Riddles of the Phoenixes series

Through the eyes of the Dark phoenixes.

Chapter twenty six: Fenrir werewolf by night.

Cyrus’ eyes began to dilate and he began to moan and groan, still clutching the sides of his head. Suddenly a terrible snarling noise came from Cyrus. His face began to lengthen and then his body, his shoulders began to hunch, his fingernails grew longer and sharper, and his teeth began to length into fangs. A shiver of fear ran through Jack. Hair began to sprout from Cyrus’ face and hands, which also were curling into paws. Cyrus had dropped to all fours, his eyes turning black and his ears lengthening into long wolf like ears. Cyrus had turned into a monster. A fenrir/werewolf creature. Cyrus the fenrir werewolf stood on its hind legs and howled at the moon. Suddenly it all made sense to Jack. The “wolf” problem. Cyrus disappearing at night. Cyrus was a fenrir werewolf. The fenrir werewolf turned to Jack, it’s black eyes glittering with anticipation. It licked its chomps. “Jack! Run!” Cyra gasped. Jack was unable to move. Frozen. The fenrir werewolf suddenly leapt into midair and lunged at Jack. A fierce “wind” blew at the side of Jack’s face and Cyra grabbed him and sped off. The fenrir werewolf howled in fury and pursued. They stopped for a second. “What-what just h-happened?” Jack asked, his eyes wide with fright. Cyra grasped his arm. “I’ll explain later. Right now we have to go!” She said. “Then let’s go back to the castle!” Jack suggested. Cyra shook her head. “We can’t leave him here alone. He might run away and then hurt people. Don’t worry it won’t be long until he turns back human. We can’t leave him.” Cyra said. Jack sighed. “Fine.” He relented. “Ok great. Just whatever you do….don’t let him bite you!” Cyra said. The fenrir werewolf was getting closer, it’s growls echoing from nearby. They could hear if sniffing noisily. It howled loudly. Cyra bolted off, still holding unto Jack. The fenrir werewolf pursued. “Come on!” Cyra said, tugging him along so that he wouldn’t go so slow. They were going deeper into the forest. The fenrir werewolf continued following. Suddenly Jack had a idea, not a good idea but….it was a idea. “Hey Cyra wait!” He called. Cyra stopped running and Jack tried to catch his breath. “What?! We have to go!! You know, keep running!” Cyra exclaimed. “I know but…it would be easier if we split up. I’m slowing you down.” Jack said. Cyra shook her head vigorously. “No, no, no never split up! He’ll catch up to you! You’re-um….how do I say this without hurting your feeling?….slow.” Cyra said. Jack nodded. “I know. But you have super speed which means he’ll never catch you and I have super healing so he can’t hurt me…much.” Jack said. Cyra shook her head even more, her eyes filled with worry. “No! We can’t split up! We have to stick together!” She cried. Jack squeezed her hand and looked her in the eye. “Don’t worry. I’ll be fine. We can do it.” He said. Cyra bit her lip and sighed. “Ok. Be careful please or I’m gonna be so mad at you!” Jack grinned. “I wouldn’t dream of doing anything else.”

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-SunnyFox57