Tuesday, June 5, 2012

The Werewolf Complex - Lycanthropy (short story)

'this matter is by the decree of the watchers, and the demand by the word of the holy ones'
(daniel 4:17)

the beginning sequence in the opening scene you will see a rapid stream of images in succession depicting the historical and mythological accounts and reports of werewolves. the last image shown will be of a werewolf howling out into the moon lit night.

1. a howling risewe see a boy, rather grimly looking, awakening in his bed to the sound of a loud horn that resembles the howling of a wolf (like in the beginning sequence). this howling noise is made each morning echoing from inside their mansion-like house to call the boy down for breakfast. slowly and ever so dramatically the boy gets off his bed and heads out his bedroom through the hall down the two flight of stairs; one by one, creak by creak. upon arriving at the bottom of the steps he turns left past the hall through the door inside the kitchen and takes a seat at the table just as his mom is serving the food. before they eat his dad asks the boy to say grace. they all hold hands and close their eyes as the boy speaks:

our father i art in heaven,
hallowed be my name
my kingdom come
my will be done....

the dad interrupts the boy in his prayer

....your will be done
on earth as it is in heaven
give us this day our daily bread
and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us
lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil
for thine is the kingdom the power and the glory 
forever and ever
amen

dad: whats the matter with you boy?! are they not teaching you at that christian school how to say a simple prayer....
boy:...........................
mom: don't exasperate him you know he's taking them pills.
dad: pills or no pills we can't be having our child speaking blasphemy right in our holy presences...presence.
boy: you can't even speak you old hag

faster than lightning the dad smacks the boy in the face which causes blood to fly onto the walls.

dad: look at who's talking you mute of a child. if i wanted a kid who couldn't speak i'd just adopt a stuffed animal!
mom: can we ever have a nice.........calm.....morning without fighting. i don't have to put up with this you know i can leave at any moment.
boy: which reminds me i should be going now (speaking to himself) 

dad: oh, so you're like one of those heathen women now. we gotsa holy covenant. god don't like no divorce you heard. keep yo marriage vows sugah. (jokingly)
mom: oh, please stop it. don't get all mushy with me pal. (in a laughing manner)

2: into the storm:

when the boy goes outside to catch the bus he sees it had already passed and was headed down the street so he decides to walk to school by taking a short cut through the woods. overestimating his sense of direction the boy gets lost along the way. half way through the forest a intense thunderstorm develops and drenches the boy in rain soaking his clothes with water. luckily there were flashes of lightning that ripped through the dark sky allowing him a little space to see where he was going. upon arriving to the school he bangs on his classroom window just as a loud thunderous noise breaks the sound barrier scaring the entire classroom. the teacher lets him in through the side door as all his classmates stare at him with his clothes all drenched in water dampening the floor while he shuffles to his seat.

teacher: as we were discussing, before our usual daily interruption...
kid 1: (coughs) water boy
teacher: ....the science of metamorphosis. for those who weren't here....
kid 2: (coughs) homeless bum

the class laughs in unison 

teacher: alright alright enough with the antics. as i was saying. the science of metamorphosis is defined as 'a profound change in form from one stage to the next in the life history of an organism'. can anybody give me a example?
kid 3: like when a caterpillar turns into a butterfly....
teacher: correct! anyone else?
boy: or when man turns into a god.....
kid 1: wierrrddoo
teacher: lets not deter our classmates. we accept creative answers although that wasn't exactly what i was looking for. it was good enough. looks like our time is up. for your homework i want you to read chapter four on the anatomy of animals. i expect everyone to be on time and ready to participate. you are dismissed. 

2. the terror by day:  

just as the boy leaves the classroom for lunch period before he could walk down the hall into the cafeteria a group of other kids knock the books out of his hands, circle him round about, pick him up sideways, throw him into the women's bathroom and tie him up to the urinal.

kid 1: so you think you're a god aye.
kid 2: let us test your power.

the three kids unzip their pants

kid 3: can you control the weather? it might get a little wet in here. 

the three kids start peeing on the boy as he struggles to break free

kid 1: make the rain stop if you are a god.

the boy starts growling and making sharp noises resembling the sound of lighting strikes and thunderous claps.

kid 2: are the gods mad?

they finished urinating on the boy at the height of his anger.

kid 3: come on...lets go he ain't no god. 

kid 1: you're right. he's just a wanna be delusional prick.

