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Finn finds new hope thanks to his new allies, but like it or not his life is now changed and he has to deal with the consequences that come from that.

8083 words (many of them sexy)

Finn didn't know how long he and Drake floated there, silently embracing one another, all he knew was that their tender moment was abruptly cut short by the sound of the roof access door Slamming against the bricks of his apartment building.

"FINN!" Three voices cried out in unison. Susan the human, Arnaud the shepherd and Trevor the dragon, his three friends all rushed towards where he and Captain Incredible were just landing.

"Hey guys." Finn said sheepishly

WHACK!

The entire right side of Finn's face stung, his eyes were wide and his face puckered. "Ow."

"What the Fuck were you thinking you IDIOT!?" Susan readied her hand to smack Finn's face again.

Finn raised his hands "Wait, I can explain!" His mind was reeling, he couldn't think of a good excuse so he setteld on the truth. "Look, Guys this is going to sound weird but...." He was cut off by a cold sensation, a dark purple fog was spreading around him and Captain incredible. Finn looked at the super wh just put his finger to his lips and shook his head.

"Not yet Finn, just wait until we know what's going on."

The fog had grown so thick around them, Finn couldn't see the roof, or his friends. Suddenly it cleared, and Finn found himself in a different place entirely. He looked around, taking in his new surroundings. All around were bookshelves that were framed with wrought iron catwalks, they rose three floors, 14 feet high each, the wrought iron posts of the catwalks joined the perimiter of a large leaded glass skylight at one end of the room was a grand staircase that rose around an antique cage elevator and in the space under the skylight were all sorts of antique and arcane looking artefacts. Finn Rubbed his eyes.

"Where are we?"

"You're in my Library Arcanum, young Master Finn." came the reply. Finn spun around. The man who spoke was dressed in a long black and gold High collared cloak with a violet inseam, a rich red vest and pinstripe trousers, his medium length hair was streaked with grey.

"You...You're Faust, the greatest magician on earth." Finn stammered.

Faust looked a little annoyed "I am no mere magician child, I am a Sorceror! A traveller of Planes unknown." the Sorceror said in a booming and somewhat theatrical voice.

Finn blushed "My appologies Mr Faust, but why am i here?"

"Yes, I Believe our Mutual friend can help with that." he said pointing at Captain Incredible.

"Drake, what's going on?" Finn asked, staring at the superhero in bewilderment.

"Using First names already? My my Drake, you are serious." Faust chuckled

Drake blushed and removed his mask. Finn gasped, there was no way he could have been protecting Empire City since the mid thirties, the Lion looked so young, no more than 25 actually. "I assume you know what's happening to Finn, that's why you called us here."

Faust nodded "Yes, I said I'd help you in any way I can, it just so happens this falls well within my area of expertise." Faust paused to take a sip of bourbon from a glass that he had been manipulating without touching. "It seems our young friend has been bitten by a Werewolf."

Both Drake and Finn's eyes were wide, the looked at each other speechless, Finn just spent a few minutes stammering. "So there's no cure for this?" Finn sighed dejectedly and cast his gaze downwards.

Faust just shook his head "I'm afraid not, and I doubt your little stunt on the roof would have done much either, maybe left you in the hospital for a week, but you'd be back on your feet again. You'd be surprised how resillient you actually are now." Faust continued.

"However, most curiously you didn't turn into a complete Monster during your first transformation. Many a werewolf has killed on that first, harrowing night and been consumed by the guilt and belief that they will only ever be monsters, and so a monster they become. You did not take a life, you controlled the beast and channeled it's rage in a way you saw fit." Faust set the glass of brandy down and walked over to the 19 year old high school senior.

"What do you think Drake?" Faust looked at the other hero in the room.

"Well, it sounds like this is a permanent situation, Finn, you're special now, whether you wanted this or not. You have a power that right now, you can't control. Faust Can help you learn to harness it."

Finn was about to fall over from shock, suddenly he felt a chair catch him, he looked at Faust who had once again manipulated an obeject "Thanks." he said as he collapsed into the chair. He looked at Faust and Drake, his mouth again hanging open. "You know, It almost sounds like you want me to become a Superhero.....Wait...you can't be Serious?"

Drake just smiled "Well, you didn't do too bad last night, the worst you really did were a few concussions, voided bladders and some psychological trauma, but the bad guy was caught and, I guess you didn't know, Mrs. DeWinter was a budding Supervillain, the Newest to take up the mantle of the Siren, and because of you she's been apprehended. Not bad for your first job."

"Though Next time, I suggest going out with more than Just a pair of cum stained boxers, an insatiable hunger and blind rage."

Finn blushed. "It was kind of hot now that i think about it." Drake said, a large grin stretching across his face. making Finn Blush even more.

"Don't be a pervert Drake." Faust glared and shook his head. "oh who am I kidding, of course you're going to be a pervert."

