"He's a supernatural, like me" Liam said.
"But it doesn't mean we should trust him" Jorden said swiftly.
"He wants to help me..." Liam said, starting to get frustrated.
"How do you know that?" Jorden asked, sighing. "You're new to this supernatural world, Liam. You can't go around trusting every paranormal being!"
"I can't get through his without his help. I need to meet him at this abandoned house he was talking about"
"You have my help" came the reply. "You don't even know where this abandoned house is!" Jorden said.
"I NEED HELP!" Liam shouted.
It almost sounded like a howl.
"But..." began Jorden.
But Liam was no longer listening to him.
Jorden shivered. "Liam?"
Silence.
He heard a growl.
It sent shivers down Jorden's spines.
Liam turned around and looked at him. His eyes glowed red, his hair was twice its usual length. Liam felt his hands growing stronger. Jorden watched as his best friend went down on all fours, the ends of his fingernails growing into razor-sharp claws right in front of his eyes. Liam emitted a faint, crimson aura.
The out-of-control Werewolf slowly started moving towards Jorden. To Liam, the person in front of him was just another source of blood.
"Liam..." Jorden began, taking a step back. "It's me, Jorden..."
"He's not the Liam you are friends with..."
Jorden and Liam both turned towards the place the sound came from. On top of a tree, Dean stared down at Jorden.
"This is the Liam who will rip your throat in a heartbeat when he get's the opportunity"
"All Werewolves are like this when they first transform" he continued, jumping down from the tree. Liam growled at him, losing interest in Jorden.
"I've seen new Werewolves ripping themselves apart catching the scent of their own blood. Werewolves have to learn control. It's the only way they will be accepted in a pack and it's the only way they will survive..."
Dean stared into Liam's red eyes. Liam growled and ran towards him. But he stopped at half-point and turned around. Jorden saw Dean's eyes glowing at brighter green than Liam's eyes. Dean roared so loud Liam backed away. Jorden covered his ears, watching the event unfold.
Dean started whispering something. "The one's who look for a pack, the one's who look for blood, the one's who look for power" he said, and he repeated them over and over.
Liam paused, the word's took hold of him.
Liam transformed.
He lay down, trying to catch his breathe. Liam felt a strong pain in his lower abdominals. "How did you do that?" he asked, before blanking out...