The last thing you remembered was the large beast sinking its teeth into your shoulder.
It looked like a wolf, but wolves didn’t stand on their hind legs and weren’t over seven feet tall…
The next thing you remembered was being in a room. A bag over your head. Voices all around you shouting and yelling angrily at each other.
“This is a clear violation of our agreement. The mortal was bitten by a Rogue Lycan under the full moon. She will now change when the next moon rises in a month.” The voice of an older man said.
“Rogue or not, the bite occurred in your territory. She is now your responsibility. Watch over her during this next month, the transition process will be rough for her. Have your son guide her once the change is complete.” Another voice said.
That was the last thing you remembered. You had blacked out shortly after.
“Hey there kiddo, welcome back.” A male voice said to you as you slowly opened your eyes.
You looked up a saw an older male, a doctor staring down at you. You appeared to be in a hospital bed.
“I’m Dr. Wilson, you were brought here to St. Martins Hospital after an animal attack.” He said.
“Animal attack?” You said weakly, your voice barely there.
“Yeah it looks like you took a shortcut through the park last night correct?” The doctor asked.
“Yeah I was studying late on campus, I decided to cut through the park to make it back to my apartment sooner.” That’s the last thing I remember.” You stated.
“It appears some kind of wild animal attacked you. By the size of it we thought it was a bear but here are no bears anywhere near us.” The doctor said.
“I don’t remember, the last thing I remember is…” Your shoulder suddenly winced in pain as you remember the large beast sinking its teeth into you.
“Take care now, you got lucky.” The doctor said helping you sit up.
“Luckily none of your wounds are life threatening, you are healing well, I’m having you discharged later today. I just must advise you take extra special care walking through the woods at night.” The doctor said.
You managed to sit up and make it to a mirror and look at yourself. Minus the bandages you didn’t look that bad.
Your name is Raven Mcavoy, age 21. Currently enrolled at your local state college.
You grew up an orphan, your mother abandoned you as a child. All you have to remember her is a silver locker she left on you as a baby.
Dispute your struggles you always managed to do well in school and succeed. Unlike the other girls you were never known for being physically fit or beautiful.
You were skinny and short, barely above 5’2 and not even 100lbs. You had small breasts, and no real curves. Your hair was black and rather short, you wore glasses, and pale white skin.
You loved books, movies, and stories in general. You wanted to be writer or a journalist one day.
You were currently single and embarrassingly you were still a virgin. You liked boys just fine they just didn’t seem to like you back.
When the nurses came back they examined you and seemed surprised at how fast you were healing. After just a few hours the bite didn’t even seem to hurt anymore.
You were allowed to be discharged and went back to your small one bedroom apartment you kept near campus.
This whole thing just felt like one strange dream you wanted to start forgetting.
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