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Speeding down Alaska Route 4 comes a black SUV, ahead of a small group of production vehicles. Driving it is a TV producer, glancing at his dashboard GPS. In the back-seat sits a women reading a book on North American mythology. He wears a grey jacket, fleece pants and dark black sunglasses, causing the sunlight to glare off them. The woman in the back wears a green baseball hat, a blue jacket and blue jeans on her shapely body. She has her hair done up in a pony-tail while the producer has a shaved head. They both work on a show called 'Monster Trackers'.

The producer says over his shoulder to the women "Hey Suki, could you tell me why I'm driving you? It's not like the rent-a-car place ran out."

Suki, glancing up from her book, tells him "Isaac, you keep asking me that and I keep telling you the same thing. It's a long drive, so I figured I might as well do some research along the way. What don't you get?"

"What I don't get," Isaac tells her, checking the GPS, "is that you are doing all that work when we have researchers that we pay to do that."

Suki answers back "I've met those so-called 'researchers' you hired. One of them thinks 9/11 was a hoax, another thinks that sheep are female goats and yet another is too lazy to even look at a book. Thanks to them, the last four episodes have already generated five new memes, two of which from the last one we did in Mexico."

"Hey, is it our fault if that large guy was wondering around at night when we were looking for chupacabras?" Isaac says, thinking back to the person in question getting caught in a new.

"He was a hiker!" shouts Suki.

"He signed the release forms." explains Isaac.

Suki argues some more. "It doesn't matter. We still looked like idiots. You know there are people who think I'm just some idiot that was hired because of my body."

"Come on," Isaac replies, "you are the heart of this show. It just helps that it's connected to such a nice body."

Suki crosses her arms and says "You know this show isn't going to last more then one season if that. They are saying this show is one of the biggest failures in TV history."

"It's what the network asked for." answered Issac, turning onto a dirt road.

"Well, the network hasn't had anything good on in years." scoffs Suki.

Soon, they reach an old log cabin. It's been around since the 1870's, but it's managed to stand the test of time pretty well. It is dark brown, with a rusty metal chimney from an old wood stove. All around it, the spring thaw is coming in, with only a small layer of snow on the roof and around the cabin on the ground in patches where trees block direct sunlight. Isaac parks the SUV while the rest of the production vehicles, an RV and a small pick-up truck follow suit, along with a second (non-production) pick-up truck right behind them. Suki steps out of the vehicle, snow crunching underneath her boot.

"Hey baby." a friendly voice greets her. Suki turns around and sees the only member of the production crew she actually likes, her boyfriend Joel. She managed to help get him a job as a boom-mic operator, and he was pretty much the only reason why she didn't just flat out get fed up with the crew on day one. He has short, red hair and green eyes. He's a little shorter then his girlfriend and has a skinny sort of body that Suki thinks makes him look cute. For the weather, he's wearing a brown parka and black ski pants.

"Hey Joel." Suki responds, kissing him on the lips. "So? How did you handle riding in the RV with the jackasses?"

"They aren't that bad people once you get to know them." Joel says, gesturing over to the stout, hairy men stepping out of the RV.

Suki retorts, putting her hands on her hips. "I've tried that, and all they want to do with me is play a game of strip poker, and I don't want to end up naked in front of those guys or visa versa."

Joel leans over and whispers into her ear "Come on, you like playing with me."

Suki blushes and answers "Shhh....not out loud. Besides, I like you."

Before Joel can respond, a loud chorus of howls echoes from the pick-up that followed the crew.

Everyone rusn up to the truck to see what is wrong. Standing next to the small, black truck, they see the owner of the truck and dogs, a Nunamiut man in his late 50's, trying to calm the dogs down. Inside the covered box of the truck is a dog sled on one side, and on the other side, a small group of sled dogs cowering, trying to fit in one corner as much as they can.

The man wears a fannel jacket, work boots and blue jeans. His black hair is turning grey with age and his brown eyes have dulled a bit as well. He holds a hand out to Isaac.

"You must be Isaac Browne. I'm Francis Adams, we talked on the phone." Francis tells him.

