Hello again! PuzzleMaster1998 here with another new story!
It's Monster High time!
I find the series and its concept interesting. And I've enjoyed reading several Monster High stories, so I've decided to write my own. This is set in gen 2.
This story will contain: adventure, magic, transformations, romance, songs, harems, and many other things.
Disclaimer: I do not own Monster High. That right goes to Mattel.
Now, let's begin our story!
The Lost Child
It was a dark and cloudy night in the large city of Leverstown, Texas. Bats could be heard echolocating as they flew overhead, hunting for bugs and looking for mates, while some couples walked along sidewalks or sat at booths in restaurants.
Walking on one of the sidewalks near the outskirts of the city was a 15-year-old male human that stood 6 feet tall and was lightly muscled. He had lightly tanned skin, short light brownish-blonde hair, and blue eyes. He was wearing a simple dark blue short-sleeve shirt, black shorts with red foxes on them, white socks, and blue sneakers. Around his neck was a leather necklace with a cat and fox made up of some sort of purple stone or gem as the centerpiece.
"Man, what a lovely night," The boy said in a kind and friendly voice as he looked up at the sky, even though it was mostly covered with clouds. "I'm glad I decided to take this walk after my shower," He continued as he walked past an alley, before pausing when he heard something come from it
'What was that?' he thought with confusion as he looked into the alley, before he heard the sound again. 'It sounds like…whimpering?' He thought with confusion, before he slowly started to walk down the alleyway, staying quiet as he went. 'What's making that sound?'
The further he went into the alley, the louder the whimpering became, before he spotted a large cardboard box sitting nearby on its side. 'Alright, so it's coming from there,' He thought as he looked at the cardboard box, before he went to pull out his phone to use the flashlight on it, only to pause when some moonlight shined down into the box, the clouds having moved to show the mostly full moon.
'Ohhhh my,' He thought with shock upon seeing what was inside. 'I did NOT expect that!'
Sitting in the box, curled up tightly and crying quietly, was a little boy who appeared to be around 6 years old. He had short light brown fur covering his skinny body, pointy wolf ears sticking out from the top of his head, one sharp white fang sticking down out of his closed mouth, a long bushy wolf tail, and short blondish brown hair. He had on a dark green collar with metal spikes on it, a light green short-sleeve shirt, dark blue shorts, and dark green sneakers.
'It's a werewolf!' he continued as he stared at the child, who had tears running down his cheeks as he clutched onto something in his arms. 'A very young one.'
"Hey, are you alright?" The teenager asked the child, whose eyes shot open upon hearing his voice, which revealed them to be a bright yellow color. The child then looked at him and gasped, before whimpering even more and backing further into the box. "Hey hey hey! Calm down. Calm down," The teen said to the boy as he sat down. "I'm not going to hurt you."
The werewolf child continued to stare at him with fear in his eyes, which made the teen's heart hurt. The teen then sighed. "Look, I get it," The teen said to the child. "I'm a human. You're a werewolf. We don't exactly get along," He continued as he looked at the child, who was staring at him with fear. "But trust me, please. I just want to help you, if you will let me."
The teen then reached an arm out towards the kid, who couldn't back away anymore due to already being at the back of the box. "Please?" He asked the kid, holding a hand out to him while looking at him.
The kid continued to stare at him for a good thirty seconds, before leaned forward a bit and sniffed his hand carefully. After doing so for a few seconds, he reached a clawed hand out and took his hand, making the teen smile.
"Thank you," He said to the kid, who pulled himself out of the box some more and sat down, letting go of him. "So tell me, are you lost?" He asked the kid, who nodded before a few more tears fell down his cheeks. "Oh, you poor boy!" He continued with a sad look on his face. "Do you know where your family could be?"
The boy nodded.
"Good. Is it close to here?"
At that, the boy shrugged. "You don't know?" The teen asked him, prompting the boy to nod. "Oh," The teen continued. "Well, how about you stay with me for tonight, and we can figure out what to do in the morning?" He asked the boy. "I live by myself, and I have plenty of room."
The werewolf boy looked unsure about it, but then his stomach growled.
"And i have food," The teen said to the werewolf, whose stomach growled again. "You sound pretty hungry."
At that, the boy smiled a bit with embarrassment and nodded.
"So, what do you say?" The teen asked the kid.
The werewolf child looked away for a few seconds in thought, before his stomach growled once more, before he nodded and pointed at the teen.
"You'll come stay with me?" The teen asked him, prompting the child to nod again. "Wonderful!" he said with some excitement, before he got up off the ground and held out his hand. "Let's go. I don't live far from here," He continued as he looked at the kid with a smile.
The werewolf kid slowly nodded, before he stood up, still clutching whatever he had in his hand to his chest with a hand. The kid was surprisingly short for his age, only standing 3 feet tall. The kid then took his hand, and the two started to slowly walk out of the alley.
"So, my name's Gavin," The teen said to the kid as they exited the alley after he looked to make sure no one was on the street or sidewalk. "Gavin Woodring. What's yours?" he asked the kid as they walked.
