A/N: Thank you for all the wonderful reviews. And I do not own any characters. Here is Chapter 8. Enjoy!
Bewerewulfed Chapter 8
Meanwhile, Danny Werewulf, having escaped from Wulf while in the Ghost Zone, is now terrorizing the inhabitants of that domain. He charges indiscriminately and blindly, devastating what little resistance he gets...
Finally, the werewulf's path of destruction leads him to Walker's prison. He wastes no time in wasting its outward walls with his claws and ectoplasmic energy rays. His efforts are quite effective, and he easily pummels the prison, causing heavy damage to it. In the confusion, prisoners escape, and ghost guards stand helpless against the onslaught...
Earlier, however, before the attack began, Plasmius had just returned to Walker's office to give the Warden news of Wulf's progress. What neither of them knew at the beginning of their meeting was that Wulf is no longer under their control; and at that moment, he is helping Sam and Tucker make the metaprotomega blaster.
Then, just as Danny Werewulf's assault began, Walker grows more and more irritated with Plasmius' report. So, with the sounds and vibrations of crashing walls filling the air, Walker and Plasmius, who in the midst of their argument seem impervious to the din, are heating up.
Walker, shaking his fist angrily at Plasmius, barks, "You haven't heard the last of this, Plasmius! That wasn't part of the deal!"
Plasmius, feigning innocence, replies, "Now, how did I know that Wulf would actually attack the boy? You know how unpredictable those creatures are!
Walker is not satisfied. "But Wulf is controlled by your contraption! It must have been defective! You sold me a raw deal!"
Plasmius is unfazed. "But you have to admit. Daniel's raw energy will more than make up for that!
"But I can't get back at him if I can't get to him! And from what you said, that will be impossible!"
"Well, we can't have everything, can we, now, hmm?" Plasmius answers smugly.
"Maybe not, but I will have my revenge on that Wulf!" He grabs the radio-like contraption from the top of his desk and pushes another button on the contraction, labeled, 'Destruction'. Of course thinking he has destroyed Wulf and not knowing that he actually hasn't, he sneers, "That'll teach him to double-cross me! And speaking of 'double-cross', Plasmius,…"
Suddenly, a spine-chilling howl interrupts their argument as Danny Werewulf finally uses his ghostly wail on a wall close to the Warden's office. Now, only one remaining piece of fortification stands between the terrifying creature and his foes.
"What is that?" Warden demands, finally shaken into reality.
"You mean, who is that?" Plasmius says calmly.
"You mean, he's here? Good! Now I can feed you to him!"
Not at all alarmed, Plasmius knows what to say, "Oh, sure it that's what you really want. But shouldn't you actually be working on protecting what's left of your precious prison?"
Plasimus' suggestion cuts to the heart of what is really important to Walker, what Walker after-lives for: intense pride in his prison, complete control over others, and revenge on those who threaten him. And now his prison is being destroyed! His resolve firm, Walker pushes a secret button under his desk, and a hidden door opens. He runs through it and down a secret corridor. He quickly masses his minions and organizes an attack on the teen werewulf.
Meanwhile, just as Walker leaves, Danny Werewulf claws his way into the office where Plasmius still is. The teenager pants heavily and growls at the older hybrid.
Plasmius doesn't flinch as he sneers, "Well, well, well, Daniel. All that hair and smell won't get you the kind of popularity you want, now will it? Of course not. Poor Daniel! Doesn't look like he has much of a future, hmm? Perhaps, then, you'd be better suited trading your 'hero' job for using those claws to serve hors d'oeuvres!"
With renewed rage, Danny attacks Plasmius, who immediately materializes a pink shield to thwart the charging beast. The werewulf claws dig into the shield so intensely that it forces Plamius to his knees. The shield holds, but to Plasmius' sudden chagrin, it begins to buckle. Using a free hand, Plasmius quickly fires his pink signature ectoplasmic ray at the monster, but it has no effect on him.
Now Plasmius is worried as he thinks, 'I didn't expect him to be this powerful! He's never been able to defeat me before. But, of course, there's always a first time!'
He quickly replicates himself just as the shield disintegrates and the remaining "dummy" Plasimus is destroyed. The other Plasmius clones launch an instant counterattack. But again, their combined force does not even faze the uncontrollable beast, and in no time, Danny Werewulf has decimated all the Plasmiuses except the original.
'Uh, maybe this isn't a good thing after all,' Plasmius concludes as he backs away from the furious teen. The werewulf, his claws ready to strike, charges forward, and with each failed attempt with his shields to stop the attack, Plasmius inches further back until he finds himself wedged into the corner of the room. And just when it looks like Plasmius will finally be getting his own come-uppance, a huge blast of orange ectoplasmic energy propels the wall-- and the werewulf --to the other side of the room, momentarily stunning the creature.
