[SFW] Anonymous the Mr. Wolf - Chapter 1 - Prologue


                                            >Be W.A.

                                            >Your real name is Anonymous, but the W is because of your family.

                                            >Your roots go as far as northern Europe, and you have a secret that has been passed from generations, ever since the first cursed one.

                                            >Lycanthropy. You are a werewolf.

                                            >Your ancestors dared to tame the Wolf Spirit, and they payed the price, becoming the same being they tried to hunt down.

                                            >Your lineage ain't pretty. Is all written in human skin and blood, with a bone pen.

                                            >Even when your kin managed to be hunted down and killed, there's always the ones that escape.

                                            >Those who did lived through the years, monsters in woods and caves hunting to survive, yet living among humans after all the bloodshed.

                                            >Your family travelled from Europe to the US, but that didn't made any favours.

                                            >Your father's ancestor fell in love with an indian. They were cursed by the Wolf Spirit too, but for different reasons.

                                            >While the family of your grandparents were cursed for hunting down the monster, the family of your grandmothers were cursed because they betray him in the moment he needed them the most.

                                            >United by suffering, your kin lived together until today: a larger-than-average, half european, half native, full american young adult (just 17).

                                            >This is the last year of school, and you aren't thrilled at all. Your family has a nomadic lifestyle with barely any social contact.

                                            >The less they know you, the less they won't care when they have to put you down.

                                            >You always try to not think about that day, especially when you remember that was the same thing your father told you before dying.

                                            >Silver bullets just do the job quicker, normal ones are the real torture. And hitting the brains and heart will end you anyway, regeneration aside.

                                            >Your mother and you are the only ones who, as far as you know, are carrying this curse.

                                            >Maybe you will be the last one with any luck.

                                            -----

                                            >Another session of classes end in Canterlot Highschool, the local public school.

                                            >Your mother at least expects her "lil' pup" finishes basic education so you can get access to simple odd jobs to survive.

                                            >You reach the cafeteria, and grab a plastic tray.

                                            >You reallywant to gulp down all the meals, but humanity, anon. Humanity.

                                            >You grab a burger, a few pieces of chicken nuggets, and a mix of salad and grains.

                                            >You go to a table far away from the others, and eat alone.

                                            >This is nothing weird to you, you have been doing this since 4th grade.

                                            >Except for one thing: you feel you are being watched.


                                            Meanwhile, at another table

                                            "Girls, you always wondered why anon is alone all the time?"

                                            >"Shut up Fluttershy, this isn't that kind of green."

                                            "Wait, what?"

                                            >Be Fluttershy, average student in Canterlot High and volunteer in the local pet care center.

                                            "What did you just said Rainbow?"

                                            >"huh, I mean, I don't know. Besides, why do you care? He likes his own company."

                                            "I know, but..."

                                            >"Oh, is little Fluttershy interested in the new kid?", Rarity teased.

                                            >Your cheeks turn red, and try to hide behind your hair.

                                            >"N-n-no! Is just... I..."

                                            >"Ah, just rub it off girl, Rarity was just taunting.", Applejack replies.

                                            "Is just that... I feel something when I see him"

                                            >"Something?" human Twilight inquieres, "Does he got corrupted by equestrian magic?"

                                            "I don't think so. I don't feel any magic when I'm close to him."

                                            >"Well, why don't you ask him?" Sunset says. "I bet we can find out what's so weird about him."

                                            "No! I don't want to annoy him! Besides, he is having lunch, so-"

                                            >"Your pink friend told me you wanted to talk to me. What do you want?"

                                            >You look at your left, and a towering man is giving you shade.

                                            >His amber brown eyes are penetrating, and his hairy arms are large and strong.

                                            >His build shows his power by just presenting himself, and his long midnight black hair doesn't help your scaredly personality.

                                            >"Well?"

                                            >His voice sounds demanding, even when he is speaking normally.

                                            "... *Meep!*"

                                            >"Excuse me, what?"

                                            "... *soft cry*"

                                            >"... See you later."

                                            >He is walking away. Good.

                                            >"She wanted to know if you want to hang out with us!", Pinkie screams

                                            "Pinkie!"

                                            >He turns around and looks at everybody.

                                            >"No."

                                            >And he goes back to his table.

                                            PP: *Gasp!* "He refused?! But nobody refuses to hang out with us!"

                                            SS: "Calm down, Pinkie. He is probably busy, we just met him today."

                                            RD: "Don't you guys find funny that he just arrived for the last year?"

                                            RY: "Now Rainbow, don't go imaginating things. Last time it got us into problems."

                                            RD: "But I knew something was going to happen in the yatch! I bet he is a monster like the sirens!"

                                            AJ: "Not everything is as crazy as you think Rainbow."

                                            RD: "So, a criminal! Look how scary he is!"

                                            SS: "You have been watching too many action movies Dash."

                                            >The girls laugh and chat, but you couldn't pay them attention.

                                            >Just who is anon? He is scary looking, yet you feel drawn to him.

                                            >Are the girls right? Is this love? He doesn't make you feel butterflies in your stomach. In fact, you feel like running when you see him.

                                            >Who is him and where did he come from?


                                            >Time passes, school ends, and you share pamphlets at the entrance.

                                            >When you are finished, you wave the girls goodbye, and go to your bus stop.

                                            >Some time later, the feeling of fear returns. You look back to find out Anonymous is coming.

