My little werewolf

A/N: alright, this story is doing really well, getting a lot of good feedback, and i just figured i'd give a quick shout out to all the fans, of this, and all my other fanfics, and everyone who gives me suggestions and ideas for all my fanfics(you know who you are). it's been one hell of a ride typing this, lot's of late nights, and it almost makes me sad to say we're almost there, the big finale, the final battle...... but, it's not the destination the matters, it's the journey, so enjoy!

“Well…. Maybe giving me armor wasn’t the best idea…” I said to my companions(yeah, I called them MY companions, because they’re MY backup. I know that makes me sound like a douche, but whatevs.) as the moon rose over the horizon. The FULL moon.

“Don’t worry about it to much. If my research is correct, you will be in full control of your body and mind under blue moons.” said Twilight… and then I realized it was a blue moon…. Funny how that works out, eh? For those of you that don’t know, a blue moon is when there’s a full moon twice in a month. I think. I’m not entirely sure. All I know is that tonight was a blue moon. How do I know this? One moment, I seem to be changing right now. Just like the first time, my limbs grew, I grew fur, and it hurt. But unlike the first time(was there any other time? No? so I could just say last time, right? Whatever.)however, my armor grew and moved with my body. That’s gonna save me a lot of time and money in the long run. And, like Twilight had predicted, I was in full control….. Mostly. I barely had control over the more primal urges, like to chase down stray rabbits…. Mmmmmmmm, rabbits………. Huh? Sorry, I tend to zone out when I mention food. Where was I? oh yeah, control. I didn’t have control over the urge to hunt…. And to make matters worse, I couldn’t exactly talk. To show my rage at this situation, I just sat on my haunches(Wait a minute, I have haunches now? Jesus, this is cool!) and howled at the moon, feeling like a complete bad ass.

“Um.. Excuse me, but… could you please stop that? You’re scaring the other animals… not that you’re an animal of course, I mean…eepp.” squeaked Fluttershy. I didn’t really mind being called an animal, as at the time I technically was one.

“At the time? You were always one.” oh… you. How’ve you been Rage? I haven’t heard from you in a while. “I’ve been alright, I guess. This place is to…. Pony, for my tastes.” well then you can burn in hell, I love it here. Now, if you don’t mind, I think I see a rabbit. And it was a rabbit. I say was because I… well, you know what I’m getting at, right? No? well, I killed it, and ate it raw around the campfire, while the others just kinda watched. With death glares….. It was uncomfortable.

“I understand the need to hunt, Christian, but could you at least wait until you’re standing watch for that? It’s… disturbing.” said Twilight. I finished my rabbit, and then nodded. I could wait. “”Alright, speaking of standing watch, we need to come up with a watch schedule. I say Rarity and myself, Fluttershy and Applejack, Pinkie and Rainbow, Christian and Applejack, Christian and Rainbow. Any objections?” I would have objected to being paired with Rainbow, but I kinda couldn’t….. yeah. Being a werewolf sucks. Don’t do it. I know what you’re thinking. DON’T. it’s not worth it bro, trust me. I know. Anyway, I tried to sleep, but my dreams were always invaded by the same damn nightmare from the night before. Eventually I just kinda laid there, waiting for my first watch shift. Which came faster then I thought.

“Hey sugercube, it’s our turn.” Said Applejack, shaking me a bit, thinking I was asleep. I just kinda got up and stretched. Remember when I said they were about our size? Well not anymore. Now I’m about twice their height. Which feels AWESOME. “So… ah take it yer gonna go huntin‘?” she asked me…. Can Applejack read minds? Either way, I nodded, and then ran of into the woods(which we were camped outside, by the way.) in search of prey. What I found, however, were ponies….. Evil smelling ponies. Don’t ask me what evil smells like, because it’s hard to explain. Lets just say that if evil made cologne, all these(five, by the way.. That’s how many ponies there were.) ponies would be wearing it. And A LOT of it. I thought about going back and telling Applejack……. Nnnaaahhhhh, I got this. I rushed toward them, surprisingly silently. I jumped on the first one, eating his throat out before he could scream. I then grabbed the next one from behind and drove my claws(which had metal gloves on them, making them extra sharp) right through his chest(I don’t actually know if they were all he’s, but I’m going to refer to them as such until I find out.) killing him instantly. I then threw caution to the wind and roared.. Not howled, I fucking ROARED. I feel so aweso- Oowww!! Shit! Lesson learned, they do have guns, and they fucking hurt! I decided to mentally say fuck it, and ran towards where the bullet that hit me(as they were flying everywhere now) had come from, finding another pony there with something similar to a Kentucky long rifle. I knocked the rifle from his hooves(or magic, I couldn’t really tell… bloodlust and all that, ya kno….. never mind.) and impaled him through his stomach, looking him in the eyes before opening my claw, widening the hole in his gut. I did this until he simply burst open, ribs, guts and blood flying everywhere. I then threw his body in a random direction, there not being enough meat left on the corpse for me to feed on. I then turned to see two other ponies with rifles, simply standing there. Dumbstruck and scared. I could leave no witnesses…. No matter how much I wanted to. I tore the first pony in half, his screams echoing through the forest, along with those of his companion, whom I ate alive, rending the meat from his flesh and swallowing it to the music of his screams. When I was done, I walked back to the camp, soaked in blood, some of it my own, but most of it belonged to the ponies I’d just mauled(..mauled.. it’s such a strange sounding word….. Mauled..) because I’m to awesome to bleed. Alright that’s a lie, I was full of holes, but I didn’t think much of it. Anyway, when I got back to camp, Applejack was just staring at me.