the three kids leave the boy tied up in the women's bathroom. shortly after some girls come in to find him tied up to the urinal and instead of helping they report him to the principal with unfavorable stories not until after completely covering his face in girl make up and stripping him of his clothing to incur greater humiliation for his invasion of their holy sanctuary. the principal then requests the janitor to go untie and bring the boy to his office. 

as the janitor opens the women's restroom door

janitor: how do you always get yourself in these predicaments?
boy: if i were a god this wouldn't have happened. 
janitor: one doesn't need to be a god to escape these troubles.
boy: the god of the bible is able to have his will be done. why can't i?
janitor: even the god of the bible is peed on and made a public spectacle of.
boy: well i shall be a greater god.

as they leave the bathroom and head down the hall to the principals office

janitor: (laughs) such imaginations for a young boy. best you keep your humility. ever heard of the story of king nebuchadnezzar.
boy: no
janitor: lets just say the man turned into a beast by a decree of the angels because he was full of pride. 
boy: sort of like metamorphosis?
janitor: actually worse than that. metamorphosis denotes a change in a lower form to a higher form whereas with king nebuchadnezzar he went from a human to a lowly beast just like the arch angel lucifer who was thrown out of heaven and made to eat dust on the earth. this my friend is what you call devolution. that is the opposite of evolution. and i would advise you not to go down that path.
boy: i'll do whatever i will. that is my code of conduct.
janitor: okay, don't say i didn't warn you.

they arrive at the principals office greeted by the boys parents. the boy sits down with his mom and dad facing the principal and the janitor closes the door.

boy: i am innocent i tell you!
principal: don't speak!
mom: listen to him!                                                        
principal: this is the fifth time this week you have gotten into trouble. everybody at the school has bad things to say about you..
boy: they are all filthy liars and degenerate humans!
dad: boy i'm gonna smack you up to high heaven if you don't stop. 
principal: we are a institution that believes in respecting one another. what you've just spoken about your fellow peers is offensive. the reports of your misconduct out weigh your own testimony. i think its best a temporary suspension will help smooth the tension between you and your classmates.
dad: what kind of tension?
principal: i'm not sure if you've noticed but your son seems to have this god complex in all of his social interactions and behavior which has consequently caused this isolation from the rest of his peers.
dad: (rather reluctantly) yes, we know.
mom: he had a very imaginative childhood growing up. we didn't want to stump that creativity. 
principal: have you ever tried psychiatric medication to help balance this elaborate mind of his?
mom: we have in the past but it wasn't working.
principal: well i think its time you start revisiting this issue before it gets more serious.
dad: we actually are consulting with a priest on these matters.
principal: yes that's good, whatever method or procedure it takes. i am giving you a month to work things out and try again. if any other problems persist we will have to have your son expelled permanently. 
mom: thank you principal!
dad: we will do our best! 

it is nearing evening time as the boy and his parents leave out the principals office. they ride home with not a word between any of them. as they get home another car is waiting in their drive way.

dad: must be the priest. he is here rather early. 
boy: why is the priest at our house?
dad: we're just gonna have a little talk with him.
mom: i thought you said we would discuss things over before making decisions. 
dad: i had to call him last minute. besides i forgot to take communion last sunday.
mom: all we need is more trouble in the house. you know he was rumored to have slept with....
dad: (nervously cuts her off) alrrrright, its been a long day lets hurry up inside. its getting dark.

3: the terror by night:

boy: look, it's a full moon tonight!
mom: hasn't been one like that in ages.
dad: enough star gazing lets hurry! 

as the boy walks in the house with his parents the priest stares him down. 

priest: is that him?


the mom looks offended

dad: (laughs in suprise) not to be so obvious there holy man. care for some coffee?  (escorting him to the kitchen)

as the boy is about to walk up the stairs 

mom: you don't want anything to eat before heading up to your room?
boy: its been a long day. think i might just get some rest. 
mom: okay, don't forget to say your prayers. 
boy: i sure will 
mom: and wash off that make up on your face. you look like a beauty queen. (jokingly)
boy: (laughs) okay

the priest opens his ministerial briefcase on the kitchen table as the boy's parents look on in dreaded curiosity.  

priest: so you were saying? 
dad: well our son has been getting into a lot of trouble in school lately and has recently been suspended for a month. we need advice as how to help him change his ways.
priest: is he a part of the church?
mom: yes, but he doesn't attend anymore.
priest: why?
dad: ahem...how can we put this.
mom: he believes that he is god.
priest: with such a case like this we usually don't resort to such drastic measures but since your time is limited i have one method that can help.
mom: we'll do anything.
priest: excommunication from the church
dad: what is that?
priest: apostle paul says in first corinthians fifth chapter fifth verse to deliver such a unrepentant sinner unto satan for the destruction of his flesh so that his spirit may be saved in the day of the lord jesus.  
mom: isn't he kinda young for that?
dad: we have no other choice.
priest: either this or contact one of those useless doctors. if you're not sure please excuse me i have a mass to conduct?

