Shadow of the Moon
A/N: Unlike the show, in my stories I will not be doing the whole 'a werewolf bite can kill a vampire' thing. I think that's a ridiculous idea that the show made up just so we didn't think their werewolves were too pathetic.
Summary: Tyler's werewolf transformation.
In the shadows of our soul lies the emptiness of the void.
Jeremy sighed. This was his sixth full moon, and unlike some things it didn't get easier with time.
They had learned early on that if Tyler was left alone during his transformation he would eventually break his way through each and every obstacle in his path. The wolf was tireless in its aggression, and would not stop without something or someone to hold it back. So they decided that Jeremy would have to help… tame him. That was putting it mildly, of course. In truth, this would be an incredibly harrowing experience for the both of them.
Jeremy checked his watch, it was seven pm and the full moon would begin its climb through the night sky soon. Pulling the watch off, he set it to the side as he stared at his reflection in the mirror of Tyler's bathroom. No use in wearing it, it might get broken during the struggle. Running a hand through his hair, he sighed one more time. Guess this was it. Might as well get it over with.
Opening the bathroom door, he stepped into Tyler's bedroom to find him zipping up a duffle bag full of everything they would need. Tyler glanced up at Jeremy's approach and said, "You ready to go?" Jeremy nodded and followed Tyler out the door.
Five minutes later they were standing at the top of the stairs to the old Lockwood property. Tyler heaved a deep sigh before squaring his shoulders and leading the way down the stairs. Jeremy was careful to lock and bar the outer door before moving to the metal gate just inside and wrapping several chains around it. He turned to find Tyler already shirtless and wearing nothing but his spandex shorts. At another time he would have been aroused by Tyler's lack of clothing, but right now, in this place, he could think of nothing but what was going to happen next.
Moving quickly to Tyler's side, he helped him struggle into the chains. Before long Tyler was standing in the center of the cellar, covered in chains. Stepping forward, Jeremy wrapped a hand around Tyler's waist and pressed close to him. Tyler looked to the side, unwilling to meet his eyes.
Frowning, Jeremy reached up a hand to Tyler's chin and turned him so he couldn't help looking at Jeremy. Tyler finally met his eyes and Jeremy wilted a little at what he saw there. Tyler's eyes were filled with pain, sadness, but most of all fear. Fear because of the excruciating pain that was soon to come, but also fear for what he might, no, will do to Jeremy.
Jeremy moved his hand over to stroke Tyler's cheek, and said quietly, "We are going to get through this Tyler. We are both going to be okay, just remember that. We've done this five times already; we are going to get through this one too." Tyler seemed to relax as he listened to Jeremy's soothing words and leaned into Jeremy's hand as he continued to stroke his cheek.
Lifting his chained hands, he pulled Jeremy closer to him. Eyes closed, his lips brushed over Jeremy's before he pressed a soft kiss to his lips. Tyler continued to give him soft, gentle kisses, each one getting more passionate than the last. Finally Jeremy couldn't take it anymore and he tangled both hands in Tyler's hair as he kissed him as hard as he could. They managed to kiss for a few minutes longer before Tyler was forced to tear himself away from Jeremy.
"It's starting Jeremy. I need the wolfsbane." said Tyler.
Jeremy quickly moved to the duffle bag and back in a blur of motion, handing Tyler the water bottle full of diluted wolfsbane. He stepped back from Tyler then, there was nothing more he could do for him now. Tyler gulped down as much as he could before he dropped to his hands and knees gagging on the toxic substance. Hacking coughs rolled through his body, and Jeremy could see blood-flecked foam at the corners of his mouth. Jeremy slowly edged his way into the shadows at the back of the cellar. He knew what was coming next.
Jeremy closed his eyes and attempted to shut out all distractions. Tyler was about to endure terrible pain, and the part of Jeremy that was still human couldn't stand that. He couldn't help the urge to run to Tyler's side and hold him and to comfort him through what was to come. So he had shut it out. He had to shut out his humanity and sink deeper into his true nature than he ever had before. It was the only way they would both make it through this.
He flinched at the first scream that ripped out of Tyler. Breathing deeply, he tried to focus. He must not feel, he must not react to Tyler's pain. He tried, he really did, but it was so very hard to do hearing Tyler as he sobbed on the floor. Another scream echoed through the cellars, and Jeremy heard the snap when one of Tyler's arms suddenly twisted unnaturally.
"It's not Tyler. It's not Tyler. It's not Tyler." Jeremy whispered to himself over and over, like a mantra. His fists clenched at his sides as he mercilessly crushed the humanity within him. He felt it when the blood rushed to his eyes, and his fangs began to lengthen. Sinking deeper and deeper into the vampire, Jeremy almost didn't notice when the agonized screams suddenly stopped.
Jeremy opened his eyes slowly, the last of his humanity shoved down into a dark corner of his soul. He looked to the center of the room to find the chains broken and Tyler gone. In a deep shadowy corner across the room, bright yellow eyes blinked open.
The room was silent, as if the world held its breath waiting for what would happen next. Without warning, an unnatural growl reverberated through the cellar. Baring his fangs in challenge, Jeremy charged just as the wolf leaped.
A/N: Please review! I'm taking prompt ideas, so if you want to leave me a noun or something that would be awesome. No guarantees that I will use your suggestion though.