3. Go Fetch

Lucas was running. He didn't know what he was running from but all he knew was he had to find a way out of the foggy woods.

He could see a small light near the edge of the woods, and he sped towards it at a breakneck velocity.

He was almost there. So close...

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Startled Lucas rolled off his bed and onto the cool wooden floor. He glanced up at his alarm clock disoriented and annoyed and jammed his fist angrily on it. It shattered into jagged shards and he stared at it in horror.

How did that happen?

He saw his fist was shaking but it didn't ache and he could bet it wouldn't be bruised.

"I gave you that alarm for your fourteenth birthday. "

Lucas swiveled around to see Farkle staring at the alarm clock aghast.

"I don't know how it broke," Lucas stated. "Hormones I guess. It was probably cheap."

"I could assure it wasn't cheap," Farkle pointed at the alarm. "That thing was metal. That wasn't no cheap plastic, Wolfman."

"Stop with the jokes," Lucas rolled his eyes as he grabbed a t-shirt and jeans.

"Yeah well you howl in your sleep so that doesn't help."

"I howled?" Lucas looked at Farkle like he had grown a second head.

"Yeah, loudly if I may add," Farkle said. "Your mom let me in as she was leaving and I thought a rabid dog got in here. Lucas, I'm worried."

"You shouldn't be," Lucas shrugged. "I'm going to take a quick shower and then we can head out."

Farkle nodded as Lucas went inside his bathroom. He was about to sit on Lucas's bed when something caught his eyes. There were claw marks slashing Lucas's sheets.

Farkle quickly shoved the sheets under the bed. He had a lot of research to do.

Lucas and Farkle made their way to History class. Farkle was acting frazzled and Lucas couldn't get him to say a word which was incredibly odd. He was lost in thought and Lucas wasn't used to a mute Farkle.

He nearly stopped as he caught sight of Riley entering her father's class. Her long hair was pulled back, letting her facial features shine through. She was positively glowing and she gleamed her signature mega watt grin at Lucas.

Mr. Matthews caught Lucas gazing and let out a squeak and hurried Riley to her seat in front of Lucas. Lucas was bombarded with her scent, though he strangely could pinpoint her smell from far away now, it wasn't the same as having it so close. The lovely scent of vanilla and honeysuckle.

Lucas had dozed off he hadn't realized that class was over. He grabbed his books and looked at Farkle who was scrutinizing his every move.

"I'm going to go check out a book," He told Lucas as they walked out of the classroom. "I'll meet you in the cafeteria in a couple of minutes."

Lucas nodded and headed towards his locker where he saw Riley shoving her History textbook into hers. He breathed in and started to make his way towards her.

Charlie Gardner seized his arm harshly and pulled him into the adjacent deserted hallway.

"Where are you getting your juice?" He growled shoving Lucas flat into the lockers.

"Juice?"

"Yeah, juice." Charlie hissed violently. "Where the hell are you getting?"

"My mom does all the grocery shopping, " Lucas stated bluntly.

Charlie snarled and punched the locker next to Lucas's ear. His blue-green eyes filled with fiery rage.

"Fine play dumb, Friar," Charlie muttered. "There's no way you're not taking steroids. "

"Steroids?" Lucas gasped. "I-I-I'm not. Look, I don't take steroids."

"Then what the hell is going on with you?"

"You wanna know what's going on with me? I do too! I can hear things I shouldn't be able to hear. See things so clear it feels microscopic. Not to mention I took a nap yesterday and woke up in the middle of the woods. I'm having freaking nightmares with me running from a beast in the middle of the woods. So yeah I wanna know too!"

"Lucas."

Lucas turned to see Farkle staring at him with his mouth open down the hallway, a thick book tucked under his arm.

Lucas looked down at his hand to see that he was grasping Charlie's collar and he had somehow shoved him into the lockers across from them. Charlie-though he really did try not to show it-looked mortified.

Lucas released him and Charlie pushed Lucas aside.

"Freak," Charlie muttered before walking away.

"I'll see you later," Lucas said sprinting down the hallway. "I need some air! I'll drop by your house later!

He left Farkle in the hall, dreading his hypothesis.

Farkle flicked his fingers madly on his computer keyboard, his eyes scanning every reliable website he can find on lycanthropy he can find. He printed page after page and read every important passage of the book he got that the library.

All signs were pointing to the obvious and Farkle, a teen with a quick, resourceful mind, couldn't ignore it. It was too hard to a ignore.

A sharp, prominent knock sent him colliding to the floor in surprise. He scrambled clumsily to the door where he was Lucas smiling at him amused.

"I have a hypothesis," Farkle said leading him into the room. "It started off as a joke man but I think this is serious."

He handed Lucas the papers all highlighted to focus on the key words and the book opened to the section on werewolves.

Lucas stared at Farkle's evidence, not finding humor in the situation at all.

"This is a sick joke that's gotten out of hand," Lucas said carefully tossing the papers and book onto Farkle's bed. "Farkle you need to stop. It wasn't funny the first time, it certainly isn't now."

"Lucas I'm being serious," Farkle pleaded grabbing the papers and reading them. "Inhuman speed, vision and sense of smell. Uncontrollable spouts of anger. Lucas, you clawed your bed sheets and look, man, I didn't want to scare you but I think I saw claws when you grabbed Charlie!"

"I AM NOT A WEREWOLF!" Lucas snarled taming Farkle into the neatest wall and raising a quivering fist. His nostrils flared and his eyes flashed violently.

Farkle quivered, his eyes wide with fear and all he could do was just stare. His heart was hammering in his chest so wildly it was threatening to burst out. The mere sound and fear in Farkle's eyes pulled Lucas out of his violent trance.

"I'm sorry," Lucas sighed stepping back and hanging his head down in shame.

"Yeah I am too," Farkle nodded vigorously and attempted to smile weakly. " I think I peed a little and I'm sorry that I wore my favorite underwear. "

"Farkle you need to understand I would never hurt you."

"I know. Lucas, I wasn't scared myself, I mean sure I don't enjoy being in that situation but I was scared for you. Hurting someone you care about wrecks a person."

Lucas nodded numbly. "What am I going to do?"

"We'll chain you up on full moons," Farkle suggested. "Lucas I don't know what we'll do, but we'll figure this out together. We always do." Farkle said squeezing his shoulder.

"Okay," Lucas said grabbed his backpack. "I should go. I need to get going to the clinic. "

"Right," Farkle said.

Lucas exited the room. He couldn't believe it. It felt so surreal.

Disclaimer: Girl Meets World and Teen Wolf do not belong to me.

A/N: You'll see more of Rucas coming up and a bit of Joshua Matthews.