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The summer that change everything

In this story, beside the plot, in the first few chapter I will also try to show what hurdle's werewolves have to go through every day in order to survive. Contrary to some belief, you will see that it is a sometime fastidious and not an easy life. They have special needs and ability that is complicating every aspect from their life. For some, that in it self is what the curse is all about. On the other hand they have a much longer life span, better health, are much stronger physically, then the average humans.

All characters in this story are fictitious, any resemblances to people in real life, or to character in other stories are just fortuitous and unintentional. All the characters involved in this story belong to me "drakar2835" unless otherwise stated. This story is written for all to enjoy and will forever be free. It's like my payback to all the wonderful free stories floating around this site. The basic environment behind my story is inspired by the one imagined by Leo_Todrius 's Lykos. Be sure to read Trickster_D 's Lykos-Wild Things, argouru 's Lykos-Lone Wolf, sangheilinerd Lykos Redemption, and "disturbed01 's Lykos-Mat P. These are all amazing stories and all have Leo_Todrius 's approval. While this story environment is inspired from Leo Todrius Lykos stories and I did ask for his approval before using some pieces of his environment, other differences I've implemented might also make it totally incompatible to his universe unlike the other spinoff mentioned above. Although Leo Todrius did approve the use of some of his story environment, he had nothing to do with the content of this story and should not be held liable or responsible for anything contained in it. For any question relating to that, please PM me. Thank you.

Warning: Some part of the story may contain gore and/or scat and/or vore but it will not be the center theme of the story and won't be very graphical or detailed. It will only be used as supportive accessory to the story, but I'm not shy in using them when needed. So you've been warned. I will include specific tags relating to those subjects in each chapter on a need basis.

Chapter 1

A stressful life.

In June, late at night, laying on his bed, Randal Fairfield is unable to sleep, the quiet and peaceful bedroom only exacerbating his gloomy feelings. It's dark outside, and the obscurity that is engulfing the small personal space is only somewhat dissipated by his desk lamp. On the wall, a small plaque is sitting there as a testament to his victory in last year regional chess championship. But that award is definitively not in his train of thought, as right now he'd rather had some muscle power instead of brain power. Unfortunately for him, he's no athletic champion as his shape is rather flat, mainly from lack of sports, and exercises. His genetics might also be a contributing factor to his plight. He's definitively more of the lanky nerd type then the jock type, while not being a bookworm, he does have an affinity towards computers and everything revolving around them.

Being fourteen-year-old, five foot five and 100 lbs., Randal is quite average as far as his weight is concern but is somewhat taller than most compared to other freshmen of his school. That height difference might be explained by the fact that his birthday's in November meanth that he's a couple months older than most of his peers. He has dark brown somewhat uncombed hair, which he wears mid cut, and his eyes, also in a shade of brown, are good matches to his hair color.

Since it's a late spring night, it's quite warm and muggy outside. Unfortunately, there is no A/C in his house, meaning that it's going to be another, on top of his bed sheets, sleeping night. The steamy bedroom compounded with the days events are just making it harder to get some rest. Sleep deprivation although welcome by most teens is really not something Randal was looking for, as tomorrow will be the first day of a three-day weekend trip with Patrick Winston family to their mountain cottage about a hundred miles up north in the hills. Patrick is one of his oldest friends, being his next door neighbor they were already together before kindergarten and are about the same age, Patrick being the elder by about a month. His size and weight are quite average for his age, but compare to tall Randal, he's a bit smaller but more muscly. As for his general looks, he has short blond hair and grayish eyes, and of course, the build that is a bit more athletic. At least, he does practice some sports, soccer and basketball being his favorites, the rest of the time he just hangouts with Randal.

