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Dealing in lycanthropy

I know this is the newest trend; tricking stupid fan boys and girls into buying crap. The usual target group of adults does not buy the old usual crap of penis enlarging medicines, Asian concoctions for virility, wonder products against baldness, and ways to make easy quick money any more. Only crack, coke, heroin, pod, shrooms, and junk like that stay stable. No, the new target group is the youth; easy to influence, and nowadays a lot of money to their exposal. Now guess what the youth nowadays like? Yup; vampires, werewolves, unicorns, and all that kind of fairytale shit.

First you buy some packages of red coloring agents and some boxes of vials. Glass vials are preferable, these will convince those nitwits easier. You pour some of that red powder into a vial, add some water, and tadaaa! You have something you can sell to a kid and earn some big money. Heck, you could even leave out the water and tell them it is dried blood! Tell them to mix it with their blood so they can get 'infected' and change into their favorite fantasy creature. I'd love to see those disappointed faces one day.

Though, a lot of the other guys find this way of dealing inefficient. And sure, I must admit they're kinda right: drug addicts become regular clients. Kids don't come back to buy more red coloring agents. And they definitely don't dare to come back to complain. I'd make sure of that at the first meeting. They'd shit their pants.

But hey, I prefer this above the regular shit what the other guys are selling. My kids are prepared to pay a hefty sum for a worthless vial. You have to think about profit margins, am I right? Besides, kids don't mean trouble in contrary to addicts. You know, I've been selling coke for a few months. But back then I've been carrying my 9mm the whole damn time. You really don't want to get killed by some penniless junkie who 'insists' on paying later for my shit. On top of that, all this crap is illegal as hell of course. So what's the police going to do once they find my cans of red coloring? That's right; they can't do a thing about some innocent coloring agents.

However, I'm still quitting this red powder business of mine! And I'll tell you why. I'll tell you what the hell happened when I sold a vial to my last client.

It was one of those winter weekends. You know, around Christmas time when all the big movie premières are sold out. And that's also when big dollar signs appear in my eyes. Some of those movies are about vampires, werewolves, superheroes, and etcetera. I heard those are horribly romanticized Hollywood movies. But I don't care. The only thing I care of is that a lot of teenagers suddenly want to become vampires, werewolves, and stuff like that.

So this drizzly Saturday evening down the city, I was waiting in one of those stereotypical dark alleys. In the past I didn't sell my drugs in alleys, I rather sold it in illegal clubs and down bad neighborhoods. Only bums and cooks who bring out their garbage enter those alleys. But hey, these kids think they can find us in alleys, so I just played the game along.

Now, I made an appointment with some girl called Anna, Annie, anchovy, whatever. Who the hell makes an appointment with a dealer in the first place? Only the big boys with a whole new load of sugar made 'appointments'. But well, if the girl wanted to make an appointment? Alright, we'll make an appointment then. Half a grand is still half a grand.

So there I was waiting in that filthy dark alley. It was drizzling a bit, so I was becoming wet as well while I waited. I was wearing a coat, but not because of the rain; I always wear a coat to hide my 9mm in since there are still some competitors from the past who don't really like me. The gun is small, compact, and it holds eight plus one hollow points. It's easy to use, quick to draw, and often enough to scare away people I don't like.

I was waiting behind a large garbage bin. A couple of yards down the alley, there was a bum sleeping under his makeshift roof next to some garbage cans. Again further down the alley, a kitchen door was open where a cook with a white apron was bringing out garbage bags. Thus you could say it was a typical evening down a typical city alley.

Just after ten minutes of waiting, the girl showed up. The cute girl with brown hair and wearing a bright yellow rain coat hesitantly came over to me. Her face was mostly obscured by the hood of her rain coat.

"Eh... hello? Are you mister..." She asked.

"Yes, I'm the person you're looking for. You are Anna and you want to buy something from me, right?" I said with my most innocent possible voice.

"Uhm... yeah." Anna replied.

"What wanted you to become again?" I asked friendly.

"A... a werewolf." She blushed.

"Oh yes, I have it right here." I slowly took the vial from my coat and showed it to her. "Here it is. Now you have to listen to me carefully, alright?" I looked at her sternly.

"Oh... okay."

"Now tell me are you sure you want to do this?"

"Uh yes. I've thought over it."

