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Madeleine woke up.

The first thing she noticed was cold clamps on her wrists and ankles. She opened her eyes, heart thumping. She was in a painfully white room, chains on her leading into the wall.

Madeleine ground her teeth. She yanked on the chains, though she knew nothing would happen.

"What is this," she muttered, trying to remember. She'd been in the alley, with Annie and Josie and Skye, and that other man... Dr. Jones or something, wasn't it? Then Josie had gone weird, and she and Skye had run for it... They'd been running, then Skye turned to check she was still there, then had cried out, looking at something over Madeleine's shoulder. Before Madeleine had been able to turn and look, a cloth clamped itself over her mouth and she was dragged to an abrupt halt. Instantly her eyes drooped. She struggled for a few seconds, but she was so sleepy...

Clorophorm... was Madeleine's last discernible thought.

Madeleine scowled. Stupid. This was all going awfully.

"Are you ready?"

Madeleine visibly jumped and cursed herself. "What are you talking about!" she scowled.

"This."

Instantly Madeleine saw a muddy brown gas snaking across the room. Oh. Great.

She pulled on the chains harder, fear pulsing in her chest. Would this kill her? Poison her? Something worse? Madeleine howled, shrinking away from the gas. Plucking knowledge from her head, she attempted to throw herself on the floor, but the chains held her fairly upright. She squeezed her eyes shut, breathing shallowly, tears already streaming. She took another breath and it tasted funny. Like earth and leaves and wet dog by the fire. he liked it, She breathed it in again and again, feeling better with every breath, then a stabbing pain struck her chest. she buckled, howling. But, she noticed, hearing her screams echoing, they didn't sound... human, any more. She looked down at herself. There was thick, coarse fur, sprouting along her arms and legs, her fingernails lengthening and sharpening. She would have screamed again, but her throat felt like it was turning inside out. She'd never hurt more than she did then.

"Perfect," Dr. Jones whispered, pressed against the one-sided glass with a small satisfied smile on his face. "Just perfect."

The chains on Madeleine's wrists and ankles snapped like twigs. Dr. Jones instantly recoiled. "Open the ceiling!" he yelled.

Francis slammed down on a lever and the ceiling split cleanly in two to reveal stars shining overhead.

The thing that Madeleine had become took one last glance around the room before leaping out of the hole and disappearing into the night.

Each breath hurt slightly less, and felt easier, smoother.

Josie leant back on the bench, relaxing.

"Hello Annie."

Annie was sitting next to her. She hadn't been a second before.

"This isn't the end you know," Annie said reassuringly.

"Sure."

"Josie..."

"Annie! This is the end! Don't you see?"

"No, it's not! We can just carry on, life can keep going!"

"Look, I appreciate the sentiment, but really? You're dead, I killed you! I could kill everyone! And you're DEAD!"

"And who's fault is that?"

Josie's face creased and she swallowed. "I'm sorry..."

"I know. It's okay."

Josie felt tears making tracks on her bloody face. She hugged Annie tightly. "So, so sorry."

"Come on, stop hugging. Nobody can see me."

"Oh, right."

Josie sank back onto the bench.

Then there were pounding footsteps. Thud, thud, thud.

"Moving in."

"Large beast now moving down Broadway. Attacked three people. Ambulance moving in."

"Copy."

Josie sat up with a start and saw two policemen running past, walkie-talkies held to their mouths.

"What the..."

She glanced at Annie, expression blank. Then she gasped. "Werewolf!"

"What?" Annie cried as Josie ran off. "Josie!"

"Run, come on, Annie!" Josie yelled and Annie quickly caught up.

"What do you mean werewolf?" Annie insisted.

"Think about it Annie, large beast. And Dr. Jones made me and you, why not a werewolf?"

"Oh... great!"

"But we've got to hurry! The poor person probably doesn't even know what they're doing and when they turn back they're gonna be so confused. We've got to help!"

"How? What can we do?"

"I don't know! Just try to calm it down."

They ran in silence for several minutes, following the policemen to Broadway. When they finally reached the main road, Josie yelped as they saw the werewolf.

It was over 8ft tall, slightly stooped with a long, narrow head. Its eyes were yellow and slanted, a wild animal look surveying its surroundings. It was covered in thick, course fur of a muddy brown. Only its toes were on the ground, and it was poised, arms tucked in, baring its finger-long teeth.

Josie yelped. Annie swallowed.

"Ah."

"What are we going to do?" Josie cried.

Annie didn't say anything, just stared.

The police were firing at the werewolf with tasers, but the wolf just shook them off and roared.

Josie and Annie leapt back as the wolf slashed at them with its claws.

A flash of silver whizzed past them and a knife buried itself in the wolf's shoulder. It howled and plucked out the blade with a snarl. Blood trickled down its fur.

Josie made a nervous noise in the back of her throat. Annie looked at her with concern.

Josie couldn't take her eyes off the thick, red liquid pooling on the floor.

"No, Josie, no!"

"No..." Josie mumbled, fighting herself.

"Yes, no!"

"No, no, no..."

"Come on!"

"No!"

Josie sinks to the pavement in a ball, eyes shut, rocking back and forth.

Annie puts a hand on her back and sighs with relief. Josie was getting better.

"We've got to scare it," Josie muttered.

"What?"

"It can shake of anything you throw at it. You have to scare it and then get it its soft spot."

"Its soft spot?"

"Between the shoulder blades. Can't you tell?"

Annie frowned and looked closely at the werewolf, now waving a policeman around and kicking out at the approaching riot squad.

She could see how the soft spot would be there.

"Great! How are we going to scare it?"

Joie was silent for a moment. "I have to."

"WHAT!"

"I'll do it. Get ready to hit it in the right place."

"But Josie!"

"I can do it."

Annie observed Josie's determined expression. "Okay," she agreed reluctantly.

Josie took a deep breath and strode up to the wolf. It paused to look at her, hunching its shoulder blades together, almost as if it knew what she was doing.

Josie closed her eyes and when she opened them again they were an inky black. The wolf froze and dropped the policeman it was holding. It scampered into an alley and, grinding her teeth, Josie followed. She chased it until it faced her and dropped low, preparing to pounce. It bared its teeth. Josie bared hers. It hesitated, and that was when it shook suddenly and violently and collapsed.

Josie put her hands on her hips and looked at Annie, who was standing over the beast. "Where'd you get the taser?" she asked, a hint of amusement evident in her voice.

"Well, it definitely wasn't from that policeman running around screaming about an invisible monster," Annie grinned.

Josie laughed, and then fixed her eyes on the werewolf lying on the ground whimpering. It shuddered, then lay still, and began to shrink.

"I wonder who it is," Josie mused. "I wonder if it's someone we know."

Annie raised an eyebrow. "I doubt it."

"Why?"

"How evil can this guy be to you?"

"Very."

"I guess."

Josie yelped as the girl lying on the ground finished transforming.

"Madeleine!"

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