"We need to keep him away from the corner Deli too, he's got a very healthy appetite." Drake said Laughing.

"You know, you're taking this whole "Finn's a werewolf" thing really well." the teen said, as he nervously scratched the back of his head.

"Well, I am an Alien, who miraculously looks like one of your world's Lions."

Finn had forgotten, though how he could he didn't know, everyone knew Captain Incredible was an Alien from a distant world. That was why the concept of Finn being a werewolf wasn't strange to him, because either everything on earth was strange to him and he'd just learned to accept it, or everything on his homeworld was stranger still and earth creatures were in fact dull by comparison.

"Anyway, Finn, Please stand and strip, I need to take your measurements." Fuast said, Finn felt himself being hoisted to his feet by the Sorcerer's magic.

"Measurements for what?" Finn asked blushing at the thought of having to strip naked.

"Just remove your clothes, and let me work." Faust sounded annoyed at being questioned, so Finn complied. he could see Drake leaning back in his own chair, his dick tenting against the spandex of his uniform.

"There is no way you were this built yesterday." Drake whistled

"Oh Shut....IIIIIT" finn tensed and yelped as a measuring tape brushed against his skin.

"Ok Finn, now I Need to measure your other form." Faust said, never taking his eyes off the book he was now holding.

"But it's not night, last time i changed was when the moon rose, and there's no moon in here, i don't even think there are windows." Finn Protested

Faust just pointed up, Finn's eyes followed the line the man's finger made, all the way up to the massive stained glass ceiling. Something odd was happening to the glass, the metal inlays moved around, the lights dimmed all over the room and images of clouds formed and moved across the leaded glass. the clouds split and the room was bathed in soft silver light . Finn's eyes went wide, transfixed on the silver orb that sat in the center of the ornate and obviously magical ceiling.

Finn felt the fire of the change well up inside him. His muscles burned and swelled and his bones cracked and grew. His entire body bulked up, his proportions changed and his body was quickly covered in a thick pelt midnight black of fur. it spread over his back and shoulders like wildfire, it came in thick on his expanding abs, a thick black pleasure trail that swept down like a wave and enveloped his plump sheath and growing balls.

He moaned, this transformation was unlike the one last night. Any pain or discomfort he felt the last time had been replaced with waves of pleasure. Finn's thick red dick slowly rose out of his sheath as the changes happening to his body became more enjoyable.

Captain Incredible sat in his chair, blushing at the sight of a 15 inch werewolf cock. He watched as the six foot tall, 130 pound human form of Finn doubled in height and tripled in mass.

The werewolf moaned again as his face pushed out into a muzzle, it's balls tensed and he felt the release that came last time he changed. Thick jets of Lycan cum gushed from his cock, and struck Drake in the face. The lion grinned wide as he opened his mouth to catch as much of the Werewolf's hot seed as he could.

"Really Drake?" Faust facepalmed and shook his head.

The super gulped, swallowing a load of Finn's jizz "Hey, waste not, want not." Faust just rolled his eyes and Finn was too enraptured by his changes and his orgasm to care.

Finn Panted hard as his changes slowed down, the human male had once again become a massive Werewolf. His lupine ears twitched and he slowly opened his shining, golden eyes. He looked down at Captain Incredible, sitting in his chair, face covered in spunk.

"OH...shit, sorry." he stammered, his voice deeper than it had been. Once again Finn felt Faust's measuring tape against his body.

"Alright" Faust closed his book. "I've written your sizes down and The Index here." He pinted to the leather bound book he held. "has found some suitable matches so I'll be in the wardrobe retreiving them." The sorceror retreated to another room, closing the Library's massive double doors behind him. Now that he and Drake were alone in the room, Finn was aware he was blushing again.

"So, about earlier, on the roof." Finn ran his claws through the fur behind his ears.

"That was genuine Finn." Drake stood up, he locked eyes with the naked werewolf and took a step forward. "Those hours when you were missing, It was like a part of me was gone too. I Was going out of my mind trying to find you. I thought the werewolf that attacked you had come back to finish you off." Finn felt his heart melt a little, the seven foot tall Lion stepped closer and wrapped his arms around the beast's waist. "Last night, you became the most Important person in Empire City, and if i didn't find you and keep you safe then there wouldn't be a point to any of it. I...I Love you Finn."

Those words, those four little words and Finn felt his heart soar, that morning it had been so deep beneath the surface, and now it was flying free. "I Love you too Drake."

"R...Really?" The super gasped

"Really." Finn's huge arms enveloped the smaller hero, their roles reversed form that morning when Finn had been the one holding on for dear life. This time it was Finn's lead. The werewolf reached under the hero's cape and gripped Drake's ass in it's paws and lifted the lion until their muzzles were level. Drake placed his arms on the Werewolf's shoulders and pulled the larger Male's head closer. For the second time that day their lips met in a kiss.

