Chapter Five- A New Werewolf

The day of the full moon had arrived and Chazz felt excited about changing three night in a row. He was also excited about turning Syrus, something he hadn't done before. He imagined that Syrus would be angry and scared at being a werewolf. The anger would most likely be from being bitten as well as the primal anger within once he changed. The scared part would be simply lack of knowledge. But, I'll provide him with knowledge so his scared reaction will eventually dissipate.

Chazz was distracted in class by his feelings and planning. He had his usual fish-heavy lunch, ignoring the remaining odd looks and returned to class with everyone else. His afternoon classes were marked with either restlessness or anxiousness. At long last, classes ended and as they were leaving, Chazz caught up with Syrus who was with Jaden and Chumley.

"Hey, Syrus. I need to talk to you in private. Meet me outside the cafeteria after dinner, okay? Please?"

"Well…okay."

"What's that all about?" Jaden asked as Chazz walked away.

"I don't know, but I'll find out."

"Want us to come with you?"

"No, Ja. I need to handle this myself."

"Okay, Sy. Just be careful."

Chazz paced restlessly outside the cafeteria. He had already eaten his dinner and was anxious to get to the forest. How long could it take to eat? He better hurry up. I don't want to change out here. After a few more rounds of pacing, Syrus appeared. Chazz ceased his pacing and faced Syrus with a calm expression.

"Okay, Chazz. What do you want to talk about?"

"Walk with me first." Chazz started off towards the woods. Syrus hesitated and Chazz looked back. "Sy, come on. Trust me, there's nothing dangerous in there. I've spent a lot of time running in the woods."

"Oh." Syrus followed Chazz and for a time, neither one spoke. "Chazz, what is going on?" Syrus demanded as they entered a clearing that provided an excellent view of the sky which was now at twilight.

"I want to help you be more confident."

"I don't need your help. I've got Ja to help me." He turned to leave.

"I also have something to show you," Chazz said as the sky darkened and the moon started to rise.

Syrus turned back to Chazz to see the boy sprouting black fur and his long nails hardening into claws. His mouth parted as Chazz got to his hands and knees and sprouted a tail. In a matter of minutes, Chazz was a wolf who howled in what sounded like an angry manner before looking at Syrus with red, glowing eyes.

"Chazz!? You're a…a…"

"Yes, I'm a werewolf," Chazz spoke up. "It happened last month. I was ambushed by a group of people who used a pendent, a chant, and moonlight to do this to me. They chose me because I was angry at the time and an angry person was required for their ritual to work."

"Is that why your eyes are red and glowing?" Syrus asked, his voice shaking and taking a few steps back.

"No. They're only like this when I see a human. I'm not going to attack you," Chazz said calmly as he approached Syrus who was now frozen with fear. Chazz also noticed that the area was completely lit by moonlight.

"How-how do I know that?" Syrus squeaked. "I mean, werewolves attack people."

"Only when angry. I know because I was very angry my first night and I killed those people. They intended to have me as a protector, but werewolves are not protectors for humans."

"You killed!?"

"Yes, but remember I was very angry. I'm not proud of what I did, but my new werewolf nature prompted me to act as I did. All werewolves have a primal anger inside them. It was this anger combined with the pendant's anger that made me lash out." Chazz was very close to Syrus by this point and nuzzled the boy's hand. Syrus responded by stroking Chazz's head and then scratching the chin. Chazz whined in pleasure.

"So, this explains why you've been acting weird lately."

"Precisely." Chazz whined again and his tail swished. "Oh, that feels great."

Syrus chuckled. "You seem very relaxed and happy and not because I'm scratching your chin."

"You're right. It's cool being a werewolf. I've become much more confident, for one."

Syrus blinked and something clicked in his eyes. He pulled his hand back. "You want to turn me, don't you?"

"Well, I do, but if you don't want me to, then I won't. I just thought that if you were a werewolf, you would become more confident in the month between moons. I think I'm also a bit…,"

"Lonely?" Syrus suggested. His eyes roamed over Chazz's body and felt a bit envious of his friend's form before he crouched down and pushed back his jacket sleeve. "All right, Chazz. Go ahead and bite me."

Chazz didn't ask if Syrus was sure, seeing as he was getting his way. "This will hurt," he said before seizing the bare forearm and biting down.

Syrus cried out and felt Chazz release; the bite wasn't long, at least ten seconds from biting down to releasing. Syrus breathed hard from the pain and then felt a burning sensation in his stomach and heart. A deep primal anger was felt as he fell to his knees and placed his hands on the ground. He saw his nails lengthen and harden into claws as his fingers shrank and sky blue fur started to grow.

Chazz watched Syrus' transformation with fascination. Sky blue fur? he thought as he watched it spread over Syrus' body. Unusual color, but it looks good on him. He watched Syrus' body and muscles grow larger as a tail grew out and his muzzle formed while his ears grew pointed and moved up to the top. Syrus' eyes flashed red and glowing before turning gold. An angry howl from the still small boy signaled his complete change to a werewolf. Chazz howled in joy at having a companion to teach and keep him company.

Syrus blinked as he finished howling and turned in a slow circle to see himself. He had definitely gotten bigger and more muscular; his fur was an unusual color, but he liked it. He flexed his paws, exposing the claws within. He looked up to see that Chazz's eyes were now gold wolf eyes and he had no doubt that he had the same eyes.

"I feel that anger you mentioned," Syrus said, placing a foreleg against his chest. "It's rather intense."

"It is, but I found it useful when I hunt, though."

A growling was heard and Syrus ducked his head as he ran a paw across the ground. "I guess I'm hungry," he said shyly.

Chazz chuckled gently. "I'm not surprised. Changing burns a lot of calories. That's why I tend to eat more at dinner during the full moon, but I still end up hunting."

"Could you teach me to hunt or is that instinctual?"

"I think it's a bit of both. I can teach you, although I've used my hunting time to learn how my body moved and exploring my senses."

"I'd like to learn that, too."

"Then, let's get to it."