The Dream that Turned Real: Ridin' Solo, Part Four
#4 of The Dream That Turned Real: Ridin' Solo
The Dream That Turned Real - Ridin' Solo
Part Four: Muzzle \ The Last Stand
Since i'm including the Road Rovers, i might as well include a few surprises.
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We decided to go to Ryan's after all, since we were bored, and not horny in the least.
Entering the front door, we saw a certain rottwiler, turned Cano Sapien, on top of Hunter, who was on top of Blitz, who was spewing his cum all over the floor beneath him.
We backed up and out and silently closed the door, catching our breaths.
"Who was- That couldn't be." Exile said. "I will talk to Hunter about this... When they're done."
It was Muzzle, the one who was usually seen strapped to a hand-cart in the show. But to see him, free of his bindings, and as a Cano-sapien....
"Muzzle probably wandered into transdogmafier. But he knows what it does from seeing us go in dogs..." Exile said.
Ryan cautiously opened the door again, only to have a Road Rover as tall as he was blocking the door. His muscles were well defined, more so than any of the other Rovers, even Exile. He decided not to cover himself, letting it hang out.
"H-Hey, Muzzle. You like being Road Rover so far?"
"Yeah, actually. This is waayy better than that dinky old hand cart i was stuck to. I'm able to move a lot more. Plus, Blitz is jealous of my muscles." Muzzle said in a deep voice, as he flexed his muscles.
"You are quite welcome, Muzz." Exile said. "You and weird boy make up?"
"I AM NOT WEIRD!!!" we heard the doberman shout from inside.
"SILENCE, MUTT!!" Muzzle shouted to Blitz in a dominating tone.
"Sorry, Master Muzzle." Blitz said, sadly.
"Seems like you're keeping him in line." Exile complimented.
"Aw, thanks, Exile. Care to come in?"
"You do realize this is comrade DuBon's pad-ski, da?"
"So?"
"Means this is my territory, Muzz." Ryan said, trying to act friendly.
"Not anymore."
"Wha- You're kidding. Right?" Ryan said.
"Nope." he said, smiling.
"Oh, you fucker!"
Ryan then rumbled low and loud in his throat as he slowly shifted into his feral form to intimidate the rottie. Standing at nine and a half feet tall, Ryan was bigger than everyone there, with muscles that blew Muzzle's clear across the room, his fur a little on the shaggy side, his eyes a golden wolfish yellow, his fangs and claws so sharp, he could cut diamonds with them.
My eyes went wide, as i had a chance to see Ryan in his feral state in full daylight. He was built like a Howitzer, making me all the more proud to have him for a mate, as i backed away a few steps, as did everyone else.
"Yet another unexpected twist, bummer." Hunter said, standing next to us with Blitz.
'How did they- Never mind.' i thought.
"How could you not expect that? Rotties are naturally dominantly-minded, like wolves." Dan said.
"And that would mean..." Hunter said.
"He's gonna try to take Ryan's territory." i said.
"Can't you, you know, shape-shift into a werewolf and, you know, tear him apart?" Blitz asked.
"Unfortunately, no. First, i'd rather hold him down than rip him to pieces, and for some reason, i can't shift. it's like the fourth or fifth time i've lost my wolf side. Ryan seems to be able to re-imbue my DNA, but it's temporary until i shift back, or i sleep it off, and i wake up the next morning without it. It's like... The flood in Halo one, they weren't able to infect Jacob Keyes 'cause he had his brainwaves scrambled. "
"So, that means you're full-on Human now?" Dee asked.
"Is that a bad thing?" i asked back.
"N-no, sir, it was just a question. I will still serve you, no matter what."
"O... kay." i said.
This 'Master and Servant' thing between Dee and i was starting to get a little creepy for me. At least as a human, but it was pretty cool as a Wolf.
We all watched the standoff between Muzzle and Ryan come to a head, as the husky came in between them.
"Now, now, Comrades, make with the love, not with the war."
Ryan and muzzle both growled at each other through the husky's ears.
"All right, do not be making me freeze you two, for i will do that."
I came up with an idea: if music made Ryan calm down, would it do the same for Muzzle.
"Hunter, what do you guys do when Muzzle acts up?"
"Usually he's strapped into his straight jacket until we need him to finish off the bad guys, when i say Muzzle'em."
"Oh, boy."
Muzzle must have good hearing, because just as he said that word, he started foaming like when he's gonna attack someone.