Finn Pulled back slowly. "Yep, still as good as the first." a grin crossed his muzzle and he slowly set Drake down on the floor. The hero smiled and began removing his uniform, his cape dropping to the floor, billowing out like a blanket. Finn's massive paws fumbled with the Zipper on the back of the supersuit, but with a little time he mannaged to get it. The suit fell around Drake's ankles and the lion stepped out, totally naked.

"You fight crime commando?" Finn laughed.

"Well usually i have to wear this under my regular clothes, so Yeah, i do." The lion blushed. The werewolf smiled and laid Drake down on top of his cape. He kissed his lover again while his paws traced their way over the Lion's well defined muscles.

The Lion gasped, his back arching as he was hit by several waves of pleasure at once, his barbed penis began poking against Finn's rock hard abs. The werewolf gripped drake's hips and the lion spread his legs for his beast. "Do me Finn." Drake moaned

"I never took you for a bottom." Finn said letting out a deep chuckle. "The great Captain Incredible likes to take it up the ass, who'd have thought?" Finn was smiling, the tip of his cock rubbed against Drake's hole. The lion moaned again and Finn took that as his signal. Slowly he began to push his thick meat into his lover's ass.

Drake gasped as Finn's cock pressed against his hole. The werewolf was teasing him, he inserted his length several inches into the moaning Lion, only to slowly pull out to the tip and then thrust in again , an inch or so deeper. It was a surprisingly gentle fuck given Finn's current size, it was, until Finn pressed his not against the Lion's rear. Upon realizing that he had gone as deep as gentle pushing would allow the werewolf began to pick up the pace.

Drake cried out in pure ecstasy as Finn Pumped harder, the werewolf's powerful hip muscles pinned the smaller male to the floor. He reached upwards and grabbed hold of Finn's scruff with one hand, the other braced against the chair the Lion had been sitting in. Finn grit his fangs, the pressure building around his cock was growing, the only thought on his mind now was plowing his knot into the tight ass beneath him.

Drake didn't think the first real fuck he'd had in years could get any better, and then came Finn's knot. The massive blub of flesh split the Lion's golden ass wider than it had ever been split before. Both creatures thre their heads back at the same time, Drake roaring as Finn's cock lodged itself firmly inside him, and Finn let out a soft, moaning howl as his pulsing cock finally erupted.

That was all drake could stand. The lion felt his entire body heave as ropes of hot cum painted his ass white. He bucked his hips with each warm load that gushed from Finn's cock and finally came against the Lycan's abs. The sicky white strands of his semen clung to his partner's stomach, they stood out against the black fur that entirely covered Finn's abs.

Both Drake and Finn laid there on the floor of Faust's Arcanum, suddering and shaking, bathed in the soft, silver light of the Sorceror's artificial moon. The two men fell on to their sides, Finn pulling the smaller male closer. Both felt like they were the only ones in the world. The sound of the Doors opening reminded them that they were actually in someone else's home.

Faust pushed the massive doors to his Arcanum open "Sorry that took so long, i had to add some last minute enchantments to...." He stopped and stared at the two naked men on his floor. Both Drake and Finn stared back like deer in the headlights. Faust just took a deep breath in though his nose, closed his eyes and sighed.

Finn started blushing hard from embarassment while a rather smug smile crossed Drake's muzzle. "Oh...god I'm sorry i didn't..." Finn stammered

Faust just rolled his eyes "It's alright, I had a feeling this would happen." he said as he placed a pile of clothes on his desk "Now Finn, i've selected some garments and armor for you to try." He glanced down at Drake's bare ass, Finn's cock was embedded deep within. "When you can."

"Alright, let's see what you got." Finn said as he moved to pull out of Drake. There was a lot of pressure, but no movement. The werewolf's eyes went wide "I Seem to be...uh....stuck." Finn averted his eyes and folded his ears flat against his head.

"MMmmm.....I'll say" Drake moaned.

Finn playfully smacked the back of the Lion's head. he just laughed in response

Faust picked up what Finn assumed was another tome of Arcane knowledge and sat in one of the large, empty wingback chairs.

"So, what are you reading? Some book of monsters?" Finn asked curiously, trying to break the awkward silence and distract him from the fact he was stuck inside the ass of Captain Incredible.

"I wrote every Bestiary there is, well, the ones worth reading. I'm reading Pride and Prejudice." The sorceror said with a wry smile

Finn coughed and the silence returned. it stayed that way for a few more minutes allowing his brain to run wild again

You just topped Captain Incredible...

the world's greatest hero...

who's totally in love with you...

"Damn" Finn mutterd to himself, he was grinning like an idiot. He almost didn't notice when his knot finally slipped out of Drake's ass. the massive wolf left his cock inside for a few minutes more and held his Lion close. Eventually he did pull the rest of his length out and slowly rose to his two huge feet.

Fuast snapped his book shut. "Ah! Good, you're ready!" He stood up, the objects on the table slowly floated over to where the two stood. "Now, have a look at these."