"Yeah, you are the local historian and sled dog breeder." Isaac shouts, trying to speak over the barks, howls, and whines of the dogs. He shakes Francis's hand, then covers his ears. "Hey, could you calm those mutts down!?!? We need to flim them for our historical recreation! And where are those actors you said you would get for that?!"

Francis shouts "They wouldn't come! When they heard that we would be filming on location, they backed out! And I'll have you know that these 'mutts' are pure-breed Alaskan Malamutes!"

Isaac rolls his eyes and answers back "Whatever, could you just get them to be quiet?!?"

"I'm trying! They don't like it here!" Francis explains. Suki walks over to the dogs.

"Here, let me try, dogs like me!" she shouts, reaching an arm into the truck. The dogs start licking her arm, like nervous pups looking for comfort from their mother. Suki turns her attention to a dog with a red and white coat.

"Come on, puppy. Come out, it's alright." she coaxes, but the dog won't budge. She tries to pull it out by pulling gently in it's collar, but it puts up too much resistance.

"OK, OK." Francis tells the dogs, patting one of them on the head, "You don't have to go. Just wait in the truck while I finish up here." The dogs start wagging their tails slightly at that statement. Francis closes the back of the truck, then starts walking up to the cabin with the crew.

"Well great. How are we supposed to do the renactment without any actors or sled dogs?" complains Issac.

"Don't worry. There is another cabin just outside of town you can film at." explains Francis. Isaac starts to turn red in the face.

"Then why didn't you tell me this before?!?!" he screams, throwing his arms into the air.

"I tried to." answers Francis, putting on his leather gloves to keep his calloused hands warm. "But when I tried to explain to you that dogs and people don't like coming up to the Dog Cabin, you wouldn't believe me. Some people don't learn unless they see it for themselves."

Isaac pushes his sunglasses up so he can rub the bridge of his nose out of stress. He moans with anger then yells "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the car!" He stomps over to the SUV and slams the door.

"Sorry about my producer." Suki tells Francis. "He's kind of...well.."

"A thick-headed idiot?" guesses Francis.

"Bingo." answers Suki.

"Why do you work with him, then?" asks Francis, as they stop walking in front of the cabin.

"Well," she replies, thinking back a bit, "When I graduated from university, I majored in cultural studies. I've sorta always had a thing for mythology, and I dreamed of hosting a show about mythology, but it was hard to find work for that. I even had to do pin-ups to help bring money in."

Francis nods his head and notes "Oh yeah, I think some of the mechanics back in town have some of your posters."

Suki continues. "Well, other people noticed me too. When Isaac found out I actually had a degree, he hired me to host. He even gave my boyfriend a job. Unfortunately, this show is so bad, I don't think anyone will take me seriously after this."

Francis pats her on the shoulder and tells her "Well, if it helps, the local newspaper critic says that he doesn't think you are stupid, just the people who make it."

The crew have just finished setting up the cameras and boom mic. Gorden, the young director (who's father owned the network), shouts "Well you can tell him that I'm making something for national television and he's just a writer in a dieing medium!"

Francis chuckles and whispers to Suki "Looks like I earn a certain writer in a dieing medium fourty bucks." Suki laughs along with him.

"Listean, could we get a move on, here?" grips Sal the camera man in a raspy voice. "Some of use have major body parts freezing off here."

"I'm ready if you're ready." Francis says to Suki. Suki just gives a more-or-less non-carring thumbs up. As Gorden counts down before shouting "Action!" Suki puts on a convincing fake smile. As soon as the cameras start rolling, the interview begins.

"Hi, I'm Suki Willett." Suki says to the camera. "I'm here outside of the town of Wolf's Pelt, Alaska at a place known as Dog Cabin. I have local historian Francis Adams here with me today. Now Francis, why is called Dog Cabin?"

Francis answers "Well, it's sort of linked to the town itself. Back in 1876, the town was a popular trading post for animal skins, particularly wolf skins, which the town got the name from. Anyway, during the winter, a prospector named Jack Ballard and his dog Belle rented this cabin to stay while he collected what he needed. His dog was said to be half-Alaskan Malamute, half-wolf, but was likely just a pure-breed dog. Anyway, one night, a outlaw by the name of Vernon "Scar" Steele. He got the name because he once tried to brake into someone's house but their dog found him and attacked, leading him to getting cought and leaving these large scars on the left side of his face. He hated dogs after that."

