Moonlit Secrets (Elvish and Hailey Comet)

[Elvish Presley]

Shrugging off his hiking pack and letting it fall to the leaf-strewn ground with a weighty thump, Alex practically collapsed against the nearest tree, leaning heavily against the thick alder trunk as he tried to recapture the breath driven from his lungs and marshal his thoughts. Someone had been following him, likely since he left his part-time college classes. Not good. That meant someone was suspicious.

He'd only heard the clumsily muffled footsteps about halfway up the mountain too, when the trees and foliage had thickened and the crunching of leaves beneath his would-be shadow's feet had become painfully obvious. Even worse. That meant they had at least a fair idea of where he was going. Glancing up at the orange and pink tinted sky, Alex guessed that it would be at best fifteen minutes before the sun set and the moon began it's orbit. Not enough time to double back and find another hiding place and certainly not enough time to deal with this follower. The only thing for it was to keep hiking and hopefully lose them in the rapidly darkening woods.

Grabbing the backpack and slinging it over one arm with surprising strength, Alex set off again, turning off the hiking trail and into the untamed thickets in the hopes of discouraging his unwanted observer. And there was plenty to observe too, Alex being anything but unattractive. He might have lacked rugged features or chiseled musculature that most people would think of as 'handsome', but he made up for it with slender grace, short, silky ginger hair, long legs and pale skin contrasted by full lips, all the standards of effeminate beauty upon a male body in perfect proportions... To the point where even normally straight men found themselves unnervingly attracted.

His outfit didn't help much either, navy green cargo shorts clinging almost skintight as he dropped briefly to all fours in order to duck under a low hanging tangle of thorny vines, giving anyone watching a fine view of his spankable backside, swaying tauntingly as he crawled through the bracken. The rest of his clothing was equally unconcealing, white hiking sneakers and a plain black muscle shirt showing off his lean build; fit but not displeasingly brawny, slim, but not skeletally so.

Finally Alex reaches his destination, brushing leaves and mud from his attire as he climbs to his feet within the small clearing, a sanctuary nestled within a cleft in the hillside. Already here was a camouflage patterned tent, stocked with bedroll, food, extra clothes, even cash and a fake ID if he ever needed to run and didn't have time to grab anything... Everything he needed to keep his secret safe, so that he could keep his life and his friends and his only-just-now-beginning-career. The thought brings a shiver to Alex's spine, causes him to glance back over his shoulder towards the far off hiking trail. He's far enough out and well concealed enough that nobody could see him from the path, but what if whoever it is is still following him? Best to keep still, yes, keep still and quiet and hope they leave before the moon rises.

Clambering inside the tent, Alex grabs a water bottle, slowly draining it sip by sip as he waits for nightfall.

 

[Hailey Comet]

Nobody went into the Springvale woods at night anymore, especialy on a full moon. In the past year there had been no less than six reported rapes from female hikers found near death from exhaustion in the Springvale area. Of course two of those reports had been a repeat offense on the first victim and third, who had gone back for unknown reasons. Each of the young women had been so shaken by their ordeals that they had claimed their assailant had been a werewolf. Rumors had started flying and her office was in an uproar every month when the full moon rolled around. Anybody that got the scoop on the 'werewolf rapist', or even a picture of this supposed 'werewolf' would be set for life at the Springval Gossip. And that was the only reason Lisa would concievably be hiking through the woods as sunset was quickly approaching.

That didnt however explain why Alex was trudging along a couple hundred yards ahead of her on the trail, nor why she felt so bad that he was the one she had followed out here on a full moon. There was no way it could be him! He was... well, he'd always just been one of the girls...

He'd always been her best friends younger brother. Of course they were twins, but she had a full minute on him. And when Lisa's family had moved in next door they'd all become a happy little trio until going their seperate ways for college. Lisa hadnt really gone anywhere, opting to get her journalism degree at community college before taking the internship waiting for her at the Gossip. Her father ran the paper, how better to hide his daughter's own not so little secret. Last year she'd opened her apartment door to find a new neighbor moving in, delighted to find Alex out on his own and back in town. Lisa had even felt a stirring between her thighs at his almost effeminate appearance as she wondered if his lips would look just as pretty as his sister's wrapped around her cock. A fantasy she'd never acted upon...

Then the mysterious rapes had begun, giving Springvale the biggest story it's had in decades. Lisa was the one that had pieced together the fact that all of the attacks had occoured durring the nights of the full moon. She'd even tracked down the hikers, several of whom had been visiting friends from out of town. Confirming their reports about a 'werewolf'. Two months ago she'd gotten suspicious when Alex had gone camping durring the full moon, then the sixth attack had come. Keeping her busy until she once again noticed that her neighbor had disappeared once more for the three days of the full moon. This time she'd finally worked up the nerve to follow him. If Alex really was the "Werewolf rapist", she'd have to see it for herself before confronting him about it.

And that was why the busty raven haired hermaphrodite was blundering along through the woods in a pair of old faded jeans and a patched up leather bomber jacket. The only part of her outfit that was new were the hiking boots that she'd bout specificaly for tonight as she stumbled along through the woods trying to follow Alex's trail in the dwindling daylight.

 

[Elvish Presley]

Oh gods... They were still following him, weren't they? The fast approaching sounds of rustling leaves, branches being shoved aside, twigs snapping underfoot, to Alex they sounded no less than a death knell for any hope of a normal life. For a moment he's caught between an urge to flee and an urge to hide, between curling up in a little ball and hoping whoever it is passes by without finding his hiding spot and simply making a run for it and not stopping until he reaches the next town, the next state, the next country even. But no. No time to run and no hope of hiding, not now, when the moon's light was so close to throwing it's light across the forest...

He could already feel that odd, irritating, energetic sensation that always heralded his change, not quite an itch but a strange tingling, almost burning feel slowly spreading across his skin, pent-up energy beginning to rise up as his body senses the approaching sunset. No time at all for running or hiding. But maybe, just maybe, time for a distraction?

Yes, yes that was it! If only he could convince his unwanted follower to leave, to head off in one direction while he went another, then maybe he could put enough distance between them to save his secret and to make sure that this time... That this time he wouldn't hurt anyone.

Tossing the water bottle aside Alex darts out of his little sanctuary, back into the underbrush and towards his mysterious pursuer, ignoring the branches swatting at his face and the hungry thorns that seemed almost to grab at him as he pushes his way through the dense foliage in desperation. "Hey! Who goes there! It's dangerous out here you know!" He shouts out, still trying to spot the unseen observer amidst the dense and darkened tangle.