The Original Character Roleplaying High School

"Thank you." Seraphim took one of the pills and popped it into her mouth and swallowed without a drink. "You guys can go home without me," she said. "I'll leave once this kicks in."

Seraphim nodded. "See you tomorrow, Rena." She smiled at Darcia. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow, too?" She was slowly but surely getting over her fear, if only with Zayden and Darcia.

Eliot grinned. "It's even bigger inside. Wait 'til you see it." They finally reached the garage. Eliot hopped out and opened the door for Lucy before any of the servants could leave the door. "I'm hanging out with my friend Lucy," he called to one of them.

One of the maids was surprised. "Eh? But sir, today's--" But Eliot was already leading Lucy inside.

"You know, I don't think I've ever made a macaroni picture. If I did, my parents just threw it out. We don't really get along, my parents and I." Eliot shrugged and led her up to the computer room, which was the room designated to four computers, each specialized for different things. "Don't touch those against the wall there," he said. "Those are my parents'. These are mine."

He booted up one, and within moments, it was online. He opened uTunes up, and then turned to Lucy. "Any songs you want on the MP3 player?"

Seraphim sighed and looked at her watch. Well, she was feeling at least a little better now. She ought to go home. Besides, they were going to lock the building as soon as the drama club let out, and that was only a half hour away. So she picked up her things and headed out.

"So you like oldies?" he asked, punching in the songs and downloading them into the MP3 character.

Time flew by, and still Eliot didn't remember that tonight was the full moon. Lucy didn't smell like anything, so the wolf in him wasn't acting up. But soon the sun was setting... And Eliot felt his heart start racing and his hair standing on end. "Shit." He stood up. How could he have forgotten? "Shit..." He ran from the room.

If he didn't get to his room, he might get out, and he didn't want to bite anybody. He didn't want to kill anybody either.

Eliot could see his prison just down the hall. Almost! But just as he reached the door knob, he doubled-over in pain. No!

His teeth elongated, his nails grew into sharpened claws. A pain shot up his spine as it grew longer to form a wolfish tail. He fell to all fours, howling in pain as his nose became a snout. Within moments, the pain was gone, and Eliot wasn't himself anymore.

The wolf turned, sniffed the air. Something wasn't right here, the beastly instincts told him.

Seraphim sighed as she walked. It was getting darker out. She hoped nothing would jump out at her, since she was walking alone like this. Maybe she should've asked Rena to stay with her...

Eliot spun around, growling at the ghost that had once been there. Then he bounded for the window and jumped out into the cool night air. The beast howled at the moon, and then continued on his way, growling at any animal that dared come too close to him, and snapping one up in a single bite. It wouldn't be the first or last squirrel he'd eaten.

At some point he reached the main road and followed it. Then he smelled something. A delicious scent... a female human. He pulled his muzzle back in a mock grin and ran toward the smell.

Seraphim sighed as she sat on a bench. She wasn't feeling well again and would just sit and wait for the pain to subside somewhat. That's when she heard the padding of paws and a low growl. She stood up quickly and backed closer to the lamp post. She couldn't see anything in the darkness.

But wait... Eyes, terrible yellow eyes. A snout. Brown fur. She screamed. A monster, something not quite wolf and not quite human. She turned and ran for her life, wincing as the pain returned full force. Not now! she thought, running for the closest house. She didn't care who lived there. Anything to get out of the darkness and away from that beast.

The werewolf howled and charged. It was so easy to catch up with her that he let out a bark of laughter. He opened his mouth. His teeth snapped shut on flesh, delicious blood ran down his muzzle, dripping down his throat. He released her arm and snapped down again, this time getting a huge chunk of her side. He was overtop her, snapping furiously at anything he could reach, arm, shoulder... her flesh was delicious. He wanted to devour her.

Then he saw her eyes, full of tears and staring without seeing. He knew this girl... She went to his school. Oh God, no, he thought, backing away, coughing up her blood, but unable to get the bits he'd eaten off her out of his stomach. Oh God, not again... He'd already murdered once as a wolf, he didn't want to do it again.

He heard her gasp for air, saw her move, trying to crawl away from him. He let her. He had to get away from her, before he finished her. He turned and bounded away, far away from the houses and people who lived in them. His senses had returned to him. He didn't want to let the wolf take over again... He reached an empty place in the woods outside town, and howled at the moon.

Eliot's head snapped around. His fur was standing on end, his teeth beared as well. The wolf had taken control again, and even though it had no idea where its human had taken it or why the human had run away from his new mate, it did know it wanted this wolf off its land and away from its mate, wherever she was at the moment.

He began to circle the other, snarling, wanting to kill this intruder.

Eliot was just a tad faster. He rolled to the right and then snapped at Darcia's leg. He didn't wait to see if he had made contact. He swung with a claw at Darcia's face before attempting to tackle him to the grown.

Eliot growled and backed away slowly from the intimidating technique. He snarled again and lunged forward at just the right moment, tackling Darcia again and growling. The wolf within him was from an alpha male, which made him especially irritable when other wolves appeared. He wasn't about to lose that position to some intruder.