"So, he went after Jack because he had a dog?" asks Suki.

"No," states Francis, "Vernon came into town and heard about the prospector. He figured he could steal something of value from Jack. When he got there, he demanded at gunpoint for valuables, but Jack tried to explain he had little of value. Vernon thought he was lieing, so he shot him. Belle was angry and attacked Vernon, but he just shot her too. He took what he could find, then walked back to town."

"Then what happened?" Suki questions further.

Francis continues "Well, according to local legend, he went to the town saloon and talked up a dance girl; he was said to be a very convincing lier. They went over to her home just across the street to spend the night. But then, the spirit of Belle took over the girl's body, transforming her into a vicious monster. Vernon's remains were found the next day, but the girl was never seen again. Ever since, this has been known as Dog Cabin. Most locals won't go here and dogs are scared of it."

"So we've noticed." remarks Suki.

"Cut!" shouts Gordon. "OK, that's a wrap!"

"What?!" exclaims Francis, raising one eyebrow. "Aren't you supposed to do more then one take?"

"Listen old dude," sasses Gordon, "This is reality television. You don't get more then one take in real life. Besides, the sooner we can get out of this sh*thole, the better."

"I suggest you quit this show while you still have a shred of credibility." Francis advises Suki.

Joel goes up to the back of the crew's pick-up and starts unloading some equipment from the back as the rest of the crew joins in. Suki pulls on the door handle, struggling to pull it open, as the door is stiff from age, but eventually pries it open.

"Now what are they doing?" asks Francis, as Suki walks him back to his truck.

Suki tells him "It's some recording equipment. They are going to leave it in there over night to see if they catch any ghosts on camera."

"Have you considered just writing a book? It would save a lot of time and money." Francis suggests.

"Well, I have considered it, but I figured if I got some fame first, it might sell better." answers Suki. "But now I doubt if anyone would take me serriously now."

Francis gets into his truck and before he drives away, he says "At least you wouldn't have people making you look like a fool. Well, I better leave. Tell Isaac that if he needs me, I'll be in town."

Suki waves goodbye as the truck backs up and drives away. She goes back to the cabin, thinking about what Francis had said.

"Maybe he's right." she thinks to herself, rubbing her arm. "I may as well leave the show. It's not like I have a binding contract with the network, and considering how well things are going with this, whatever pay I get might not be worth it. And it's not like I would be the first person to ever disown something they worked on."

Her mind wonders on as she walks out behind the cabin. "But what if the show has already done it's damage? What if everyone thinks I'm a moron just because I made the bad pick to work on this? Then again, not everyone is proud of their first acting job. Why couldn't I just have started in porn? At least then people would be expecting the lines to be bad..."

Suddenly, she hears a growling noise. She stops her train of thought and looks down at the ground to see a small wooden house in the back yard. She walks up to it; unlike the cabin, it looks like it's comming close to falling apart. Above the small hole in it, she sees fadded words that read 'Belle'.

"I guess Jack built a dog house for Belle." Suki whispers to herself. Suddenly, the growling grows louder, like something is inside the dog house, but nothing is inside besides some dead grass and some rocks. Suddenly, a loud, thunderous bark echos from inside the dog house, and a powerful force knocks Suki backwards onto her back. She is left dazed as Joel and the others run to see what's wrong.

"Suki! Are you alright?" shouts Joel, elevating her head.

"I'm alright. Something knocked me down." she mumbles.

"Did you see what did it?" asks Joel.

"Not really." she answers weakly, "I just heard some growling coming from inside that dog house, then it felt like I was blasted off my feet."

"Come on, lets go back to that motel back in town. We are done here anyway." Joel tells Suki, lifting her onto her feet and leading her back to the RV.

...

