Beginning Author's Notes: Hey everyone! Before I start this chapter I just want to say that I am SO SO SORRY for unnecessarily long hiatus. At first it was mainly due to writer's block as well as taking time apart from writing for family matters and continuing the search to find a job but eventually laziness also set in. I'm sure as a result I lost most of my reader's attention but hopefully this chapter will bring at least some of them back.
Chapter 6: Ambushes and Peaks
At first Audrey wasn't sure what Benson was talking about by his sudden statement. But within a second, she immediately realized what he was referring to.
"Oh no!" She uttered as panic gripped her insides. "Are you sure?"
"Positive," Benson confirmed with dread. "Come on, we have to warn the others." The two hurried out the door and down the stairs to the others who were still gathered in the living room. Most of Vick's research materials that have already been read had been moved back into Vick's van but some of his work that still remained was currently being read by the other park employees who were clustered on and around the couch. Vick and Sykes were sipping cups of coffee in awkward silence by the window while Maellard was currently sitting in a chair some ways away from the other park workers with an ice pack to his cheek. The sounds of hurried footsteps coming down the stairs made each person in the room look up from their respective positions. Shocked at seeing Benson out of the room and unsettled that both had similar expressions of dire urgency on their faces, they knew something had happened.
"Benson what—"
"They're coming!"
"What? Already?" Rigby asked as everyone in the room went immediately on alert.
"How do you know?" Sykes asked almost accusingly. Thoughts of the psychic link between the pack leader and himself came to Benson's mind but he decided against telling the others that right now.
"I can hear them coming all right," Benson snapped.
"How close are they?" Skips inquired.
"Half a mile away at best but they're moving fast," Benson replied.
"Then we don't have much time. Quickly, we need to barricade the doors and windows!" Vick exclaimed. Skips and Vick moved whatever furniture they could up against the front door as Mordecai and Rigby boarded up the windows in the front of the house using whatever they could find. At the same time Pops and Thomas ran through the house closing and locking every door and window they could find (even going so far as to include the toilet seat as a precaution). While that was going on Muscle Man, High Five Ghost and Sykes began barricading the back door as Benson, Audrey and Maellard did their best to board up the windows in the back of the house also using whatever they could find.
"I never thought things like this is what my park funding covered when I was away," Maellard griped as he passed one board that was ripped apart from the former kitchen table.
"Can we worry about your budget later sir," Benson retorted nailing the board up as Audrey held it in place. Maellard huffed but wisely kept his mouth shut. Five minutes later, everyone reconvened in the living room each with some sort of weapon. Mordecai and Rigby were clutching their bats they had recovered from the previous fight and Skips was equipped his sledgehammer. Pops and Maellard each wielded a nine-iron golf club as Muscle Man and High Fives held a crowbar and an iron pipe. Vick and Sykes were armed with tear gas canisters and specialized hunting rifles that functioned in both lethal and non-lethal uses that were obtained from Vick's supplies in the van prior to the event. Audrey was left with a frying pan while Benson obtained a shovel from the garage and Thomas had a meager broom (to which he muttered an "Aw man" upon seeing how better equipped everyone else was).
"Is that everything?" High Fives asked.
"I think so," Skips replied.
"How much time do you think we have left?" Mordecai questioned. Benson's ears perked up at the sounds of approaching paws much closer than before.
"None. They're almost here," Benson reported gravely.
"What? No way they got here that fast," Rigby said incredulously.
"I'm afraid Benson is right," Pops spoke up. He had apparently taken a pair of opera house binoculars that were in his blazer pocket and was observing out towards the horizon from the narrow space between two boards that were nailed over the front window. In the distance a number of Rage Wolves weaved through the trees and skulked towards the house. Pops then passed the binoculars off to his father who had joined his side so that he could gauge the situation.
"How many are there?" Skips asked.
"From what I'm seeing, maybe a bit more than a dozen," Maellard responded.
"Well we've faced worse odds before right?" Rigby questioned.
"Don't get your hopes up," Sykes interjected. "Rage Wolves are very clever when hunting in a pack. For all we know they could be more planning some sort of sneak attack." From outside the silhouette of a Rage Wolf darted across the front yard and the resulting shadow was seen partially from the boarded up window as it fell along the house. Everyone immediately became silent as they backed up into a huddled group in the center of the room listening intently to the sounds outside. Bushes rustled as several fast moving objects ran through while quiet growling was also heard near and around the house. The sound of claws scraping against the house was heard as everyone glanced around trying to determine what they were doing. Suddenly the lights flickered before shutting off completely.
