Blurb : Philip, Matt, Cesar and Jude never expected the drastic change in their lives.Transformed into werewolves, they are forced into a world mythical creatures, death and thesupernatural.Setting:The story is a contemporary paranormal thriller. The beginning is set in the small quietfictional town of Elmwood and it's surrounding states and environs. Eventually it changesMain characters:● Philip Bassett: He is one of the four who are cursed and also one of the main male leadsof the story.He is a nineteen (19) year old high schooler of lean build with chocolate brown hair andmatching eyesHe's a lycanthrope, a werewolf subclass; his abilities include speed, superhumanstrength and an increased sense of smell. He possesses no special ability.● Jude Carson: He is a delinquent. The wild, crazy and wreckless one of the four with adevil may care attitude towards life.He's also nineteen years old, a highschool dropout yet extremely intelligent when theneed arises. He has long,
For as long Philip could remember, he had always been afraid of the dark. But his friendsobviously couldn't know that; he was the star football player and jock of Elmwood academy, fearwasn't a word that should have been in his vocabulary. However, here he was, seated in theback of his father's old pickup truck, struggling to stay calm whilst balancing a cigar between hismiddle and forefinger as the cold November winds seeped through his jacket.He watched, with growing unease, as his friends chanted as Jude, another one of his friends,chugged down a bottle of tequila. He took a long drag from his cigarette, letting the headyfeeling consume and calm him before exhaling billows of smoke.They were playing truth or dare, a game he would usually enjoy in the comfort of his living roomor the boys' locker room in school, not here in the middle of the forest, miles away fromcivilization. Jude let out a loud belch when he had completely downed the bottle of alcohol,whooping and cheer
“We need to wait for Matt,” Philip had already shifted the gear to reverse when Cesar's voicestopped him halfway through his actions. He groaned.“We never should have never come here,” he replied. He didn't need to elaborate, he knew hewas referring to Matt. Cesar knew how much Matt made him uncomfortable. He knew Matt wasmore trouble than it was worth. But, for whatever reason, he was still convinced there wassomething good in the blasted kid. Philip couldn't be bothered if he was Jesus fricking Christ,Matt was a horrible person.“You just need to give him a chance, Y'know, warm up to him.”“His face can warm up to the soles of my shoes when we're out of here.” Philip stared out of hiswindow and at the mouth of the cave. The surrounding silence in the forest shattered as his fistmade contact with the steering wheel, he honked a few more times to get Matt's attention. Whatthe hell was he doing in there? A few seconds later, he jogged out of the cave, struggling to zipup his
Jude awoke with a jolt, there was a sharp ringing sound coming from his right ear, and it felt likesomeone had slammed that side of his face against a wall. He was more aware of his crackingheadache than the layer of dehydrated saliva that coated his cracked lips. He could feel hisbones ache and his muscles throb like he had been beaten to a pulp and placed in a papershredder afterwards, so much so that he could barely identify nor control any part of his body,his limbs felt too heavy, and his head felt far too light to be right. Cold seeped into his chest, andhe wondered what had become of his shirt last night.He could still feel the residual taste of cheap vodka and perhaps a bit of vomit at the back of histhroat. He couldn't remember half of what had transpired the night before, last he recalled, theyhad been waiting in the car for Philip to complete his dare, so they could finally head on home.Everything else was a blur, but that wasn't an entirely unfamiliar feeling for
Philip hated the hospital, he didn't need to open his eyes to tell where he was, it was difficult tomiss the putrid combination of pain, suffering and excessive antiseptic. He hated the doctorswho delivered bad news with an expressionless mask on their faces and the nurses who werealways so sickly sweet when you were a kid but had horrible attitudes towards adults. He hatedthat this had been the last place he saw his mother alive, he hated that his kid sister never hadthe chance to breathe none incubated air, and he hated most of all that his old man had himback here every other day of the week to bribe the doctors to prescribe codeine and morphinewhich he sold to the kids and junkies on their street.The sound of feet shuffling nervously by his bedside drew him out of his drowsy awareness.Someone spoke;“I think he's waking up, sir.” The voice was one he recognized, Mrs permernutt, a nasty lookingwoman—who seemed to be suffering a midlife crisis— with an even nastier attitud
