AN:/ This is where it gets kinda werewolfy and angsty. T for child abuse references! (sorry!) Please let it be known that some things werewolf like may not be all that accurate. I have a specific way I want to do this but it may not be similar to other werewolf fics. THE BIGGEST CHANGE is going to be the fact when he is an animal, he has mostly complete control, not being ruled by the 'wolf side' of him. He may have a slight 'dark' side that is his jealousy for others. Okay stopping my ramble here and on with the story! Thankyou to my lovely beta!

EDIT and i know the change isn't realistic, but meh its how i roll...

TOM'S POV:

Tom let out a sigh. That had taken way longer then he'd hoped to be able to leave. Apparently he was meant to stay overnight, and follow a "protocol". Protocol Schmotocol. Since his mother had no idea what he did for a job, and his father... Tom shuddered. That evil person had better not turn up ever again! He still had nightmares about his father. Many people believed his father was dead, and quite frankly he was glad to let that rumour stay in place. Let everyone see the mask he's constructed. Anyway since his mother had no idea what he did with MI9, and he hadn't mentioned a sleepover, he had had to stay at home. Tom liked his home. It was quite large with two floors.

Ever since his brother Breeze, had moved out, it was like heaven. Breeze (seriously what type of name is Breeze?) and him did not get along. Since Breeze was three years older than him and obsessed with sport, he'd obviously got picked on. His mother had been struggling top much with work to be able to spend too much time with them, and as a result Tom had suffered fourteen years of hell. When he had expressed his interest in electronics (and not sports) his brother was furious. Luckily his mother around that time, got an easier job and was at home more. She finally stepped in, and Tom was forever grateful for that. Tom turned and walked down his street. He liked his street as Aneisha and Dan both lived on it. Dan lived really far down the end and Aneisha lived near the start of the street. Tom lived about twenty houses away from her. Tom passed his neighbours house, and then and turned and walked down his driveway.

"Hey mum!" Tom called as he walked into his house. His mother walked out from her study. "Hello Tom! How was school?"

"Fine!" He sighed... Three two one and... "Thomas, I have a date again tonight. Is that alright?" His mum had recently been seeing a man from her company. Tom wasn't too fussed, as she was allowed to do what she wanted.

"Sure mum." Tom said. Inside he was overjoyed. He could test his "super-powers" out in private. "Okay, there's some salad in the fridge, and more of those noodles as well, if you want them for dinner later. I'm going to get ready! I'm leaving in twenty minutes!"

"Okay." Tom replied. He waited for his mother to leave the room before running upstairs, to his room. He slammed the door and chucked his bag on his bed. A small shudder of excitement went through him. What should he test first?

"Hm. So if there are five senses, I think I should check how they are all working." He muttered to himself. "Firstly, hearing." To test this he decided to just see how far he could hear. He listened and focused. Wow! He could hear next doors twins arguing over who would play the Xbox first. He could hear his fridge running, and the neighbours one as well! If he concentrated though, he could block out his super-hearing, which was good, otherwise he'd probably get a million migraines.

Next, sight. He placed a book open on one side of the room, then went to the otherwise and tried to read it. Easy! But where the hell had that Twilight book come from? He made a mental note to burn that later. Urgh that stuff was toxic.

"TOM! I'm leaving!" His mother yelled. "Bye!" He yelled back, not making a move to go see her. He could smell her perfume and hairspray from here. Well if he could do that, he must have improved smell.

He would wait until later to test his taste out, but he decided to test his strength and stamina. Usually he couldn't lift more then twenty kilos, or do more then thirty sit-ups. He decided to do sit-ups first. One, two, four, ten, twenty... Thirty! He wasn't even tired! Forty, sixty, eighty, one hundred! Tom jumped up. He had so much stamina! He looked around for something to lift. He ran back down the stairs. (Something he never expected to be doing! I mean who runs willingly?)

He decided to try and lift the couch. Usually he could just make it move but today... Wow! He lifted it up completely! "Cool!" He whispered in awe of his strength. And then had to put the couch down. And then sit down on it. It appeared he had strength but no muscles to back it up. Great. If he wanted to use his skills to their full potential he would have to exercise. Plus exercise involved effort. Urgh.

He looked at the clock, it was six o'clock. The sun would be setting soon, so it would be good to have a meal. His stomach rumbled. He felt like eating a steak! A huge one, with lots of gravy... What? He hated steak! Why would he want one? "Must just be an odd day!" He muttered. "I'll eat and then go play blade quest!" Tom got up and strolled into his kitchen, humming a random tune and sat down to eat salad. When he sat down and started eating his salad, he felt really weird. It was almost like his body was rejecting the thought of salad. He took a bite of the noodles. Blergh! It tasted gross! Meat maybe? He sniffed deeply. He could smell bacon in the fridge. He wanted it, but he didn't want to cook it. Ah! Ham! Tom got up and went to the fridge and got all the sliced ham out. Even though the bacon was raw, it still smelled nice!... What? That was just gross! "Why would I want raw meat?" He muttered. "It smelled nice though... No! Food poisoning! Remember?" He sat down again and took a slice of ham and put it in his mouth. Mmm. Yum! He quickly scoffed the rest of the ham and then looked at the clock again. Six thirty.

Good! Roly should be online on Blade Quest now! Maybe they could stage a raid together! He ran back upstairs, and switched on his computer. When it booted up he quickly checked his emails. Oh, one from Roly... And he was banned from gaming for a week thanks to the D he'd got in English. Well, then! Solo mission! He looked out the window. The sun had already gone down, and the full moon was glistening silently in the night sky. He decided to go and open his window.

When the moonlight hit his skin, he felt tingly. He giggled! Then his eyes felt sore. He quickly took a glance in the mirror over his computer. And stopped. "What. The. HELL?" He yelled. His eyes were golden. Not like, fake gold... Full on yellow eyes! Like werewolves had in movies! "Heh! Werewolves!" He laughed. "They don't exist!"

As he was laughing, a shudder passed through his body. He felt the urge to go outside and be violently sick. Completely ignoring the fact he could be sick in a bucket, or in the sink, he ran down the stairs and through the kitchen. He threw open the door into his backyard. When he stood in the middle of the yard he breathed in deeply. He felt better! Then another shudder went through him. And another. He looked at his arms, and gasped. They were glowing! The pain was getting worse all in his lower back. He turned and looked at his back. How the hell, did he grow a tail? Tom let out a whimper. He was officially scared now. He fell onto all fours, and let out an involuntary growl.

Maybe, he was asleep on his desk again? At school? It wouldn't be the first time! Please be asleep! He would have crossed his fingers if everything didn't hurt! He finally felt a massive contraction pass through him. It hurt all over for about ten seconds and then... Nothing. He opened his eyes, and went to stand up. He looked down at his hands but they weren't hands anymore! "I'm guessing this isn't normal?" He barked. And then. "Oh crud!"