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Spy vs Spy - Curse of the Were-Pyre, part 2

(Small note, this chapter is longer than the first, and I may have gotten a bit lazy writing it towards the end.. :T)

Agent Black groaned as his eyes tiredly pried themselves open, he had reverted back to his normal form hours ago.

As his vision became clearer, he gave a cough and looked around. Upon scanning the area he saw that he was back home in his apartment, lying in his bed. As his energy slowly came back, his rubbed his head as a painful ache suddenly kicked in. "M-my head.." he groaned as he sat up in bed, 'what happened to me?' he thought to himself, he somehow remembered walking home on his own for some odd reason, Black flinched as his vision turned to the window and the bright sunlight seeping through the gray-colored curtains. Getting out of bed, he looked at the time on a nearby watch, he immediately woke up upon seeing that he was gonna be late, his eyes widening. Dashing out of bed and grabbing his black wide-brimmed hat, Black was about to walk out the door to get to the elevator, but when he opened it, he saw that his next-apartment neighbor, Frank was standing right there; causing the spy to yelp in fright. "A.B, we have to talk." he said, Black breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"Black, do you actually know what happened to you last night?" Frank asked, the two of them had sat down at a table in a small kitchen, Black responded by silently shaking his head, obviously a 'No'. "You were like groaning and growling like a.. a beast! I mean, you just came in by yourself. So, you didn't listen.. But did you get to know any ladies?" Black gave the fellow a not amused look. "No, Frank, I didn't. There were like no girls there apart from Agent Gray." There was silence for a moment or two. After a bit, Frank sighed. "..But that's not the point, you didn't listen to me, and I'm actually pretty scared; I heard those growls, and if you ask me, they didn't even sound human. Do you need to get to the hospital?" Once again, Black responded with a head shake. "No, I feel fine." he said, "I think everything's okay." Black and Frank got up and walked to the door, "Just get to work, don't cause any trouble, and.. Seriously, don't scare me like that again. White found out and told me that you walked home alone, and I'm just.. Grr! Any more nonsence, and I'm calling the police." Black shot him a stern look and glared. "Dude, I AM the police." Black finally walked out and shut the door, as he was beginning to walk down the seemingly never-ending hallway, his eyes narrowed as he noticed Agent White standing nearby, as if he was waiting for him. "White, why'd you tell on me?" he growled, venom entering his tone. "Well.. You know, I really hate to tell you this with all the fibers of my being.. But.. I was actually worried about you, you were acting pretty scary last night." White said. Black turned and gave an annoyed sigh, and started walking towards the elevator, "Stop going on about that, let's just get to work, c'mon White!" Black made his way to the elevator, his rival following after, he pressed a button and the lift's doors closed as it made it's descent towards the lobby floor.

"Alright, people, listen up! Because this day's report of mine is basically why you shouldn't talk to strangers." Vice (or actually temporary, the real chief was on break at the time) Chief Rodger told the agents that were sitting down at a large table in the meeting hall in the S.P.Y HQ. Agent Black raised his hand, as if he were a kid being taught in a classroom, drawing attention to himself. "I did!" he said, Rodger laid eyes on him and scowled, "No, B, I don't want to hear you're rubbish." The temporary chief has had some history with Black in the past, but Black didn't listen. "Well, last night I got like.. bitten by a vampire and a werewolf, and I kicked a robber's ass." Black said with a serious tone.

He remembered very little of some of the vents from last night, but the memories were still blurred, he didn't tell Frank because he didn't want him to be worried.

The tall man that was Rodger rolled his eyes. "Shut up, you're spouting rubbish. Okay men, ignore him, just ignore him." "..But, it's true, I did!" Black said, raising his voice a bit, even tilting his head to show him the marks from the healed neck bite, much to other people in the room gasping. One of the men chuckled upon hearing that, the black-attire-wearing spy simply glared at him, thinking that the fellow didn't believe him, "Look, pal, I did." he said, "I-I swear I did, even Rodger d- ..Gray, White, didn't you hear me growl last night like a ..weird beast?" Gray and White both nodded, "We did, we really did." The two both said in unison. "Well, it's because I got bit by both a vampire and a werewolf, and that made me a Were-Pyre." The black spy added sternly, Gray simply got a nervous look, glancing away for a moment and looking back at him, as if to say: "Black, why are you telling me this now?"