as the priest is getting up preparing to leave

mom: wait, we will do it. 
priest: here now?
dad: yes, we just want to get this over with. please priest can you perform this here?
priest: protocol has us to perform these excommunications at the church but i sense your urgency. i will deviate from the required stipulations this one time.
mom: how do we begin?

the priest lights some incense and candles while opening the window blinds welcoming the night. holding a bible he then begins with these words:

'for I have received of the Lord that which also I delivered unto you, that the Lord Jesus the same night in which he was betrayed took bread: and when he had given thanks, he brake it, and said, take, eat: this is my body, which is broken for you: this do in remembrance of me.'

at this same time the boy is upstairs on his knees saying his prayers
our father i art in heaven,
hallowed be my name
my kingdom come
my will be done....

the priest continues in his prayer:

'after the same manner also he took the cup, when he had supped, saying, this cup is the new testament in my blood: this do ye, as oft as ye drink it, in remembrance of me.'

the boy finishes his prayer upstairs
....on earth as it is in heaven
i give this day my daily bread
and i forgive them their trespasses as they forgive those who trespass against them
i lead them not into temptation but deliver them from evil
for mine is the kingdom the power and the glory 
forever and ever
amen

the priest continues his prayer downstairs

'for he that eateth and drinketh unworthily, eateth and drinketh damnation to himself, not discerning the Lord's body. for this cause many are weak and sickly among you, and many sleep.' 

the boy then falls asleep upstairs on his knees as the priest finishes his prayer downstairs.

'for if we would judge ourselves, we should not be judged. but when we are judged, we are chastened of the Lord, that we should not be condemned with the world.' (1 corinthians 11: 23-32)

out of the sky the white moon goddess descends into the boys room in a small ball of light emanating all around. this luminous sphere of light forms into a provocative and seductive woman. the boy wakes up to see a extremely beautiful woman in his room. fear and confusion immediately leaves him where lust and sexual desire overwhelmingly takes over as the woman slowly approaches the boy he is drawn as if magnetically into her for a kiss. before their lips touch the woman fiercely bites the boy on the neck with her razor sharp teeth causing him to fall back in agonizing pain.... 

a loud shriek is heard upstairs

priest: what the devil was that?
mom: could only be our son.
dad: no one else is in the house right?

they all head toward the stairs 

mom: let me turn on the lights

the power is out  

mom: the electricity isn't working..
dad: can't be i paid this months bill 

the priest grabs the candles

priest: we will walk in the light of the lord

as they all head upstairs the priest recites a scripture:

'thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day...'
....then the woman turns into a frightful wolf like beast: hairy and ravenous, vicious and evil. she slowly backs up while grinning in pleasure seeing him in pain. then she turns back into a bright white ball of light and flys out the window back up into the moon leaving a sparkle in the sky and a howling in the night. realizing his fate the boy screams almost howls in terror as his body starts to transform/morp into a beast.

the priest continues his recitation as another shriek is heard even louder than before: 

'nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.'

priest: i want to prepare you two for what we are about to witness might not be your son anymore.
dad: i don't like the sound of that
mom: what are you talking about?! 
priest: i sense a strong demonic presence. we may just have to perform a exorcism. 
mom: i thought you were gonna help us not get our child possessed!
priest: this is all a part of the process.

'there shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. for he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.'

they all reach the boy's bedroom door and hear a faint laughter that makes their bones shiver.

priest: 'hail, mary full of grace, the lord is with thee.'
dad: do you have any holy water?
priest: im afraid not.
dad: then what do you expect to do?
priest: say a prayer.
dad: thats what we've been doing the whole time.
mom: and that's the reason why we're in this mess.  

while the priest and the dad continue talking the mother slips into the room without them knowing to find her son crouched on the ground swaying back and forth with his head to the ground. 

mom: son, whats the matter? we heard some noise up here...

she walks up to her son and touches him on the shoulder. 

priest: wheres your wife?

the dad and the priest hear the mom screaming at the top of her lungs and they rush in to find the boy on top of his mom growling while foaming at the mouth.

priest: in the name of the father, son and the holy ghost i command you demon of hell to come out of that boy!
dad: yea, what he said!

