Derby Transformer

A Story by Abishai100

Wolfen heads butt, as a horse-event draws a more 'natural' (American) bureaucracy.

An offbeat lycanthrope-yarn for the Halloween-season.

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Amlan/Ezzy had a grand examination diagram for superstitions at the upcoming May-event for horse-racing culture (America) and considered the faces of personality in social media for the capitalism-race 'chess' side of competition interest for hospitality-readings.

However, there was something stranger about Amlan, a prince of sports-writing, that Ezzy did not know. Amlan was bitten by a black-wolf in the Pine-Barrens when he was young and mutated into a lycanthrope. Every full-moon, he wanders around as transformed werewolf and bloody-killer and sometimes contends with other werewolves, some less 'hospitable' than Amlan (himself!). Well, this Derby-horse 'examination' was perhaps a peace-remedy to the lycanthrope's heart-of-darkness, and the last thing on his mind was confiding in Ezzy about the 'chance' he'd never find such peace/consciousness (for social media).

TERRORIST: Here me now/clear; this terror-dome for the Derby-company (Arklow), regardless of 'future-millionaire' dimension(s), I cast here/now for these Utopian idealists who'll not anticipate my Wolfen-heart, as I enter as a policing scarecrow from Hell (for social media).

Turns out this invader/stranger likening himself to some 'anti-patriot' Scarecrow had performed some bloody-murders and home-invasions across the South and prepared to bring his Hell to the May horse-event, threatening a random/beautiful racer-company, as Amlan/Ezzy read in horror.

AMLAN: I can sense in this guy's consciousness he's not just a terrorist, Ezzy.

EZZY: Why'd that be a 'good' enhancement...ain't he 'bad' enough, friend?
AMLAN: Sure, sure; terrorism sucks; I just wonder if he's a lycanthrope (geez).

EZZY: A what (insane)?

Amlan transformed into his werewolf-self on the full-moon night of the Derby-race week (May) in America, and so did this 'scarecrow' terrorist. Amlan was right, the maniac was (indeed) a werewolf (like him), but a really evil one. The two fought each other as lycanthropes in the woods by the Derby one late night, and until dawn. Amlan emerged victorious/alive/thankful.

EZZY: Ain't this race grand?
AMLAN: Surely; we've all got some 'bounty' for thanksgiving (no?).

EZZY: I put some of your money into that Arklow (company), darling.

AMLAN: Cool; I'd like to spin the 'event' into a cyber-image (for castling).