up hope!" He sang.
"You've got to be tough!" Neveah sang, starting to march around Timmy in circles with her hands in the air.
"I've got to cope with this," Timmy sang, and then Neveah joined in. "and never ever give up!" They could have sworn that they had held that note for almost ten seconds flat.
After a long, awkward silence, Neveah blurted out, "Let's get breakfast and get going!" She ran into the kitchen.
"Neveah! Wait!" Timmy called, but Neveah was already in. He ran after her and reminded her, "I'm a werewolf now. I can't go yet!"
"Oh, yeah… We'll have to overcome that obstacle!" Neveah sang, raising her fist and pointing up.
"We are not going to break into song again. I'll just go ask Lorieli about it." Timmy suggested.
"Oh, so you're going the easy way out, aren'tcha?"
"Well, yeah, but – hey! That's not the point!"
"Then what's the point?" Neveah asked. She eyed him up and down. Then Princy ran in and happened to look at Timmy's arm. His eyes widened when he noticed the fang marks.
"Wow, you're a werewolf, aren't you?" Princy exclaimed, examining Timmy's arm.
"Yes, I am. I got bitten last night." Timmy confessed. He yanked his arm out of Princy's grip.
"Can I watch you transform tonight?" Princy begged.
"Fine, but it won't be pretty."
"By the way, who bit you?"
"Lorieli", Timmy answered. He hated to say it; his own sister turning him into a werewolf while trying to hunt down and eat him. The thought made him wince.
Timmy then walked upstairs to Lorieli's room and knocked on the door.
"Hai? (Yes?)" Lorieli answered. "What do you need?"
"It's me, Timmy. I wanted to talk to you." Timmy replied.
"What do you wish to talk about, kyodai (brother)?" Lorieli asked, opening the door a crack. She peered at Timmy as though she didn't trust him.
"I want to talk about werewolves." Timmy answered. Lorieli's eyes widened and she opened the door, letting him in. He noticed that her room was dark. The blinds were shut and the light was off. The only light in the room was from incense and candles.
"Last night when you were a werewolf, you, um, bit me-" Timmy started when Lorieli interrupted.
"Did I hurt you?" She asked.
"Not really, but I was wondering if I transform every night?"
"When the moon is new, you shall feel no pain. When the moon is full, may you see what you can gain. That's all I can tell you."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Timmy asked as Lorieli started pushing him out the door. "Uh, thank you?"
"Do itashimashite (You're welcome)." Lorieli replied.