Later that night, at Wolf Pelt's Pawprint motel, Joel plays poker with the crew. He is wearing a grey AC/DC shirt, while most of the crew are wearing their undershirts, expect for Isaac, who is wearing a white buttoned-up shirt.

"Royal flush, pay up." announces Sal. The other guys groan as Sal takes the pile of chips and adds it to his own.

Isaac asks "Hey Joel, how come when you went out to pick up that food, you had two big bags? Who was the other bag for?"

Joel, putting some chips in the pot, answers "That was for Suki." The other guys deny and scoff at this. "No I mean it. She has always had a big appetite, but for some reason, tonight she wanted six bacon cheeseburgers."

"That's alot for someone who was knocked on their ass earlier today" comments Sal.

"I still can't believe she got attacked by a ghost and we didn't get a chance to film it." Gorden grumbles.

"Would you quit your whining?" snaps Joel, getting up from his seat, picking up a bucket. "I'm going to get some more ice." He walks out the door and onto the second floor walkway, turning towards the ice machine. As he pours the ice into the bucket, a door opens behind him. It's Suki, who's room is a few doors down from Isaac's room, where they are all playing poker. Joel turns around and sees his girlfriend.

"Jooooooeeeeellll....." she says in a sultry voice. Joel walks over to her. He notices she looks different. For one thing, the only over-clothes she is wearing is one of his hoodies. Also, her face is covered in ketchup and seems....broader then normal. She snuggles close to Joel, her now tangled hair flying in his face.

"Someone's feeling.....frisky." Joel stammers. Suddenly, Suki starts licking his face. He blushes, but then he notices something else. Peaking up from under the hoodie and over her panties is a black furry canine tail! Joel can feel Suki sniffing behind his ears.

"Joel, honey, is something wrong?" asks Suki.

Joel lies through his teeth "It's nothing baby, umm....I just have to bring the ice to the guys then finish my game of poker first. I might take a while, bye!" He slips out of Suki's arms and runs back to the room.

"Wait, Joel, come back! Nooooooo!!!!!!" Suki shouts at him, her whine turning into a howl. Joel opens the door then slams in shut, bracing himself against it. He gasps for breath as the crew looks at him funny.

"Um, Joel? You forgot the ice." Sal points out.

Between breaths, Joel shouts "Fuck. The. Ice!"

"Jeez kid, calm down." Isaac says, holding his palm in Joel's direction.

"I can't. Suki came at me wearing my sweatshirt over her underwear and...." Joel begins.

Sal interrupts "And what? You couldn't get it up?" The other guys start laughing.

"SHUT UP!" Joel shouts. "I don't know why but it was like she was turning into an animal."

"And you didn't tap that?" asks Gorden. "And I thought I was losing big tonight."

"NO!" groans Joel, getting up and walking to the bathroom to splash some water on his face. "I mean literally. She had a tail and was sniffing me. It's like I that story that Adams guy was talking about earlier, she's turning into a monster."

"Kid," Issac asks "You aren't saying that she's possessed by the ghost of some dog that's been dead for over a hundred years, are you? You have been working too hard. You need to relax."

Joel sighs and answers "I guess you're right."

Then, as if on cue, a huge, furry, clawed hand smashes through the door!

"What the hell!?!?!" yells Sal. The owner of the hand knocks down the door, revealing it to be a fully transformed Suki. She is covered in thick sable-coloured fur, with bright yellow eyes. While before she stood at 5'6", she now stood at 6'8". She snarls with anger and walks over to the crew and lifts the crew by their shirt collars.

Through the snarling, she says "Bad.......men......"

"Oh god, she's going all feminist on us." sputters Gorden. Suki throws Gorden onto the poker table, knocking the wind out of him and sending poker chips flying everywhere.

Sal squeals "I'm sorry I gave you that teddy bear with the webcam in it!" Suki pauses, with her eyes widening with surprise. She then starts snarling even fiercer then before.

"Way to go you dumbass, now she's going to kill us slowly!" screams Isaac. Suki sends a leg flying up and hits Sal in the crotch. She drops him to the ground, where he moans in pain. Suki turns her attention to her producer. "Please!" begs Isaac "Don't hurt me! I'm too pretty to die! What do you want, Suki? I can get it for you! Money, cars, chew toys, something? ANYTHING!"

