Title: From Mobster, To Savage Beast
Rating: PG-13 for language
Author: Vero NotWhatWhat
Summary: When Babyface Morales and his gang went to stuff a body, he gets lost and changes his life forever.
On a cold night in October, Babyface Morales, notoriously known as the most vicious killer in America, just had killed a man for threatening his girlfriend with a Swiss knife at the Purple Pelican, the local hangout in Malibu. He couldn't believe his eyes but stepped up to defend her by shooting the man in his left rib, and died on the spot.
He and his gang had drove up to the dark woods to bury the body in the cold, rugged earth. As they got out of the car, Babyface ordered Vince, one his members, to bury the body as quick as he can. Hesitantly, Vince shook his head and grabbed the shovel from the trunk.
"Are you sure bout this, babyface?" "What if someone will see us?" Vince asked as he adjusted his hat from his head.
"Look, I don't fuckin' give a damn. Just dig or I'll make you join with the bastard, ya got it?!" Babyface roared. "I'm gonna go out to see if anyone sees us, so calm the hell down and dig!"
As Vince followed the young mobster's orders, Babyface went out further into the woods as he reached for his pocket to which it contained a Desert Eagle, fully loaded in case if someone actually, was watching him and the gang.
"What a bunch of idiots, especially Vince. He can't even fuckin' figure out what 2 + 2 is." Babyface growled.
In a distance, he heard a female voice, and it was none other than his girlfriend, Ronnie. Have I told you that it's not Ruby? Well, Ruby and Babyface gave up on each other because she couldn't stand his ways, but BACK TO THE STORY!
"Frederick!! WAIT!" She yelled as she ran for the young mobster.
Babyface turned around with a enraged look on his face. "HOW MANY TIMES, RONNIE THAT MY NAME IS FUCKIN' BABYFACE, NOT FREDERICK!" he roared once again.
"Frederick" was his real name when he and Ronnie first met.
"Sorry..." Ronnie looked down as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"I-It's alright, babe. Guess I lost it, didn't I?" Babyface used his thumb to wipe her tears away, along with a kiss on her forehead.
"It's dangerous here, Ronnie. Ya have to go back with Tony and Vince." He said lowly.
"But I'm afraid you'll get hurt again, Babyface.. And I don't appreciate it one bit.." Ronnie sighed.
"I know, but it's for my own good. Now you take care of yourself and run back quickly, alright?"
Ronnie took her hand and ran it through Babyface's brown hair and kissed him on his cheek, lips, and especially his sweet-scented neck.
"Be careful, baby." She smiled as she ran off.
"I will. Don't ya worry about me." Babyface said quietly as he headed further into the woods.
As he was walking around the woods, the young gang-lord could hear the crunches of the fallen leaves from the tall oak trees. It seemed too perfect at this very night, and Babyface then, was soon suspicious about it.
"God damn it, I'm fuckin' lost now!" He punched the tree trunk with his fist. "Guess I should've listened to Ronnie..." he whispered as he saw a white dog in front of him, wagging its tale, smiling happily.
"'Ey little buddy, what are ya doing here in a place like this?" Babyface walked further to the dog and crouched on his knees. (WHAT, HE ALSO HAS A SOFT SIDE SO SHUT UP!)
"I guess I gotta take ya-" Without any warning, the dog sank its K-9 teeth into his skin, giving it a deep flesh wound with his blood dripping from his hand.
"GOD DAMN IT!" he yelled as the dog ran away. "YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR THIS YA SON OF A BITCH!"
Examining his hand, he scoffed and stood up. "It's just a bite, nothin' to worry about" he said carelessly and looked up at the sky, to which the clouds had moved apart for the full moon to shine.
Babyface tried to find his away back to his gang, until the moon shone behind him.
"Why t-the hell do I feel so weird?" He felt a tingly sensation throughout his body, it felt funny at first, but it soon become a growing pain.
He fell on to his knees once again when his hat fell off, but didn't care due to the growing pain inside him. He placed two hands on his head as he moaned in agony.
First, his eyes became yellow, like a wolf. Next, he felt his teeth, becoming sharp like a dog.... (SORRY I'M BAD A DESCRIPTIONS.) As he also yelped out in pain, he could feel that claws had also grew to his hands and feet. His ears also, became pointy like a jackal.
With his voice becoming deeper than before, "THAT WAS NO ORDINARY D-DOG!! IT WAS A FUCKIN' WEREWOLF!".. And those were his final words as the transformation kept on going.
He felt fur growing on top of his skin, which was grey to be exact, and soon afterwards, his suit had been ripped and tattered, nothing else.
Standing on fours, he howled loudly, waiting to be heard.. The animals, the wolves, and especially his gang..
Babyface was no longer the Mobster he was, he was now, A WEREWOLF!!!
His gang doesn't even know what's coming for them.. Especially his girlfriend..
Poor, poor Ronnie.. :(