"Exile, Ryan, Muzzle's gonna lose it! Come on, grab a ride and peel out!" Hunter said.
"Nah, i think i'll stay here. I got plans for ol' Muzz." Ryan said in a demonic baritone voice.
We got on our rides of choice, me on the Honda dirtbike; Dee on the trike; Dan on his dragster bike; Kraig onthe Kinja, now a blazing mix of the original color, green, and orange; Hunter, Exile and Blitz were rolling in separate rides: Hunter had a Harley Edition F-150 with a supercharger sticking out of the hood, Blitz had a Porsche 944 Turbo Cabrio (probably picked that version so he can troll around), Exile got an '84 ice-blue Range Rover. Go figure.
We got our speed on as we got away from the action, as we heard Dan on the CBs on our rides.
"We'll head to the bar for refreshments, then discuss our... stuff."
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Upon entering, we saw Rokar at the counter.
"What're you doin' heah?" Dan asked.
"Just... filling in for you."
"Oh, okay. Thanks."
"No prob. I was looking through your playlist, and i saw you mostly got honky-tonk music on there, so i made a new list to play."
"Didn't i tell ya not to mess with my stuff?"
"You didn't, actually, is that an oopsie?"
"Lemme see what you put in it." *click*
(Evacuate the dancefloor by Cascada plays)
"Hmm, not bad. *click*
(That's when i'll stop loving you by N*Sync plays)
"I don't know why they're talkin' bout a guy named Windsor, but, okay..." *click*
(Werewolves of London by Warron Zevon plays)
"Why'd you put that in there?"
"Why? It's a good one, a classic."
"It's offensive."
"To who?"
"You can think about that, while i delete this crap off the list." Dan said as he did just that, removing the song from the list.
(Say goodnight by Bullet for my valentine plays)
"Okay, what's a good strategy to avoid tragedy?" Dan asked. The room went akwardly silent, even the music stopped playing for a few seconds.
"I could freeze one of them, or both, then they'll be 'chilled out'." Exile said as the music came back on.
"Remember those times you froze the bad guys, only to have them break the ice and start going after you again?" Blitz countered. "Muzzle and Ryan would bust out of your icy ice-cages and make you thier target."
"Hmm, you do have point, Blitz."
"See, i told you i'm not weird. I have my uses." the doberman proudly said, arms crossed, a grin on his face, before getting shot down again.
"Yeah, as caboose of train." Exile said with a hearty laugh.
"Ooh, burned again." Dee said in the doberman's ear.
"Don't make me bite you."
"Just making a point."
"So, we can't do anything, we let them resolve it by themselves?" i asked.
"Werewolves protect their territory with a fierceness that other animals will never have." we heard someone at a table say.
"How would you know?" Dan asked the patron.
"Because i..." he said, coming up to us, removing the hood of his jacket. "Am the god of wolves."
"I would not have predicted that." Hunter whispered.
"Are you sure? You sound like you've had one too many there, mate."Dan said to the self-claimed Wolf-god.
"I have not. I'm sober."
"Rokar, did this man order anything?"
"All he had was a New York steak, medium rare, and an iced tea with lemon."
"You can take my place behind that counter anytime, draggie."
"Aw, you're sweet."
"So, tell me, what's yer name, friend?"
"Lycaon." the stranger said in a gritty voice.
"Loki? The prankster?"
"Have you no ears? Or are you just plain dumb?" (Anime moment; Lycaon has that '*' thing on his forehead, like he's doing this-> -_-*.)
"I heard, but how do i know you're not lying?"
The man disrobed in front of us, showing us his true wolven form. This dude was an Adonis of werewolves, his furry muscles toned finer than Ryan's, fur was the right length, as were his tail, claws and fangs, but his headfur was topped off in a crew-cut, giving him a more macho apperance.
Unfortunately, his crotch fur smelled like he was single, as it reeked of cum and sweat.
"Not to offend, but could you make yourself decent?" Dan said.
As he walked to the bathroom, i remembered that song 'what if god was one of us', thinking about the Wolf-god's apperance. If that was him, well...
I would have to watch my toes.
"Okay, what were we talking about?" Dan asked.
"I believe the Human has a question, for me. Go ahead." Lycaon said as he came back.
"Um... Sorry, i'm just- "
"You have nothing to fear, ask and i shall answer as best as i can."
"So, that means you know about me and Ryan?" i asked.
