Slowly the pale moon awoke for the first time of the night. Milky thick clouds had covered its bright radiance. The light from the sky shown down on all that was cast in shadow. Bless by the light of the great sphere was a rather large mansion. Slowly and against the wind a small figure approached the the home. The cold midnight breeze was enough to keep people off this quite road that would be good for a night like this.With a painful limp and labored breathing the ragged stranger threw it's self against tree after tree as if the already slower paced gait of their stride was becoming harder and harder.

Crying out in a higher pitched moan it revealed it was a woman to all who might hear it. Removing her hood she looked up into the sky the very sight of the moon seemed to disgust her. The brisk wind against her face was cooling she had been so hot she was almost burning up. Clutching her side she took a few more already arduous steps before she missed a step and plummeted to the into the foliage. the fall had been a complete free fall with very little to no strength to catch herself all she could do was watch as the ground became closer and closer. Dragging her hands across the broken leaves and dirt beneath her she fought to keep control of what was coming.

Kicking up dirt and wildly swing her arms she thrashed until she was on her back . The moon her enemy the bane of her existence just sat there and shone down upon her almost as if it where mocking her. staring up and out upon her sworn enemy a sense of self loathing came upon her rather quickly. This feeling became more and more intense as she continue to be entranced by the pale figure in the sky. Why did she feel this way she thought to her self it was not her fault she had no control over this sort of thing she was just dealt a bad hand. Slamming her fist into the ground and releasing her fury in the form of a animalistic guttural cry she rejected that thought it wanted her to give in.

As the moon fade back behind the clouds the pain receded enough to allow her to pull herself to her feet. there was no way she could give in now, she was so close. Stumbling into the walls that separated the school from the out side forest she wandered searching desperately for the for a gate of some sort so that she could enter the grounds. Minutes had gone by and she could find nothing time was becoming sort the Moon would not stay hidden for long. realizing what she had to do she braced her self and crouched a bit.Pushing off was easy with the moon in high effect tonight she found it far easier to use her powers. This had only one down side inside the yard the air time had and use of the animals power had allowed it's presence to seep out and take her bu surprise.Though the moon still hid in a cloak of clouds it's influence was undeniable. Landing in the yard she could feel the familiar white hot fire she felt in her chest before the darkness came.

Writhing in pain she struggle to make it closer to the house but it was to no avail. She had gone as far as she could go on her own. sinking her claws into the coat she ripped it apart and off her body. Something any thing to reduce the heat it was unbearable.As the moon crept out from its dusk colored prison it called for the animal she could no longer hold back. Wrapping her arms around her shoulders she drug her nails across her arms ripping the skin which quickly attempted to close. This time like all the other times before it the moon had won there was no holding out any longer she had made it to her destination but to late to find anyone to help. throwing her head back in anguish and unbelievable pain she cried out once more to the wretched moon that had damned her to this absolutely abysmal fate. soon the thoughts that had flooded her mind began to fade into a clam blackness she had given in.

It was Streak's turn to keep watch on the mansion that night. He had actually grown to enojenjoy the peaceful nights. Of course every once in a while, about hourly, he needed to go back into the war room to check all the security cameras. He'd done some major over hauling of the security system lately and was finally getting a chance to test it out. Streak stood a tall and silvery man on the mansion's roof. The moon shown brightly and he was well lit as a dark figure in the moon's back light.

Something was happening. His earpiece went off as a robotic voice sounded the warning to him. "Unknown person is outside the gates. They see to be pain.." it said to him. Streak immediately started moving through the walls and roof so that he could get to the War Room faster. Once arriving there he saw what the computer had picked up on. Streak smiled. He was glad that the computer programs that he'd put in were working so well. He watched the person outside the walls of the mansion's gate. "It's transforming?" Streak questioned out loud. Whoever it was needed help and that's just what he was there for. Streak rushed out of the War Room and outside towards the edge of the gates outer perimeter.

Streak flew onwards until he reached the area where the person was. Landing near the person he now noticed was a woman, sort of, had torn her jacket off and it now lay in shreds on the forest floor. "Um. Do you need help?" he asked her apprehensively. The moon still showed clearly through the tree. His silver skin was like a giant mirror that reflected the moons light perfectly. The silver man watched her very carefully because he didn't know what she was going to do once she laid eyes on him.