Sprawled on his bed, Randal is just unable to take his mind off his school problem. Today, he was detained after school by his gym teacher, for being a bit late at class. He is sure that his blasted instructor knowing that he is not too athletic understood quite well that doing those fifty damned push ups would take him like forever... Unfortunately, since it was after the last class of the day, his detention also delayed his arrival at the locker room, and that had the unwanted effect of having him there at the same time as John Austin who came in for the evening football game. That obnoxious football player that is John Austin was a real pain in the ass. He's a junior but since the beginning of the year he's been picking on poor Randal for reasons that were beyond him, hell there probably was no reason at all.

John is a six-foot four jock weighting two hundred and twenty pounds, a heap of muscle, unfortunately controlled by a brain that's probably the size of a pea. He's also a star of the school football team. No wonder, just using his body sheer size and strength, he's able to make touch down all by himself. All the quarterback needs to do is to give him the ball. He's also the perfect example that a lot of muscle and size do not always translate into savoir vivre or social skill. Lucky as he was, Randal did doom himself by turning into his locker row while inadvertently bumping into that damned jock stomach. Instantly Austin did grab his shirt with one hand and brought him at eyes level boasting quite an unhappy look. Now thinking about it, Randal did remember that he seemed to be high on something, and also that he was very aggressive for no reason. Of course calling Randal, a worm was de rigeur. One that he would just squash the next time he would see his face. He then proceeds in throwing poor Randal across the aisle head first over the central bench onto the opposing row of lockers, knocking him right out. Poor Randal was just laying there inanimate on the ground when John decided to continue his outburst by kicking him a few times, then finally, compounding the humiliation, decided to pee on him. As Randal woke up minutes later, his side was hurting as hell and he was reeking of John piss. Of course the gym teacher was nowhere to be seen because at this time of the day he was always busy somewhere else, and as usual, nobody did saw anything. It must be said that at the time, the locker room was fairly empty. Understandingly Randal did hate him a lot for that, adding to a string of aggression for which he was the constant recipient. Of course he did not tell his mother because he damned well knew that it would not change a thing except making her feel bad. Besides, being a widowed mom, she's working very hard just to make ends meets, and she just don't have the time needed in helping his situation at school. Besides, in Randal mind that kind of help would be useless anyway, because the last time his mom did intervene, it just ended up getting worst.

The night finally came and went with Randal, only getting a few hours of sleep. The aching bruises he felt from all over his body as he stood up from his bed were cold memories, tanks to that latest beating, that just did not want go. Finally going to the bathroom to take a shower, he finally saw that black eye. *Must have got that when I came face to face with that damned padlock that knocked me out cold.* While most of his bruised did feel tender to the touch, nothing seemed broken. *Damned school*, he thought to himself, *why do I have to go through that almost every week... Life is not fair. At least it's the weekend and a long one at that.* What a relief it was for him to be away from that crap even if it was for a little while. Not only that, but he was invited to spend it with his best friend and family at their mountain cottage.

So Randal began packing a bag full of stuff for the small trip, not forgetting his game consoles. He just could not leave home without it. Then, his is mom came by to make sure that he did not forget anything and saw the black eye.

"Randal, what happens to your eye?"

"Nothing mom, it was just an accident while we were playing baseball yesterday. A foul ball was hit and came my way while I was sitting in the bleachers. I almost did stop it with my hands but obviously was not successful." It was a lie but Randal did not want to have his mom involved again in his school affair.

"Randal, be careful next time, will you? You could have lost an eye. Do you realize all the trouble that it could give you later in life?"

"Mom it was an accident... Just bad luck, but I promise to be more careful. Now I have to go otherwise, Patrick and his family will be waiting for me."

"Randal you're my only son please be careful will you. I don't know what I would do if I ever lose you... Now for this trip, I want you to behave your self, and follow Alan rules. He has the last word on everything, while you're with them. Understood?"

"Yes mom" Randal said.

Then she kissed him on the forehead proud of her son, and he left the house running towards the neighbor SUV. Patrick was waiting there with his father Alan and his sister Alicia.

Of course, the first thing Patrick asks... "Did you bring that game console of yours?"...

