The Scary Wolf….

…is going to eat me.

People pushed and shoved their ways through the crowd. A lone girl is shuffled back and forth between the sea of eager teenagers. She walked forward, unhindered, as if there were no one in her way. She made her way to her locker where it was spray painted over and opened wide, her books and bag on the floor. Everyone watched as the girl picked up her mess. Some laughed, some giggled, some stood silent. The girl looked up with eyes burning through dimensions. The group of boys responsible for her suffering stood there, their gazes cast down on her. She knew they did it. She'd make them pay.

"I swear to God I'll make them all pay."

At home, the girl sat at her desk staring blankly at her notebook as the music that buzzed from her headphones grew louder. Her parents were arguing again. She didn't want to hear it. It made her depressed. She simply turned the volume all the way up where she could no longer hear the outside world.
But something was wrong. The music started to die down. Even when turned all the way up. She girl took her headphones and studied them only to discover that her parents had also grown silent. There was no noise. Everything was still. She heard a faint snarling behind her, like if some kind of grizzly beast were dying to sink it's fangs into her flesh. She turned and was startled to find a large black wolf sitting there before her, glaring at her hungrily with pale silver eyes. Pupils that were nothing more but thin slits. It opened it's mouth, letting it's large bottom jaw hang there in almost a twisted smile, amused at the girl's shock and fear of it.

"Hello there."

The girl, jumped back. Too frightened to even talk. The wolf snarled, it's smile growing wider. It laughed at her, it's voice deep and foreboding. A voice that shook the earth. A voice so powerful that it could raise the dead.
"It's all right. I'm here to help you. I'll help you get rid of those nasty boys who keep picking on you." The girl inched a bit closer, curious and interested in how the wolf would help her. She listened and the wolf spoke.

Back in the real world, the girl rose from her seat, her eyes glazed over in a trance. She climbed out of her window and jumped down to the floor, unfazed by the high. The girl went on, seeking out those whom have earned a death sentence. Like a heat seeking missile, she walked off, turning corners, climbing fences, crossing streets until she finally reached a group of boys. The leader chuckled, amused that she would come out so far just to see them. But she was silent. Her head was down. A machine that was not on. They pushed her to the ground and began beating her up, but there was no reaction from her.

"I'll get rid of everything that's hurting you. Your parent's divorce. Those boys who keep picking on you so indiscriminately. I'll take it all way for you. You just have to help me…help you."
The wolf's voice thundered in the girl's head. She began to sob.
"My life is miserable! All my parents do is argue and they have no idea how much it hurts me!! It hurts… it hurts seeing them like this! I don't want them to split up!" The girl sobbed a bit more. "And those fucking jerks! All they do is pick on me! They see how hurt I am and they think it's funny. I hate them. I hate everything!! I fucking hate everything… I wish everything would just go away."
"Then I'll give you your wish. I'll make it come true. I just need you to promise me a little something."
The wolf's tongue slithered out of it's mouth and passed over his fangs as if it awaited a meal. The girl's sobbing slowly came to a halt. She looked up at the wolf with teary red eyes. The wolf stared back, it's eyes glowing brightly within the dark room, it's dark fur making it look like a mere shadow on the girl's wall.
"Wha…what do I have to give you?"
"Oh.. nothing important. Nothing you'll be needing. Just promise me that you'll give me…your heart."
"My heart..?"
The wolf's face contorted to a ravenous expression as if it could barely hold back it's hunger. It's long tongue hung from it's mouth, the saliva falling to the carpeted floor and burning through it like acid.

The boys continued to beat the girl's motionless body until they grew tired. The leader picked the girl up by her shirt. He looked at her face, but saw nothing as if she weren't alive any more.

The girl looked down and thought for a while. All she had to do was promise some crazy flea bitten wolf her heart and her problems would be over. Maybe it was some kind of dream. A weird one. A really weird one. The girl closed her eyes and nodded slowing. She began crying but wondered why. There was nothing to cry about, she thought. The large wolf rose and stalked toward her, it's eyes opening wider, it's breathing getting heavier, it's face becoming more twisted and mad as it drew closer and closer to her. The wolf could hear the girl's heartbeat.
"You promise?"
"Oh… I promise!"
The large wolf leaped at her and enclosed it's gaping mouth down onto her throat, killing her instantly. It sniffed out the girl's heart and proceeded to use his fangs to tear the girl open. The wolf gazed at the girl's still beating heart, his mouth drenched in red, watching it beat at light speeds. The wolf slowing leaned down and grabbed a hold of it, ripping it out from the girl's chest and biting down on it, swallowing it whole. The wolf burst out into maniacal laughter, it's ghoulish howl echoing in the emptiness of the girl's now non existent mind. It had fulfilled it's promise to take away her pain. It had eaten her heart and took away her ability to feel any pain just as she desired. The wolf stalked off and disappeared.