"More than should be allowed, i'm afraid, such as the night you mated with him."
Lycaon put his hands together as if starting to applaud, then we saw a light in between his palms, as he lifted his top hand, revealing a blue orb of energy.
"Ooh... shinyyy...." Blitz stammered, staring at the energy ball, mouth open, tongue out, and drooling.
Exile helped the doberman close his mouth. "Don't be weird, boy."
"What's that?" Rokar asked, coming over to look.
"I'm making a Seeking Ball... so that the Human can see his past with Ryan."
"Ooh, i can do that!" the red dragon said as he conjured up his own ball of magic out of thin air with a snap of the fingers, as the glow faded a bit, showing what looked like a six inch by nine inch mirror with no reflection.
Lycaon grunted in jelousy as the ball of energy dissipated in his hands. "You dragons suck the fun out of everything."
"It's the least i could do, so you don't have to waste your energy on something that simple."
"Whatever." the wolf said, crossing his arms.
"I can make this bigger, if you want."
"fourty-two inch widescreen?" i asked.
"Done." he said as he grabbed the mirror by the corners and stretched it.
"Now i take over... stinkin' dragon." Lycaon said as he held the side closest to him, and the screen came to life, as Lycaon showed us things even i didn't know throughout my time with Ryan.
"Wow. I can't believe Ryan could do that." i said, as we saw the time we were in the shower and Dan was peeping on us, and Ryan sent him flying with his voice alone.
"Yeah, and you do not want to be on the recieving end."
He then flashed foward to when Ryan fucked me to an inch of my life. From a third-person perspective, it was pretty amazing, like those out-of-body experiences i've seen on tv.
We watched until our first night ride, and Dan was impressed, as was Kraig, as we saw the fox blast past the dingo at 245 miles an hour, before he nos'd out and caught up.
"Whoa, i like the camera angles. Say, could you make a copy of this for me, on DVD maybe?"
"I would, but i haven't caught up with the times yet, so i wouldn't know how."
"Camera pans to the dragon holding the other side of the screen, holding a DVD behind his back." Dee said as Rokar held out a DVD, all ready for play.
"Wow, thanks, Rokar. I'm sure Kraig wouldn't mind you being my 'Second Mate'." Dan elbowed the dragon with a chuckle.
"All the best parts of the past few days, starting at when Mike met Ryan." Rokar said.
"Like a movie?"
"And a darn good one, if you wanna check it later."
"Moving on...." Lycaon said, feeling ignored.
"Okay, we're done, you can go ahead."
"So, right now, Ryan is.... Damn, i can't lock-on to his brainwaves, i can't Link with him, or the rottweiler he's with, so i can't get any visual on them." He then showed when i smacked my head into the tree as Ryan sent my car to the shop.
"Ooh! That has got to hurt." Exile said.
"Yeah, was enough to cave his skull in a little. Lucky his skeleton was diamond-strong then." Dan said. "But it did knock him out for a while. Then he went Feral and almost took Ryan's hand off."
"I see..." the wolf said, showing that exact image.
"I wonder if Ryan and Muzzle are okay." i said.
"Well," Dan said, looking at his watch, "We could go over there and split them up if we hafta."
"I'll stay here with Lycaon, tend to his needs." Rokar said.
"Okay."
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Back at Ryan's....
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We pulled up and walked over to the backyard, half expecting to see them both dead.
Instead, we saw them play-wrestling like pups.
*whistles* "Muzzle, could you come over here for a second?" Hunter asked.
"You too, Ryan!" i said.
Ryan and Muzzle stopped their 'fight' and came over. Hunter started chatting with Muzzle as i held a palm to the others, indicating i wanted them to stay while i talked to Ryan.
Walking him to the locker room area, we sat down on the bench.
"What's wrong? I did something bad?" Ryan asked.
"Well, when we first met, we were inseparable, remember?"
"Yeah, i said something like 'i won't let anything bad happen to you.'"
"Yeah, but ever since we started hanging out when i turned Wolf, you haven't been giving me any attention."
"Name one."
"You were talking with Jord about his bike, and completely ignored me, causing me to run off, and you had to chase me down."
"What was the second one?"
"Obviously you said you wouldn't let anything bad happen to me. That didn't go over too well, 'cause you let me bleed to death, almost, when you went Feral on my ass, and you could've said that it was a bad idea to test my speed in the woods."
"Am i really that bad?"
