Image of the Beast
By the Elder Barry Erctwo@aol.com
Lions, Wolves & Lycans ... ON MY!


Image of the beast

(Lions and Wolves and Lycans ... On my))

Bobbie Lee Lupu was envious of her older much bigger much stronger
twin-brothers; Harry and Garry. She resented their size, their strength, and
their athletic process. She stood a mere five feet ninety pounds, whereas her
six foot six inch football playing brothers towered over her.

Each sibling, who weighed three times more than she, lorded their physical
superiority over their little sister and good naturedly teased her despite her
protestations. However, the brothers were more than just protective of their
little sister. No one at school would ever dare to give Bobbie a bad time; she
was a member of the 'protective species.' She was someone who was not to be
trifled with and everyone in school knew it.

Despite her diminutive size Bobbie was athletic enough and strong enough and
tenacious enough, even as a freshman, to earn a spot on the school's varsity
cross county team. The first day of practice, the entire team ran the 5K (3.1
mile) course against one another. She shocked her coaches and teammates by
posting a time of just under 17.00 minutes, a time that would have easily
placed her among the elite high school female runners in the state and first
on her team.

Her prouder than proud big brothers stormed the field, lifted her up on their
shoulders, and triumphantly paraded the tiny tike around the school campus
singing 'We are the Champions" which was a bit premature but likely a portent
of things to come.

The boys, when bragging to their parents about their sister. They couldn't
stop extoling her prowess. That night she slept contentedly arising at first
light. As was her everyday ritual she slipped out of her night-shirt and
critically evaluated her fourteen year old body.

At five feet tall Bobbie was too short for her liking. She had yet to even
approximate breasts looking more like a skinny boy. However, when she flexed
her arms one could discern burgeoning solid biceps the size of which would
have surprised even her closest friends. She was most proud of her legs; solid
muscular diamond shaped calves with somewhat overly muscled thighs.

After her morning ablutions and a quick shower Bobbie headed out for her daily
five mile run. Today she would take the path leading up to the hilly forest
area overlooking her home. Later on, she would hit the exercise room in their
basement; the boys should be finished with their workout by then and she would
have unfettered access to the weights. She would have more than enough time to
get to her afternoon advanced Jujitsu class.

Half way up the hill Bobbie heard strange animal like sounds emanating from
behind her. In order for her to hear better she stopped in her tracks,
something she would not normally do. She listened intently to the rustling
sounds coming from the bushes and trees; she suspected that an animal of some
sort was stalking her.

She secreted herself behind a tree and scanned the ground for a possible
weapon finding only a broken branch of inconsequential heft, hardly a weapon
she would have chosen for herself but for now it would have to do.

Suddenly an indistinguishable blur leaped into to the air, landing in the
middle of the clearing.

It looked like a wolf but she knew that was highly unlikely, wolves were not
indigenous to this part of the state. Even so, Bobbie knew one thing ... if it
looked a wolf ... walked like a wolf ... growled like a wolf, it was unlikely
to be a DUCK.

Suddenly the large wolf, likely weighing a 110 pounds or more, rose up on its
hind legs and began to slowly saunter his way towards her. She clutched her
weapon, the branch, and readied herself. Rather than hide behind the tree
Bobbie Lee prepared herself for the inevitable confrontation and stepped out
into the clearing giving herself more space in which to maneuver. She yelled
and screamed at the beast hoping to scare it away.

The big wolf, still standing on his hind legs, leaped at her with mouth agape
baring its predatory fang like teeth. She instinctively improvised and lodged
the branch into its mouth momentarily preventing the beast from biting down.

She grabbed the lunging wolf's fury mane with both hands. Using the beast's
own momentum, she executed a perfectly timed jujitsu throw sending the
startled animal head-over-heels into the base of a tree momentarily stunning
the large canine. She intuitively understood that once the crazed beast
regained its equilibrium it would attack her again ... So, rather than run
away the spunky teen took the fight to him.

First, Bobbie Lee employed her superior grappling skills by attempting a
submission hold that had worked well for her in the past; she was planning on
breaking at least one of the animal's limbs. She skillfully executed an arm
bar lock by placing her strong legs across the animal's chest making sure to
place one of its front legs between her over-muscled thighs forcing its elbow
joint against her hip. However, once she applied pressure the powerful beast
howled in pain and began to furiously squirm and kick and churn its three free
legs nimbly twisting itself free from her.

Back on their feet they each eyed the other. While she was contemplating her
next move the perplexed wolf stood motionless; its incandescent red eyes were
staring a hole right through undoubtably planning its next move.

She recalled a statement made by Mike Tyson, the former heavy weight champion
of the world, who once said ... Everyone has a plan until they get punched in
the face. Bobbie Lee took the champ at his word and began to pepper the
animal's large snout with a number of short but stinging left jabs and right
hooks causing the beast's red eyes to tear up.