Finn looked at each item Faust brought out, most items were at least a century out of date and Finn had almost given up when a long, black leather coat floated out in front of him. "Wait, the coat." Faust stopped the item where it was. Finn took a moment to regard it. It was old, just like everything else, but there was something about it. It had a high collar and large cuffs. It looked to be about ankle length and the shoulders wer capped by leather pauldrons with a layer of ornate metal plating on the very top.

Finn whistled. "This one, it looks old, but it also looks badass."

"Funny you should choose this, it once belonged to a Monster hunter, I've made some modifications of course."

Faust motioned with his hands and the coat moved to the side and set down upon faust's wingback. he returned to showing off clothing. Finn selected a plain white shirt that looked like it had belonged to a farmer, a fine deep red vest with a rather nice pattern on it that Fuast insisted had mithril sewn in between the layers of fabric. Finally he slected some fairly plain looking black jeans with a few aditional plates of armor on the knees.

"One more thing" Faust said as he produced a pair of metal plated gauntlets "Since you seem to be more inclined to be a Pugilist, I thought these would suit you. Your claws remain exposed, allowing you to rend armor from your opponents, and the enchantments of these gloves can produce a shockwave capable of knocking several enemies off their feet, or crushing their armour. Or in the case of magically inclined foes, a solid right hook can stun their powers or knock through barriers.

Finn took a few moments to dress, after being assured by Faust that he had made the correct alterations for the lycan's size.

"I think I'm in love." Finn said as he looked over his form in one of Faust's mirrors. He loved the way the long coat wrapped around him, and the pop of crimson from the vest. He put the gauntlets on last, for some corny reason he always thought that donning the gloves last was the appropriate way to end a suit up montage in cartoons. The metal plating of of the gauntlets seemed to shine in the fake moonlight. Finn made a fist with his right hand and placed it against the open palm of his left hand. A smirk slowly crossed his muzzle and his golden eyes shone brightly.

"Oh yeah. This is awesome. I Really love this outfit"

Finn felt something warm cupping his bulge and blushed "I'll say" Drake said "Does my puppy have himslef a little leather fetish?"

"Yeah, I suppose i do"

"Hmmm, in that case. Faust, do you still have my old suit?"

"Which one?"

"The Forty-Seven"

Faust went back to his desk and opened the index. "Yes, I think that one is in my collection. AH HA! Here it is!" he exclaimed as he jabbed his finger onto the page.

Another large smile grew across Drake's muzzle. "Perfect."

It had been so long since Finn had actually attended a full day of classes, He walked into school that monday in a state near complete internal panic. In the last month alone he had gone through a breakup, skipped four and a half days of classes was injured in an attack that made the front pages, challenged the school's "queen" in public, gotten suspended, and now dressed differently. He came back dressed in a long, flowing black leather coat and red vest and fingerless gloves, looking like a complete goth, his hair was darker and longer, and he also noticed his human form tended to grow a very nice, if small beard along his jawline. Also unknown to everyone in school, but still adding to his pile of fucked up shit was the fact that he had become a werewolf and was now in a relationship with the hero known as Captain Incredible.

Finn looked at himself in the bathroom mirror before classes started, Faust had done an amazing job with the clothes. He had added a few enchantments, one so they would change when he did. No more ripping. It also concealed their armor, and another so they would never get dirty, or wear out and would repair themselves when damaged.

Finn hurriedly washed his hands as the bell for first period started to ring. He gathered his things and rushed off to his English class. When he got there he set himself down next to Arnaud just like he always did.

" 'Ey mon amis. 'zat seat, she is reserved for...SACRE BLEU!" Arnaud's eyes were wide "Finn? What 'ze hell? You look.....Mon dieu."

"Call it a new direction." Finn said with a shrug.

After the initial shock Finn and Arnaud went back to thier usual work ethic, and discussed what the latest reading assignment would be.

"Alright, this month's reading assignment is an all time favorite of mine!" Said Ms. Chadswick, their short, portly Welsh Corgi english teacher. She started walking around the room, depositing Novels on the desks. Finn could hear more than a few groans and braced himself for an unpleasant month of reading "It sounds like Wuthering Heights all over again." he sighed.

Arnaud groaned "Do not remind me of 'zat. When are we going to get some Victor Hugo or Jules Verne in 'zis class?"

Finn could practically see a large french flag waving behind Arnaud and hear La Marseillaise blasting through his head as the shepherd spoke.

"It's just as 'orrible as i thought!" the shepherd exclaimed as the teacher place the large novel on his desk. She naturally glared at Arnaud, for that remark and in doing so she stopped paying attention when she placedthe book on Finn's desk. The heavy book tumbled out of her hand hand struck Finn square on his fingers. The human let out a high pitched, canine yelp and quickly covered his mouth in shock. Most of the class turned around, but upon seeing Arnaud there as well, assumed the yelp had come from the large canine.

