Tuesday night at the Dracula household.

Dracula received some saddening news. He sat there in his office trying to understand what had just transpired. One of his best racers was retiring and although this seemed out of the blue Dracula completely understood his reasoning.

"I promised Harriet I'd quit, Dracula. I'm not as young as I used to be."

Dracula had understood and respected Clawson Wolf's decision but at the same time, it left him with quite the problem. He needed someone to drive the werewolf car or there couldn't be a race this year. No one else in the Wolf family was interested and Dracula wasn't willing to push the issue. Maybe for the first time in years, he would actually have to cancel. Dracula stood from his desk pushing papers to the side as he walked to the window and peered out at the track just in time to see Christina whiz by on her motorcycle, Draculaura was somewhere nearby timing her no doubt. He couldn't let them down. He couldn't let Christina down. She had worked too hard for him to just cancel but what could he do?

He stepped away from the window and began to pace his office coming to a stop in front of his bookshelf. Sitting in a glass case at the very top was the Grimness Book of Records. This centuries-old book had been in the family for years. Holding secrets within its old pages. This could be what he needed. Slowly he unlocked the case and lifted the book from its stand. Bringing it to his desk he ordered it to reveal the next werewolf. The book came to life, its pages flipping rapid fire until it landed on what he needed. What he saw shocked him. The next destined werewolf was Sibella's old coach. According to the book, the prophecy would come to pass tomorrow night.

Perfect.

Dracula had a plan.

…...

Wednesday at Monster High.

Toralei's chosen victim was Fred but that didn't work out in her favor considering he was surrounded by Clawd and the other guys. So, she moved on selecting Shaggy and Scooby instead. Better yet, they were alone when she found them at the vending machines. From what she had learned through word of mouth these two were the easiest to scare. All she had to do was time it just right, once they had their backs turned, Toralei struck. Creeping up behind them she grabbed Scooby by the tail sending him into the air with a yelp. Shaggy barely had time to react before he was 'attacked' by Toralei and her claws creeping up the back of his neck. When Shaggy jumped into the air Toralei dove into hiding leaving the two boys convinced it was the work of some ghost with malicious intent.

What she did not expect, however, was to come face to face with Christina as she rounded the corner. Toralei sneered. Today, Christina seemed worse for wear. Struggling to stay on her feet.

"I saw that Toralei," Christina curtly informed her.

"And I ask again, what are you going to do about it Freak? Especially with that gimpy leg of yours,"

"Don't talk about it!"

Toralei laughed coldly, grabbing Christina's arm and raking her claws down it. She then pushed Christina to the ground and took off.

Christina bit her tongue as she blinked back tears. No matter how often she tried to stand up to Toralei the werecat just continued to push her around. This time when Christina tried to get to her feet she couldn't. She needed her leg brace and quite possibly her crutches. Tears ran down her face. No, no, no. she couldn't be having a relapse.

"Like, what are you doing on the floor, Christina?"

Christina lifted her tear stained face to Shaggy.

"I-I fell, I-I can't get up. Take me to the nurse, please,"

Shaggy lifted Christina up easily. Scooby grabbed her bag and followed Shaggy to the nurse's office. When the nurse saw Christina she quickly ordered Shaggy to place her on the table. He did so without question watching as the nurse shuffled to the back and returned with a tray of medicine. Wordlessly, she passed it and a glass of water to Christina who took the pills with shaking hands.

"Where's your brace, Christina?" the nurse asked.

"Locker,"

"You need your shot,"

"Yes, ma'am,"

Shaggy watched as the nurse filled a syringe with a green-blue liquid and neared Christina who seemed very uncomfortable. She screwed her eyes shut, pulling off one of her boots. Christina's ankle was covered in gray scar lines or at least that's what they looked like to Shaggy who had never seen something like this before. The nurse jabbed the syringe in her ankle with no hesitation. Shaggy watched dumbfounded as the gray scars seemed to fade with only the center one remaining. Draculaura burst through the door carrying what shaggy assumed was Christina's leg brace.

Christina strapped it on with a grimace.

"Thank you for getting her to the nurse,"

"You're welcome, Draculaura,"

"Oh, before I forget, Daddy said we could invite our friends over for dinner. You guys wanna come?"

"Sure,"

…...

When Christina returned to her locker she found Daphne waiting. Odd considering the Redhead's distant nature. Oh well, maybe she was trying to make amends? Or try to get to know her? Whatever the reason Christina greeted Daphne with a smile despite her pain.

"Hi, Daphne, whatcha need?"

"Why do you hang around the boys?"

Christina shrugged, "They're good company,"

"hm,"

Daphne then walked away leaving Christina confused. What was that about?

…...

Daphne was more than surprised when she found out they were dining at the Dracula residence that night. Maybe this could be her chance to get answers. Silently they piled int the van and headed to Draculaura's home. When they got there they were taken aback by how creepy it actually was. The wrought iron gate with its gothic spires creaked open allowing them passage. They walked up to the doors right as they were eagerly opened by Draculaura who waved them inside with a smile.

"Dinner's not ready yet but come see the race track. Clawdeen and Duncan are already out there,"

"Actually, I need to go to the ladies room," Daphne whispered.

