Task 2

This is the story that I wrote and will turn into a comic book. I decided to do this theme as I am interested in anything supernatural and I feel that this story just shows the kind of person that I am and the imagination that I have.

Story Draft:

24 Hours In My Life:

Main Characters:

·         Me (Jake Hyatt)

Other Characters:

·         Strange man

·         Blurred accomplice

·         Woman

·         Hooligan

·         News Presenters

·         Animal experts

·         Police force

Environments:

·         Street

·         Forest/Woods

·         Ally Way

·         Home (Bed/Shower/Downstairs)

Chapter 1:

Evening.6:23pm to be exact. I’m walking home from the bus stop when confronted by this strange looking character, hunched back, beady eyes, sweating, caressing his hands with one another, looking panicked or nervous maybe, I couldn’t quite tell. I was less scared and more intrigued by this outlandish individual. What seemed to feel like hours of examining this individual only lasted a mere second or so and he asked me the time, as I went to reach for my phone it was already too late. I felt it. A sharp sensation in my neck. This man’s accomplice or higher up had injected me with a substance. I faded in and out of consciences every now and then to hear mumbling and see blurred figures. I thought that this was the end for me as I was strapped down to a surgery table that you would find at a hospital.

Chapter 2: 

Belatedly I woke up and saw the starry sky above me. As I went to stand up I stumbled and threw up whatever I had left inside me. Still dazed and confused I realised that I was in a forest and I didn’t know why. Not yet. I felt this hunger inside me and then plummeted to the dirt on my hands and knees. Slowly, I began to hear my bones, move, shift, break and snap. The pain was infinitely increasing reckoning my vocal chords due to the screaming. My eyes began to bleed, once one of them fell out I thought that I was going to die for sure except my vision came back but was different…all I could see was black and white. With my bones still causing agony I heard a tearing noise and realised that my skin began to evulse like a snake sheading its old skin. Alongside this my hands began to shake and cripple. I raised them up to witness bones which were new to my body rupture though the middle of my each finger. Finally my teeth started to fall out. One. By. One. Blood gushed out of my gums onto the ground below. I felt something traversing up my throat, suffocating me. But then. I started to gasp for air except it wasn’t mouth anymore…a wolves mouth…trying to escape my own. Stretching my mouth until…snap. My jaw was annihilated, scatter among the ground in pieces. On the other hand I couldn’t scream anymore and the pain had stopped. For now anyways.

Chapter 3:

After the full transformation I realised that I was given a gift instead of a curse of some sort, all my senses were heightened, I could run faster, better stamina and stronger. I felt an overwhelming joy in my little wolf heart and with a grin and gnarl I decided to use this gift to its full advantage and go hunting for criminals and help people who needed it. As black as night I hid well in the shadows lurking and stalking, listening for any distress in my hearing radius. Finally…I heard a woman screaming for help, I ran to the source and saw that a woman was being mugged by this hooligan with a sharp knife. I growled and the hooligan let go of the woman to look at me. She ran. I knew that this would be the end of him. At first he thought I was just a dog telling me to “shoo” and “go home” but as I gracefully emerged from the shadows true fear stuck his eyes as he saw what I truly was. He began to run in the opposite direction. Not for long though. I easily caught up to him and enclosed my razor sharp teeth into his leg and went in for the kill once he was on the floor. By the end after the clawing, biting and chewing he was more or less begging for death, I opened my jaws up wide, put it around his neck and dealt the final blow. Tearing his throat out, I watched the life drain from his eyes.

Chapter 4:

I woke up the next morning sweating in my bed, I remembered everything that I did the previous night and I was proud. It wasn’t a dream and oddly I was grateful that it wasn’t, after my shower, I went downstairs and turned the TV on to see that the only thing on the news was this guy who had been involved with an animal attack. All the experts were convinced that it was a wolf but the police wasn’t and they would never know that it was me. As it was Wednesday it was my day off college so I chose to go out to the scene of the crime to see if they had any suspects but also to go and appreciate what I did for the greater good. Then I recognised a certain smell and voice, turned around and saw the woman that I saved last night being interviewed. She was thanking me without even knowing it, saying that she wouldn’t be alive right now if it wasn’t for me. The time reached 6:23pm again and the cycle started again…