                                            >You look forward, hoping to ignore him. He goes next to you, read the bus schedule, and waits as well.

                                            >After 3 long minutes, the bus arrives. You almost jump in, he goes inside normally.

                                            >You want to scream, he is big and intimidating, yet you want to pat his head and scratch his ears. You don't feel in love. In fact all the contrary, you want to run.

                                            >Rainbow Dash is probably right, he must be a criminal, and he is following you!

                                            >You are about to howl for help when...

                                            >"Do you want this seat?"

                                            >You look at him. He is pointing to a free seat.

                                            "... Yes."

                                            >You move robotically in front of him and sit down.

                                            >He is just looking around, not paying attention to you at all.

                                            >Calm down Fluttershy, this is all in your head. He is just a new student, he just happens to be big and scary looking, but he is-

                                            >"Are you the one who gives pamphlets at the school's entrance?"

                                            >You don't respond, you only give him one.

                                            >He takes it. You notice his big, hairy, strong hands. Even his nails look like claws.

                                            >He thanks you for it, and reads it.

                                            >"... Animal Care Center?"

                                            "Canterlot City's Animal and Pet Care Center. Founded in 1952, is a local community center that-"

                                            >You aren't answering, you are just repeating the information you know about the place. He listens for a bit and resumes his reading.

                                            >You didn't stopped. People are starting to look at you, making your anxiety worst.

                                            "-andeverybodyiswelcometobringtheiranimals.Weespeciallizeinhamsters,bunnies,dogs,cats-"

                                            >"Nah, I'm not a cat person. Thanks."

                                            >He gives you back the pamphlet, yet you didn't stopped repeating the wikipedia article.

                                            >Some time later, he arrives to his stop and leaves the bus.

                                            >You finally breath after repeating 5 times the same paragraph.

                                            >You don't know, but whatever this feeling is, anon is hiding something.


                                            >You are Anonymous.

                                            >A few blocks after the bus stop, you take out your keys and open the door.

                                            >Home, or some form of it. The place is actually a trailer park. You opened the fence's metal door.

                                            >You lock it again, and go to your trailer.

                                            >You smell the air before entering. Mom is inside.

                                            *Click* "I'm home."

                                            >"I could smell you a block away. Hello puppy."

                                            >She kisses and licks your right cheek.

                                            "Mom, I'm not a cub anymore."

                                            >"But you are my sweet little doggy. How was school?"

                                            "It was ok. I saw a few boys and girls, I learned a few things. The usual stuff."

                                            >"Made any friends?"

                                            "Not really."

                                            >"Son, you shouldn't be alone all the time. You need to have people to hang out too."

                                            "People hangs out at night."

                                            >She stops making dinner for a moment.

                                            >"... You can invite them here."

                                            "The trailer is small."

                                            >"Son..."

                                            "Is fine mom, don't worry. We are enough, is fine."

                                            >You go to your "room".

                                            "Could you call me when dinner is ready? I have homework to do."

                                            >"... Alright. Call me if you need anything."

                                            "Yes mom."

                                            >When you go to your side of the trailer, you open your backpack and star doing your homework.

                                            >Nothing hard. You wouldn't believe how easy is to be homeschooled, you are only having this last year at a school because your mother wants you to socialize.

                                            >You don't feel like doing that. You only hope this year passes quickly so you can do your life.

                                            >Still, you are wondering, why is that group of girls were interested in you? You always scared people away.

                                            -----

                                            >Be Fluttershy.

                                            >You finish your homework, and connect online. The girls are online too.

                                            Th3_D4sh: Hiya FS, what's happening?

                                            Fshy: I'm fine, just finished hw.

                                            Th3_D4sh: Cool, haven't started yet.

                                            Sci-Twi: Not good Rainbow, you must do it first thing at home.

                                            Th3_D4sh: Boring.

                                            PinkoPie: HEYA! WHAT'S GOING ON?!

                                            AppleLady: Pinkie, your caps are on.

                                            PinkoPie: I KNOW! CAPLOCKS ARE CRUISE CONTROL FOR FUN!

                                            Sunny5et: WHILE IS CRUISE CONTROL, YOU STILL HAVE TO STEER!

                                            >The afternoon passed chatting with your friends, helping Dash with her homework, gossiping with Rarity.

                                            >At least that was until they mentioned Anonymous.

                                            Fshy: I don't want to talk about him.

                                            RtyDiamnd: Why not dear?

                                            Fshy: He is scary, yet I don't know.

                                            AppleLady: Be honest sugarcube.

                                            Fshy: When I see him, I want to run, yet for some reason I want to pat his head or scratch his ears or give him treats.

                                            PinkoPie: Hehe, Fs and anon, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

                                            Sunny5et: Yeah, right. Look, shy, maybe we can help you out. If you are nervous, we can talk to him, he isn't scary.

                                            Fshy: Could you?

                                            RtyDiamnd: Relax darling, just let us do our charming talk.

                                            Th3D4sh: Ok, ok, but could you pass me the answer to 5. I'm still trying to figure it out.

                                            Sci-Twi: We told you, is A then B.

                                            >You keep chatting with your buddies, but you hope they truly can help you.

                                            -----

                                            >"Is dinner time!"

                                            "Alright, what are we having?"

                                            >"Veggie stew. Don't lie to me, little puppy, you were skipping your greens."

                                            "I ate salad this afternoon! Honest!"