Finn hurriedly flipped the book over to it's front cover. He snickerd when he saw the title. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austin. He grinned.

"Well, thank god i know someone who knows this book inside out."

Finn quickly turned to page one and began reading along with the rest of class, well most of the class. Arnaud was looking at his friend, absolutely bewildered by what he had just heard.

The rest of the morning went much smoother. Finn and Arnaud had chemestry with Susan, and after that was their advanced calculus class, then lunch. Finn was a lot more relaxed when the last bell of the morning rang and Finn hurriedly collected his things. He was halfway to his locker when Susan pulled him aside.

"Hey Finn, i just wanted to remind you that Arnaud's birthday is next monday."

"Oh shit." Finn smacked himself in the face. With everything that had happened in the last month he had forgotten.

"You nearly forgot, didn't you?"

"Yeah, been a hard month."

Susan just put her hand on Finn's shoulder. "It's ok Finn."

"Look, don't worry, i'm going to get something for him if it kills me."

"I'm sure he's just glad you survived to see his nineteenth birthday."

Finn thought himself very lucky in that moment. Not once had his friends deserted him through the ordeal. He resolved himself to find Arnaud the perfect birthday gift.

The rest of the day passed without any incident. the only thing that changed were his extracarricular activities. Instead of heading home like he used to Finn now went right to Faust's townhouse to train. The old sorcerer was intent on teaching Finn how to control his changes. This was how he spent many hours of his evenings now, locked away inside Faust's Arcanum, under the enchanted ceiling that could recreate a full moon and trigger his change.

Sunday came and again he was deep in his new routine. In just the ten days or so he had been coming to Faust's he had noticed differences. His lycan form felt stronger now. His human form had built up some muscle mass, though the coat he now wore hid most of it and he couldn't help but notice his eyes had a golden shine, especially in the dark.

"Ah Finn.!" Fuast actually looke excited to see him. "Are you ready to move on with your training."

"What do we do next?"

"I want you to shand right there, focus on the wolf, and try to bring him out."

Finn closed his eyes.....

Darkness.

"I can't find him."

"Look harder."

"Alright then." Finn redoubled his efforts to concentrate, he imagined the moon, the sensation of changing, the power he felt, and the pleasure. That did it.

Finn's eyes shot open, bright and golden. Blood surged through his veins and into his bulging muscles. His bones cracked under pressure and a rich dark pelt of fur grew in rapidly accross his changing body. His clothes grew with him, they changed from being plain looking to their original ornate appearance, his fingerless gloves transformed back into the gauntlets Faust had given him.

"huh" Finn cocked his head and regarded how easy that felt.

"What was that Finn?"

"Nothing, I just thought that would be harder."

"Well, I think this concludes your Training with me." Faust said with a grin "Now, you have patrol training with Drake."

Finn's heart began pounding, he hadn't really seen Drake in a week, and even that amount of time apart was driving him crazy.

"It's not like we're officially dating or anything." he thought, frowning slightly. though his doubts eased as the library doors opened and in stepped Drake, in the guise of his alter eg, Captain Incredible. Finn's jaw dropped when he saw the Lion in his older costume.

He wore a tight fitting leather jacket that was a rich red, double breasted with two lines of brass buttons running roughly in line with his nipples, the coat itslef fastened on the right side, the left buttons were just decoration, the coat was topped by a high, narrow collar, on the arms there was a patch near the shoulder with the hero's insignia, the lower third of the sleeves were rolled back to reveal a golden shirt beneath and his hands were capped in red leather gloves.

He wore gold cloloued pants made from a heavy duty material with reinforced stitching. The pants tucked into red and gold leather combat boots and finally, the hero's face was covered by a golden leather mask, it looked almost like the leather helmets bomber pilots wore in the 40's.

"So, this is the infamous forty-seven I've heard so little about?" Finn vaguely remembered seeing this exact costume in older comics or in period dramas about the supers who were active during the war.

"Like what you see pup?" the lion flashed Finn one of his charming, wry smiles.

"I honestly don't know why you ever went to spandex." Finn said, practically drooling.

"Heh, now that i'm back in it, I don't really know why i picked spandex either." Drake had closed the gap between himself and the towering were. The two males' bodies were rising and falling in unison as the heat sparked between them.

Drake suddenly leapt into Finn's arms and the two embraced, their lips locking in a deep and firey kiss.

Drake moaned, the werewolf was using tongue and every second that the kiss went on he could feel more and more of it spreading his jaws open, invading him and he invited it in.

"Ahem." Faust coughed. "Isn't there the matter of some on the job training?"

"Oh, right!" Drake blushed as he jummped down from Finn's meaty arms. "Come on Pup, we have a city to patrol!" he said in the booming, confident tone he spoke in while in Hero mode.