Draculaura directed her on where to go telling her to come on outside when she was finished. With everyone outside Daphne began her search. She quickly ascended the spiral staircase to where the bedrooms were and searched for Christina's room. It was easy to find given her name was on the door. Trying the knob she found it locked but she quickly picked it and was soon inside the room. It was pink, blindingly pink with butterflies painted on the walls. Music posters, art supplies, books. Regular looking things but Daphne had a hunch that the answers she needed were around here somewhere. Shutting the door she quietly searched the rather large room. A pair of French doors led to a balcony. Nothing out there but a lawn chair. Another door led to the adjoining bathroom. Nothing there either. Nothing of interest in the walk-in closet but then Daphne saw Christina's nightstand.

Ah-ha!

If she had anything to hide she would keep it close. Daphne eased open the drawer happily finding a diary.

Locked.

Daphne kept digging.

A fairy tale book and a box. Daphne gently lifted the odd-looking box out of the drawer. It was made of polished wood and looked expensive and yet mystifying Daphne went to open it...

"What are you doing in here?" Christina asked.

"Uh-uh,"

When Christina saw what Daphne was holding she instantly grew visibly panicked.

"Please, put that down,"

"Why? What is it?"

"Please put it down, Daphne,"

"Why?"

Christina lunged for it.

Daphne held it out of reach.

"Please,"

"okay,"

Daphne let it fall.

Christina dove for it. Barely catching it before it hit the wood floor. She relaxed, opening the box with a sigh.

A princess spun slowly around as a soft song began to play. Christina set the music box on the nightstand as she struggled back to her feet. Daphne snatched the music box again.

"What's so important about this thing?" Daphne asked as she opened the box.

Much to Daphne's surprise, the box was empty.

"What is this thing?"

"Daphne, please," Christina groaned as she fell back onto the floor.

"What are you doing?"

Duncan and Clawdeen now stood at the door, very angry.

Clawdeen snatched the box from Daphne while Duncan pulled Christina to her feet.

"It's time for dinner,"

So, to dinner, they went where something surprising would happen. Not that anyone knew that.

Well, no one but Dracula.

…...

Dinner was held in the massive dining hall. The walls were lined with huge arching windows allowing a fantastic view of the sunset. Everyone took a seat as the food was brought out. Shaggy sat next to Christina whilst Daphne sat as far away from the monsters as she possibly could without seeming rude. Polite conversation was made while everyone fixed their plates to their liking.

"You boys sure you can eat all of that?" Clawdeen asked eyeing the mountain of food on Shaggy and Scooby's plates.

"Like, trust us. This isn't a problem," Shaggy chuckled as he scooped out potatoes.

"If you say so,"

Meanwhile, Christina was quiet. She was too lost in thought to hold a conversation. What had Daphne been searching for in her bedroom? Why was Daphne in her room? She had no right to be in there in the first place! Then she had messed with her music box! Why? What had she done to earn Daphne's hatred? She had been nothing but nice to her for the entire time.

"Are you okay, Christina?"

"Yes, Uncle Dracula. May I be excused?"

Dracula nodded.

Shaggy watched confusedly as Christina hastily exited the dining room. They heard a door open and slam. He quickly followed after her, concerned for his friend.

…...

"Christina? Christina? Where are you?" Shaggy called as he hopelessly wondered the halls.

"Upstairs,"

Shaggy quickly marched up the stairs and into Christina's room. The door to her balcony was open and she was sitting curled up in the lawn chair. As Shaggy neared her he noticed that she was clutching a box with dear life. He silently sat down next to her waiting for her to speak but she never did. She just continued to stare at the sky, her eyes filled with unshed tears. So, they sat in silence watching the moon rise. A chilling wind blew through the air, the trees shuddering as if something big was about to happen and it was. As the moon reached its peak in the sky Shaggy started to feel ill. He tried to brush it off but with every passing moment, it got worse and worse. He clutched his stomach. Perhaps something he ate didn't agree with him? The pain intensified mounting and mounting until Shaggy could bear it no more. Shaggy struggled to his feet, staggering to the balcony railing.

"Shaggy? Are you alright?" Christina asked.

Shaggy gave no response, his shoulders heaving as he latched onto the railing. He burned all over it was agony. A thousand needles seemed to be stabbing him. He closed his eyes silently pleading for it to stop.

He blacked out.

Christina rushed to catch him before he busted his head open on the stone. As she caught him fur seemed to burst forth covering him from head to toe. She watched in silent shock as his nails sharpened into claws and his ears and nose reformed. She belatedly realized he was transforming.

He's a werewolf!

When Shaggy opened his now red eyes Christina could tell something was amiss. He just didn't seem like himself. He broke free of her grip and she scrambled away.

Goblins! She cursed mentally as her back hit the railing.

Shaggy got to his feet and turned to her.

CRAP

CRAP

CRAP!

Shaggy neared her slowly and for the first time in her life, Christina was terrified of a werewolf/ closer and closer. Christina shook with fear, too scared to call out for help.

He sniffed her.

Did he recognize her?

"Oh My Gosh! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?" Daphne shrieked storming out onto the balcony.

"I didn't-"

Shaggy snarled doing a 180 and turning to Daphne with a fire in his eyes

He lunged for her.

"STOP! SHAGGY!"

BUM BUM BUM! This is WAY better than the original! Review!