Plasmius is rescued by none other than Walker and his minions!
But Plasmius' relief is brief. Delighted to have both of his enemies at his disposal, Walker then turns his weapon on Plasmius. But in this moment of distraction, Danny Werewulf regains his senses and immediately claws his way out of the room. Jolted by the teenager's escape, Walker ignores Plasmius and, along with his minions, jumps through the hole carved out by the beast. He is determined that he will not fail in this pursuit.
After a lengthy chase, Walker and his minions finally corner the werewulf in the prison courtyard. But the young brute will not yield and using all his energy, launches a fierce offensive.
No matter how hard he tries, Warden cannot get a good aim on the fast-moving werewulf. But suddenly, the monster stops and panting heavily, begins to scratch himself. And then, his next attack is not as swift. Suddenly, Warden realizes that the teen seems to be tiring! He quickly takes aim and fires. But unexpectedly, the recharged teenager dodges the orange blast from Walker's gun, grabs a few guards, and hurls them into Walker. Now Walker is down and at the mercy of the werewulf!
Baying and panting, the monster lunges for the final attack on the vulnerable warden. But all of the sudden, Walker manages to free his weapon, and quickly shoots, hitting his mark. The beast howls in pain. Now finally getting the upper hand, Walker blasts again, and this time the blast knocks the teenager senseless.
Smug that he has now turned the tables, Walker closes in for the 'kill'. But Danny Werewulf rouses, regrows his claws, tears a hole in the dimension, and escapes to the Real World. Before Walker and his minions can follow, the hole repairs itself.
"Not again!" he laments, shaking his fist at the air. "Soon, punk, soon!"
Just as Danny Werewulf escapes from danger again, and unbeknownst to everything that has been happening, the cast of Mr. Lancer's werewolf play are gathering at the Casper High School Theater for the play's dress rehearsal.
Mr. Lancer, gaudily dressed as an old-fashion director, is looking over the script and seeing that Danny is not there, announces in a very irritated voice, "Just like Mr. Fenton to be late again. Calling Danny Fenton to stage!"
At that precise moment, Danny Werewulf tears into the backstage area. He stops and rests, but only briefly. Hearing all the normal commotion of the practice of the play, he immediately runs onto stage. All the students and Mr. Lancer scream at first, then laugh in relief.
Mr. Lancer comments, "Well, Fenton, at least the costume is good. Now, it's your cue."
Danny the real werewulf angrily growls, "Grrrr......Ah-ooooh!"
And Mr. Lancer deadpans, "And you know your lines."
Meanwhile, Wulf, Sam and Tucker also tear back into the Real World behind the stage. They run to the other side of the stage and see the younger werewulf seething with rage. Sam immediately grabs Tucker and Wulf and runs out on stage.
She quickly yells, "Mr. Lancer, that's not Danny! It's a werewolf! Everyone run for you lives!"
Immediately, everyone screams and runs away, leaving the snarling teen werewulf, Sam, Tucker and Wulf. Wulf cocks the metaprotomega blaster, but before he can shoot, Danny attacks him and knocks it away. They start a desperate struggle--and a scratching session. Finally, Wulf is able to shove the younger beast clear to the other side of the stage, several feet from all of them.
In the meantime, Sam has run over to the blaster, but it's too heavy for her to lift. As she struggles to control the blaster, Tucker sees the problem and rushes to her aid. Together, they aim.
Sam, tears streaming down her face as she squeezes the trigger, utters, "I have to. Because I….I…lo…" She swallows hard. "For you, Danny!"
The metaprotomega blaster discharges and a glowing translucent silver bullet hits the young werewulf right between the eyes, dispelling the werewulf ghost part of Danny and leaving Danny Fenton, his clothing tattered and his body bruised and cut, unresponsive on the floor.
Sam, Tucker and Wulf run over to their friend.
But Danny is silent and deathly pale.
They gingerly approach him. "Is he..?" Tucker mumbles, his heart pounding with fear.
They dare not touch him, when, much to their relief, he groans. They gently help him up.
Confused and holding his head, Danny murmurs, "Ouch! That hurt! What happened? And why am I here?"
Seeing that he seems to be okay, Sam, Tucker, and Wulf give him a big hug.
This time, however, Wulf lets out a rather long effusion of enthusiastic Esperanto.
Tucker, a big grin on his face, translates, "He says, 'Welcome back'!"
Sam, also smiling at Danny, smirks, "It's about time that gibberish makes sense!"