Bewerewulfed-Chapter 7
Wulf, Sam and Tucker tear into the empty lab. With Sam as a lookout, Wulf immediately begins work on building the 'metaprotomega blaster'. In hardly any time, he's finished. But then, unexpectedly, he starts ransacking the lab.
"What's wrong with him?" Sam asks frantically.
Tucker immediately speaks to Wulf. Wulf excitedly answers back. Tucker responds, and all of their exchange, of course, is in Esperanto.
Sam, meantime, "follows" their conversation with her head and eyes but not with her understanding. Though completely mystified by their speech, she is distressed by their troubled expressions. Suspecting the worse, her fears are soon confirmed.
"Oh, no!" Tucker laments. "Wulf says he needs a silver bullet!"
"Oh, no!!" Sam echoes. "Why didn't he mention that before?"
Shaking his head and shrugging, he suggests, "He forgot?"
"And just how can he forget a little detail like that?" she cries desperately, and continues, "Does he think humans have an abundant supply of silver bullets?" Suddenly, an idea strikes her. "Wait a minute! Abundant supply? Tucker, ask Wulf if he can make a silver bullet!"
Tucker quickly translates and turns to Sam after Wulf answers. "He says if he has what he needs, he can."
"Good! You look for all the stuff he needs. I'll be right back!"
"What?!...But!...Hey! Where are you going?"
Sam enthusiastically answers, "I just remembered! I've got plenty of silver jewelry that my parents keep buying me, hoping that I'll wear them some day. They still can't understand that all their waiting is in vain, and now I can't believe that all their waiting wasn't in vain!"
Tucker blinks at her, utterly baffled at what she has just said.
"Never mind!" Sam continues, as she heads out of the door. "Just get all the other stuff ready!"
Sam returns in no time, and Wulf is pleased with her hoard. He quickly goes to work.
After what seems like an eternity, Wulf is done. He inspects the metaprotomega blaster, inserts the silver bullet into the chamber, and alerts Sam and Tucker. All is ready.
Sam, coming over to inspect the blaster, worriedly asks, "But Wulf, this won't," she gulps, "uhm, hurt Danny, will it?"
Wulf seems to understand her this time. He speaks very briefly in Esperanto.
Sam earnestly looks to Tucker for Wulf's answer.
Tucker clears his throat and translates in a more cheerful tone than he should for what information he is giving. "Ah, he says that he's not sure. In fact, it could be fatal. But he says that we can't wait too much longer...or else Danny will be a werewulf permanently and he won't be the good guy anymore."
Sam gasps and continues, "But it might cure him instead, right?"
Tucker, again pleased at translating but not truly understanding the meaning of what he is translating, speaks to Wulf.
Wulf answers very briefly in Esperanto.
Tucker finally says to Sam, "He says he does not know. But he hopes so, because Danny and us are his best friends and he says he did his best to make sure the metaprotomega blaster works like it's supposed to. But anyhow, we really don't have much choice."
Sam, scrunching her face, remarks, "Tucker, are you sure he said all of that in that little bit of gibberish?"
Tucker shrugs and smiles weakly. Suddenly both he and Sam notice Wuff sniffing the air. Wulf stops sniffing and then speaks very briefly in Esperanto.
"Sam,..." Tucker begins.
"I know...Let's go!" She finishes.
Wulf grabs them and the metaprotomega blaster, rips a hole into the dimension, and they all disappear into it.