the boy speaks

boy: i am a god you imbecile puny little human. your words mean nothing to me. this boy allowed me to enter him. i have legal right here and will not take orders from you hypocrite!

the boy jumps on the priest, tears off his clothes and throws him against the wall.
mom: in the name of jesus i command you to leave my son now!
dad: yea, what she said!

the boy falls to the ground while shaking. he lets out a few grunts in struggle and howls so loud the windows shatter. 

priest: the spirit has left.
dad: is he dead? he's not moving
mom: son, are you there?

the boy wakes up

boy: what happened?
mom: you've had a rather tragic nightmare but its over now.
dad: that's one heck of a nightmare. 
priest: my job here is done.
mom: you're right about that. don't you ever step in my house again.
dad: he was only trying to help.
mom: i told you we didn't need any more trouble. 
dad: okay, okay. its all over now.

the priest walks out the room with the dad as the mom stays behind to comfort her son.

priest: so before i go, i know i said i'd come over for free but i didn't expect to perform a exorcism.
dad: it was my wife who cast out the demon remember?
priest: yea, but i said the prayers.
dad: your prayers obviously didn't help. now if you don't mind i have a son that needs me.
priest: what if the demon isn't gone?
dad: what are you talking about we saw it leave.
priest: they always come back and when it does you won't have me around. 

as the priest leaves the house he wipes the dust off of his feet as a sign of rejection

boy: i don't feel too well
mom: what hurts?
boy: my neck
mom: let me massage it for a while

the boy lets out a shriek just as before

boy: i feel like someone bit me.
mom: but there's no mark.
boy: it hurts real bad though. im not making this up. i swear! you gotta believe me!
mom: rest your trouble heart my son. let me sing you a song.

don't you be afraid little child the white goddess of the moon will watch over you.
her light will warm your fears and her smile will calm your tears.
don't you be afraid little child the white goddess of the moon will watch over you.

as the mom finishes the song the boy is already fast asleep. then the dad walks in.

dad: did you tell him?
mom: no, lets keep it a secret for a while.
dad: okay good. 
mom: i don't like that priest.
dad: at this moment he probably doesn't like us either.
mom: what were you talking about out there?
dad: oh, nothing much really.
mom: is there anything i should know?
dad: if there was i would tell you.
mom: why do i have a feeling that this is not over.

4. the werewolf complex
 
in the morning thirty minutes has passed since the horn was blown signaling the boy to come down for breakfast so his dad goes up to find where he was. looking around the dad noticed the window opened so he stuck his head outside and saw feet hanging from the roof.

dad: son, how did you get up there?
boy: i climbed. its fun you should do it sometime.
dad: why don't you come down for breakfast?
boy: i already ate.
dad: you ate what?

the boy drops a few bones of a deer's leg 

dad: where did you get that?
boy: i killed it with my bare hands.
dad: thats impossible. did you take my gun again? i won't get mad this time.
boy: i tore out its heart with my teeth. what use is there of a gun?
dad: looks like you're still that imaginative type. although i need you to stop joking around.
boy: im telling the truth.
dad: whatever just come down so nobody sees you.

the boy then jumps off the roof unto the ground

dad: since when does he have all this energy.

the boy goes through the front door and greets his mom

mom: how did you get down here?
boy: i jumped off the roof. 
mom: (blank stare) 
dad: and he apparently killed a deer with his bare hands this morning. do you believe him?
mom: lets see if the psychologist does. you have a appointment in a hour.
boy: well i better get going now.
mom: don't you need a ride?
boy: i should get my exercise. 
dad: don't go killing anymore deer alright.
boy: i don't like the texture of their liver anyways.
mom: what did he say?

with that the boy darts out the door and starts running like a dog on all fours. he passes by his school class window as some of the kids look on in bewilderment. stopping by the city park he runs up to the pond and laps water into his mouth as people look on in disgust. as he nears the psychologist's building he stands back up straight and walks over to the door and rings the bell.

receptionist: hello
boy: would you like me to come in through the door or the window?
receptionist: excuse me?
boy: im here for a appointment. 
receptionist: ah, yes the 9:30. come right in.

the door opens

receptionist: the psychologist will be with you shortly.
boy: okay.