I nodded.
"So, that means you don't want me anymore..." he sighed heavily before the tears started silently flowing, as he cupped his head in his hands.
"I still love you, Ry, no matter what. That doesn't mean i'm gonna leave you. Besides, there's no way to remove these marks you made on me."
"That's true. You're marked as mine already, no-one else can claim you."
I scooted closer to him and put my hand on his furry thigh, rubbing it, before he moved a little himself, and i found myself touching his junk.
"So, we're abstanant until the bet's over?"
"Not really." he said. "He called off the bet, we're just gonna have the train."
"For real?"
"Yeah." he said, using his claw to lightly scritch me.
I looked at his yellow wolf-eyes. "You're so awesome, Ryan."
"I think i know where this is gonna go, think you can wait?"
"Barely."
(knock knock)
"You guys done making out yet?"
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Back at the Yiffe Inne...
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Rokar was sitting with Lycaon at the very same table we were at.
"You need anything? You're probably full right now, but no harm in asking, right?"
Lycaon didn't respond, instead he looked at the picture-frame sized piece of glass.
"Can you watch movies on that?" Rokar asked the old wolf, his ears drooping a bit, still not listening.
"Sir, are you okay? Lycaon?" Rokar asked, putting a hand on the wolf's shoulder, waving the other in front of him.
"Yes, i am well, i'm just... touched right now."
"Why? Whatchya got on there?" the dragon asked, looking at the glass, seeing Ryan and i. "Ohh..."
"It seems their bond is weakening in their relationship. Ryan crashed Mike's car, Mike was raped by Ryan, then Mike cracked his head open on a tree, they brought home a plant that ate his friends, then Mike lost his house, the fox got slammed for startling Mike, then Mike hit Ryan, mistaking him for another, then feared the worst: that their relationship was broken upon hitting his lover, and booked it back to what was left of his home." Lycaon told Rokar, showing him the scenes he was telling of.
"Poor Mike."
"Fortunately, Ryan made amends with Mike, and, well, made..."
"You don't have to say it if it makes you uncomfortable, dear."
"Thanks. Anyways, they did 'that', Mike requested to be 'eaten' as his own punishment for hitting Ryan."
"I won't go into detail here, but after that, Ryan 'ejected' him the following morning, when i found him." Rokar said.
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Back at Ryan's...
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"O, can you feel the love tonight...." Exile sang as he came up behind us as we sat on the couch, hugging.
"You'll be laid to rest... If you don't stop bugging us...." Ryan sang, mocking Exiles tone.
"Sorry. What's on agenda for tonight?"
"We... didn't plan on anything, really, we were just gonna hang out over here."
"Oh. So you're going to make-out-ski?"
"Thinkin' about it."
"I should leave you two alone, then?"
"Nah, it's cool."
"I will give you a few minutes' private time."
"Okay, Exile." Ryan said back as the husky exited the room.
"So, what do you wanna do while no-one's around?" i asked.
"I... don't really know. All the action from the past few days kinda wiped me out, especially after that mind-bender when we tied with each other."
"Yeah, that was cool. But for you sleeping in my gut, i don't think that's gonna happen tonight."
"True."
Exile returned, carrying a piece of equipment into the room.
"Look what Dan-ski is having me bring here!"
We turned to look, seeing he was holding a karaoke machine in his arms.
"I thought he brought over the X-boxes." Ryan asked as Dan entered the room.
"Set it over by the telly, Exile." Dan said.
"Now what? You tryin' to take my house, too?" Ryan asked the dingo.
"No, i just decided to bring my karaoke machine over, in case anyone wanted to use it."
"Nobody's gonna use it just because you brought it over, Dan. Exile, how much does that thing weigh?"
"I would say about as much as small refrigerator."
"Need any help with that?"
"No, i have strength to spare."
"Okay..."
Exile carried it to the TV and gently set it down.
"Wanna wire it up, Mike? I hear you're good at electronics." Dan asked me.
"How do you know that?" i asked, squinting my eyes a little.
"Um, i can't say."
"Dan... do NOT do that to me. How do you know that?"
Dan gulped. "I saw your Retropunk collection in the closet in your house?"
I growled, sounding like Ryan. "I don't have a retropunk collection. You MindLinked with me in my sleep, didn't you?"
"No, i linked with Ryan. I'm guessing he was linked to you and was seeing your thoughts."
