As Isaac trotted along on all fours, he realized something was going wrong. As much fun as it was scaring all of the little trick-or-treaters, the longer he was in his new form the more his thoughts seemed to change. He began to lose control of his actions; the animal in him wanting to take control.
He spotted another group of small children. Trotting up to them, he tried to speak (the sight of a talking wolf had managed to scare the crap out of a lot of people so far) but his voice seemed to elude him.
Dammit! Zac didn't tell me this would change my vocal chords too. Now I can't even talk.
Not even realizing it, Ike had begun to growl deep in his throat when he thought of Zac. A moment later he realized that all of the kids had run away, terrified, thinking Isaac was going to eat them.
And when he took off after them, he scared himself. No! I can't do this!He abruptly pulled himself to a halt. What am I doing?!. Isaac was beginning to get a little scared. He realized that if he stayed around all of these people he might do something he'd later regret.
He took off for the woods, running as fast as his canine legs would take him.
Once he was deep within the confine of the trees, he slowed. And his animal senses began to kick in.
Cocking his nose up in the air, he got a whiff of something. Sniffing a little more, he realized it was a deer.
He followed the trail, even though the little bit of Isaac that was still in control didn't want to.
A few minutes later, he saw it. A beautiful doe, drinking by the stream. No! What am I doing? I can't do this!
He took one step back and landed on a twig, causing the deer to jerk her head up into the air, fully alert. She must've sensed Isaac, because a moment later she dashed between the trees.
Isaac gave chase.
Taylor didn't know where he was going or what he planned on doing when he got there, but continued to go where his insticts led him, melting from shadow to shadow where no one could see him.
The pain in his stomach was begining to become annoying. Somehow he knew that where he was going, he was going to get rid of it.
He came a small house. At first it looked to be deserted, but Taylor just closed his eyes and listened. He heard voices coming from the backyard and smelled the sharp odor of smoke.
Silently, Taylor crept around the house. He melted into the shadows along the fence until he found a tree where he could safely watch the occupants of the backyard without being seen.
The three girls in the backyard seemed to be camping out. A small fire had been built in a shallow pit and three sleeping bags were set up in a circle around it.
Taylor recognized them. They were part of a five person band called until tomorrow that was gaining popularity in Tulsa and neighboring cities.
He smiled thinking about how Hanson had started out the same way. Tay decided that he would go and talk to them. "Hello?" he called, stepping out from the shadows.
One girl screamed. She was on the far side of the fire obstructing Taylor's view of her. Out of the other two, one gasped and the other simply glared at him and snapped, "Where the hell did you come from?"
"I was just walking around when I heard you talking and saw the smoke. Being bored, I decided to see if anyone wanted to talk." He gazed into her eyes willing her to believe.
The one on the far side of the fire just laughed. "Sorry I screamed, I'm kinda jumpy. Kay, don't be mad, I'm sure he means no harm."
But Kay didn't seem to be listening to her friend. She seemed totally out of it. Then Taylor realized something. I did that. I can put people in trances. Cool!
He looked at the girl who'd gasped. "What's your name?"
"Uh...ummm... it's..." she trailed off. Taylor gazed into her eyes, and almost immediately she was under her spell. Two down, one left. Although Taylor had no idea why he was doing this.
"That's Kim," said the other girl. Taylor walked a bit around the fire so the smoke didn't block his vision.
"And you are?"
She smiled. "I'm Sara, but everyone calls me Silver."
He smiled back, but then she tilted her head, exposing the smooth, creamy whiteness of her neck. Without conscious action, Taylor lept at her, sinking his fangs deep into her neck, covering her mouth with one hand to keep her from screaming.
After a bit, she stopped struggling. Taylor pulled away and went to each of the other two girls. They didn't struggle because he had already put them under a trance.
Finally he stepped away. A bit of the old Taylor broke through right then. He gasped. Omigod, I killed them!
They all lay motionless on the groung. He reached for the nearest, which happened to be Kim. He put his ear to her chest. There. He heard it. A very faint pulse and the slow whoosh of air passing through the lungs.
He checked Kay next, then Silver. They were both alive. Thank God. Taylor looked down at Silver's neck and saw that some blood had seeped from the wound he had left. He bent down and gently licked it clean. When he rose, he noticed that the wound had closed.
Quickly understanding that there must be some fast acting healing element in his saliva, he went to the other two, licking their necks clean of any blood and healing the punctures on their necks.
No one will ever know what went on here.
He melted back into the shadows.
Zac got a strange sensation passing into the cemetary..... Graveyard....... Boneyard...... His filmy covering billowed around him, no more than particles of dust caught in the faint glow of the moonlight.
He heard a voice from his left. It was familiar. So familiar. "Zac.... You're the reason we're here. You did this."
He turned around, the wind scraping dried leaves along the ground. "Me? How?"
Another voice. This time it was from the other side. "You already know. Every spell you do, every time you make a mistake, we're forced to suffer."
Yet another voice. It was far away and very faint. "How dare you! You little shit! If I still had hands..... Damn you! Damn you to live like we have to!"
He felt a tinge of pain within him. As he hovered there, the pain grew. He felt himself begin to shake. Out. He had to get out.
The wind began to blow, pushing him from his desired path. He fought against it as much as he could but the pain was still increasing in intensity. The wind stopped. He looked down and screamed.
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