Hi everyone! Welcome to my newest Fanfic! First of all, I HATE TWILIGHT. But, I always loved the idea of werewolves because wolves are my favorite animal. My inspiration comes from that one animated Alvin and the chipmunks movie. I remember watching it when I was little and I had to watch it again when I say it on Netfix last week! I was just like "Fuck it, I'm making a Style fic!".

Running. This is all Stan could do. It was midnight when the boy in the brown coat was being chased by a beast in the shadows. It was a dog, a very big one.

It was almost... Wolflike...

The canine had spotted the Marsh child while prowling the streets. Unfortunately for Stan, this dog was hungry.

This creature seemed to big to be a mere stray. As Stan ran down the streets, he fell. The boy's knee was scratched and the dog lunged itself at the child. Quickly, Stan moved and the beast missed. The terrified child jumped to his feet, and fled. The animal was not far behind.

Like a furry shark that lives on land, the beast was even more hungry from the smell of blood coming from the boy's knee. Stan Marsh was fast, but the animal was gaining speed quickly. He could barely make out the color, but it's pure white fangs were easy to spot. It's claws were so long and sharp, you could hear them hitting the ground as it ran after its prey.

The beast was so close now that it was just out of reach of the child's ankles. In an act of panic and pure terror, Stan pulled his right foot forward and swung it back, hitting the dog's nose as hard as he could. It's yelp was more of a roar as it stopped for only a few seconds- a few seconds that Stan used to his advantage.

He got far ahead, but still had to be quick. The boy ran to the Broflovski house.

Randy and Sharon Marsh were on vacation and couldn't take their son, so Sheila volunteered to let Stan stay over until they got back to Colorado.

Desperately, the boy turned the doorknob, it was locked. The monstrous dog approached the porch.

The horrified child pounded on the door, screaming for help. The dog roughly the size of a small car, lunged itself at the boy once more... It didn't miss this time.

It sunk its razor sharp teeth deep into the boy's forearm. It pulled, attempting to rip it off. The child screamed out in horrible pain.

Suddenly the porch light turned on. A loud yelp came out of the dog, it then ran from the light whimpering.

Stan was sobbing in pain as Kyle was helped his friend inside the house. The redhead let Stan lay on the couch as he went upstairs to wake his mother.

Sheila did not like being woken up, but she was always there to help save her bubbie from trouble. Stan took off his brown jacket and Sheila wrapped some bandages tightly around the open cuts. As the bandages wrapped, Stan winced from the pain. The protective mother wiped away Stan's tears and told him everything was going to be ok.

He couldn't sleep that night. He was deep into thought. Stan simply stared out the window, listening to the soft snores of his friend with the light of the full moon shining down on his black hair.

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