And we're still going!

Wakko had been running for so long, that all the trees and rocks and...more trees looked just the same as the last. Thing was, he wasn't even tired. He was just confused and hungry. Ofcorse, that wasn't exactly abnormal for him. He decided to take a rest anyway.

As he sat there, he found himself wondering if Yakko and Dot were okay. It was wierd...they had been through so much together, and it just didn't seem right for it to end this way. He missed his siblings so much, but he was proud of himself, for he had done the right thing. Usually, "the right thing" involved hitting the problem with a mallet till it went away. But this time it had taken alot of thought on his part.

It was still pretty dark, he didn't know if it was because of all the trees or because it was so early. But, either way, he didn't really mind. What scared him was the 'being alone' part. He had never been without his siblings before.

"I can do this! I'm just as responceable as Yakko...and just as brave as Dot!..." he reasured himself. Just then he got a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"...I just hope they'll be okay..."

"What was with that old lady, anyway?" questioned Dot.

"I don't know...but didn't she remind you of some one?" Yakko asked. Dot thought for a moment.

"Nah. Why?" Yakko shook his head.

"Never mind. I guess I'm just really starting to miss Burbank..." he mumbled. They both remained silent as they trudged through the forest, still searching for Wakko.

Wakko wasn't even paying attention to where he was going now. Not like it mattered much; he didn't know where he was going to begin with.

He had decided it was okay to stop running, he was far enough away by now. Now he slowly walked across the forest floor, stopping occasionally to kick a stick or rock out of the way. His gaze was set on the ground, and his mind was set on what to do next. He knew how thoes freaky werewolf movies ended. The werewolf usually kills a buch of people, then...gulp...dies. Wakko didn't like that idea.

"Psst!" Wakko spun around. Nothing.

"No! Over here!" Wakko looked around and still saw no one. He turned to continue walking...and came face-to-face with the leader wolf.

"BOO." Wakko screamed, and stumbled backwords, landing on his...backside. He wasted no time in grabbing for his mallet...but it was gone. He gasped and backed up as the wolf stepped closer. Wakko was up aginced a tree now, and the wolf was right ontop of him. He held his arms up in defence and shut his eyes tightly.

'So much for being brave...' he thought to himself.

The wolf looked down upon the shakeing child and chuckled.

"Don't worry. I never planned to hurt you..." he said in a deep voice, flashing a toothy grin. Wakko lowered his arms and stared in disbelief at the rabid dog.

"You can talk?" he questioned. The wolf chuckled again.

"Why, ofcorse I can. Can't we all?" the wolf sneered. Wakko tilted his head.

"No...you're a dog. Dog's don't talk." he replied simply, no longer affraid.

"You're a dog...and you talk." the wolf pointed out. Wakko crossed his arms.

"I am NOT a dog!" he argued. The wolf raised an eyebrow (I know wolves don't have eyebrows...just use your imagination here! ).

"You're...not?" the wolf sniffed Wakko for awhile. This made Wakko just a bit uncompfortable.

"Then...what are you?" the wolf questioned. Wakko grinned.

"Wanna guess?"...

Dot stopped and sniffed the air.

"What is it?..." Yakko asked. She put her hand up to silence him, then sniffed the air again.

"...Useless dialog..." she whispered.

"Great! We must be getting closer! Let's go!"...

"ENOUGH!" The wolf cried, already tireing of the child's annoying antics. Wakko stopped singing.

"Aww...but I haven't even gotten ta the good part yet!" Wakko whined. The wolf growled in anger, snached up the child, and pinned him to a tree with his paw.

"Listen kid! I've had enough of this! This isn't what I came here for!" he growloed. Wakko looked around and shrugged.

"But...don't you live here?" he questioned. The wolf's anger boiled over and he threw Wakko to the ground.

"You must kill your siblings, or they will kill you!" the wolf yelled. He instantly scolded himself for putting it so bluntly (as did the author) but this kid was driveing him insane! Wakko's expression turned to cheerfull to shocked and confused in seconds.

"..What?" he squeeked, sure he hadn't heard him correctly. The wolf sneared once again, realizeing he had the upper hand.

"Yes...didn't you know, dear child?" Wakko just shook his head.

"They want to kill you, Wakko. You've become an abomination..." Wakko shook his head. He didn't know what "abomination" meant, but that wasn't the part he was worried about.

"No...they wouldn't do that!" Wakko tried to reason. The wolf shook his head sadly.

"I'm sorry dear child...they do not love you anymore. They've betrayed you, Wakko. It's time to take your revenge!" snarled the wolf.

An anger Wakko didn't even knew existed began to take over and he saw red. He let out an angry roar, then took off back through the woods with one thing on his mind; blood...

Eww...again O.o

Almost done! Whoo!