“Ah don’t know if ah should scream, or puke.” she said….. Eloquent Applejack… eloquent. I shrugged. Hell if I knew. She chose the latter. After she was done, it was time for mine and Rainbow’s watch(this oughta be interesting.), and she woke her up.

“Huh? I’m up, I’m up.” she said, shaking her head a bit(I would assume she would have learned after what happened when I did that, ya know?) and then looking at me. “What happened to you?” I looked myself over and shrugged. I didn’t see anything wrong. Applejack went to bed(but only after telling Rainbow to keep an eye on me… which I’m sure she was doing anyway.) and me and Rainbow were the only ones awake. I was sitting on a log, and she was just kinda sitting off to my right. “So….. What’s it like?” she asked. I just kinda looked at her and pointed a claw at my throat. “Oh… yeah, I forgot about that.” she sighed… Hey! That’s my thing! Anyway, I was bored, and there was dirt, so I tried my claw(you see what I did there?) at writing in it. It took me a while, but I eventually got a message to Rainbow written in the dirt, and then kinda nudged her. “What’s up?” she asked, and I pointed at my message. It was fairly simple, just a question that’s been on my mind for a while. “You wanna know why I like you so much?” yep. That was it. More or less, anyways. I nodded. She sighed(Stop stealing my thing!) and began her explanation. “Well, you just seem like a really cool guy, not like the stallions I’ve dated, who only wanted a one night stand, or only got me to say ‘yes’ by getting me drunk first. That, and you’re willing to fight for a bunch of ponies you’ve never met before in your life, and for a world that isn’t yours. You accept me for who I am, and you’re really cool to hang out with, you’re funny, well, sometimes you are anyway, and it sounds like you understand what I’ve been through. When I was in flight school, I was always picked on and getting into fights because everypony thought that because my mane’s rainbow colored I was into fillies, so I just tried to be someone else, I always tried to be cool….” she trailed off with an honest to god snort. I shit you not. “I’m sure you can tell how that went.” I nodded. If she thought our lives were similar, then it didn’t take a genius to figure that one out. Unless I’m the only one who can figure it out. Would that make me a genius?…… sweet mother of god. Anyway, I could understand what she’d been through. When I still went to public school, everyone would always look for a reason to call me a fag, a retard, or anything they thought would hurt, from my music choices(The Fray, anyone?), to my grades, or even what the hell I wore, which was usually no different then what they wore. Jeans and a plain white t-shit…. How they got “Mentally handicapped homosexual” out of that, I’ll never know. Anyway, back to the matter at hand, hoof, or claw, whichever you may have. Stranger things have happened then someone who has any of those reading this, trust me. Like the sun beginning to rise at a very convenient time. Trollestia to the max, right there. You wanna know what it’s like changing from werewolf back into human? Imagine the initial change, in reverse, but twice as painful. Yeah, that’s pretty much it. I was howling the entire time, until I was finally human again.

“OOooooow SHIT! You have no idea how much that shit hurts!” I yelled. Accidentally waking up the rest of the camp. Who glared at me, before going back to sleep.

“Did it really hurt that bad?” asked Rainbow. Now that I could actually talk, I could answer her many questions.

“Yeah. It did. Have you ever felt your bones move around, growing longer, or getting shorter? Cuz if not, you have no idea how much that hurts.” and neither do you. You don’t understand my pain. Anyway, she cringed a bit at the very thought(or at least I thought it was what she cringed at… maybe it was my face. It has a tendency to make people do that.) and then we continued out earlier conversation. “Anyway, yeah, I do know how it is getting a lot of shit over something stupid. This one time, I got my ass whooped because I was chasing a kid… while we were playing football. Yeah.”

“Football?” I then had to explain football to her, which I will spare you from. I was never a big fan of football, so my explanation of it is probably way off. “What’s his problem!?” she asked afterwards, to which I could only shrug. I didn’t know what problem most people had with me. I just dealt with it.

“Who knows? Either way, that’s not the point. The point is, that kinda shit happens to a lot of people, me included.” I said. I was still laying on the ground from my… un-transformation? Anyway, she decided to lay down next to me for no apparent reason. “So… now I understand why you’re so determined to get with me, but-”

“I know…. Species barrier, I remember.” she said, cutting me off and sounding…. Not as depressed about that as I thought she would. Which worried me. Are you worried to? Cuz I am. Greatly worried. “So….. If, say, you were a pony, would you?”

“Would I what?” I think I see where she’s going with this…. But better safe then looking like a douche bag, right?

“You know. Date me?” if I had been drinking anything, I would have probably choked on it. It was not something that was a possibility for me all that often. And she must have been reading this for a while…… damn you fourth wall, why do you have to be so fragile? Anyway……

“If, and only if I was a pony. I still find it kinda odd that you’re so persistent, considering that, for one, we’ve only known each other for a few days(I know stranger things have happened, but it’s still odd.), and two, I doubt your first impression of me was very good, considering that whole business with Discord.” she then got this smile…. It was highly disturbing. Maybe Pinkie was right…

“I TOLD YA SO!!” shut up Pinkie.