Causing his father to rises and eyebrow at that... "Now boys, weekend getaways are planed so that you have a chance to get some fresh air, and be outdoors. So if the weather is fair outside, I don't want to see anybody playing wiht that thing. Is that understood?"

"Yea understood..." Was the unhappy answer from the boys, but they knew that it would not be boring even if they did not have the chance to play video games. On that they left, and the trip was uneventful even if it was a two-hour drive from their home. Randal sitting in the back of the van was glad that he had been invited along as this trip was more then needed to compensate for the stuff going on at school. Anything to change his mood or at least make him forget for a while his dreaded school life was a welcome help...

Arriving at the Winston hillside cottage everyone got out of the car and they all did their part in bringing in the stuff that was needed for the weekend. Unfortunately to the boys delight, it was raining cats and dogs. So that meant that they could be spending the rest of the day playing video games, which they definitively did.

The following day was a beautiful and warm spring day with blue sky and not a cloud in sight. The sun was just peeking over the tree line as the clock hit nine in the morning. The boys came out of their shared bed room and went in turn to take a shower after which they came downstairs attracted by the smell of eggs and bacon. The Winston cottage was quite a nice place, more of a home then a cottage. All interior walls where made varnish wood matching all the furniture. It was a two-story building with a basement. But unlike regular homes this one had half of it set up as a huge open space with a cathedral ceiling. A staircase, build on the back wall going up to a balcony gave access to the two top bedrooms and the share bathroom. The bedroom doors visible on each side of the balcony, were separated by the one in the middle that was the bathroom. Under the balcony toward the back of the house is the kitchen extending into the open space. And right in the middle, a corridor is leading to the master bedroom, guess room and the first floor bathroom. Finally it is terminated with the staircase going to the basement and garage. That basement was finish with a big entertainment room completed with a huge flat screen TV and surround sound system on which the kids were playing their video games. Also, in the basement, there's a utility room for the washer and dryer plus another room that act a small workshop.

*After a good and hearty breakfast and since it was early in the morning Randal and Patrick decided that they would do some trekking up the mountain that would take the better part of the day. So they told Patrick fathers about their plans saying that they would be back before sunset which at this time of year in these parts is at about eight o'clock in the evening. As young as they were, Patrick fathers knew that they would be careful and had no worry about sending them on their merry way even at that age. Of course, he had already taught them in the past years about the rudiment of mountain trekking, especially the part on how to be safe in the mountain including self defense with bear spray in the unlikely event they ever encounter one. While bear were quite rare in these parts, as part of their mountain kit, each of the kids had to carry a big bottle of bear spray on their belt. *

As a good father, Alan still could not resist in giving them his basic recommendations. "He, be careful and don't stray too far out of the path, you could easily get lost in the forest .Don't forget boys, the cell phones are out of reach in these parts, be careful, and be back in time for supper."

"Don't worry dad, you know that we have done that walk many time and we've always been safe."

"Well up you go, DON'T FORGET, DO NOT GO NEAR THE ROCK LEDGE while at the top, the rocks are unstable."

"Don't worry we know and you have told us a thousand time..."

On these words the two of them started to make their assent waking up the steep path carrying a small pack sac in which they brought something to drink and lunch on.

"He Pat this is very cool of your dad to let us go up there on our own. I just can wait to be up-there laying down on the flat rocks enjoying the view and of course, the lunch."

About one hour later and halfway up Randal decide that it was time to let go of the morning big glasses of orange juice and milk and wanted to take a leak.

"Hold on Pat, I have to take a leak. I'll be right back."

On these words' Randal went a few feet away from the path into the undergrowth in order to relieve himself. He was a bit too shy to do it beside his friend. Five minute had pass, then ten...

"He Randal what the fuck man... Are you giving yourself a quickie?"

Still waiting... "Why you're taking so long? Do you need me to help tuck it away and put your pants back on?" Patrick said out loud with a smile waiting for the coming reaction.