In the real world, the girl grabbed the leader of the group of boys' hand with enough force to crush it. He let go of her and let out a yell of pain. He held his broken wrist and looked at the girl who stood before them. She chuckled lightly. The leader grew angry and swung his fist at her, but before it could even make contact, he felt a burning pain in his stomach. He looked down and found that the girl had stabbed him in the stomach. His eyes met hers and he was afraid. Her eyes weren't human looking. They looked like wolf eyes. But the pupils were narrowed and slitted. The glowed a pale white, just like the wolf. Her face was twisted into an insanely evil grin. Her chuckles grew into light laughter as she twisted the knife slowly clockwise in the leader's stomach. He gurgled and blood spewed from his mouth onto her face. The girl pulls the knife out and the leader falls over, dead, in a pool of blood that kept getting bigger. The girl then began laughing as hard as she could. The remaining boys so horrified that they couldn't move. Her laughter rose into the night air. She had gone insane and far beyond anyone's reach. The girl laughed and she kept laughing even as the boys scattered to run from her. She chased after them with almost inhuman speed and pinned them down, stabbing them repeatedly until she moved to the next one. Blood splashed unto the brick alleyways as the boys screamed death one after another. The girl kept stabbing the last victim. She kept going even after he was reduced to a bloody pulp, she kept stabbing and she kept laughing. Tears streamed down her face as she stabbed and laughed, the sounds of her mad laughter lifting into the wind.

The next morning, the police surrounded the area. Yellow tape, chalk tracings, and body bags were there now. The girl that had gone mad also in a body bag. Jazmin moved the tape aside and approached the dead girl. The body bag still unzipped.
"Died of suicide? Looks like it."
"Yeah. A real shame. This sort of stuff happens a lot in society nowadays. Teens going crazy and killing everyone that ever picked on 'em."
The chief officer turned around and smiled weakly at Jazmin.
"Chief Ganzicus."
Jazmin nodded at him, her hands in the pockets of her jacket.
"What happened here, Ganz?"
He took off his hat and rubbed his temple for a bit before putting his hat back on.
"This girl apparently went mad and went on a killing spree. Her victims were the group of boys picking on her at school. According to the principal, the girl would always leave signs that she planned to kill these boys. But she never showed any sign of killing herself. He said that she'd also draw strange things…like a black wolf and would tell the counselor that it would talk to her. I guess she couldn't take it anymore and just snapped. In any case, you shouldn't be here, Jaz. This is a police investigation. You'll be in deep shit if anyone catches you."
Jazmin laughed a bit.
"But I like playing cop."
"Seriously?"
Jazmin looked down at the ground at a spot of blood.
"Well…this black wolf that she kept drawing. The one she claimed she always saw."
Ganzicus looked around.
"And?"
Jazmin looked up at him, an expression of light fear on her face.
"….I saw it too."

~TO BE CONTINUED? DUN DUN DUNNNNNNN!

LOLEND

You want more? Just tell me, and you get more.
I'll be using people from this site as characters for this story. Like Nass. Except this story is completely my own in a fictional world.

Yes that's right. Ganzy-poo is a POLICE CHIEF. *Cue soap music*

The story's is called Mad God's Blessing. (Lol from oblivion)
Here's the lil preview thingie.

In Massachusetts, 2020, strange occurrences have been happening to people who become depressed from any means. All the victims of this "disease" claim that a 'Black Wolf' would appear to them and offer to relieve them of their pain. But for some reason, they all go insane and kill everyone that's the source of their depression. People grow wary of this wolf and nickname it the Mad God, spinning stories that a magical wolf can steal away someone's heart and make them go mad. But is it true? Can this 'wolf' really make people go insane? Can anyone be saved?

LOLOLTHEREYAIKNOWISUCKATSTORYTELLING.

In any event… MOAR FALLOUT 3 MUSIC.

'Till next time.

~Jaz