"They cut the power!" Thomas exclaimed.
"Thanks for the update Thomas," Muscle Man said remarked sarcastically. The sounds of the roof tiles creaking were then heard from above.
"They're on the roof!" Rigby declared.
"Once again, thank you Captain Obvious," Muscle Man retorted.
"Enough," Skips scolded.
"Where are they planning?" Audrey questioned as Benson's ears twitched and turned trying to pinpoint the werewolves' locations.
"I don't know, they're moving too carefully for me to tell," Benson responded.
"Stay on your guards. They'll have something up their sleeves," Vick warned. Shortly after the scientist's warning, the Rage Wolves outside stopped their growling for the most part and began speaking in almost a whisper in their strange language. The others as well as Benson were immediately on guard.
"What are they saying?" Skips asked.
"I'm not sure—Ugh!" Benson started before he felt a sharp pang from the mark on his arm causing him to wince and drop his weapon. He moved a clawed hand to clutch his aching arm as it began to throb rhythmically, almost as if to call out to the creatures outside. The others immediately turned their attention to Benson in concern.
"Benson what's wrong?" Pops questioned. However before Benson could answer another throb nearly sent him crashing to the ground.
"Benson!"
"Is he changing again?"
"Ugh, no," Benson answered cringing in discomfort. "But it feels like the mark is being set on fire by the voices outside."
"They must be trying to draw him out by manipulating the mark on his arm," Vick deduced.
"Benson you gotta get a hold of yourself bro," Muscle Man said.
"I know, I'm trying," Benson said before taking a shaky but deep breath to overcome the sharp pangs and developing headache from the strain of hearing the many voices in his head. Benson fought for what seemed like an eternity until as suddenly as they started, the Rage Wolves' chanting eventually ceased. They all let out a sigh of relief but it was short lived as the sound of breaking glass was then heard from upstairs before something heavy landed onto the floor above.
"They're in the house!" Pops said with panic. Footsteps accompanied by the clacking of claws on the floorboards were heard overhead as the Rage Wolf seemed to stalk over to the stairway. Skips stepped (or rather skipped) forward so he could be the first to engage with confronting it. However, unbeknownst to any of them, a second Rage Wolf snuck in from the kitchen as everyone had their backs turned to focus on the sound from above. Benson, who was regaining his composure from the mark's affects and was in the very back of the group and closest to the Rage Wolf, stiffened immediately as the foreign, canine scent reached his nostrils. He turned his head just in time to see the second Rage Wolf get ready to pounce.
"LOOK OUT!" Benson shouted as it lunged at him, barely missing tackling him, as it rolled and recovered from the failed attack. The others were immediately caught off guard and as Skips tried to assist, the first Rage Wolf from upstairs bolted down the steps. It tackled the immortal yeti to the ground causing him to drop his weapon.
"Skips!" The others cried as he grappled with the snarling Rage Wolf on top of him. Rigby and Pops rushed forward and swung their weapons at the creature, hitting it hard enough to stun it and allowing Skips to deliver a swift and hard punch that sent it backwards onto the steps and knocked it out. As this was going on the second Rage Wolf made another attempt at the were-gumball machine but was intercepted by Vick who drove the butt of his gun into the beast's gut and triggered the non-lethal stun gun feature that was hidden inside and tasered the beast into half-consciousness. Before it could get up or recover from the electric assault it too was knocked out cold by Muscle Man with the crowbar.
"Dude, how'd that second one get inside?" Mordecai asked as the others cautiously stepped away from the fallen werewolves.
"I don't know," Benson responded. "I just sensed it approach from the kitchen…the basement! They must have got in from the storm cellar which is connected to the basement!" Not even a second after that revelation, more growling was heard coming from below this time. Thinking fast Skips started pushing the couch into the kitchen.
"Guys help me with this!" Skips, Benson and Mordecai slid the couch through the door and forced it against the basement door just as several clawed paws tried to force it open. The park gang leaned into the door and against the couch to fight against the Rage Wolves' forced entry as Audrey and Pops tried to beat the clawed paws back that reached out for them. This lasted for what seemed like minutes before the werewolves relented and pulled their limbs back allowing the door to fully close and lock. The gang was motionless, trying to catch their breaths from the rush of adrenaline.