When the kid didn't respond after several seconds, Gavin sighed and looked at the kid with a smile. "Still nervous, huh?" He asked the kid, who slowly nodded. "That's okay. I'd be nervous too," Gavin said to the kid. "You don't have to tell me your name now. You can tell me whenever you feel comfortable," he continued as they crossed the street and turned the corner, heading further out of the city.
A few minutes later, Gavin and the werekid came to a stop before a very small house that was one-story tall and leaning slightly to the right. "Welcome to my home," Gavin said to the boy before he resumed walking, prompting the kid to go with him.
When they reached the front door, Gavin pulled out an old key and put it into the lock, before he jiggled it a bit and then unlocked the door. "Gotta do that every time," Gavin said to the kid as he put the key away and pushed opened the door, before pulling the child in with him. He then locked the door from the inside, and led the child down the small hallway to what must have been the kitchen, which was also combined with the living room and dining room.
"So, what would you like to eat?" Gavin asked the kid as he walked over to the somewhat small fridge and pulled it open. "I have roast beef, salami, ham, and pulled pork," He said as he pulled out each item and set them on the small coffee table. "What would you like to eat?"
The kid looked at all the meat options with a large grin, before he pointed at them all.
"All of them?" Gavin said to the kid, who nodded eagerly. "Well, alright. I just hope your eyes aren't bigger than your stomach," He continued as he pulled open the various packages, before the kid started to tear into the meats with hunger, eating messily and loudly. "Slow down!" Gavin said with a chuckle. "It's not going anywhere."
The kid continued to eat and eat and eat for the next several minutes, before he stopped and sat back on the small couch with a happy sigh. He then let out a loud burp.
"Excuse you," Gavin said as he took the empty packages and tossed them in the nearby trash. "Is that enough for you?" He asked the kid, who nodded before yawning. "Sleepy?"
The kid nodded again. "Well then, I'll make a bed for you," Gavin replied. "And while I do that, you use the restroom. If you need any help, don't hesitate to ask me. The restroom is right over there," He continued as he pointed at a door sitting in another hallway nearby.
The werewolf boy nodded at that, before he got up and walked over to the door Gavin had pointed at. He then went inside, while Gavin proceeded to pull out several thick blankets, quilts, and pillows, before he got to work.
'I hope this helps him sleep tonight,' Gavin thought to himself as he set two of the couch cushions against the wall. 'For fucks sake, I have a werewolf kid in my house! How awesome is that?!' He continued with wide eyes, an excited look on his face. 'I mean, that means other monsters exist! Vampires, Zombies, mummies, werecats! That's so awesome!
A few minutes later, he heard the toilet flush and the kid growl, before the bathroom door opened and the kid stepped out. "Did you wash your hands?" Gavin asked the kid as he finished setting up the bed, which now looked a bit like a wolf den. A few seconds later, he heard the sink run, making him chuckle a bit.
When the kid returned, having now washed his hands, he gestured to the denlike bed. "Here you go," Gavin said to the kid. "I figured you'd like this best," he continued, while the kid smiled, showing off his sharp and white wolf teeth. The werewolf then ran over and crawled into the den, making him smile and look into the den.
"Is it good enough?" Gavin asked the kid, who nodded, before, with a "poof!" of purple smoke, he turned into a small wolf pup with light brown fur and the green collar around his neck. He then laid down. "Wow," Gavin said with awe at the transformation. "That's cool," He continued, making the wolf pup yip a bit. "Well, good night," He said to the werewolf as he got up and started to walk away, only to hear the pup whimper. "What is it?" He asked the pup as he turned around. The pup then stuck his head out and yipped, before jerking his head towards the den.
"Huh?" Gavin said with confusion as he stared at the pup for a couple minutes, before his eyes widened with shock. "Wait, are you asking me to sleep with you tonight?" he asked the pup, who nodded and whined. "I don't know," Gavin replied. "I mean, I am a stranger after a-" he was cut off as the wolf pup gave him puppy eyes. "No, don't do that," He said to the pup. "Not the puppy eyes," He continued as he looked at the pup, before, after several seconds had passed, he sighed.
"Fine," He said to the pup, who yipped happily before he ran back into the den. "I'll be there in a minute," He continued as he headed to his small room to change clothes.
A few minutes later, he returned, now wearing a sleeveless gray shirt and gray pajama pants, and crawled into the den, where the pup was waiting for him.
"Good night," He said to the pup before he grabbed a blanket and pulled it over him, leaving only his head exposed. He then closed his eyes and fell fast asleep.
The pup let out a soft yip in response, before he picked up the object he had been holding earlier in his mouth and walked over to him. He then laid down right next to him, and set the object between his legs. He stared at the object sadly for several seconds, before yawning, and then set his head down on a pillow, quickly falling asleep.
Well, this was an interesting chapter!
Can't wait to write more!
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ANNOUNCEMENT: So, I have some bad news for my readers. You use, I am graduating this semester, and will be moving back to live with my parents. I'll be living with them while taking some more core courses and then applying to grad school, and hopefully then I can move out of their house, but I can't say for certain. So, I will be going on a very long hiatus. NOT A PERMANENT ONE. It'll probably be a couple of years before I return to this site or the other sites I'm on. I won't abandon my stories, or you guys. I WON'T BE GONE THOUGH, UNTIL MID-MAY!
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