The Patch

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The Patch (700 words) (language)

 

     Colonel Wolfram VanDocket, commander of the Evolutionary Bio-Guards and acting warden of the London Correctional Facility, buried his face in his hands out of frustration. Section Six was compromised; two of the bio-cells were breached and found empty. He called in his attaché, Major Maxwell Neolight and issued his commands,

 

“Issue a Code Red; lock it all down, search every square inch of this facility and the surrounding area. Find them, fast, and contain the situation at all costs.”

 

     Major Neolight saluted, left and went about implementing the Colonel’s orders. The Colonel put his fingers to his temples and started to rub furiously. His head was ready to explode. Good god, he mused, this could turn out to be one hell of a mess.

 

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     Tristan and Tasha ran through the woods like their lives depended on it, mainly because it did. They were on the run for weeks.  Tasha halted and signaled her daughter to do so as well.

 

“Tristan honey, I think we need to switch our skins. I spotted some rabbits and a baby doe down a ways, as well as smelling strawberries’. I think there’s a patch nearby. We need to be at full strength in order to outrun those b******s. Our bellies need to be filled and our thirst quenched. It’s time to go wolfing.”

 

     They both transformed into massive wolfhounds. They easily caught up with the rabbits and the little doe. They pounced on them, tore them apart, and ate. They dragged the half eaten carcasses to the strawberry patch and started feasting on the strawberries. It was an ambrosia; a catnip for werewolves. They temporarily forgot about the dangers they faced and luxuriated in pools of strawberry juice.

 

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     Marie Hardy heard howling in her backyard. They sounded like some big-assed wolves. Her first thought was to see if her prized strawberries’ were safe. She put on her spectacles and to her astonishment saw two massive sized wolves devouring her strawberries. She cursed under her breath and then had a near heart-attack when she saw them transform into human women. The rumors were true. Goddamn! She always knew that all sorts of monsters existed, and now she finally saw it with her own eyes.

 

     She called the police and told them that werewolves were eating her strawberries. Those fools didn’t believe her; she even called a second time and told them she had pictures. They told her to sleep it off. Of course she was a little drunk, seeing werewolves would cause any sane person to guzzle down a bottle of bourbon.

 

     Ten minutes after she hung up the phone, she heard the whirling of helicopters. They were very close. One landed on her roof and the other hovered over the strawberry patch.  From out her window she saw a large net drop on the two helpless and angry looking she-devils. The two werewolves were tied and bound in her strawberry patch. Her camera was working overtime.

 

     To her horror the four soldiers that secured the werewolves changed into werewolves themselves. They headed towards her back porch.

 

     Seconds later there was a knock, knock, knocking, on her door...

 

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     An anonymous call alerted the police that something was afoul at the Hardy house. Inspector Johansson was the first to arrive. He nearly threw up his breakfast when he saw Ms. Hardy’s decimated body. She was ripped and torn apart. She had chew marks on every part of her body. He found an arm in the kitchen and an eyeball in the bathroom. She was all over the place. There were animal footprints in the house and in the garden in back. They were massive. He was baffled by the lone human footprint in the kitchen. If he didn’t know better this looked like the work of werewolves. He shook himself silly and wrote his report.  

 

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     The Colonel sighed in relief. The Incident was contained. Two of his most prolific breeders were back in their cells. Proliferated procreation was the new mandate. The country needed the Bio-Guards. Sacrifices had to be made, and he was confident that one day his wife and daughter, Tasha and Tristan, would forgive him for his.