"Do you think we're safe now?" Audrey inquired. Just as that was said however, several heavy blows fell upon the front door as it rattled violently soon followed by similar blows from the back door that was there in the kitchen and the boarded up windows. The wood creaked and splintered dangerously under each hit as the werewolves snarled and clawed to get inside. Their angry, snarling mugs and glowing eyes could be seen through the forming cracks.
"The barricades aren't going to hold much longer!" Skips exclaimed.
"Get ready for a fight!" Mordecai warned just before the doors finally gave and some of the windows shattered allowing Rage Wolves to swarm in and attack. Immediately the crew reacted and launched forward with their weapons, swinging and striking their targets with matched ferocity. Thomas had gained Benson's abandoned shovel in exchange for the broom he was first equipped with and, upon noticing a werewolf that was overpowering Muscle Man, jumped on the beast's back. He turned the shovel sideways and hooked it under the Rage Wolf's throat, putting it in a chokehold. The Rage Wolf released Muscle Man and tried to throw Thomas off its back, which gave Muscle Man enough time to recover and smack it in the face with his crowbar, knocking it unconscious. As the beast went down Thomas released his chokehold and got to his feet.
"Not bad starter pack," Muscle Man admitted with a grateful nod.
"Gee thanks," Thomas replied pleased at the brief but rare words of praise from Muscle Man. However that was short lived as another Rage Wolf charged but was intercepted by Skips who easily dispatched it with a swing of his sledgehammer and causing it to yelp out in pain.
Mordecai and Rigby were currently faced with a Rage Wolf that was slightly bigger than the others and closing in on them. Thinking quickly, an idea formed in Mordecai's mind.
"I have an idea," Mordecai whispered to Pops and Rigby. After relaying the plan, he and Pops distracted the werewolf while Rigby rummaged through the drawers and pulled out a box of super strength plastic wrap. Unrolling the sheet, Rigby ran towards the Rage Wolf's legs and began run nimbly around and through the beast's legs entangling them and causing it to stumble and fall to the ground before being knocked unconscious by Pops with his golf club.
"Ha ha. In yo' face!" Rigby cheered as he high fived Mordecai.
Maellard was staying close to Vick and Sykes for what little protection he could get. The two scientists opted to not shed blood and instead taser and/or subdue attacking Rage Wolves that were still getting in with tear gas. The old lolliman vaguely felt like he was in the war all over again as the sounds of battle cries, growls, yelps, grunts of pain and sounds of the house being trashed filled the air as he dodged swipes and swung his club at whatever got close to him.
Audrey stayed close to Benson, worried just as much for his safety as well as hers, as she clocked a pouncing Rage Wolf on the head as hard as she could with the frying pan. Benson, while unarmed, was grappling and holding his own against another Rage Wolf. Thinking fast, he brought his knee up into the werewolf's gut effectively knocking the wind out of it causing it to kneel over and then punching its lights out. Before he could do anything else, Benson was then tackled by another Rage Wolf and pinned to the ground.
"Give up brother. You can't fight us forever." Before Benson could even think of replying or doing anything, a thud was heard and the creature's head lolled forwards causing it to release its grip. It slumped to the side and Benson saw Audrey standing with her frying pan raised. Realizing what she had done, Benson gave an appreciative smile as she helped him to his feet. Out of nowhere, two loud grunts of pain were heard before Mordecai and Rigby slid across the floor and stopping just short of the two. Benson and Audrey looked up and saw to their horror that Vick, Sykes, Maellard and the other park workers had been overpowered as Rage Wolf reinforcements had arrived and were advancing on them with barred teeth and snarls. To make matters worse, the Rage Wolves that had previously been knocked out also regained consciousness and joined the other members.
"What do we do now?" Rigby asked as he and Mordecai got to their feet and the group was all herded into a group. They looked around frantically for a solution but before they could get one the Rage Wolves stopped growling and advancing. Unexpectedly they parted the way and formed a path. But instead of seeing some possibility of a way out a much larger solid gray Rage Wolf slowly stalked its away on all fours through and stopped before the gang and standing on its hind legs. Once he laid his eyes on the creature, Benson's heart skipped a beat. Standing before him in his intimidating glory was the leader Rage Wolf Menneske.
"The alpha," Vick muttered in awe.
"Benson, is that the one that bit you?" Audrey asked in a low voice.
"Yeah," Benson gravely replied.
"You've made quite the trouble for yourself brother Benson," Menneske spoke as red eyes bored straight into Benson who met the beast's gaze with a hard glare of his own, his ears going back in aggravation and tail bristling defensively.