the psychologist enters

psychologist: you're here a bit late
boy: yea, i had to make a few stops.
psychologist: would you like some water?
boy: no, already had some.
psychologist: so from your files it appears you've had some past trouble in school. 
boy: yea, i've recently been suspended.
psychologist: what happened?
boy: i don't want to talk about it. 
psychologist: so it says here that you've suffered a nightmare. can you tell me about that?
boy: i don't remember anything.
psychologist: how have you felt since?
boy: great, i woke up early this morning craving some fresh meat so i went out and killed me some deer.
psychologist: since when did you start hunting?
boy: since today. 
psychologist: something doesn't add up here. how did you kill this deer?
boy: i jumped on its back, tore its heart out and knocked it to the ground. then started eating out its flesh on the spot.
psychologist: (nervously laughs) they told me you have a pretty imaginative mind.
boy: what, you don't believe me? 
psychologist: that's impossible. 
boy: same thing my dad said. let me explain, you see us werewolves...
psychologist: hold up, werewolves?
boy: ....have these things called claws and sharp teeth.
psychologist: you think you're a werewolf? (the psychologist starts laughing uncontrollably)
boy: that's not funny. stop laughing. (in anger)
psychologist: you hardly have any hair on your chinny chin chin (still laughing)
boy: shut up you vile human!
psychologist: you still got the voice of a little girl. (still laughing)
boy: i am a god and you will fear me!
psychologist: i really needed that amusement for today cause i've got tons of other appointments to get to. ill see you next week!

as the psychologist heads toward the door he hears a growl from behind him. turning around he sees the boy crouching on the ground on all four legs. 

boy: let me show you how i killed that deer. then perhaps you will believe me. 

the boy pounces on the man, tears his heart out and eats his flesh from the inside out. the receptionist walks by during the act and starts running away in fear. just as she calls the cops the boy jumps on her shoulders and rips her head off. the boy busts through the window and runs back home on all fours while clutching the woman's head by the hair dangling from his teeth. its not too long before the neighborhood goes into terror and utter shock as word spreads quickly around about the recent killing. just as the boy reaches his house his parents come outside with cops surrounding the perimeters. 

dad: what have you done?!

the boy hands his mom the head

boy: this is what happens when people don't believe in me. 
dad: you were possessed son. we failed to tell you. it wasn't a nightmare and now the demon has come back ten times worse.
mom: what are you talking about? i thought it was gone.
dad: the priest told me that these kind always come back.
mom: thanks so much for not telling me those small details! 

a police officer approaches

police officer: i'm sorry to break this up but we're gonna have to take your son into custody.
mom: but he's mentally ill that's all. has this god complex you see, that has gotten out of hand.
police officer: we will review everything later but he must be removed from the premises. he has become a threat to society. 

some officers then come to hand cuff the boy and he begins to growl. as they lay their hands on him the boy knocks the officers into the air. 

police officer: stand down or i will shoot!
boy: you cannot cage me you inferior being! i am a werewolf and you will see the white goddess of the moon descend from above in blinding white light to carry me home!

just as the boy finishes speaking he howls so loud that the surrounding houses start to shake, the ground begins to rumble, the cars rise up into the air and the sun goes dark revealing the moon. 

police officer: you leave me no other choice  

at this point the police officer shoots the boy in the chest and he instantly falls to the ground along with the cars. the houses stop shaking, the ground stops rumbling and the sun returns in its brilliance. his parents run over to the boy's body in shock. they both start crying wishing they could have done something to help. the mother caresses the boys head and sings to him a song in his dying breath:   
don't you be afraid little child the white goddess of the moon will watch over you.
her light will warm your fears and her smile will calm your tears.
don't you be afraid little child the white goddess of the moon will watch over you.

the boy says his last words

boy: if i were a god this wouldn't have happened.
mom: you are a god my son, you are.

and the boy gives up the ghost

5. the resurrection

during the night the day before the funeral the church's janitor was making his rounds and he heard a loud noise coming from the sanctuary. when he went to search it out he found the casket knocked over and empty. as he looked into the casket he felt a hand on his shoulder. turning around to his utter horror he saw the boy pale as the moon wielding razor sharp teeth and long claws bitter and cold. he had arched eye brows and red eyes full of lust for blood. 

the boy speaks

boy: why do you seek the dead among the living?
janitor: who are you?
boy: prepare to meet your god!

the janitor screams as the boy pounces on him and bites his neck sucking out all his blood leaving him lifeless and dead on the floor. the boy then puts the janitor into the casket.

boy: on this day you will be with me in paradise.

as the boy turns around he starts laughing uncontrollably while lifting off of the ground. a bright ball of light comes through the window and luminous beautiful angelic women surround him as he is raised through the glass ceiling into the air back to the moon from whence he came leaving a sparkle in the sky and a howling in the night.



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