Chapter 21

~warning~ this chapter will also be rated T+ because of graphic scenes. Meaning, if you don't understand, BLUUURRRRDDD

Safely making it from the cylindrical room, Wolf risked a glance back through the dark tunnel, seeing Red's face in his mind before addressing his fifth challenge. Come on after the flying fire-breathing monkeys, the jumping room where he needed to leap to rocks over a white rapid river to make it out, only to be met by a furious blood-eyed Red, this had to be a piece of cake.

He rubbed his neck, searching with his hands for any signs of wounds. He couldn't smell any blood either, so he didn't think Red hurt him bad at least. How many more of these tasks would he need to do? Seriously!

Banging the door with his fist, he yelled out at her, "I could have done better than that!"

He faced the next room now, looking quietly onward. He faced a completely empty room with only the lights attached to the ceiling to offer him comfort. This had to be okay, right? For the first time he could greet a totally barren room.

Wolf stepped forward cautiously until Jill's voice spoke overhead, "Okay Wolf, here's how you play this level." The room suddenly darkened. Wolf remained still, eyes adjusting to the darkness as figures appeared. He scrunched his eyes, focusing on the running figures which came closer, stopping and forming into a neat herd.

"Deer?" he questioned.

"Yes. Deer."

"So what do you want me to do with them?"

She scoffed. "Well that's obvious; hunt them."

Wolf felt his eyes glower down at this. He clenched his fists for one brief moment before calling out, "I don't have any weapons!"

Again her laugh sounded throughout the room. "Use the tools your wolf deity gave you."

"And how am I-" Wolf cut off when he caught a glance of his hands from one corner of his eyes. His nails grew out to a longer length. He felt his fangs grow larger inside his mouth, pricking his lower lip. His ears grew upward like seedlings sprouting from the ground. His snout seemed to grow out slightly, giving him a stronger sense of smell and he could feel a strange feeling of balance come back to him.

Terrified yet thrilled at the same time, Wolf looked back to see a curling dark gray-brown tail flicking back and forth.

Exhilaration building in his throat, Wolf looked down to where his front paws would be, only to feel disappointment when he saw bare human hands staring right back at him.

"Oh well," he sighed out.

"You're not completely human, nor wolf, just as usual," Jill's voice filled him in. "Only during this challenge you've been added a little more wolf."

The transformed animal widened their eyes at this unexpected gift. Before his vision another water mirror began cascading down, showing his reflection.

If Wolf didn't know it was him he would have screamed. This creature facing him had pale human skin with a snout stretched out half as far as normal. Fangs poked out from his mouth, his somewhat human ears fuzzy and more pointed so he could swivel them back and forth. His claws felt stronger. When he spun around to see his backside he felt a little comforted to know his tail felt and appeared to be exactly the same last time he parted from it.

"Not bad," he said to himself. If not for his face he wouldn't mind this transformation. He felt the undersides of his palms and feet as well, satisfied when he rubbed along the harder, thicker skin.

"Better for running." Lifting his head back to the unknown Jill, he called, "So what do I have to do besides hunt? Are there any requirements?"

Her answer came back immediate, "Oh no, nothing specific. Just hunt the deer. Give in to your instincts a little. Consider this challenge a kind of present. Both my witch and I know you've been wanting them since she transformed you to this body."

Wolf felt a growl, much louder and macho rise up in his throat. He cracked his claws, clicking them together as he said darkly, "Oh, I have."

With a savage snarl, Wolf took off onto his four feet paws, jaws gaping for the taste of deer.

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Wolf ran savagely towards them, half-snout parted in wild abandonment, relishing the taste of blood coating his mouth, going down his throat. No matter how many deer he killed, more appeared and the blood lust would rise in him once again.

Jill and the witch watched from a private room, chuckling to themselves as they studied the human make a complete fool of himself. Jill laughed softly, covering her mouth with one finger as she observed him. The witch chuckled alongside her. "You really are a sneaky one, madam. It's a horrible weakness for him to reveal this side of himself."

"Yes I very much agree," Jill gave an almost uncharacteristic chuckle to herself, eyes squinting in amusement. She looked over to the red hooded girl, who busied herself by kung fu-ing holographs of the ones she loved.

"That girl is heartless, not even hesitating to take them out, no matter what the images say to her," Jill speculated.

"Indeed," the witch said, a flicker of fear beginning to bloom in her heart. The young looking witch brushed aside some of her dark bangs, "Milady, I believe the Jack boy is done healing. You should probably go check on him now."

Jill nodded curtly, "Yes, of course. Keep an eye one them."

"What if he stops?" the witch asked, turning in her spinny chair to face her boss.

Jill laughed at the very thought, "Oh, he won't stop, not for a while at least. He's a wolf in all aspects. The blood lust is deep inside him, whether he likes it or not. Don't worry about him stopping. If he does, call for me."

"Of course, milady," the witch said, leaning back in her chair as she watched the monitors, which held a different angle to every room the two victims fell into.

Jill made her way into the living room, just in time to hear the witch call out, "Make sure you don't get blood on the floor!" before exiting their security headquarters.

The blonde girl flipped her waving hair back, letting it fall down to her hips. She sashayed towards her brother, who slumped over in his chair, dried blood coating nearly every inch of his body. Bruises blossomed his face, fresh blood seeped from his lip. He lifted worn out eyes to his sister, who smirked to herself upon seeing him. "Hello Jackie. Feeling any better?"

He spat at her feet. Jill narrowed her eyes down in disgust as she looked upon him. He glared to her venomously, licking his dried tongue across cracked lip.

"Well," she said officially, "I suppose you're ready for me to kill you," her hands deftly slid to the knife, now a gleaming, rustic brown. "Again?"

Twisting his face, Jack spat to her, "Do you worst!"

Glaring at his impudence, Jill raised the knife, curling her fingers tight around the handle as she swung it down, hard into his chest. Jack let loose a scream of pain, writhing as she twisted it through his body. Fresh blood flowed out, a crimson waterfall to the floor, coating it with an even deeper red shine.

She pulled out the blade, slicing along his stomach so his organs flowed out, spilling on the floor. Jack began gasping for breath, willing for air to reach his lungs.

With a shuddering gasp, he slumped over his seat.

Jill looked at him pathetically before snapping her fingers. At once his organs flew back into his corpse, rearranging themselves as his body began to heal itself.

Sighing with boredom, Jill meandered to the kitchen, beginning to scrub the blade with hot water and soap. She looked back over her shoulder to check the progress of her healing brother.

Soon he would breathe once more, and she would kill again.

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Wolf snarled, biting into the neck of the deer, ripping out its gullet as the blood lust overcame every sense that made him who he was. Satisfaction clouded his mind as he ripped into the deer, swallowing down mouthfuls of the precious meat.

Kill, kill, kill, he chanted in his mind, bristling tail lashing through the air.

He released a low rumbling from deep within his chest, yellow eyes glinting with the feel of the kill. His mind stirred, hardly remembering what he was supposed to even be here for. Some girl. . .

Girl.

Wolf lifted his head, scenting the air. His ears perked.

There.

The smell of human, like dew in the moonlight.

Smiling a wolfish grin, he began chasing the direction of the girl smell.

Kill. Kill.

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