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I had another dream that picks up, right where "Weird ass dream... Even for me." left off at.



It starts in the same surrealistic world that it left off in. I wake up in bed next to the wolfman-deamon-like-hot-guy who I assume turned me into a were-wolf myself. At first we're laying in sheets of red satin. They feel so smooth and deliciously lush against my skin. I grab a fist full and bring it up to my face to watch it shimmer in the early morning sunlight. But when the sheet reaches my eyes its not a sheet anymore. Its a thick, fresh sheen of blood, completely covering my arm, elbow to fist. My first instinct is to be repulsed, or afraid, but it quickly fades away, and a weird sort of lust rises from the appearance of blood against my white flesh. Not just lust, no, worse yet, bliss. Complete and utter bliss over takes me at the sight of all this blood me and my newly aquired lover have spilled into our bed.

'Sure this isnt our blood.' I think to myself. I sit up and look around. There are at least perhaps 30 corpses surrounding the bed. All of them familiar faces, people I'd hated in my former life. People who tormented me, and made life nearly unbearable. I through my head back and cackle like a madwoman, waking my lover.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" He asks rubbing his eyes wearily. I turn to him, and in the blink of an eye I'm on top of him, digging my fingernails into the ivory white skin of his chest, sending his blood running down his sides in rivulets that trace the outline of his side muscles and ribs.

"Nothing. I can't explain it, but I feel as though everything is completely. Everything is as it should be." -As I stare at this man I don't know, but some how love, and have some how been mated to for life, the rest of the res satin sheets melt away into a pool of blood, and everything around us changes and melts with it.

In a pool of hot fresh blood, I look around to observe a room so dark even the hundreds of candles do not relieve the gloom. The blood so deep only our shoulders and top most points stay above the surface, glows incandescent crimson, our skin a bright piercing alabaster white. I look at his hair, worshiping every onyx curl, so dark it shames the gloom around us. My hair shimmering red as the fresh blood around us.

((I dont know by what logic this next part fallow but this is how it happens.))



I grab my lovers locks of black hair and jerk his head to one side and viciously pierce his neck with my k9s. I lap at the blood lovingly for a moment before stepping back and watching small drops of his blood make their way to the pool. The pool is now slowly draining, and is at our wastes, but the blood doesn't cling to us. We're perfectly clean as it drains away. I look at him in the eyes and my expression goes deadly calm.

"You will serve me 'my love' until the day I rip the heart from your chest. I establish now our pack. From this blood, my enemies shall become my children, and worship me."

Like in most bad sci-fi movies the blood forms globs of red jelly, the globs of jelly turn into wolf-people, and then humans. All of them, the dead people that were surrounding the bed. The people I hated.



The dream flashes forward to some point in time where I am performing a ritual to put myself back in the realm I actually came from. The realm of reality. I guess after alot of research I confirmed that I wouldnt lose my powers after returning to reality.



In the world or reality Im back to where I currently live. West Virginia. We're all in this big house some where out in the woods, on a mountain side that looks down on the town I live in. So we arent too far out of town, but far enough to be left alone I guess. Me and my whole pack live in this big, fancy, dark, crypt like house. Its beautiful and dark at the same time.

We're slowly taking over the county we live in. subtly so as to not raise alarm in the rest of the state. I go to work as I normally would. Do a good job like a normally do, and to my human friends nothing has changed. I even keep the same apartment in case my human friends want to hang out, and I dont want them to know about my mansion outside of town.



One day, I dont know why but Im having a bad day. We're really busy and I cant seem to keep everything preped for grill line. They keep running out of things as fast as i make them, and i cant keep up. im working hard though, and doing a damned good job.



However, it was seem my bosslady thinks Im being lazy and tells me so. I get so angry to fast I tell her I want to speak to her in the office immediately. She protests that we're busy and she cant indulge my childishness. i remind her it is against the law for her to refuse to speak me in the office when I request it.



Once in the office I close the curtain over the window and grab her by the throat. the office is sound proof and I am very very aware of it. I bash her head in the cement wall over and over until the blood oozes from her ears, eyes, nose, and mouth. Barely alive in my arms she stares at me, with a pleading 'Why?' look in her eyes. I cackle and latch onto her neck like a leach, I take a small savoring drink of her life before releasing her.

"You've been Marked. Your mine now." I cackle like a madwoman for a long moment as I look down at her shaking frightened form. I snap my fingers and everything I did to her, seems to happen in reverse. slowly painfully, until she's healed. I grab the front of her shirt and hoist her to her feet and start giving her instructions on what she's going to do today before leaving.



The restaurant runs a lot smoother that day with her actually helping everyone out and doing her job. After that i intruct her to step down as general manager, give the position to Angela, and appoint me new Assistant Manager.

"what will I do then?" she asked me.

"You will be a shift leader, and work the floor like the rest of the servers!"



After that I eventually schemed my way into General Management, and then District Management...



After a span of 20 year I owned everything in this county, and surrounding counties. From there I spread til the state was mine...



Then it all spun forward, and I was running...



Running through the trees, across creeks, logs, small hills... I remember the feel of the wet leaves against my face. I was in wolf form, running through the woods with my pack, on the hunt...I ran and ran and ran until I saw a mask...The inside of the mask. I couldnt tell what was on the other side. It got closer and closer as I was running until I ran right into it. The mask covered my snout, and wolf-like face...The light was bright for a long time. I could only howl in sorrow...













As I woke up.







The mask was this body. It was me. I dont know why it all means, but I know I see this body as a shell, and not the real me.