It's Halloween night in Titan City, Connecticut. This sprawling metropolis is mostly a blue-collar town, although it does have a few wealthy families. The McMahons practically own the city itself. Other notable families include the Cenas, the Hogans, and the Flairs. You have to be tough to make it here. The people have a reputation for being very intense. It's not uncommon to see at least one or two all-out brawls per day. Maybe that's why Titan City is often called "The City of Broken Bones."
All over the city, kids are going trick-or-treating. From the top of her apartment building, Becky Lynch watches as they go door to door. Becky smiles. She enjoys that a holiday created by her native Ireland hundreds of years ago has become universally loved. But watching kids trick-or-treating isn't the main reason why Becky is out here. There's a full moon out tonight. Becky stares at it intently, her fiery orange hair blows in the wind. As Becky stares, her brown eyes turn into the amber eyes of a wolf.
Suddenly, Becky drops down to her hands and knees. Reddish brown fur starts to grow and spread all over her body. Her muscles grow in size and strength, causing Becky to burst out of her clothes. Her leg structure becomes that of a canine. Her nails turn into sharp claws. Paws burst through her shoes. Her ears become pointed and move to the top of her head. Her face then stretches out and becomes a wolf's muzzle, complete with fangs and sharp teeth. The transformation is completed when a wolf's bushy tail is formed.
Becky then stands back up. She now stands at seven and a half feet tall. A gorgeous coat of reddish-brown fur now covers her entire body, including her breasts and crotch. She now has the physique of a big female bodybuilder but with the head, legs, and tail of a wolf and the strength of ten men. Her long, luxurious fiery orange hair still blows in the wind. Becky's natural Irish beauty has combined with the wild beauty of an alpha female wolf. She has become a majestic creature of the night. She has become a werewolf.
Running on all fours, Becky jumps from rooftop to rooftop, patrolling the city in her werewolf form while keeping out of sight of human sight. Suddenly, she comes to a dead stop. She stands upright, her keen wolf nose sniffing the air. Smells like trouble. Suddenly, Becky's wolf ears pick up the sound of kids of distress. Becky drops back down to all fours and runs in the direction of the scared kids.
In some alley, a trio of trick-or-treaters are cornered by a gargoyle. It's just about to lunge at them when… "Hey lad!" The gargoyle turns to see Becky on a fire escape glaring down at it. "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?", Becky says with her fangs bared. She then lets out a deep guttural growl. The gargoyle roars back at her. Becky then turns her attention to the kids. "You might want to close your eyes and cover your ears.", Becky says in a calm, almost maternal voice. The kids do as she says. Becky then turns her attention back on the gargoyle. She lets out a mighty roar as she lunges at the monster.
After a few moments, Becky manages to slay the gargoyle. She had a height advantage (she was six inches taller). She was also stronger, tougher, and smarter. She also had more heart. She protected those kids like a mother wolf would protect her pups. The kids weren't the least scared of Becky. Instead, they were in awe of her. They thanked her. They hugged her. She hugged them. Then they went their separate ways. One thing's for sure: Becky gave those kids a Halloween they will never ever forget.
The End
Author's Note: I could see Becky Lynch as a werewolf. She's beautiful, badass, and has that Irish spunk that makes her very charismatic. Do u know what else is beautiful, badass, and charismatic? Wolves. Plus, it would make sense because of the werewolves from Irish folklore. Unlike the werewolves of continental European folklore, the werewolves of Irish folklore (known to the Irish as faoladh) weren't bloodthirsty monsters. They were said to be guardians; protecting children, wounded men, and people who were lost. They were even said to have been recruited by the Irish kings during times of war. Becky Lynch shares their benevolence. Those who met her say she is one of the nicest people you will ever meet.