Quickly the clarity of lucidity came back to her. With that back the pain came back but she could see that she had made it she had gotten somewhere and help had arrived. Stumbling to a knee she looked up at the man who had just arrived. still suffering from the pain that came with these transformations she tried her hardest to grow out a few words. "Sedative" was the only word she could get out before she lost control yet again twisting and contorting she thrashed at the air. She had come thinking that she could be cured of these painful transformations for they were making life extremely difficult for her. Driving her claws into the ground she looked back at him but this time it was not her looking at him it was the other with a loud beastly cry she swung at him with malicious intent.

After swinging at him she preformed a quick turn putting her back to him. She did this quite often when going through this it often gave other time to get away from her. At this point she could no longer say a word so telling him to run or get some help was not gonna happen. At this point she had gotten far to worked up for the receding of the moon to affect her. Falling forward and on to one arm she slammed the other into the ground as the musculature of her arms changed. Though it started with her arms it spread to her shoulders and then down to her torso. Quickly she was going from your average seventeen year old girl to a furry body builder. As her hair grew out it began to take on a different lighter color it was almost like platinum blond or white it would be hard to tell the difference at this time of night.with her transformation reaching it's later stage all the more quickly it could be said that Mir was lost under the thick layers o stress and instinct.

Turning round she faced the man now standing around ten feet tall though she was not at full the form the night was young and she had just started. Bearing her fangs she took an offensive step toward him with one thing dashing through her instinct driven mind*TO CLOSE TO CLOSE TO CLOSE*.

Streak watched amazed at what he saw. The young girl was transforming into a werewolf. Or at least that's what it looked like to him. The young girl said something that he couldn't quite make out because he was mesmerized by what her body was doing. He knew Ted was able to do something like this but he'd never seen it before. The girl continued to look like she was struggling to get control of her body and losing very quickly. He knew that he could handle anything this inexperienced mutant could dish out. She seemed to be getting more aggressive every second.

The girl then took a swipe at him. He easily dodged it by taking a step backwards. He was about to rush her and hog tie her when she turned around. Unfortunately she started growing taller and much stronger. The athletic looking girl started to gain weight and fast. She started about Streak's height and nearly doubled in size. Her hair changed colors also. As amazing as this transformation was he needed to remind himself that she was dangerous in her current state. She also started to look like a body builder and that was what made Streak start to worry. No matter how good he was, if she was stronger than him it would be hard to beat her. Although Streak was always up for a challenge.

"Hey settle down now." he said to the wolf girl. He really didn't want to fight her. Especially if that meant she would be able to throw him through a wall or something. He didn't want to have to remodel the mansion again. It was just getting annoying having to remodel it over and over again. "Why don't we talk before you try to beat me up." she was big and a little intimidating; however, Streak wasn't about to let her detect any fear in his voice.

A dim luminescent light drifted of her amber gaze. Ripping away some of the constricting clothes that still held on by the very few sinews left she made her self comfortable in furry nakedness. Though Mir wanted the help the wolf was a bit more selective about who would touch her and though he was not touching her he was standing far to close for her comfort and so slouching over she she began to make her way over to him. Fangs still unsheathed she let out a low growl making her intentions know to him.

With the last bit of her strengh Mir forced her way to the surface not wanting to hurt anyone she would tell him to run before she lost control again.Grabbing her head she realed in pain trying to stay focused long enough to make he point."ROAR!!!...get ARAY..before ROAR!!!," and with that said she was gone again and this time coming back out the wolf was madder then before. Slowly the wolf began a slow stalking like circular motion watching the mans movement she was prepareing to lunge when the time was right.
Having walked close to a half circle around him her mind was set she would strike soon. As the moon slid back into it's velvet like cloudy home she sensed it was time to take of. Lifting one of her forepaws off the ground she prepared it for the strike that was close at hand. Digging her hind claws into the ground her caused her lower legs muscles to tense up as she prepared to strike. Bracing her self to strike cause most of the musculature of her back to tighten up waiting for the spring and release. With a flex and a spring she would be on top of him in seconds.

Streak was getting nervous. He knew that this would be a tough fight but one he was ready for. Streak didn't want to kill her but he would if that meant he would live. He watched her carefully. She was still gaining in aggressiveness. The young lady that was internally fighting with the wolf managed to get to the surface again. It sounded like she was trying to warn Streak; however, he couldn't make out all the words she said because the wolf had soon taken control again.

