Chapter 8: The Bayou

I cast my fishing line out into the Bayou swamp.

' This is relaxing. I wonder if Ben, Gwen, and Grandpa are enjoying their cruise through the swamp?'

Something pulls on my line, and I pull back, trying to reel it in.

" It's a big one!"

The fish pulls with all its might, but I manage to yank it out of the water, the fish landing on the ground beside me.

The catfish was 45 inches long, I pick it up, needing both hands.

" This is one big fish, I gotta show Grandpa."

???: " Grrrrrr..."

" Huh? What's that?"

I look behind me to find the source of the growl, but don't notice anything out of the ordinary.

" Was it my imagination? No, I don't think so."

I put the catfish into my bucket, blue and black colored hair grows from my legs, the same hair also grows from my arms, the blue hair on my arms forms to the shape of gloves, and the blue hair on my legs forms to the shape of boots.

I turn around and notice a large bipedal wolf creature.

" Ben? Is that you?"

???: " Grrrrrr.."

The wolf pounces at me, but I easily avoid its attack using my Citrakayah legs, and the wolf lands in the swamp.

" Ok, so not Ben."

The wolf returns to its feet and snarls at me.

" Bring it fur ball."

The wolf lunges at me, but I once again avoid its attack. This time after it lands I appear behind it and slam my leg into its, the momentum from the kick sending the creature flying into a tree.

" What is this thing? Is it a Loboan? No, it can't be, the snout Isn't split four ways."

The wolf stands and glares at me, it then turns around and runs off back into the woods.

" I need to tell grandpa about this."

(Rustbucket)

I return to the RV and inform grandpa, Ben, and Gwen about what happened while I was fishing.

Max: " And you're sure it wasn't a Loboan?"

" I'm sure grandpa, its snout looked like a normal wolves, but it stood on two legs and had a posable thumbs."

Gwen: " That sounds like a werewolf."

Ben: " But aren't those made up?"

Gwen: " We thought the same thing about aliens before this summer."

" What do you think grandpa?"

Max: " It's possible, but I can't say for certain. I've never encountered a werewolf before."

Ben: " So let's find out, we can't just let the thing attack random people."

Max: " Alex, can you take us to were you encountered this werewolf?"

" Yeah, come on let's go."

(Back at the swamp)

Gwen: " Anyone find anything yet?"

Blitzwolfer: " I got a scent, but there's too many other ones, so I can't lock onto a specific one."

" I found something."

I hold up a black colored piece of fur.

" I think it came from the werewolf."

Blitzwolfer: " Let me take a whiff."

I hand the piece of fur to Blitzwolfer, and he gets the fur's scent.

Blitzwolfer: " It's definitely not a scent I recognize."

Blitzwolfer looks over to the bushes and growls.

Max: " What is it Ben?"

Blitzwolfer: " There's someone in the bushes over there."

Max: " Come out! We know you're there!"

???: " Impressive."

A man with a skull on his face walks out of the bushes, the man was wearing a long red cloak with a pair of black trousers, he was holding a black staff with a crows head topping it.

Gwen: " Who are you?"

Hex: " You may call me Hex."

Gwen: " What do you want?"

Hex: " The werewolf fur you hold."

" Why do you want this?"

Hex: " I am hunting down an unnaturally large pack of werewolves, and I need that fur to do so."

" So it's true, the thing that attacked me was a werewolf."

Hex: " You survived an encounter with one?"

" I'm stronger than I look."

Gwen: " If these things are going after random people, then they need to be stopped. We can help you stop them."

Hex: " Hmm, perhaps, but these things are incredibly dangerous, you could all very well die. Are you sure?"

Blitzwolfer: " We can't just turn a blind eye if people are in danger."

Hex: " Very well, follow me."

Gwen: " Where are we going?"

Hex: " My niece is waiting for me back at our temporary base."

Max: " And where would that be?"

Hex: " The graveyard."

" The graveyard, really?"

(Graveyard)

Ben: " You weren't joking."

Hex: " I don't joke."

We arrive at an old mansion located in the back of the graveyard.

Hex: " We have arrived."

" This is pretty cool."

Hex taps his staff on the door twice, a glowing red rune appears and then disappears.

Gwen: " What was that?"

Hex: " I placed a rune on the door to keep the werewolves from entering this place."

The door opens and we all head inside.

???: " Uncle Hex, is that you?"

Running into the room was a girl with purple eyes, she and white hair that went down to the middle of her back, she was wearing a pair of dark purple pants, a long light purple coat and she had a strange bag hanging from her waist, the bag was a light tan color and had a zipped mouth.

???: " Who are these people Uncle Hex?"

Hex: " They are allies Charmcaster, who are willing to help us with our werewolf problem."

" I'm Alex, this is my grandfather, Max, and these are my cousins, Ben and Gwen."

Charmcaster: " How do you know we can trust them?"

Hex: " I don't, but we are desperate, we cannot face a pack of 200 werewolves ourselves."

" 200 werewolves in one pack? If their behavior is anything like normal wolves, then it shouldn't be possible for one alpha to command a pack 200 wolves."

Hex: " You would be correct, it shouldn't be possible."

Charmcaster: " That's why we're here, to find out why and put a stop to them, 200 werewolves could easily overrun all of New Orleans."

" Do you have a plan?"

Charmcaster: " We're still trying to figure one out, but aren't having any luck."

Hex: " A single alpha is strong on its own, but an alpha controlling a pack of 200 may be unbeatable."

(Multiple howls resound throughout the graveyard)

Max: " What was that?"

Hex: " They're here."

I look out a window and spot a large pack of werewolves standing at the edge of the graveyard.

" That is a lot of werewolves."

Gwen: " There's more over here." she points out the window she's standing in front of.

I look to where she's pointing and see another large pack.

Charmcaster: " We're surrounded on all sides. What do we do Uncle?"

Hex: " We fight, or we die."

Ben: " Not a lot of options, huh?"

" Nope, looks like it's Hero Time."

Ben: " Hey, that's my line."

Ben slams down on the Omnitrix and a bright flash of green light engulfs the room.