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"Boss don't go it's not worth it. We'll just send some guys to kill them." "It has been sixteen years since the Buzz gang joined, they have forgotten why I run this town. I told you all to come here because I don't know how long I'll be. But while I'm gone your all in charge, no one has more power than the other. If anyone's dead when I come back you're all dead. So watch each others backs." With that I left for the airport.
"Flight 314, for Buffalo leaves in five minutes." Someone fallowed me onto the plane, probably a spy from some gang. It was about 15 minutes into the flight when the man got up. He sat in the empty seat next to me, "I have a question. Have you ever been to London England? Oh it's a beautiful place, some say that England protects the entire world from evil." I looked at him, he smiled at me. "I will cut off your head, and then take your wretched heart out of your body." He swung the sword at me, he was fast. I ducked, then threw him across the isle. I got up and lunged at him, but he was up and dodged. He swung at my head again. It was too crapped in here, I didn't like it. I moved to the middle of the plane, then for the first time in years I started to transform without the moon. My growing body filled the compartment. My clothing stretched to its fullest, then ripped into little shreds on the floor. My ears moved up to the top of my head, my mouth and nose stretched out. My tailbone extended ripping a hole in the butt of my jeans. My nails grew long and sharper than knives. My teeth became sharp like razors. Then the hair appeared in tuffs on my skin. It crawled all over my body until I was totally covering jet-black fur. I could feel the pupils in the center of my crystal blue eyes shrink down into slits. People were screaming, they should hold their breath. The plane started to give, the man ran at me. With a small flex of my increasing arms the plane broke into two. He summoned one last attack, it struck my left leg. I didn't hurt but it sent me into an uncontrolled spin. It was hard to think, the sky grew darker and darker until blackness was the color of the sky.