The wolf then began circling Streak slowly as if it was looking for a perfect moment to strike. The silver man followed the wolfs every movement with his eyes and turned with her so that she didn't get a shot at his back. The huge wolf raised her claw ominously and Streak could see her hind legs bunching up for the attack. He wasn't going to run away, especially since the children's security in the mansion were at stake. Suddenly an idea came to him. He looked up to the sky just as the moon was beginning to hide behind another cloud. There would be enough height above them for him to fly up to and be safe but still able to protect the mansion. He returned to looking at the wolf in front of him, concentrated, smiled, and flew up into the trees. Whether he was high enough to avoid her reach or not he wasn't sure, but he could always go higher. "Calm down!" he said again a little louder.

Pouncing and missing only cause the creature to become angrier than before. The more rage it felt the bigger it got. From that missed pounce it had gained about two feet to it's max height and about fifty pounds to its weight. Seeing how he had taken off into the Air she would just have to follow him but with out the mind of Mir gone that feat would prove quite difficult. All the more angry it could not catch the airborne man she slammed her claws into the tree and caused massive indents and splinters the size of a small child to fall off. With that obstacle out of the way she proceeded to her main goal. Seeing as she was goal orientated while the transformation occurred only one thing remained on her mind as the wolf. To get inside that was all that was on her mind.

Turning from the tree and the flying man she looked back at the house before she began with a slow trot and then picking up speed she intended on running straight through the side wall and into the place. This would complete her objective but likely not turn her back she was stuck like this for a few hours and so she would likely just trounce around the place breaking things. Licking her large k9s she picked up even more speed as she clear more and more distance. Having cover most of the yard in a few long strides she placed her shoulder down and intended to use it to crash through the wall and to her final destination.

Streak watched from up high as the beast figured out that it couldn't catch him. Unfortunately it didn't do anything to improve the beasts mood. Streak watched as the wolf sent splinters flying from a tree before looking back at the mansion. The silver man couldn't let this person get to the mansion. She was to dangerous in her current form to get inside the mansion. It was fairly obvious what she was intending on doing. She was going to crash through the mansion and start tearing up the place.

Streak formed a sword from the silver. He needed something that would be through the fur and stop her from going through the mansion. As the woman started running towards the mansion and closing the space, he began flying after her. Sword in hand, he quickly caught up to the wolf and slashed at it's hind legs. He knew that taking the legs out from under the creature would stop it from running into the mansion. Killing the woman was not an option all he needed to do was immobilize her so that she didn't destroy the mansion or hurt any of the children in it.

Having already picked up a good amount of speed she was already to rush through that wall. This was until from up the man of lustrous shine came swooping down for her hind legs. With the raise and the fall of his argēnt blade she was stricken and no longer able to keep her stride. Unable to slow herself she fell forward rolling on to her forepaws and head. At first the roll seemed to be controlled until she flipped wildly forward slamming into the wall with great force. Slamming into said wall caused her to go through it mostly as sh had intended. But now there was something new on her flashing through her primitive mind. Pushing ruble and chunks of brick and wood out of the way she limped out a slow turn. All she could see or think about was her attacker. Before she Swiped at him because he was far to close to her but this time he had struck the first blow and she would not stand for it. Forcing herself up and on to her feet she pierced her enemy menacingly with a hellish glare. Exhuming pure and palpable malevolence she took a bit of wait off her affected leg and slowly began her approach again.

This slow encroachment was ended by sudden jerks in her form These jerks became small tremors as the beast fell forward affected by it's own transformation. Gripping her skull she lost more and more of her previous human driven logic reverting more and more into a mindless animal.Becoming more and more ravenous by the second she gained mass at an alarming rate. At this point all the previous gray was completely gone and she was now the white wolf. Now poised to strike she shot up and bolted forward ripping chunks out of the ground as she dug her claws into the ground. The only thing rushing on her mind now was the word *KILL* this was all that was left of her though process. Snarling and bearing her almost five inch fangs she rush forward intent on getting the kill she would have him blending quickly and then she would destroy what was left. She still had enough of her humanity that she would not eat another person but she was not above ripping to pieces. Crying out as she lunged she prepared her claw to swing at his throat it was her favorite spot.

