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Supernova
- Joined
- Mar 6, 2011
- Location
- Michigan
Raymond was in his truck, coming home from any other day of work. He was your normal construction worker, trying to live a normal life in a small suburb. He brushed his dirty brown hair from over his green eyes, trying to focus on the road. He was always exhausted after work, and his home life only made it worse. His young daughter had turned 18 earlier this month and like most teenagers, she seemed to have a fire under her ass about living her own life. She had his attitude, which didn’t make for fun family nights together. In fact recently, she had seemed to be in an even worse mood than normal.
But none of this was any different from your run of the mill family, exactly what Ray was working for. It wasn’t how life was for him, however, as he had a dark secret that only a handful of people knew. He was a werewolf, a cursed man that was half beast. Like most others of his kind, he was bitten, carrying the curse like a disease. Every full moon brought on a rush of emotions that would often end in him changing into the beast within him. When his late wife had told him that they were expecting a child, he had hoped that she would not have to deal with the curse. There was always the chance that the curse wouldn’t carry on.
But as she reached the age of adulthood, the age when young werewolves would experience their first change, Ray could sense her animal starting to come. It pained him to know that she would have to suffer from the rage, the transformations, and the animal instincts that came with the curse. The worst thing about her coming of age and finding out about her fate, her hormones.
Ray had moved away from the pack, trying to get away from that whole life. He wanted to have a normal life, raise his daughter normally. But in doing that, he had been away from his kind for a long time. His animal urges were easy to deal with when there were no others that would cause his needs to get out of hand. As his daughter got older, looking more and more like her mother, her animal scent was filling the house. And that only drove Ray’s own animal to react. It made him feel dirty, feel wrong to even think of his own flesh and blood like that.
The two had never been too close, and age only made that worse. Now with the full moon coming, her first full moon, Ray had to find a way to talk to her, warn her that she was different. This was worse than having the sex talk. At least that as normal in human eyes, but this was like trying to convince an adult that the tooth fairy was real. He groaned as he pulled into their driveway. In all the drive he still hadn’t figured out how to bring it up.
Once he was out of his truck, he straightened his outfit. He was a tall man, standing at six foot three, his construction job keeping his body quite fit. Even without his job keeping him fit, he natural was built from his wolf blood. Pulling his tight blue shirt out of his loose fitted dirty jeans, he opened the door and walked into the house. “I am home.” He proclaimed, not sure if she was even around, or even cared that he was. He sighed, shutting the door behind him. He needed to find a way to talk to her, and he needed to do it while fighting his urges. ‘This is going to be rough.’ He thought to himself as he walked into house, taking off his boots.
But none of this was any different from your run of the mill family, exactly what Ray was working for. It wasn’t how life was for him, however, as he had a dark secret that only a handful of people knew. He was a werewolf, a cursed man that was half beast. Like most others of his kind, he was bitten, carrying the curse like a disease. Every full moon brought on a rush of emotions that would often end in him changing into the beast within him. When his late wife had told him that they were expecting a child, he had hoped that she would not have to deal with the curse. There was always the chance that the curse wouldn’t carry on.
But as she reached the age of adulthood, the age when young werewolves would experience their first change, Ray could sense her animal starting to come. It pained him to know that she would have to suffer from the rage, the transformations, and the animal instincts that came with the curse. The worst thing about her coming of age and finding out about her fate, her hormones.
Ray had moved away from the pack, trying to get away from that whole life. He wanted to have a normal life, raise his daughter normally. But in doing that, he had been away from his kind for a long time. His animal urges were easy to deal with when there were no others that would cause his needs to get out of hand. As his daughter got older, looking more and more like her mother, her animal scent was filling the house. And that only drove Ray’s own animal to react. It made him feel dirty, feel wrong to even think of his own flesh and blood like that.
The two had never been too close, and age only made that worse. Now with the full moon coming, her first full moon, Ray had to find a way to talk to her, warn her that she was different. This was worse than having the sex talk. At least that as normal in human eyes, but this was like trying to convince an adult that the tooth fairy was real. He groaned as he pulled into their driveway. In all the drive he still hadn’t figured out how to bring it up.
Once he was out of his truck, he straightened his outfit. He was a tall man, standing at six foot three, his construction job keeping his body quite fit. Even without his job keeping him fit, he natural was built from his wolf blood. Pulling his tight blue shirt out of his loose fitted dirty jeans, he opened the door and walked into the house. “I am home.” He proclaimed, not sure if she was even around, or even cared that he was. He sighed, shutting the door behind him. He needed to find a way to talk to her, and he needed to do it while fighting his urges. ‘This is going to be rough.’ He thought to himself as he walked into house, taking off his boots.