Game 2 | Game 2 Outline |
A couple of minutes later, you come to the locked side door of the garage.
On the third charge you break it down, and enter the windowless, brick-walled garage. There's a wolf woman kneeling in the centre of a chalk-drawn circle at the far end, clutching a golden amulet on a chain necklace; a wolf man jumping to his (rear) feet; and a familiar-looking wolf standing besides the chalk circle.
"Oh, hi again," Fred addresses you, with a smile. "Welcome to the pack, young cub."
"Not much of a pack," you growl. "And I'm here to ensure it doesn't grow any bigger."
Fred sighs. "I see you don't acknowledge me as your master. Nevermind - the ritual will be completed soon. Then everyone - including you - will lower your tails to me, when I become King Fred."
"No, he won't," Irene steps out from behind your crouched form, armed with just her knife and the contents of her satchel. She addresses the female werewolf. "Kelsey! Free yourself from Fred's control! You can do it!"
Kelsey doesn't look up. Her yellow eyes are fixed on the amulet. The glow from it seems to be slowly, very slowly, getting brighter.
"The slayer is now loyal to me, apprentice. The netherworld energy that will arise, shall channel itself through her. Soon, every human being will experience the pleasures of the fur, as well as my telepathic control over them! Home Sapiens will be consigned to history. Hah-hah! And if your Council of Light continues to oppose my plans, I'll get my growing army of servants to hunt them down," Fred curls his lip, showing his fangs. "Now, if you two must interfere, I'll have to have you brought to heel - or put down."
You're not impressed. "Your plan is a mad one," you snarl. "You cannot suddenly create billions of predators! The world will be left in chaos!" Both you and Irene walk forward, side by side - ready to fight.
Fred yawns, then snarls a command at the other wolf man. "Luthor...!"
Written by Midnight Blue
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