Streak successfully injured one of her legs. "Yes." he said to himself as the beast stopped charging and started sliding. Then there was a loud and visible crashing. "No." he said. She had still gone through the wall. Streak had been trying to stop her from crashing into the mansion. It hadn't worked out like he had planned but he had injured her so that she was slower. Unfortunately she was also more pissed off than before he'd cut her leg. She slowly limped around to face him. Well, at least she isn't trying to attack the mansion any more. But now she's coming after me. I can take 'er.

The silver man held the sword tightly in his hand. It was going to work and would be all he would need in this fight. Perhaps if he was able to immobilize her completely she would be able to calm down and return to her human form. Streak saw the hatred in her eyes just before she charged him. Here we go again. he thought as she came at him. The shiny mutant flew back up into the air so that he was high enough that she couldn't reach him. She was bigger this time and he needed to be higher than the last time. The wolf was big but not fast enough to catch him. Streak swooped down once again and swung his sword hard so that it would cut her other hind leg. After making the strike the silver man flew high into the air again. "You're not going to get me. Now just calm down whoever you are and we can talk." he said from on high.

Having missed again she was not about to let him preform the same trick once again and slice her other leg. Land once again and preforming a spinning like motion she turned and jumped into the air dodging the blade and traveling into the air with him. Placing her self into a tree she looked on as he yelled to her to calm down. he was being nice but words feeling and sentiments were a waste of time when she got like this. If he had not sliced at her leg he might have had more luck but since he had he would have to deal with the fang. Seeing how she was getting really heavy as time passed the tree beneath her slowly lost it's strength and began to buckle under her weight. Jumping from the tree she propelled her self through he air. As the silver moon shown down once again the brilliant almost luminescence of her coat flashed. The farther along she got the more brighter her coat became when it took on a slight glow she was as far as she could go and thus her most dangerous.And in almost no time at all she was running almost top speed at the same wall of the mansion.

Seeing how she could not jump quite as high as he could fly she needed to gain height and the mansion was perfect for that. Sinking her claws into the dirt she pressed off jettisoning her off the ground and to the upper side of the wall. Smashing her claws into he wall she held her self there for a few seconds. Getting enough strength she forced herself away from the all as hard as she could this would allow her to move very quickly very fast. Snarling and snapping at her prey she assumed common characteristics of wild dogs in the feat of battle. Having had a few moments the flesh on her leg should have healed but for some reason it was taking far longer than most wounds she would when she was in such a high state of transformation. She had aimed her self so that she could fling herself at her prey pulling both her claws back she prepared to preform a scissor like motion which would rip her opponent in half if all went as planed. At the last second before she was upon her enemy she swung her arms closed creating not only a loud whipping wind sound but a tearing motion that shred a car she had done it before.

This was turning into an interesting little fight. He missed the wolfs leg. Things were starting to speed up and after missing his strike flew back up out of her reach. He watched her run to the mansion. Great. Not again. Wait what's she doing now? he thought as she started climbing up the mansion walls. "It's like I'm fighting King Kong." He said to himself.

Suddenly she jumped of off the mansion's walls and into the air. It wouldn't have been such a bad thing except she slashed at him extending her reach. He moved backwards in the air. Unfortunately he was not fast enough. Her claws were very sharp and they scratched his chest deeply. "Ahh!" he said. Drawing blood from him was not a smart move on her part. Streak swung his sword at her arms to draw more blood from her. If this kept up they would both be in a lot of pain and both need to visit the infirmary. Oddly enough Streak was feeling pain in more places than his chest. His arms and back hurt like they'd been split open by the white wolfs claws. "What the hell did she do to me?!"He yelled gripping his arms and even dropping his sword to the ground.

Blades then broke through his skin on his lower arms and on his triceps. The blades reached from below his wrist to below his elbow and the ones on his upper arms reached from above his elbow to armpit and shoulder area. Other profanities were said while this was happening. The blades on his back were the biggest and most interesting. The blades on his back interlaced each other like they were the plates of a Stegosaurus. The new blades made him feel more powerful although he wasn't sure how he got them. After that pain subsided Streak flew down and picked up his sword. Now breathing hard from the pain and the silver blood now seeping out of his chest. At this moment he knew that the ground was her domain the the air was his. The only way to win this would be to win it from the air.