Finn followed, pausing to turn to Faust and regard his library, thinking of how out of all of thes his favorite was still Pride and Prejudice. Then Finn thought about his english class, then about Arnaud, and Arnaud's birthday. Suddenly he remembered he still hadn't bought anything for the Shepherd. "Oh shit.." he looked at the library again and started blushing nervously. "Umm....Faust..can i ask you one teeny, tiny favor."

"What's that Finn?"

"Well, you see, I have this friend, and it's his birthday. I haven't had time to get him a present, and well. He really likes reading."

"What's he like?"

"Mostly Jules Verne."

"Well, that shouldn't be too..."

"In French."

Faust nodded "I see, well, I may have something. Now, go out on your patrol and I'll see what i can do."

"Thank you." Finn said as he closed the door behind him. Faust smiled warmly to himself and turned to the massive stack of bookshelves and pulled one out "Ah, Perfect."

Two figures strode out into a darkened alley, one was Captain Incredible, the other, larger form belonged to his Protegé.

"Shouldn't we be on a rooftop or something?" Finn craned his head skywards, looking up through the cracks between the buildings at the overcast sky above. Spotlights danced of clouds tinged in orange from the glow of the city and a cold october wind blew through the alleyways.

"Ideally yes, but I didn't want you to take the stairs. I can simply fly up to any roof top, you however, I want to see how you rise to the occasion."

Finn watched the super launch himself into the air, the hero rose at least twenty floors in less than a second. Finn rolled his eyes at the obvious innuendo. A crackling came from Finn's wrist as his communicator jumped to life. "Alright Finn, I'll be supervising from up here. I'd like it if you would join me, the veiw is spectacular, and very romantic."

Finn looked around the alley way, he scoured the walls looking for a way up. "Trust your instincts" he thought.

The Werewolf ran towards a large dumpster and leapt. he used the dumpster as a platform to reach a low ledge and used that legde to jump to the otherside of the alley, his massive frame clinging to a window sill. He turned and used his powerful muscles to launch himself up and a cross the sapse, leaping from hand hold to handhold without pause. Soon he had built up enough momentum that he as landing feet first and using his incoming inertia to spring hmself across the gap.

The werewolf landed feet first on the roof, panting. "Ten seconds, not bad. What was that display, I don't think i've ever seen anyone move like that."

"What, you've never seen Parkour before?"

Drake shook his head "Never. where'd you learn it?"

"Arnaud taught me, It's quite popular in Paris." Finn sat down as Captain Incredible landed. "I was breakdancing with Susan, just showing off the Empire City style for the foreign kid, and he just gives us a cocky grin and says "You two want to learn some real moves?" and just like that we were running over rofftops, trying to keep up."

Finn stood after resting for amoment, Drake licked his lips. Seeing that hunk rise to his full twelve foot height always made him poke out of his sheath. It made him glad he wasn't wearing his spandex suit anymore, his old pants offered his cock more room to stretch out.

"Alright Finn, are you ready for the next part of your training."

"What's that?"

"Combat." the lion smiled.

Finn nodded, placed his gauntlet clad paws together and bowed. "I am ready Sensei." Drake bowed just as Finn had.

"Don't hold back Finn."

Finn made a fist with his right paw and clasped his left around it. His gauntlets began to give of a blue glow as they became encased in magical energies. A smirk crossed the great werewolf's muzzle "I won't hun." And with that the werewolf charged.

Above them both A figure clad in armor watched the fight, arriving on scene just after the two supers below had begun. He regarded the scene, carefully watching the moves of the werewolf as it lashed out against the hero. "Another Monster." he sighed in a thick french accent. He turned away, knowing it was not his place to involve himself in the fight unless he was needed. He would However, observe the monster as closely as he could.

Finn returned home late that night sore and tired from his training. He was just about to fall into bed when he noticed something, neatly wrapped in brown paper and tied with string sitting on his pillow. There was a note propped up on the bow.

Finn, I hope that Arnaud finds as much joy reading this as it has brought me in all it's years in my collection. Knowledge freely shared between friends is one of the most powerful gifts we can give eachother.

Sincerely,

Faust.

Finn turned the small package over in his hands, inspecting the meticulous wrapping. He didn't know what Faust had found, but he was sure Arnaud would love it. That thought made him smile as he set the package down on his desk and laid down in bed.

One of the problems with being a werewolf, or perks depending on who you asked, was that sleep wasn't something they needed to do often. Finn did it more out of a force of habit than actual need. The main problem with that was when he did manage to sleep it was only for a few hours.

Once again Finn found himself staring into the hypnotic red glare of his alarm clock, a glare which seemed to have the power to slow down time. he tossed and turned, trying to fall asleep again but it was no use. "Fuck it." he sighed, exasperated. He gave up trying to fall asleep and retreated to his rooftop sanctuary. He decided to shift before going outside, he was getting more comfortable with his other form and actoually found himself missing it when he was in his human guise.