No answer... *The hell!*... Patrick was thinking to himself.

"Pat, are you doing this to scare me or something, come out or I'm going in..."

Still Nothing...

"He I'm coming! If I ever catch you wanking yourself..."

Patrick took both of the shoulder bags and left them in the trail then followed Randal track into the undergrowth. About 10 feet in, he almost fell through a concealed hole in the ground that was about two feet in diameters. Dreading the worst, he knelled beside the hole shouting down in the opening hopping that his friend was down there.

"Randal are you down there??"

"Yea! I fell through that hole and am stuck down here, its some kind of cave"

"Man, are you ok, nothing broken?"

"No no... The hole is over the side of the cave and the wall is slightly slanted, so I did kind of slide of to the bottom. This cave looks like it's some kind of tube going in the dark on each direction. This hole seems to be the only way out as far as I can see, and I don't want to take the chance to find another exit as its pitch dark in here if I walk away from this hole. Go get a tree branch, I might be able to grab it and climb out. Hurry up this place is giving me the creeps, and it has a terrible smell of rotten flesh. I almost puked out my breakfast because of that."

Patrick went looking around for a suitable piece of wood and came back to the hole. In the meantime Randal could start hearing a powerful growl coming from something that was approaching fast.

"Pat! Quickly! I'm hearing something that doesn't sound too happy about my presence in here and its coming fast."

As Patrick lower the branch Randal did jump on it, and started to climb out in haste. As soon as he emerged from the hole, he did let go of the branch and used the ledge for leverage. The animal seeing its food leaving, did go after Randal, grabbing his leg with its mouth in order to pull him back down. But at the same time, in panic from what was happening, Patrick used the now freed tree branch as a weapon and started to hit whatever was trying to pull Randall down. Fortunately, he had a lucky shot and the stick did hit the beast right in the eyes, instantly releasing Randall who pulls himself out to safety. Because of the blocked view they have not been able to see the entire beast down through the hole, but it did look like a big bear that seemed way too large to fit through the opening. They were lucky and they knew it, as that thing was definitively in furry and growling loudly after been hit in the eye, it now really wanted to get at them. They saw a huge paw trying to enlarge the hole but luckily it was very sturdy volcanic rock and the roof of the cave was at least three feet thick.

"Are you ok??" Patrick asks Randal.

"Well whatever it is, it did bit me on the leg, but did not have the chance to do any serious damage. It still hurt has hell, but I should be able to walk on it the wound seems to be only skin deep. What the hell is that thing??"

Patrick was just as clueless as Randal but saw it partially. "It did look like a big bear, at least from the glimpse I got of it!"

"Pat, I've got the feeling that this thing was at first looking for a quick lunch when it found me down there, but now that you struck it with that stick, not only letting its food escape but also hurting it... We probably just made it quite angry and now I think it wants our skin." While looking at the hole Randal saw something sticking out. " I think... Look, look at that paw... its no bear it looks like a dog paw..."

As both kid stood there, looking at the hole, as they saw a paw trying to enlarge it. It was huge, almost as large as the hole itself, at least two feet wide! And it seems quite powerful as the rock started to crumble under its powerful action. Both boys were just stunned at the site. The beast was in fact, really trying to get its paws on them. Suddenly it finally stopped like it was giving up. The boys were quite relieved and decided to go back to the cottage. As they rose to their feet they were immediately thrown back on the ground by something that felt like a huge earthquake. Wide eyes, they both realize that the ground movements were cause by the beast trying to get through the rock blocking its path.

"Patrick, this thing really wants to get at us and it seems very powerful. If it comes through, we're good as dead. I have an idea, take your bear spray bottle and aim at the hole! Quick!"

In haste both boys took their bottle of bear spray and start shooting at the hole. The response was almost instantaneous but instead of stopping the beast it seemed to have made it even angrier. Seeing that it was to no avail, Patrick threw his bottle of pepper spray through the hole at what seemed to be a gaping maw on the receiving end. Instinctively the beast bites down on the bottle instantly shredding it in an explosion of burning pepper spray. Overwhelmed by the burning sensation it finally gave up, running away in the cave. That was the last they saw of the beast, but they still could not believe what they saw...

