The Lycanthrope Club 2It had all worked out very well at first, reflected Melinda as she sat in her room, staring drearily into the blue glow of her computers monitor, absently twirling a ballpoint pen between her thumb and index finger.It had all started the spring break of Melindas junior year. Her father - convinced his daughter needed more life-experience - took her and her mother on a camping trip at a distant state park. Melinda, never much of the outdoorswoman, hadnt been too thrilled by this, and for once her misgivings had been proven legit. During their first night campgrounds she lost her way in surrounding woods. She wandered through the forest in a terrified daze until she noticed a strange black wolf stalking her. She tried to escape, but in her panicked flight collided headfirst with a low-hanging tree branch and got knocked unconscious. When she awoke she found that there was a bite-mark on her neck. Although greatly perturbed by this, Melinda had swallo
Lycanthrope Club Vignette 1It was well past midnight in the forest. The air was very cold and still. Soft, mist-like rain drifted down from the starless sky to the earth. Every so often the clouds would part, revealing the moon, full and waxen. Faint pale light would filter down through the haze tracing the forest in a ghostly outline. Inevitably, the break in the clouds would close, leaving the ground as black as the sky above.A solitary form was moving through the gloom. Though nearly the size and shape of a bear it moved nothing like one. Swift and agile, it wove effortlessly between the trees and bushes, never slowing or stopping. It was as black as the night save its two yellow eyes, which gleamed brightly in the scant moonlight. A long, bushy tail fluttered behind it like a contrail. It was heading towards something and seemed intent on its destination.As the beast sped along the tr
Lycanthrope Club Vignette 4The three newly transformed werewolves stood there in silence."So
what happens now?" asked Rachael eventually."Well," began Yvette. "Let's make sure everyone is ready to move on. Christine?""Huh?" said Christine, who had been staring at Brad."Do you feel alright?" said Yvette. "Any pain? Any discomfort?""Nnn-o," said Christine. "I'm good.""Rachael?"Rachael frowned."Still a little sore," she said."And you, Brad?" said Yvette, turning towards him."I
I feel fine, I guess," he said slowly, still somewhat dazed."Good, good," said Yvette. "Take as much time as you need to adjust and relax. The first lesson you need to learn is that emotions are much more
intense when you're a werewolf. Little pleasures can become downright addictive while petty annoyances can make you go nuts. It's important you learn how to control yourself."Christine glanced down at her body. &
Lycanthrope Club Vignette 6"How many people did you say were coming, again?" inquired Melinda's mother as she unfolded the chair.Melinda peeked out from around the corner leading to the kitchen."At least a dozen," said Melinda. "Probably more."Melinda's mother placed the chair alongside the others in the living room."We only have a six chairs and a single sofa," she said, sighing. She walked over to the kitchen countertop and retrieved a stack of napkins sitting there. "Where are the rest of your friends going to sit?"Melinda stepped out of the kitchen. She was wearing a grey long-sleeve shirt and a long black skirt. "I dunno. The floor I guess," she said."You really should have planned this out better," sighed Melinda's mother as she set the napkins down on the table facing the television."Sorry mom.""Don't apologize to me. You really need to be more considerate of others.""I know, I know," said Melinda in a weary voice.