I nodded. "Ok, listen to my instructions. This vial contains dried werewolf blood. You don't need to add water or anything, because this is just as effective. Now, you will have to hurt yourself a bit with a knife, and then rub the dried werewolf blood into your wound. Once it's done, you're infected. Just keep in mind that eating it does NOT work."

"Wow..." She stared at the vial I was holding. "Where does this werewolf blood come from?"

I grinned. "Aaah... I can't tell you that of course. Werewolves don't like to show themselves to the public, so they tend to be quite shy. Heck, they even wouldn't tell their family or closest friends!"

"Ooh... But how do you know this werewolf then?" She asked.

In my mind I cursed. "I errr... well. Since you're going to become one; I'll have to be honest with you..." I whispered.

Her mouth dropped. "You mean..."

"Yes." I solemnly replied.

"But... you look so normal!" She gasped.

"Heh, werewolves don't look any different in human form." I smirked.

"Yes, I believe so too." She smiled.

"Now, I'll have to ask again for the last time: Are you sure you want to do this? There is no going back." My expression turned serious.

"Yes. Yes I do." Anna confidently replied.

"Alright then, do you have the sum of money we've agreed on?" I asked, almost too impatient to see a stack of dollar bills.

"Yes." She stuck her hand into her pocket and showed me one bill of ONE THOUSAND dollars. "Do you have enough change with you?" She chuckled.

"What the..." Realizing she has been fooling me with some fake money, I quickly became pissed. "Why you damned..." I grabbed her at the coat.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." She warned, when I heard a racket from behind me. I turned my head and saw that the bum had pushed over the garbage cans. Only that was no bum. A large hulking grey beast was snarling at me. Behind the huge animal, another grey-brown beast with a white apron tightly around its neck was rushing towards my direction.

"Jesus fucking Chri..." I turned back to Anna. She was still holding the one thousand dollar bill, only it was not a hand holding the bill; a large brown humanoid wolf paw was holding it. In the shadow of the hood of her rain coat, two amber yellow eyes stared at me. "Holy shit!" I screamed.

I let her coat loose, and was about to make a run for it, but she grabbed me at my arm. "Let me go you crazy fuck!" I yelled in panic and pulled at my arm. However, her grip was like a vice and would not let go. Suddenly she pulled and threw me through the air. With a splash I fell with my face first into a puddle.

The two behemoths were still rushing towards me, but after a snarl from Anna, the two slowed down and I could hear the heavy thuds stopping next to me. Heavy breathing was the only sound they were still making.

I looked up, seeing two pairs of broad hind paws in front of me. Dreading the worst, I turned my head and looked behind me. The deceptively small fragile girl in her yellow rain coat was gradually changing. She was growing in height, her shoes and jeans ripped to show brown furred digitigrade legs. A brown muzzle appeared from the shadow of the hood of her rain coat. Two tips raised the hood even further to show her amber eyes. Her arms grew longer, stronger and lithe, while her young adolescent breasts were blossoming under her yellow coat. She grew larger, but not as large or muscular as the other two brutes. Her lithe werewolf body kept her swiftness and showed a fit body under the tight yellow rain coat.

She slowly walked towards me, her two humongous henchmen still looming over me.

"What the hell... You aren't real!" I cried out.

She chuckled maniacally. "See for yourself."

"No you see for yourself!" I grabbed my 9mm and quickly aimed at her, pulling the trigger. Two loud bangs rang in my ears before a set of claws hit my hand. "Aaaaargh!" I yelled. The slash had sent my pistol against the wall of the alley. It clattered down onto the wet floor out of my reach. I grabbed my arm; large deep gashes had gone through my coat. Dark warm blood was welling up from the wounds.

Looking at the female werewolf, I noticed one hole in the stomach area of her rain coat. The second shot had probably missed. To my dismay, she was laughing.

"Hahahaha! Gninihihihi!! Shouldn't you already know that normal bullets are useless against us werewolves?"

I was quickly losing hope while she kept laughing. "Why the hell are you doing this?" I asked, painfully aware that there was no way out of this situation.

Anna approached me even closer and kneeled next to me. I was now fully surrounded by the werewolves. She bent down and whispered in my ear. "We want to increase our pack size and you're going to help us."

Before I could reply, her fangs sunk into my shoulder.

So there it is. This is why I'm quitting my red powder business: I am selling the real deal now!

For a small contribution, I will pass the lycanthropic blessing onto you. But if you don't like to be bitten, or if you want to change later, I still have a whole stock of vials!

Now, who here wants to become a werewolf?