[Garou]

[flamma-lupus.livejournal.com]

( It is a dark and stormy night... )

He chose...unwisely

[nadriel.livejournal.com]

Matthew hurried back to where his master waited. He had considered everything and come to a decision. His lord would be proud of his decision, he was sure.

When he arrived at the desolate house that his master currently inhabited, he saw him looking at an image of something- it looked like one of those brainstorming session charts that some people used to do plans. As Matthew approached, Jack waved a hand and the image disappeared. Matthew suppressed a surge of envy- soon, such power would be within his grasp.

"So, you have made your decision, then". It was not a question.

"Yes, master. I will become your childe, and show the world my power."

"I see. A pity", said Jack, without any emotion.

Matthew tried to speak, to ask what his master meant. But suddenly, he found he could not draw breath. Focussing his will, he called upon the powers that he had already learnt at his master's feet, and for a few seconds, air moved through his lungs again.

"But why?", he gasped out, as his lungs once again seemed to stop working.

"I would tell you to ask my sire...except I devoured him over 200 years ago", Jack replied.

As the blackness at the edge of his vision slowly expanded to fill his sight, and the buzzing in his ears grew louder, he reflected bitterly that, in the end, nothing had really changed...