"What did it say Beanbag?" Maellard asked demandingly looking to his park manager. Benson didn't answer but to everyone's surprise someone else did.
"Hmph, it slipped my mind that you non Ty-Ohni can't understand our noble language," Menneske said haughtily. Clearly shocked at the unexpected change in dialogue, the others, especially Benson whose expression immediately changed from a hard glare to a stunned silence, could only gawk at the werewolf standing before them.
"Wait, you can talk?!" Rigby exclaimed.
"Do not insult my intelligence vermin," Menneske snarled. "Of course I can. I simply see no reason to normally converse with outsiders."
"Vermin? Why I oughta…" Rigby started obviously not pleased by the derogatory stereotype as he stepped forward aggressively. Thankfully Mordecai held him back to prevent him from doing something reckless.
"Why are you here?" Sykes asked the beast before them with narrowed eyes. "What is your goal?"
"I don't have to explain anything to you human," Menneske growled practically spitting the name human like it was actually something distasteful. "As for why we have come here, I figured you were at least smart enough to know the answer to that." Ignoring the crude remark, Sykes as well as the others immediately understood the Rage Wolf's intentions as they briefly looked to Benson. Of course Benson didn't even need the hint to know what the alpha's aim was.
"Forget it! I'm not going anywhere and I refuse to give in to your influence anymore," Benson declared firmly his ears and tail once more regaining their defensive stature.
"Unfortunately brother, you don't have a choice in the matter," Menneske replied before his eyes suddenly began to glow. Not even a second later the mark on Benson's arm reacted and began to radiate as well causing Benson to cry out in pain and clutch his arm once more. He looked down and saw to his and everyone else's horror that the mark was again continuing its formation.
"Oh no Benson!" Audrey gasped.
"What's happening?" Thomas asked taken aback.
"Inconceivable! The alpha is forcing the progression of the transformation himself!" Vick observed in alarm.
"They can do that?!" Rigby exclaimed. Without even thinking, Mordecai reached to the countertop behind him and grabbed the first thing he could get his wing on.
"Leave him alone!" the blue jay shouted flinging what just so happened to be a container of flour at Menneske. Immediately it shattered on impact, covering the werewolf in a thick cloud and effectively disorienting it. To everyone's relief he surprise attack was enough break the connection as the mark on Benson's arm stopped its progression as Benson slumped to his knees from the strain of the forced changes.
"Ugh! Meddlesome pest!" Menneske grunted recoiling from the attack as he tried to shake his head and rub the substance out of his eyes with his paw. Immediately seizing the opportunity, Skips charged forward and with a swing of his sledgehammer sent the beast flying backwards. It collided into the far wall, the hit effectively dazing him. Seeing their leader being attacked of course led the other pack members to retaliate and launch into battle again.
As both sides resumed their fight, Menneske slowly regained some clarity before turning his attention to the fray. Benson was starting to get over the lasting effects of the forced transformation but Skips was staying close to him in order to protect him from any Rage Wolf that tried to take advantage of his current state. The other park workers were also fighting to drive back Menneske's forces, which they were somehow managing. However to the side he saw Audrey who was more isolated from the others as she was fending off another Rage Wolf with the frying pan before an idea formed in the werewolf's mind. He gave an unsettling smirk before getting to his feet.
As the throbbing of the mark finally ceased, Benson stood to assist in the fight. But before he could take a single step, a sharp cry rang through the air causing Benson's ears to immediately perk up in recognition. Turning his attention to the source of the scream, Benson's blood ran cold at the sight: Menneske had somehow managed to disarm Audrey and she was currently struggling in his grip as he held her close like a human shield.
"Audrey!" Benson exclaimed in concern. The fighting abruptly stopped as the others turned their attention to the trouble. The other Rage Wolves seemed to understand their leader's intentions and backed off to observe while the park gang gathered by Benson's side.
"Let her go beast!" Sykes demanded cocking and aiming the gun at Menneske but he didn't even flinch.
"You won't shoot me. Not if this human female is in the way," Menneske replied smugly tightening his grip on Audrey. Sykes grit his teeth and growled in frustration before Menneske then turned his attention to Benson. "I warned you what would happen if you opposed me brother."
"You let her go right now or so help me…" Benson started practically growling as he bared his teeth and took a threatening step forward with his fists clenched. Concerned he would do something reckless Muscle Man and Skips each grabbed an arm in an attempt to hold him back.