The adrenaline-fueled teenaged girl confidently but stupidly shoved her hands
into the mouth of the beast trying to pry its mandibles apart thus breaking
his jaw and likely killing the damn thing on the spot. However, Bobbie wasn't
near strong enough and the beast pulled away from her nipping at her as it did
so.

She pounced on the off-balance beast unleashing well placed karate chops and
elbow strikes as well as powerful taekwondo and Muay Thai kicks. She
tentatively but forcefully grabbed, twisted, and squeezed the wolf's testicles
and penis. The beast howled in obvious pain, snapped at her again, and ran
away with his literal tail between his legs.

Watching the beast retreat was a huge relief for her; its whining and yelping
was music to her ears. From the onset Bobbie Lee had expected to die. She
sighed a huge sigh of relief as she watched the beast limping away.

Bobbie Lee Greco was somewhat amused by one aspect of the encounter the
fourteen year old virgin had never imagined that her first experience with a
penis would be with an 8 to 9" wolf cock.

Before heading down the hill to the clinic located in the little townlet that
served her gated community Bobbie, using her headband carefully wrapped her
forearm stemming the seeping blood flow as best she could.

"I was attacked by a wolf." She detailed her encounter with the beast as best
she could and asked the doctor if she needed a preventive rabies' vaccination.

"Miss Lupu." Doctor Person explained that rabies infections were quite rare.
He recommended medical observation and an aggressive anti-biotic regimen. He
assured the concerned teen that ...

"Wolves are not indigenous to this area." He administered a
post-exposure-vaccine. He applied disinfectant and bandages. "Go home,
occasionally take your temperature, and eat a big meal. He offered her a
reassuring smile. "The animal that attacked you was likely a big dog."

"Bet me." She responded sarcastically.

Once home Bobbie Lee treated herself to a long hot shower letting the scalding
water cascade down her well-tanned body. As she toweled off, she inspected her
body in the mirror visualizing her budding breasts and her somewhat larger
biceps.

She headed for the kitchen to rustle up some food; just following the doctor's
orders. She grabbed up a two-pound package of raw hamburger meat, ripped it
apart, added copious amounts of chopped onions and ketchup and then without
giving it a second thought, she greedily devoured all of it using only her
bare hands.

"What the hell are you doing?" Her two brothers had watched her gobbling down
raw meat which was an odd occurrence for anyone, particularly an avid
vegetarian.

"Guys, listen up." She held up her bandaged forearm explaining in great detail
her encounter with the wolf.

"More likely a big dog, right." Harry and Garry spoke up in unison.

"No ... It was a fucking wolf." She stamped her foot in disgust. "I know the
difference."

The twins pretended to agree with their sister and insisted that Bobbie Lee
accompany them and their parents on their long planned road trip to Southern
California for the USC football USC. She politely declined stating her desire
to remain at home to train.

Alone in the house Bobbie decided to investigate the possible ramifications of
her wolf bite. Until she, an avid vegetarian, began to crave raw meat she had
never given any credence to werewolf mythology. However, today Bobbie googled
werewolf and 'learned' that according to European folklore a werewolf is a
beast that is half human and half wolf often referred to as a lycanthrope, a
beast to whom the condition is either hereditary or attributed to the bite of
another werewolf.

Being of Romanian descent Bobbie Lee Lupu remembered the disturbing tales of
her people's superstitions with regard to the existence of lycanthropes
(werewolves) from her now diseased paternal grandmother. Even as young child
Bobbie realized those ancient stories were to be accepted as fanciful
entertainment but never to be taken literally.

If she hadn't been gnawing on the bone of a raw two-pound Rib-eye steak at the
time, she would have laughed at the very thought of a werewolf ... but now ...
not so much. She continued her search of the internet learning that werewolves
originated in Eastern Europe (specifically Romania) they run in packs adhering
to the dictates of the strongest and most powerful Alpha Werewolf easily
identified by its red eyes.

Bobbie remembered the glowing red eyes of the wolf that had bitten her now
even more concerned that she may have been infected. She relocated herself to
the kitchen in order to clean up. When she started to put the plates and
utensils her brothers had left unwashed in the sink, she felt a severe burning
sensation in her right hand. She dropped the knife she had been holding and
inspected her hand which was burnt and blistered but inexplicably healing at
an accelerated rate.

She took a close look at the knife and her suspicions were immediately
validated. The kitchen knife was sterling silver, her mom's favorite
possession; a gift from her long deceased grandmother. Bobbie recalled that
the internet claimed that silver was harmful to and potentially fatal to
werewolves.

Back at her computer Bobbie verified that as being true. The wolf in its human
form is usually found in a business ownership role or a supervisorial
position. Accordingly, she searched further looking for local businesses owned
by Eastern Europeans finding nothing of note until she zeroed in on a
traveling 'gypsy' carnival set-up just outside the city limits.