Attempting to maul him in the air was not enough blood was what she required just more and more blood. Unable to dodge his sword swing in the air the beast just simple took the slash and kept on her path past him and out. Now heading down to the ground claws stained with silver blood she turned in the air to face him only to see he was in more pain then she could have inflicted with that simple swipe of her claws. Touching on upon the ground was easy for her hind limbs for the cut she had received earlier on one was almost healed. That was far longer than it took most times for her cuts, and scratches to heal when in such a high form. Hunching over the beasts breath was labored and drawn out as this was abnormal as well some thing had an unusual effect on it this night this fight was nothing compared to her bout with the police something was weakening her quickly.

Seeing him drop his sword was a good sign the beast prepared for another quick attack until noticing that he was in pain and some how becoming far more sliver than before. He suddenly grew far more metal than he had had before now it was coming out of his back and sticking up like dinosaur plates. He was now dazing in the light of the full moon. His brilliant blades of argēnt and absolutely dazzling blood was almost blinding even in this light. Digging her hind claws into the ground she prepare for her next assault almost grinning with devilish anticipation. Reaching her right claw across her chest she swung it back and back handed a tree taking it down rather quickly. Tugging on a branch she threw it above her head and and held it there above her head for a few seconds. Bracing her self for a second she got ready by squatting down a bit and then throwing all her weight and force forward hurling the tree forward at an incomparable rate. Unknown to the beast the fact that the mansion was behind the man which meant that if he did just dodge it then the mansion would likely take on more damage. After chucking the tree forward she dug her unaffected fore claw into the ground and pulled her self forward holding her injured claw behind her meant she would have to work extra hard to move as fast as she did before. Extending her gait from fore limb to hind limb allowed her make up for the injured claw. Upon getting to a good speed she palmed the ground with her claw which not only caused the ground under her to indent but, also put her a few feet into the air Reaching into Mir's mind the beast pulled out a spinning jump kick. This was a move Mir had created in her martial arts training. breaking in to a spin within the air she extend one leg and and with the force of a run away freight train she attempt to kick the man seeing how her foot was about the size of his chest she likely pulled this move out to take him down.

The blood was drying quickly and the wounds on his chest were sealing up. He was always thankful for the healing when he was injured in a fight. He looked at the blades on his arms in amazement. They were very mesmerizing with their uniqueness. He was quickly brought of of his little trance with the introduction of a flying tree. As the tree came at him he brought his hands up to cover his face from the impact. He noticed it to late for him to dodge any of it. And with the mansion behind him it would only make a bigger mess. He was glad Neena wasn't here because he wouldn't have been looking forward to explaining what happened here tonight. With the new blades on his arms touching together the tree started to be cut.

At first many of the branches would hit him as they passed but as the tree got further to its roots it was cut into deeper and deeper. Streak then started flying forward to meet the tree, once he realized what was happening, and cut the rest of the tree in half. The tree then fell uselessly to the ground split evenly down the middle. He quickly found the beast as it did a jump spin kick at Streak's body. This was not going to be a fun hit, if she got it. He moved away from the kick and tried to lice her foot. Streak then made another sword and flew with her as she went back to the earth, slashing at different parts of her body. The silver man then threw a punch at her face, it wouldn't have been powerful enough to do much damage, but it would probably hurt her if she didn't move out of the way.

He cut the tree in half this was the perfect time to strike and so she did as she had no other choice but to since she was still in the air spinning. Sadly he seemed to see the speedy kick coming and prepared himself. Seeing how the spinning kick failed And she was cut for it she put her arms up to black some of the many slices for her body. The silver man was quick and annoying to the beast. When the man attempted to throw a punch she was done with him and his blades there was no way her could do all this and then have the gall to attempt to punch her in the face. Turning her face to the side and opening her arms a bit allowed her to catch his fist it was little problem seeing how close he was and how big her fists were. After catching him for a second she attempted to throw him away from her so that she could get herself situated and together.

After the toss she fell to a knee she was losing crimson life giving blood quickly and her wounds from his blade did not heal quickly. Falling forward more the wolf seemed to being to lose focus of what was going on around her. Throwing her head back with the last of her strength she cried out to the pale moon her mistress always pushing her. she had come to rid herself of this curse only to end up fighting those she wanted help from. no exhausted and beaten she fell completely. Shedding and shrinking rapidly she began to resemble the girl she once was. Having not slept in days she had been on the brink of collapse when she began the transformation. Human once again she attempted to pull her raged naked frame up but she quickly fell back to the ground. She was gone she need a real good night to sleep and some other things she had neglected in her haste to find this place and walk to it.