He sat himself against the Chimney and watched the sky change from dark to light. Empire City was blessed with some of the most beautiful sunrises. Finn loved the way light hit the skyscrapers. It didn't matter if it was made of glass and steel, brick or stone. every tower became pure gold in the morning light. The dreat floodlights that bathed many of the older towers in light each night faded in brilliance when the sun rose, their colors paled until they became insignificant and were switched off.

The werewolf looked at his watch as it's alarm beeped. "Seven am." he sighed. Finn's parents would be awake any minute, it was time to return to his apartment and pretend he had been asleep all night. As he got up to leave he got the vague feeling that someone was watching. Finn shuddered, closed the door to the roof behind him, and put the thought out of his head as he changed back.

On the other side of the street the armor clad figure watched. The monster was curious, and that concerend the knightly figure greatly. He couldn't gauge the creature's intent, it didn't seem to be driven by bloodlust. It was worrying to see it hanging around this area, especially since a resident of the neighbourhood had survived an attack by a similar beast not long ago,

Could it be a pack, working together to hunt one victim? But to what end?

He watched the sun hit the spot where the creature had sat, If there was a plot against one of the citizens of Empire City he would not hesitate to destroy the creatures responsible.

"And in Hero news; Is there a new Villain on the loose? Amateur Video taken last night Shows Captain Incredible locked in combat with a Monsterous wolf with glowing fists." Finn froze, he was in his kitchen, wolfing down a plate of bacon and scrambled eggs when the news report came on "Some are Dubbing him "Fenrir's Fist" after the powerful display of boxing skills he unleashed last night upon Captain Incredible." Suddenly Finn wasn't very hungry. He looked at his watch communicator set down his fork and rushed to the door.

"Finn, aren't you going to finish breakfast?" his mom called out from the kitchen.

"Sorry mom, I'm running late. It's Arnaud's Birthday and i Promised to meet him, Susan and Trevor before school." He said as he grabbed the brown package from his bedroom and rushed out the door. When he was safely out in the hall he switched on his communicator.

"Faust, we have a problem."

"I know."

"Everyone is going to think I'm a bad guy! I'm not evil! Oh god, supers are going to be coming after me left, right and center!"

"Okay, Calm down Finn. Drake and I will handle it, you just go to school and stick to your routine, this will all blow over in a couple of days."

Finn felt like a weight was lifted from his chest.

"Thanks Faust, for all the help you've provided."

"Anything for a Friend, and you should know I don't call just anyone a friend."

Finn smiled, he just had to focus on today really, he still had friends at least.

The school day came and went, Finn was nervous throughout the day. Of course everyone was talking about the new bad guy. There was the usual gossip about his possible origins. Specualtion about his powers were rampant. Finn even had the video shoved in his face by some classmates. He watched his fight with Captain Incredible and had to act completely detatched but he let slip that the new Villain looked pretty cool fighting and admired how anyone could hold their own against a powerful super like Captain Incredible. That seemed to be a sentiment other students had shared.

"More information Regarding the Villain known as Fenrir's Fist." Finn cringed, he hated that name, it made him sound like he was someone's lackey. The news report on the cafeteria radio continued "It seems a wolf of similar size and build was involved in the assault of three Empire City Police officers outside a jewelry store several weeks ago which saw the arrest of his partner, The Siren and two male accomplices." Finn tried to shut it out, he could feel his anger burning through him, pulling the urge to change with it. He had to fight hard, find something that could take his mind off of everything happening around him.

He was yanked back to reality by a playful jab to the ribs. he turned to see Arnaud, the big Shepherd, smiling like a doofus.

"So, what 'ave you got planned Finn?" Finn suddenly jolted back into the conversation.

"Well, I was going to surprise you with this later." he pulled the plainly wrapped gift from his school bag and handed it to Arnaud. "Happy Birthday."

Arnaud too the package in his paws and glanced at Susan and Trevor, looking for some hint as to what Finn might have gotten, they looked just as surprised as Arnaud did. He looked back at Finn who just sat, smiling and nodding. Slowly, the shepherd untied the string, he carefully opened the wraping and froze, his jaw agape. Laying square in the center of the wraping was a copy of 20,000 Leagues under the sea, the title was in french even. "Wait...Finn...'zis is...non...it cannot be. MON DIEU! It is! 'zis is a First edition!"

Arnaud held the book like it was a rare treasure. gingerly Arnaud opened the cover to peek inside at the pristine pages, and Gasped. "No Way!" He began to read something he saw inscribed on the book. "Knowledge freely shared between friends is one of the most powerful gifts we can give eachother. Your Friend, Jules"

"'Zis....'zis is signed. Finn...How?"

Finn tried hard to act humble "I had a lot of help really."

Arnaud's eyes were wide with shock "Who?"

"Would you believe an anonymous benefactor?"

