Gwen the Vampire 3: The Werewolf
The sequel to Gwen the Vampire 2, and Gwen the Vampire. Why do I keep writing these one shot sequels? Don't know, maybe my Halloween spirit.
"Gwen, what's wrong?"
"TRENT NO!"
It had been 7 days since the show got back on track, with are new contestant, Coco.
A/N: Sound familiar?
He was put on are team, with everyone still wondering what happened to Heather. Only I knew that. At some point, people would notice something different, yet know one noticed yet. Owen and Eva had been eliminated, and only Eva had an aura, but she wasn't a vampire or another class, she just had a bad attitude. And besides, she only had a green aura, the weakest. But something about this kid, Coco, wasn't right. When we were at the bonfire, he looked at the moon like… like it was alive. Also, no one in the boys bunk knows where he is at night. Also has eating habits are weird. Vampires don't need blood, they only have to have one ounce of it each 3 months, but if you have it, it will increase your power. But all he had was… veggies. And I mean, so did Bridgete but he ONLY had veggies, nothing else. Also he had this weird kind of aura… purple. Purple is weaker then green, but only classes can have them. All humans can have is green and orange, only a class can have purple. And the only two classes that have purple are goblin and… werewolf.
"Yo, Gwen… you ok?" Coco asked me as we walked.
"Yeah…"
"We need to talk, tonight."
"I'm sorry, about what."
Does he like me?
"It's about…"
"No, I'm not going out with you!" I shouted, everyone looking over.
"Sorry…" I said.
"I know what you are." He said coldly. "Meet me tonight, when the moon is full."
"What are you?"
"I'm the newest faul." He said "Faul-ser."
"A what?" I asked.
"Half human, half were wolf."
Later that night under the moon…
"What's this about."
"The M.S.F (Ministry of Supernatural Fauls) has requsted you on the request of two things. One: Heather's alive."
"How?"
"She's a faul."
There are two types of creatures; a faul and a class. A class is from the newer clans, there more mature and stay to the new ways; they get along of humans a lot more easily and fit in. The Fauls are the older clans, less mature and stay to the old ways, the disrespect humans and believe there on top. Both types have the same monsters and creatures, but this is new.
"I thought she was human, and I'm a class anyway."
"Not anymore, the clans are one."
"That's new."
"Heather was the abandoned undead daughter of the ruler Zarba."
Zarba's daughter was captured, and was never found.
"So she's…"
"A Weredead because of you."
"And this is new because?"
"Your one of the 16 families and the chosen one.
"Chosen what?"
"The prophecy."
A Werepyre, a new species, and a prophet will save the world.
"Ok, so I fit into this how?"
"I'm the new species, you're the Werepyre, and Trent is the prophet."
"But he's-
"Human. I know."
Trent then approached us.
"Gwen he's right, I am the prophet."
"What?"
"I knew I would meet you, I know everything that's going to happen."
"So it's true…"
"It's time to go."
"So what's are mission?"
"She was cursed when she was captured, she must be killed."
"Oh boy."
"When do we set out?"
"Tomorrow. We pack tonight.
As the moon shone, Coco howled, and a new adventure began.
2 hours to type, lots of re runs.
