Okay, this has nothing to do with Twilight. But it IS similar (even though I dislike Twilight) I like the idea of the wolf shape-shifting. So, here is something I think you'll enjoy!

General POV

The gentle thud of padded feet on the cold pavement echoed through the nighttime air. The jet black animal ran silently along the back alleys of downtown Seattle. She cornered a large man in a dead end corner of a dark and grimy alley. The man whimpered as the animal growled fiercely.

"What is this?" he said to himself as the animal inched closer. It looked like a large wolf. It WAS a large wolf. She was jet black and had crystal blue eyes. Her shiny white teeth glistened as she took another step closer. She gave a growl and lunged at the man. A screamed ripped across the night sky.

The Next Night

Sam Puckett walked into her friend's apartment casually throwing down her jacket on the couch.

"Geez Sam," Carly said, "You look exhausted."

"I was up late last night." Sam yawned.

"Doing what?" Carly laughed. Sam hesitated before answering.

"Um, spray painting walls in alleys." Carly shook her head disapprovingly and turned around to Freddie.

"You should be careful Sam," Freddie said, "Another serial killer was found dead in an alley last night." Sam shifted uncomfortably.

"You don't say?" she said, "I gotta go."

"But you just got here!" Carly said.

"BYE!" Sam yelled as she ran out the door.

Sam's POV

There are many tales and stories of werewolves. Y'know, full moon equals werewolf. Well, that's not true. Werewolves are not caused by a bite. No, werewolves are chosen. Only the toughest people are chosen for the job. How lucky of me. I changed into a wolf for the first time two months ago. A first, I was confused as to why I was chosen for this. But I quickly learned that I was chosen to protect the streets of Seattle. I've killed many serial killers and rapists.

I went into a dark alley and closed my eyes. I felt myself beginning to change. My limbs grew, my teeth sharpened, and my body sprouted fur from all angles. Soon, I was a large jet black wolf. The only way I was distinguishable as a human would be my eyes which stayed the same blue color. I walked behind buildings and through dark alleys. The cold December air rustled my fur and stimulated my senses. I raised my nose in the air and took a long sniff. My ears flattened against my head and my lips pulled back over my teeth. I heard a scream for help and took off. A man had a girl about my age pinned against the wall. He was laughing as he took another swig of his drink. I growled, causing him to pause.

"Who's there?" he called. The girl whimpered. I slowly walked out of the darkness and lowered into a defensive stance. The girl dropped to the ground in terror. I growled again as the man raised his empty bottle. He swung and missed. I lunged and tore him to pieces. I recognized him as the man who just escaped from prison. Highly dangerous. After I was finished with the man, I walked over to the girl who was now passed out. I pulled her up on my back and took off at a running pace towards the scent of her house.

I reached her house and lay her down on the front porch. I went back to the dead man and did what all protectors are supposed to do after the kill. I gave a long and very loud howl. I melted back into the shadows as people started to gather around the dead body. I ran back to my own alley and closed my eyes. My limbs phased back into arms and legs, my fur retreated back into my skin, and I became Sam Puckett once again. I put my arms through my jacket sleeves and walked back to Bushwell Plaza.

"Hey again!" I called, walking through the door.

"Hey Sam." Carly said suspiciously.

"Sorry, had some business to take care of." I laughed. Though I was back in human form, my acute sense of hearing, smell, and sight did not leave. That was kind of an advantage I guess. Somewhere to the west, I heard a scream. Dammit.

"Whoops, look at the time." I said nervously, "I better be getting home." I said edging towards the door. Before either of them could answer, I ran out the door. I was pumped and ready to do my job.

Okay guys, I thought that went pretty well! The next chapter will be up soon. But I wanna ask all you artists out there something. I want you guys to draw a picture of Sam in wolf form. The top three will get a special place on my profile! So show me what you got! Thanks for reading!

=Jamie