"I'd rather not. If you refuse to join us so much then perhaps we'll just use her as a replacement," Menneske replied smugly. While this comment filled the gang with concern of a whole new problem, Vick's expression was one of confusion although this went unnoticed by the others.
"You wouldn't dare," Benson challenged feeling his anger build and he could vaguely feel something within him begin to shift.
"I would and I will," Menneske replied before switching into his native tongue so only Benson and the other Rage Wolves could understand. "While I sense no real divine wrath within her, she would do nicely as the pack's brood bitch don't you think?" That comment sent Benson's anger right over the edge while Menneske merely smirked at the reaction. It was then that Vick as well as Sykes now understood Menneske's true intentions and turned to Benson in alarm.
"Benson no! That's what he wants!" But it was too late. Immediately the mark on Benson's arm reacted with a steady glow. He saw red as his eyes shifted into beast mode and he let out an inhuman snarl. He unfurled his fists to bear his claws threateningly before tearing out of Skips and Muscle Man's grip, his strength so great that the two bulkier employees were thrown to the side with such ease it was as if they weighed nothing more than a bundle of sticks, and charged the alpha. At the last moment, Menneske tossed Audrey to the side and braced itself just seconds before Benson tackled him. The force of the impact was so strong that it sent them backwards through one of the boarded up windows behind them. Wood splintered and glass shattered as they flew through the window and rolled onto the back lawn continuing to grapple. However, Benson quickly took control of the situation and kicked Menneske off of him. With a snarl Benson got to his feet and launched a powerful right hook that sent Menneske sprawling on the ground.
"DON'T YOU DARE PUT ONE STINKING CLAW ON HER!" Benson roared. In a blind fury Benson continued his onslaught delivering punches, kicks and even swipes with his claws at Menneske. However, Menneske endured the relentless assault as he could see the mark continue its progression (although Benson being too caught up in is emotions seemed to be oblivious to the pulsing of the transformation). In the midst of the rather one-sided battle the others rushed outside to observe the fight.
"Yeah! Get him Benson!" Rigby cheered.
"No! He needs to stop now!" Sykes declared.
"What on earth for?" Pops asked with confusion.
"That's right. Ballbucket is fighting the beast off. Isn't that a good thing?" Maellard added raising a questioning brow.
"But that's what the alpha wants," Vick said stepping into the conversation. "By falsely threatening to turn young Audrey, he's trying to get Benson's anger to consume him."
"Falsely threatening?" Audrey repeated.
"Right. As I mentioned before, Rage Wolves are very selective with who they choose to turn. If they had their sights set on Benson enough to mark him then that shows they will not simply accept anyone else."
"But why would he lie about that?" Mordecai asked.
"Why else? Because he's trying to use Benson's anger against him to complete the transformation himself," Sykes answered. The direness of the situation immediately sank in for the others as they turned their attention to Benson who was now towering over a downed Menneske. Balling one hand and cupping it with the other, Benson brought his fists above his head before driving it downwards to pile drive Menneske's face.
"Benson STOP!" Audrey screamed in panic. Miraculously, the sound of her voice seemed to get through to Benson in his rage-induced state as he stopped the attack inches from hitting home. The red slowly seeped out of his vision and he started to regain his senses.
"W-What?" He muttered taking a step back in trying to comprehend what he was doing before the sharp pangs of the mark finally registered to him. He clutched his arm and screwed his eyes shut. "Urk! N-No. Stay calm…stay calm," he grunted to himself. The park gang rushed to Benson's side but was intercepted by the other Rage Wolves that were also silently observing the fray up until that point.
"Grr, blasted nuisances! Just when we were so close," Menneske muttered to himself shakily getting to his feet with the help of some of his pack mates while the rest began to cluster around the park crew from all sides. "We've wasted enough time as it is. Restrain them all!" Menneske barked. The other Rage Wolves obliged and swiftly moved in restraining Benson as well as the others who were disarmed and brought to their knees. Benson struggled in their grip as Menneske approached him.
"I will not allow you to fight me any longer," Menneske growled before his eyes began to glow once more. Benson cried out in pain as the pulsing of the mark became stronger.
"Benson!" The others shouted in alarm.
"You gotta fight it man!" Mordecai exclaimed. Indeed Benson did, but with most of his strength depleted from the adrenaline and fury fueled attack on Menneske as well as his previous struggles with Menneske's cronies and forced transformation sequences, he was ultimately spent.
"I…can't…" Benson ground out before unleashing one last cry as the last lines of the mark finally merged and the emblem began to glow brighter than before.