I made an annoyed angry face at him. "Don't lie to me, dingo."
"Uh, could we Tivo this argument, before someone gets thier fur ripped out?" Ryan asked softly. "'Cause i won't hesitate to hold you down. I won't hurt you, just hold you while Dan goes on a walk."
I calmed down as i listened to him as Dan left the room with Exile. "Sorry, Ryan. I guess Dan and I just don't mix that well."
"Same here, me and Dan are like oil and water."
"I thought that was Wolves and Vamps?"
"Well, yeah, but same rules apply."
"I can tell you don't like to talk about them much, so i'm gonna talk about something else."
"Like what?"
Like... How i keep losing my powers."
"Losing your....?"
"Yeah, remember back at my place, you mixed your saliva with the blood on the piece of fabric i tore from my shirt, and when we kissed, you gave it to me, and i had my powers back?"
"Yeah."
"It's like you're able to reactivate the werewolf DNA that you introduced into my system, but the effect's temporary, lasting until i either shift back or go to sleep, then i wake up the next morning, and i find myself without the abilities."
Ryan frowned. He was about to say something when Exile came back with a box that had a 42" tv in it.
"And here are consoles." the husky said, opening the box as we laid on the couch, me laying on Ryan as a human.
"Ew, Exile, didja just let one rip?" Ryan asked as i buried my nose in his chestfur, as Ryan covered his nose with his arm.
"Oopski, silent but deadly!" he said, turning to look at us, smiling.
"Dude, frickin' propane fart!" i said, as it did smell like propane.
"Sorry. Nobody to be lighting any flames right now." Exile said as Ryan got up and carried me with him outside, flipping a switch on the way out, activating the fan.
"Phew!! Exile, whadja have fer suppah, mate?" Dan said, entering the room, pulling a strike anywhere match from his vest, striking it on a rough part of his vest.
"DAN, NO!" Exile shouted in slow-motion.
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Outside...
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We heard Exile shout before the house went up in a fireball, sending the two up like cannonballs, flying through the air, the shockwave blasting us a good five hundred feet or so from the house, me landing closer to the treeline, as Ryan got blown back half as far.
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Dan and Exile were flying high in the air, before a certain dragon caught them before they fell to thier deaths.
"Gotchya!" Rokar said as he circled the area.
"Ro-*cough* Rokar!"
"The same."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome. Who's in my other hand?"
"Exile of Road Rovers, sir. Thank you for being in right place in right timing." the husky's fur was singed so close to his skin, you would not have been able to recognize him if you saw him for the first time.
"Uh, Rokar? How long can you stay airbourne?" Dan asked.
"Why?"
"I have a sneaking suspicion that Ryan's gonna kill me right after we touch the ground." Dan's fur was also singed, their clothes obviously burned off in the explosion.
"Okay... I can drop you two off at the bar?"
"No good, he could find me there easily by scent."
"What is up with this string of bad luck you've been having?"
"I don't know for sure. Probably started after Ryan and Mike hooked up."
"And you insulted Mike as well. That probably did not help a bit."
"Gee, ya think?" Dan said as Rokar put them on one of the trees next to him, setting them on the safest limb he saw fit.
Rokar was a size shifter as well, as he shrunk down to Dan's size and landed next to them as they sat on the branch.
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(Anime-Style)
We regained consiousness a few minutes later, Ryan a minute before me, as i saw him as i sat up, rubbing my eyes.
The house was obliterated, as mine was during the plant incident.
"Who are you gonna kill first, Exile for farting, or Dan for lighting up?" i asked.
"I'm gonna kill you first! It's your fault, you had to be all friendly with me, and i bought it! Now you're gonna see why we werewolves have a bad reputation!" he shouted in his feral form as i stood up and glared hard at him.
"Well, i am not afraid of you. I was happy when i found you, Ryan, i loved you. And like i said, this time, i am NOT running!" i said, as i awaited my fate. "If you're really gonna kill me this time, so be it."
Ryan charged at me, running at full speed towards me, before a blur of a silouette came between us as Ryan crashed into us, feeling my body break apart as i lost consiousness the second time that night, this time, i knew it was permanent, as i felt a giant paw on the chest of whoever took the hit for me, slowly crushing me below him, as my mind stopped wandering and wondering, my last thought was, would Ryan join me in death after finding he killed his only mate?
...At least i died knowing werewolves DO exist, and that i had the extreme pleasure of being one, and being with one...
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