Sarah stared at the television in silence. 'Wild bears strike' the headlines read. The newsshowed videos and pictures taken by the police of the dead animals and wrecked truck the boyshad been at night before.She knew that truck, Jude was always in that truck. She remembered her son saying he wouldbe with his friends at Jude's house studying; She'd never liked that boy, he was a delinquent,always in trouble with school and sometimes even the authorities. She found no reason why hewasn't behind bars with the things he took and sometimes did, the townsfolk were all toogullible. In her unsolicited opinion, he had got more than enough second chances just becauseeveryone in town agreed his parents were scum of the earth. The only reason she had let Mattout last night was because she thought the others in their reading group were slightlyresponsible.Her slender had rested just above Matthew's. He seemed so peaceful despite the bandageswrapped around his torso and head, the last
Philip hated the hospital, he didn't need to open his eyes to tell where he was, it was difficult tomiss the putrid combination of pain, suffering and excessive antiseptic. He hated the doctorswho delivered bad news with an expressionless mask on their faces and the nurses who werealways so sickly sweet when you were a kid but had horrible attitudes towards adults. He hatedthat this had been the last place he saw his mother alive, he hated that his kid sister never hadthe chance to breathe none incubated air, and he hated most of all that his old man had himback here every other day of the week to bribe the doctors to prescribe codeine and morphinewhich he sold to the kids and junkies on their street.The sound of feet shuffling nervously by his bedside drew him out of his drowsy awareness.Someone spoke;“I think he's waking up, sir.” The voice was one he recognized, Mrs permernutt, a nasty lookingwoman—who seemed to be suffering a midlife crisis— with an even nastier attitud
Jude awoke with a jolt, there was a sharp ringing sound coming from his right ear, and it felt likesomeone had slammed that side of his face against a wall. He was more aware of his crackingheadache than the layer of dehydrated saliva that coated his cracked lips. He could feel hisbones ache and his muscles throb like he had been beaten to a pulp and placed in a papershredder afterwards, so much so that he could barely identify nor control any part of his body,his limbs felt too heavy, and his head felt far too light to be right. Cold seeped into his chest, andhe wondered what had become of his shirt last night.He could still feel the residual taste of cheap vodka and perhaps a bit of vomit at the back of histhroat. He couldn't remember half of what had transpired the night before, last he recalled, theyhad been waiting in the car for Philip to complete his dare, so they could finally head on home.Everything else was a blur, but that wasn't an entirely unfamiliar feeling for
“We need to wait for Matt,” Philip had already shifted the gear to reverse when Cesar's voicestopped him halfway through his actions. He groaned.“We never should have never come here,” he replied. He didn't need to elaborate, he knew hewas referring to Matt. Cesar knew how much Matt made him uncomfortable. He knew Matt wasmore trouble than it was worth. But, for whatever reason, he was still convinced there wassomething good in the blasted kid. Philip couldn't be bothered if he was Jesus fricking Christ,Matt was a horrible person.“You just need to give him a chance, Y'know, warm up to him.”“His face can warm up to the soles of my shoes when we're out of here.” Philip stared out of hiswindow and at the mouth of the cave. The surrounding silence in the forest shattered as his fistmade contact with the steering wheel, he honked a few more times to get Matt's attention. Whatthe hell was he doing in there? A few seconds later, he jogged out of the cave, struggling to zipup his
For as long Philip could remember, he had always been afraid of the dark. But his friendsobviously couldn't know that; he was the star football player and jock of Elmwood academy, fearwasn't a word that should have been in his vocabulary. However, here he was, seated in theback of his father's old pickup truck, struggling to stay calm whilst balancing a cigar between hismiddle and forefinger as the cold November winds seeped through his jacket.He watched, with growing unease, as his friends chanted as Jude, another one of his friends,chugged down a bottle of tequila. He took a long drag from his cigarette, letting the headyfeeling consume and calm him before exhaling billows of smoke.They were playing truth or dare, a game he would usually enjoy in the comfort of his living roomor the boys' locker room in school, not here in the middle of the forest, miles away fromcivilization. Jude let out a loud belch when he had completely downed the bottle of alcohol,whooping and cheer
Blurb : Philip, Matt, Cesar and Jude never expected the drastic change in their lives.Transformed into werewolves, they are forced into a world mythical creatures, death and thesupernatural.Setting:The story is a contemporary paranormal thriller. The beginning is set in the small quietfictional town of Elmwood and it's surrounding states and environs. Eventually it changesMain characters:● Philip Bassett: He is one of the four who are cursed and also one of the main male leadsof the story.He is a nineteen (19) year old high schooler of lean build with chocolate brown hair andmatching eyesHe's a lycanthrope, a werewolf subclass; his abilities include speed, superhumanstrength and an increased sense of smell. He possesses no special ability.● Jude Carson: He is a delinquent. The wild, crazy and wreckless one of the four with adevil may care attitude towards life.He's also nineteen years old, a highschool dropout yet extremely intelligent when theneed arises. He has long,