Author's notes: umm, not much to say really apart from, BIG FIGHT! Also shout out to my new friend southparklover12!HEY! Also please read southparklover12's story it is EPIC!

"I'm going to kill you!" Stan roared, Jimbo looked at him smugly

"See one less weakness, you'll thank me later" Stan roared out again

"die!" his body began to shake he pulled off his jumper, shirt and shoes not wanting to make the same mistake again and let the transformation come, he didn't care anymore and he wanted nothing more than to rip out Jimbo's throat. Hatred had triggered the beast but he still never cared. He didn't fight it but welcomed it.

The change happened instantly as he ran forward, pain free, full of energy and full of hatred was his new form. He ran at Jimbo sending them flying backwards. Jimbo fell to the ground and looked up, his face started to get covered with brown hair as he growled, when Jimbo jumped back up he was now a werewolf too, but brown and larger but still Stan didn't care, bigger they are the harder they fall. It was all Stan could think of.

They both clashed; slicing each other with their claws, Stan's were sharper and were doing more damage to the older beast. Stan never stopped but kicked him sending the older werewolf flying backwards, it looked up and growled but the black wolf pounced on it and they rolled on the floor. A mixture of black and brown was all that could be seen as they continued their fight.

The fury still burnt in Stan's heart and overpowered the feeling of loss and despair; he would have to deal with them once he had destroyed Jimbo. A part of him was still in control, working with the beast. Instead of resisting they worked together to reach their goal. He bit into the older werewolf and locked his jaw making it harder for the grasp to be broken, the weakened jimbo still fought back clawing at Stan and he kicked Stan sending him flying backwards smashing through a tree.

Jimbo ran on all fours and jumped ready to land on Stan, claws outstretched but Stan rolled out of the way, jimbo recovered quickly after hitting the fallen tree. But Stan was quicker, smacking him around the face with his claws and slicing jimbo's chest in multiple places, the brown beast howled out in pain but Stan never stopped, he wanted revenge and by God he was going to get it.

He kicked jimbo in the chest sending him back while he was holding his injured face. The black werewolf walked forward but was tripped by tripped over by the brown one and fell to the ground. Jimbo towered over him snarling while Stan growled back fearlessly, jimbo pounced again but Stan lifted his legs and bucked sending jimbo further away; Stan never wasted any time and ran forward kicking and scratching his opponent. Eventually jimbo fell to his knees and his wolf like face looked at him, Stan raised his arm, ready to send the final blow. But the brown eyes pleaded with him, begging for mercy.

Stan looked and knew he couldn't do anything to his uncle as memories of his childhood flooded back.

"come on Stan, what made these tracks" jimbo said to the young Stan, who looked at him in adoration "okay uncle" he laughed and studied the tracks "well their small and hooved, so deer?" Stan asked

"Yes well done Stanley" jimbo smiled and patted Stan on the shoulder…

Jimbo turned back to human form, clothes in tatters. "come on Stanley, you wouldn't do anything to me, would you?" his voice in a pleading tone, the black wolf moved back and lowered his arm, but what Stan didn't see was jimbo's hand move behind his back. He then shuffled forward to the unsuspecting Stan; he suddenly swung around with a large branch from the fallen tree and smashed it around Stan's head, it had taken him off guard and caused him to fall on the ground.

"You're weak" jimbo said hitting the whimpering werewolf, the hatred inside Stan's heart had been replaced by grief. "And now I'm going to kill you, just like what I did with your girl" Stan whined again "did you see the lights leave her eyes?" jimbo asked in a taunting manner, Stan shook and whimpered, both the physical and mental pain he was going through was becoming too much.

"you know, when I first caught her, she begged me to let her go" Stan whimpered "begging for her life, pleading me to be merciful" instead this had this had the opposite effect on Stan he roared out and grabbed the branch, Wendy's not like that he thought as he threw the branch away. He stood up and towered over the human and bared his fangs, he swiped him again and knocked him to the ground while Stan was standing he stood on jimbo's right leg and pressed on it until he heard the loud crack and satisfying scream form jimbo.

"No come on Stanley" jimbo pleaded "you don't want to do this to your dear old uncle do you?" but Stan wasn't there anymore, the ignited hatred had sent the beast out of control and now all it wanted to do was kill the sorry excuse of a human. "You know I got rid of her to help you" he continued "she would only hold back from your full potential and destiny"

Liar! The voice in Stan's head as he smacked jimbo's head again, sending him crashing to the ground. It was so easy just to end it all now. One more swipe and the head wouldn't even still be attached to the wretched man's body.

Nothing was left in him anymore his soul was empty and heart broken. "Come on Stanley, were still family, bloods thicker than water" jimbo said trying to appeal to the beast's better side but it was no use; the beast didn't have that side. The black werewolf leaned down right in front of the trembling man's face, a constant growl escaping the wolfs mouth.

He was about to send the final blow when the beast looked over to the girl on the floor, and his heart sank. She died so that he wouldn't be forced into becoming a monster and now if he took jimbo's life he would be turning himself into a monster. But, that man had taken her away from him. So an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth, so surely a life for a life? Stan fought with himself trying to decide what to do.

Meanwhile jimbo crawled forward trying to escape from the werewolf, but his movement was slow, too slow thanks to his broken leg. All Stan had to do was lean forward and stretch his long arm to reach his victim dragging him back while jimbo dug his fingers into the ground trying to resist, but resistance was futile against a very angry werewolf. I'm not like him Stan thought as he looked down at the near weeping man. I'm better than him. With one swift movement he struck him around the head, not hard enough to kill him but enough to knock him out. Jimbo lay unconscious on the floor and that's where Stan left him.

The sound of blood pumping through his ears had stopped, all he could hear was a faint thud, presumably jimbo's heartbeat. The red sheet was removed from Stan's eyes, he walked over to the motionless girl and knelt next to her, and still in wolf form he gently lifted her up and held her close to him. Closing his eyes he threw his head back and howled in grief

Another chapter done and another sad ending. Sorry about that and sorry for the long time to upload, just I'm on holiday now YEY! And has been a bit distracted by cartoons. But I will try and upload soon. Until then please read and review. Peace out…