Slowly because of Randal injury they came down the mountain finally arriving at the cottage. Upon seeing the injury Patrick father decided to go right away to the nearest hospital to have it looked at by a doctor, and have Randal take tetanus shots. As they were driven to the hospital, the boys did explain the chain of events to Patrick's father. Looking at the bite mark he could not believe that it was anything else then a huge bear. They told him about the canine looking paw but he did shrug it off as boys' imagination, and could not believe how lucky they were that it was stuck inside the cave. Also very lucky for them, the main entrance to that cave was not near. But the facts remains, there was a big angry bear in a cave somewhere not far from the cottage. That thought did not sit well with Patrick's father, as his wife and other children where still at the house. Hopefully the sheriff will be there soon.

At the hospital, Randal was quickly processed through, and given a tetanus shot followed by a rabies shot, just in case. After the wound was cleaned and protected with some bandages, he was finally release as it seems that is case was quite minor. Still the doctor could not believe the size of the bite mark as they never saw one of that size. It was huge, and while trying to figure out how big a bear it was, the answer was off the charts, leaving them dumbfounded as to what else could make such a bite mark. Having a big car accident case coming in, the doctors decided to just write "Bite of unknown origins, tetanus and rabies shots given just in case".

As they came back from the hospital the boys decide that their morning adventure was enough wilderness for one day and decided to stick around the house and go for video games. Anyway, Randal was somewhat impeded by his bandage and the local sheriff was out on the mountain trying to get at the beast with a gang of heavily an armed hunter. Their intention was to find, and kill the bear, to make sure that he did not have rabies and prevent further attacks. They never had a rabies case in the region, and wanted to make sure it stayed that way.

Late in the evening, the door bell rang and Patrick went to get it. It was the sheriff coming back and wanting to talk to his father.

"Mr. Winston, I'm here to report on our progress. We did spend all day combing the mountain and did found the hole described by your son. From the looks of the claw marks left on the rock it seems that it was an unusually huge and powerful bear. We were even surprise to find out that a bear was powerful enough to make such deep gouges in that super hard lava rock. One of the hunters in our group, happen to also be a speleologist, he told us that your son discovered a new lava tube, a big one, which is quite unusual for this part of the country, and that he was very eager to bring his team in order to study it, as it seems to go miles in either direction. So your worry about the cave entrance being near here being eliminated, you should be safe for now. By the way he named the cave in your children names as they were the ones discovering it. "The Patrick-Randal Cave". As for the bear we have not seen it anywhere, it looks like it has vanished into thin air. Although, we did found proof of its presence in the form of a fresh scat pile that was so large that it could not have come from anything else. The hunters became quite nervous at the sight, and they later told me that it was at least five times as big as the biggest bear scat they ever saw if not bigger! As one of them added, if you can imagine the size of the hole that made that pile, now tries to imagine the size of the owner of the hole. So that mean that we have a much larger then normal bear on our hands, that seem to go after people. Not only that, we found completed pieces of human clothing embedded in the pile. We're having it analyze as we speak as it just seems too unbelievable. Those pieces clothing were complete without any shredding mark like they were eaten whole. I've never heard of a bear eating human clothing before, let alone eat it whole. The alternative explanations are just too preposterous to consider right now as it would mean that this thing could eat people whole, something that is just not possible for a bear. Anyway we will keep looking for the next few days but it seems that whatever it was, it took off and left the region. Just in case we will leave a police patrol in the neighborhood. So if you see anything or have any question don't hesitate and call us right away... Good night Mr. Winston."

On these words the officer left, and a surreal feeling bated the household. Let just say that they where somewhat unsettled by what was said.

The next day they all decided, because of the previous days events that it would be better to go back home a day early.