The Monster Within - Werewolf
As I turned around, the moon was in its fullness and I was overwhelmed by the pull it had on me and the brightness of its glowing beam that bathed me in hatred.
I just wanted to be released from within the skin that surrounded me and I screamed in agony as my body began a strange metamorphosis. My hands and fingers became the machine that would bring terror into all I came in contact with. My face was stretching like an elastic band and my teeth were becoming elongated and razor sharp. I felt the warmth of the blood within me and the anger of a savage monster that only wished to lash out and tear apart whatever or whoever was close to me.
I felt the wind whistling past my ears as I ran faster and stronger. Sounds were now louder and clearer than ever before and my eyes could see in the night as clear as the daylight. I was fully released into the moons flowing beams -- and enormous power and strength ran through my veins like wildfire.
I was consumed with hatred at everything around me and lashed out at the first shadow I came into contact with. I clawed, scratched and sunk my fangs into the warm, oozing blood that tasted like honey and again I screamed out as the pain inside me calmed more and more with each ravaging bite of skin from the shadow below me. I just wanted my thirst to stop and the more I drank, the easier it was for the transformed thing that I had become.
When I was finished consuming the meat and drink that had confronted me, I was full and satisfied and crept off into the trees and darkness of the night. I became 'O' so tired and the pain was now at least easing with every step back into the darkness. I curled up in the thickness of the brush and stared up at that bright spot in the sky that no longer filled me with the ravage and hatred as it once did. I was at peace again.
The morning sun wakened me with its brightness and warmth against my skin. I gazed down upon my ripped and bloodied clothes and panicked. There was nothing in my memory of the night before and I wondered if the animal that attacked me had left any wounds on my body. There were none to be found, and yet, where did all this blood come from?
I heard in the distance the sound of men calling and yelling. One had screamed out that he had found a body and I heard crying and moaning coming from these men as they hovered over their find.
I stayed low in the grass so as not to be seen. As my eyes became more focused, I could see in the distance that they were carrying something that resembled what appeared to be a mutilated body just dangling from their outstretched arms. The long hair, from what I could see, was that of a girl and she too was soaked in blood. The angry cries from these men sent me crawling back into the shadows of the woods for I could not explain the fear that I was feeling, nor the strange emptiness of the night before.