Suki points at herself with a clawed thumb and growls "Quit."

"You want to quit? But you're the host of the show!" exclaims Isaac. Suki growls right in his face. "OK, OK, you can go, we can find someone else! Just don't hurt me!" Suki responds by tossing Isaac onto the bed, causing him to bounce up and down. She walks over to the bathroom and calms down. She starts wagging her tail and nuzzling Joel.

Joel says "Suki, stop it! This isn't like you!" She looks over to see it what she had done. Suddenly, the human part of her takes hold again. This wasn't like her, she didn't like these guys, but she didn't want to hurt anybody. Her eyes start to fill with tears and she whimpers with sadness. Joel puts his hand on her hairy shoulder, but she pushes him away, knocking him over. She runs out of the room, crying, out into the street. Joel runs after her, but she is too fast. "Wait, Suki, come back!" Joel shouts, but she's already out of sight.

Isaac gets up and asks "Joel?"

"Yeah?" he replies.

"You and your psycho bitch girlfriend are fired!" Isaac shouts. Joel just sighs.

...

The next morning, Suki opens her eyes. Starring at her is a little puff-ball, a coyote pup.

"Well hey little guy. Aren't you cute?" she tells it. The pup whimpers and licks her on the nose. She suddenly notices that she's in a coyote den, crawling with coyote pups. She can barely remember what exactly happened last night. The one thing she knows for sure is that she's in a hole in the ground and naked. "Man, what a night." she thinks, trying to cover herself up with her hands. "All I remember is trying to jump Joel's bones, then everything is a blur."

Her train of thought is suddenly interrupted by the mother coyote sticking her head into the den (which had it's hole dig open to be bigger) and growling at this stranger hanging around her pups. But before she can defend her babies, a howl is heard in the distance. The mother pulls her head out and starts to howl, with her pups joining in. Suki pokes her head out. In the distance, she sees a large dog with some sort of leather satchel running towards her. She struggles to wiggle out, as her hips have gotten stuck in the hole. Soon, she looks up to see a large sable and white Malamute sitting in front of her, wagging it's tail and panting. She read the collar around it's neck.

"So, you're Belle." she told the dog. Belle barked back.

"I don't suppose you don't have any clothes for me in that thing?" Suki asks. Belle digs her snout into the satchel and pulls out some women's clothes. Suki's eyes widen slightly and she notes "Ghosts really do have powers. Could you please help?" Belle lightly grabs Suki's arm and pulls her out of the hole. Suki picks up the clothes and tells Belle "You think you could look the other way?" Belle groans and rolls her eyes, then lies down and puts a paw over her eyes as Suki get's changed into a pink bra and panties, some cargo pants, a parka, wool socks and snow boots. "You can look now." she tells her. Belle sits up and starts panting.

"So, why did you do that? Turn me into a were-dog and bet the crap out of the guys I work with?" asks Suki. Belle growls slightly.

"You thought that we were intruding on your home?" Belle nods.

"Well, why did you take over my body instead of chasing us away?" Belle licks Suki's hand, then whimpers slightly.

Suki continues "You figured I needed help, didn't you?" Belle does a 'singing' sort of howl, as if to say 'exactly'.

Suki patted Belle on the head and says "Thanks, I guess. Good girl."

"Belle! Here girl!" echos a voice in the distance. Out in the distance, Suki can see a bearded man in frontiersman clothes. Belle looks at Suki with dark brown eyes and whimpers slightly.

"Go. He needs you more then me." Suki tells her. Belle runs towards her owner at full tilt, barking and wagging her tail with joy. The man hold his arms open and hugs Belle, giving her a pat on the head, before they go off to walk. In a golden glow of light, they disapear. A tear comes to Suki's eye.

"Suki! There you are!" shouts Joel. "I've been looking for you all night!" The pair run up and hug each other. "Isaac says we can forget about working on the show."

Suki replies "That's alright baby. I think after a night like that, I should try to self-publish my book. It's much less risky that way."

The end.