"The mark has been completed!" Vick declared in alarm.
"No!" Audrey and the others exclaimed in distress.
"Yes!" Menneske on the other hand exclaimed in triumph. Suddenly the emblem on Benson's arm erupted in a burst of light and caused the Rage Wolves that were restraining Benson to immediately release him and retreat as the image of a large werewolf made up entirely of light engulfed Benson.
Immediately Benson cried out in agony as his body endured the most painful change yet. Every cell in his body felt like it was being ripped in half and set on fire. Instead of a metal automaton he was becoming more organic in nature. His bones felt like they were melting and snapping while his muscles were being torn and stretched as his body was being completely reformed. Fur sprouted all over his body as his limbs grew becoming more canine-like and powerful. Tears streamed unhindered down his changing face as his muzzle grew into a snout. His teeth and claws elongated even more becoming sharper and more lethal. In the final changes of his transformation Benson gave one final cry that morphed from an agonizing scream to an ear splitting howl.
When the light finally subsided the full extent of Benson's transformation could be seen by everyone, especially the stunned park gang. Before them stood a rather intimidating Rage Wolf who stood at an impressive six feet four inches not counting his ears (which was slightly taller than Mordecai's height of six foot one) with gray colored limbs and tail. His torso was colored a bright red with a patch of gray fur on his chest where his crank used to be and the magenta colored fur that accompanied his ears spread to mainly compose the color of his face although as his muzzle adopted the same silvery gray color as his limbs. However Benson's eyes were closed as he swayed slightly but was somehow still managing to stay on his feet from the mind-numbing metamorphosis.
"Benson…?" Audrey uttered dumbfoundedly. The newly turned werewolf slowly opened his eyes to look at the others, which caused said group to gasp as his eyes had also changed once more, this time from his golden, wolf-like pupils to an eerie solid yellow. Benson opened his mouth to try and say something but all that came out was a small whine before his legs buckled and he slumped forward. Moving quickly, Menneske rushed forward on all fours allowing Benson to collapse onto his back and repositioning him so he wouldn't fall off.
"We've been waiting for you my brother," Menneske said almost affectionately as he glanced over his shoulder to look at the unconscious Benson. The alpha then turned his attention to the rest of the pack. "Fall back; we have no further business here." At his command the Rage Wolves restraining the park gang released their grips and tossed them to the side before following Menneske and retreating back into the surrounding trees. The others hastily got to their feet as the saw Menneske starting to leave with their newly changed boss.
"No! You can't take him!" Audrey screamed desperately as the others tried chasing them down. Thinking quickly, Vick reached into his vest pocket and pulled out a type of high-powered blowgun and fired it at the Rage Wolf's retreating figure successfully planting a tracker on him before they disappeared into the trees. Unaware of this, the others tried to pursue the retreating Rage Wolves but with the speed that they were moving made it impossible as the sounds of growling and paws pounding against the earth also began to fade.
"They're moving too fast. We'll never catch up with them," Rigby said grimly as the gang reluctantly gave up the futile chase.
"Whatever is going to become of Benson now?" Pops whimpered.
"I don't know," Vick replied gravely concern clearly etched on his face.
"No! Benson! BENSON!" Audrey cried out as one last parting howl courtesy of the taunting Menneske pierced the air before it too faded away into the approaching night.
Ending Author's Notes: Whew! Hopefully that at least partly made up for the long wait. Although I'm still working out some of the kinks in the overall storyline I think it turned out okay but I apologize if anything seemed a bit rushed or if something doesn't quite add up. But be sure to review and let me know your thoughts since reviews help keep me going. A couple side notes though: First of all, as I mentioned briefly in my last notice that was deleted in lieu of this chapter, I was not pleased with the last couple episodes of Regular Show especially since they contradicted a lot of what is happening in this story (i.e. Thomas being a Russian spy and double crossing the park and Audrey breaking up with Benson; not to mention the whole Margaret/CJ fiasco Mordecai is dealing with but I digress). So let's just pretend that either this is taking place sometime in the fifth season before CJ returns or preferably those events never happened at all. Secondly, I'm thinking of posting a picture on DeviantART of Benson's werewolf form if anyone is interested. Finally I once more would like to apologize for the long wait and hopefully the next chapter won't take quite as long. Although I've still got a few things both story-wise and life-wise to work through so I'm not sure when the next one will be up so please bear with me. Until next time fellow readers please read, review and enjoy!