I don't remember what happened to me after I was knocked out by the unknown predator. Coming up from behind me in the middle of the night in the woods. Looking for my husband, Russell and two sons. They don't know how important change can be when the sun comes up. If they don't remember how to change back to human before sunrise, they could be trapped like a monstrous animal forever.
As I was slowly stirring awake, I could hear low voices coming from older men. "Look, master! I think the girl is finally waking up! What should we do now?" the low male voice asked his partner. My eyes were slowly starting to adjust and focus. And become clear again.
Seeing I was tied to a wooden chair in some kind of cave I was trapped in, I turned my head up and looked into the faces of my two parents who had raised me since I was a little girl! I looked around the warm, candle light glow of the cave where I was held prisoner. What was my mom and dad thinking?
"I don't understand what's happening to me here," I admitted angrily. Trying to get the ropes to break free from my wrists. But it wasn't doing me any good. I was about to dribble a blob of green snot coming down one of my left nostrils on my nose. Before I could let the dribble of snot fall on my lips, I gasped. I heard my parents let out loud animal wolflike howls at the top of their lungs. Making me sniffle the blob of green snot shot up toward my nostril, and cringed with disgust. When I felt the blob of snot go down my throat.
"We don't have much time to get you ready for the Midnight Moon Ceremony," it was my mom who finally spoke to me. I looked and saw her turning around to face me from her back. I saw mom had her other left hand covered over her hand. I couldn't tell what was happening. But as I continued to watch, she whispered some words I didn't know. After removing her left hand on top of the other right hand.
We all gasped when we saw it! A large, black, tarantula spider sitting on mom's right hand! I watched as the vicious black spider was prepared for an attack. Its front hairy, black legs were raised in the air. We flinched at the sound of the big bug hissing at me, ready for its attack.
I kept struggling to free myself of the chair I was tied to with itchy brown rope. "Don't! Please mom, dad! Don't hurt me," I whimpered softly, my voice was nervous and afraid the poisonous spider might finish me off.
"Do a trick for me, my pet!" said my mom, excitedly. Smiling, I almost tipped back over my chair. As I avoided the black spider from leaping onto my face and sticking its poisonous fangs into my skin.
I quickly closed my eyes and turned away. Just as the spider was about to jump onto my face, I turned away again. I was expecting to feel pain from the poison of the spider's fangs sinking into my skin.
As the spider jumped at my face, there was a swoosh sound in the air. I waited patiently for the spider to bite me. I slowly opened the corner of my eyes. Opening them wider, I saw my two sons, Mark and Valentino had tracked me down in the cave in the woods we were all lost in. I saw they were fighting over the black tarantula as they started pulling its legs apart and eating them.
My mom and dad weren't surprised to see Mark and Valentino weren't themselves, either. It was like they planned this whole experience with the full moon cursing everybody in Sparkle Town. After Mark and Valentino had both finished eating and tearing up the black spider, they started breathing heavily like all their energy had been wasted. They sat on their fours and rolled out their tongue, and started licking mom and dad's hands.
"What good boys you raised, Emma, my love." my dad said, patting them on their furry heads. And rubbing their bellies. He laughed and I couldn't understand what could possibly want them to have monsters for their kids in this family?
I didn't know what to say in response. I was confused. I didn't want to believe that the change was something good for us. But I didn't want to pretend it wasn't going away with me, either.
"I don't know what you want from me, mom and dad?" I finally managed to say. "I just wanted a normal life and to raise my own kids the way it's meant to be," I continued, hoping they were following me.
"We want you to be comfortable with the change, Emma, dear," I turned and saw my mom say. She was walking toward me as she held a lantern with a burning candle in it, toward me. I was urgently trying to free myself of the tight, itchy ropes my hands were tied behind me.
I tried shouting at my parents again. "Let me go, now!" I begged, loudly. "I don't want to be changed! I'm fine being myself the way I am now!" I screamed at my parents. I was mad they wanted our little family to be changed into creatures of darkness. It was something I didn't want to happen. I wanted a normal life with my husband, Russell and two sons, we had together.
"Believe in the change that can make you the best you can be, Emma, love," it was my dad's turn to speak. I turned to look at him, almost knocking myself over by tilting the sides of the wooden chair I was tied against.
"I don't want to change, mom and dad! Leave me alone! I just want a normal life!" I was yelling and crying now. I couldn't let them do something like this to me. It was unfair and I didn't want this to go crazy.
As I watched my two hairy, animal turned sons, wrestling with each other next to the wall in the cave, I turned back to mom and dad. Who were suddenly gone!