After packing a few 'essentials' Bobbie Lee Lupu drove her brothers' car to
the fairgrounds, paid a $5.00 entrance fee, and started looking around. She
could her music coming from the make shift pavilion packed with several
thousand gyrating music fans. The vibrant music was a mash-up of two songs
'Twist and Shout' and 'La Bamba'. The hard-rock group was a pretty decent
Bruce Springsteen cover band and the crowd was singing along ... Bamba-Bamba
... Bamba-Bamba ...

The rest of the fairgrounds were completely deserted so Bobbie headed for the
bandstand where she was confronted by a 500-pound lion, a fucking lion that
was growling while blocking her way. She dropped her valise and assumed a
defensive karate stance; she knew not what else to do.

The big cat was slowly circling her, stalking her as if she were dinner.
Suddenly, without preamble the animal leapt at her with jaws at the ready.
Just as with the wolf in the woods Bobbie expertly sidestepped the lion,
grabbed him by the mane, and flung him several yards away from her, more than
several yards.

Bobbie felt strong pleasantly surprised by the distance the lion flew. He was
back on his feet within seconds closing the ground between them in no time.
Undeterred, Bobbie leg whipped the animal dropping him to the ground where he
attempted to rise to his feet but Bobbie was too quick for him. She pounced on
the beast leveling devasting right and lefthanded punches to its head and face
and body causing the confused beast to howl in pain.

Using both of her strong hands Bobbie again grabbed the animal's mane this
time repeatedly slamming its head off the ground until it managed to pull away
from her cutches and scramble to its feet roaring menacingly.

In a matter of seconds Bobbie legged whipped the surprised beast once and
again. She grabbed its hind legs and ruthlessly twisted and snapped each
leaving the 'king of the jungle' helplessly writhing on the ground eligible
for an appearance on a Jerry Lewis' telethon.

She tenderly looked into its pained desperate eyes and compassionately broke
the animal's neck putting the big cat out of its misery.

"Lupu my dear." She spun herself around to the sounds of rhythmic clapping.
"That was fantastic. You make your countryman proud and happy."

"Yeah, okay." She unconsciously kneaded her left biceps shocked by its girth
and hardness. "Who the hell are you?"

"My name is Boris Adolfo Ostrythe." His smile was more like a sneer than a
friendly welcoming one. "I own this traveling circus and the priceless lion
you just killed."

"Bill me." She lowered her eyes. "Seriously, I'm sorry I had to kill him."

"Leo."

"What?"

"His name was Leo." Boris bowed his head displaying respect. "I named him
myself. You know. After the zodiac sign."

"Again, I'm sorry but I had no choice. He attacked me."

"I know. I saw. I'm going to my office." He smiled a more welcoming smile this
time. "Would you like to join me?

"Yeah, sure." She picked up her valise and smiled back resisting the obvious
comedic retort ... 'Join you? Why are you coming apart?'

"Sit." Boris pointed to a chair positioned in front of a large desk.

"Lupu is a Romanian name is it not."

"Yeah. My grandparents were born in the old country." She removed a thermos
from her valise and pointed to the microwave oven located in the corner behind
him. "That makes me second generation Romanian."

"And that makes me happy." This time Boris offered a more than welcoming
smile. He explained in great detail how he and his staff at each stop would
meticulously scour the names of the local residence looking for Romanian
people ... searching for like-minded folks who might wish to join with us.

"Lupu, did you know yours is the only Romanian family in the area? "

"No, I didn't." She didn't like where this conversation seemed to be heading.

"May I?" She was clearly asking permission to heat up her coffee.

She moved behind Boris to the microwave but she didn't use it; that had never
been her plan. On her way to the fair, she had stopped at CBS store and
purchased the three bottles of structured silver solution purported to serve
as an immune booster. She wasn't interested in that, what she was interested
in was the liquid silver solution which she used to fill her thermos.

"Feel Free." He continued with his well-practiced recruitment speech until he
felt a painful burning sensation on the back of his neck and on his face. The
sensation was more annoying than painful, but it was distracting.

She viciously thrust the blade of her stainless-steel kitchen knife into the
base of Boris's neck driving the blade as deep into the cranial base as
possible hoping to severe the spinal column facilitating almost instant death.

Her thrust came close to killing Boris but instead left him paralyzed offering
the opportunity to speak with the Alpha Wolf. With his dying breath he
congratulated her on her victory calming explaining to her that she was now
the head of the family responsible for the care of each and every one of the
members of the local lycanthrope community.

"Mult noric." With his dying breath Boris wished her luck.

A confused, already bigger and stronger fourteen-year-old Bobbie Lee Lupu left
the camp grounds in a hurry knowing her life would never be the same again.

Image of the Beast ... by The Elder Barry ... 2875 words ...