"Fuck man, that's going to be Impossible to follow." Trevor sighed

Susan smiled. "Now Trevor, Arnaud is sentimental, no matter what we get him, if it comes from the heart he'll love it."

Finn nodded and began to speak, he never managed to say a word before he was assaulted by puppy hugs from Arnaud, he let out a slight eep as he was squeezed and nuzzled.

"I love it Finn."

"Guys...I...Think....I went...Too....Far.....HELLLLLP!" Finn gasped between Arnaud's crushing hugs.

Susan and Trevor just sat back and laughed.

"Best birthday ever!"

That night the four friends went out to dinner, they treated Arnaud to the City's finest Parisian restaurant. Everyone was surprised at the amount of food Finn consumed in one sitting.

"Finn, wow....."

"What?" Finn said, his cheeks puffed out slightly as he ahre another slice of bread.

"Chew dude, chew." Finn swallowed just as Trever reminded him to chew, the entire table looked tense for the entire time it took him to swallow the mouthfull of roast duck, vegetables and bread. Finn cracked a nervous smile.

"sorry, the food here is just so good."

The entire table burst out laughing. Finn, now very much self concious about his eating habits worked harder to restrain himself with the next bite. It was hard to control his appetite with the myrad of scents swirling around him. He wanted to try everything on the table, and the temptation was hard to resist. There was Lobster, Quail, and Chicken. Finn had two meals in front of him, roast duck and beef bourguignon, both of which were nearly gone.

He slowly finished his dinners, fighting the urge to rip into the food like a mad man. When the waitress returned with the bills he winced. His bill was nearly twice everyone else' bill.

"That is why you must never, ever develop Finn's appetite boys." Susan laughed as she patted the stunned looking Finn on the back.

After that dinner Finn needed release, instead of going to his room he ran to the roof and transformed, he would take the evening to work on some fighting poses Drake had shown him. The twelve foot tall werewolf practiced his stance, foot work and recovery well into the evening.

"Are you keeping busy, Monster?"

Finn slipped on the rooftop and fell over. He quickly jumped to his feet and looked around. "Who are you?"

"I could ask you 'ze same question. Who are you and why do you keep staking out 'zis roof?"

Finn looked around through the darkness, and then he saw him. On the building's water tower was a figure, clad in armour that looked mostly futuristic, save for the very ornate decorations. It was strange, he had a sense of deja vu when he looked at the man, there was something about him that was familiar.

"Look, my business is my own. It's a free country, bud."

"Your business is not your own, not when you are engaged in battle with Captain Inredible. You are on every News outlet, everyone wants to bring you in. And I, Templar will ensure 'ze Republic's Laws are upheld!" Templar pulled a long sword of his back and leapt off the water tower. Finn's eyes were wide and he jumped left to dodge the attack.

"So, it's gonna be like that?" Finn's gauntlets began to glow an etherial blue and he stood up.

"Yes, it is going to be like that."

Finn cracked his knuckles and charged at Templar, the knight dodged the blow and Finn struck the ground.

"You missed." Finn just gave a cocky smile as a shockwave eminated from the point of contact and sent Templar flying a few feet into the air. He landed hard on his back. The knight got up, clearly trying to shake off the effects of the shockwave.

Templar grabbed his sword and swung for the werewolf again. Finn countered by ducking and punching his opponent square in the ribs. He heard Templar squeak and wheeze a bit. Finn took the oppertunity to take his final blow. He drew back and struck the winded knight in the head, sending him falling backward and over the edge of the roof. "Shit" Finn muttered.

Templar remebered being unable to breath, then seeing stars and finally falling. Something felt off as he came to. He opened his eyes slowly. Why was the whole world upside down? He looked around, and it wasn't the world that was upside down, it was him! He blinked, the cold breeze tickled his nose....wait....his faceplate was off. A flash of fear struck his heart and then, he felt himself being dragged upwards.

"I've got you! I'm not gonna let you fall!"

That voice, it was the werewolf. Why was this villain saving his life? He had heard about villains that only enjoyed the fight, not killing. But this was a werewolf, a creature who was made to kill. It made no sense, it defied everything his master had taught him about monsters and demons. Templar felt the blood rush from his head, it made him dizzy as he sat up. He expected the werewolf to be above, ready to kill, but instead he was standing against the chimney, in what looked like a state of shock.

As soon as Templar fell Finn had sprung into action, the kints top heavy armor made him drop back like a stone with rocket boosters so Finn had to go for the legs. He saw the knight's head hit the brick wall and watched as the faceplate of his hlemet fell off and tumbled to the street. He dug into the gravel of the rooftop and began to pull with all his might.

"I've got you! I'm not gonna let you fall!"

True to his word, Finn hoisted the semi conscious Knight back onto the flat surface of the roof, he bent over to take a good look at the man he just saved and gasped. Staring off, halfway into space were the same eyes that earlier had been filled with such joy. It was Arnaud.