Rodger's voice breaking out made all the people in the room flinch: "People, calm down!" he bellowed, "Alright, Black, any more stories, and you won't get your break hours for today!" "I'm not lying-!" Now Rodger's eyes seemed to become bloodshot in his rage as his short temper acted up, and the veins in his neck now were now showing. "THAT'S IT! NO BREAK HOURS FOR YOU TODAY, BOY!" he roared. Unfortunately, the rage seemed to be contagious, because now Black looked annoyed, and his canines looked a bit longer than normal, and he started growling in his rage, and like Frank had said, the growls sounded inhuman. Some of the people sitting beside him started moving away from him, "Oh my god, B.. I'm getting REALLY ANGRY! That's it! I'M GONNA.. !" Rodger shouted once again, he was now looming over Black, raising his fist for the strike. At that moment, Gray stood up in her chair, as did White. "W-wait, wait, wait, don't! you can't hit an agent!" Gray spoke worriedly, Roger turned to her with a psychotic look in his eye. "Oh, YEAH?!" And then the crazed man hit Black with such a force that it knocked his hat off, and blew him into the chairs behind him, it was just too much, Rodger's strength was beyond what should be possible.

There was complete silence in the room.

Slowly, Black clumsily stood up again, putting his hat back on and breathing heavily, his eyes shut. It looked as if he had survived the blow without a scratch on him, one of the people in the crowd gulped in fear. As Black's creature-like breathing intensified, with a monstrous snarl, his eyes shot open; revealing that his pupils were now cat-like slits.

And his gaze was locked on Chief Rodger.

The crowd, even Gray and White watched in fear as they saw something else happen, right before their eyes.

They witnessed Black transform.

Black's teeth became longer and more sharp, his ears grew visible, longer and wolf-like, and he also grew a wolf tail as well. He grew a foot taller, and his hands metamorphosed into giant bat wings.

And after this, Black looked right in Rodger's eyes, and let out a loud screeching roar.

The rage immediately went out of Rodger's gaze, and it was replaced with a parody known as horror. "OH, MY GOD, WHAT IS THAT?!" He screamed with fear in his voice, he had no idea what the heck just happened, but he knew one thing for sure as the rest of the people in the room did: Black was right. But there was no time to think as the now transformed spy lunged at Rodger at a frightening speed, shrieking.

Black knocked Rodger straight into the wall behind him, with the same force that the man had used to smack him, this instantly crushed the man's vertebrae, killing him. And Black started tearing into him, using his dagger-sharp teeth and claws, and started feasting on him like a hungry wolf.

The people looked on in horror at what was happening before them, one of them slowly got up out of his chair and tried to sneak away, but unfortunately, he wasn't wearing the right shoes for this, and a soft 'squeeak!' sounded off.

Black immediately froze, his wolf ears twitched, with rage in his eyes, he slowly turned to the crowd behind him, and with blood dripping from his claws and fangs, he lifted his head and unleashed a loud lupine howl.

The people in the room instantly went into all-out panic mode, screaming, waving their arms, tripping and scrambling over one another, desperately trying to get out of the room and away from the transformed Black Spy.

"Holy crap, Black, what happened to you?!" White screamed, Gray grabbed him by the hand and they both disappeared into the stampeding crowd, "There's no time to explain. Right now, head for the elevator!"

Three people didn't make it out of the crowd, and the first two had already been mutilated, and the room was now a mix of gray, white, and crimson red.

Breathing heavily, the Were-Pyre turned his attention to the third person left behind: the brightly colored weirdo from the party, who had now started backing away slowly, whimpering until he was now in a corner.

And as you all know, backing up into a corner when a monster's on a rampage is a very poor choice.

The rest was all a blur: the frightening screech, the terror-filled scream, the horrible sound of flesh getting torn, and the blood.. all the blood.

Black had once again um.. blacked out, and also turned back to normal. As he came to, he looked around and saw that he was in a small stone room.. blocked with large steel bars.

Oh no..

He woke up and saw that he was now in shackles that were attached to the walls, and in front of him, behind the steel bars, there was a man standing before him dressed in a camouflage outfit, he wore several badges, and a hat to match, and beside him, there were two other people in black suits with dark glasses, it was clear that this man was a General.

And that he was in a prison.

"..W-what am I doing here? Let me out! I'm behind bars, I shoul-!" Before the worried spy could finish, the general began to speak to him in a commanding sort of voice: "Sir, I don't know how you've done it, but there were severed limbs, blood everywhere, and people ripped to shreds inside the S.P.Y HQ. And how on earth you did this is beyond me. Agent Black, you cannot leave this cell." The black spy's eyes widened upon hearing this dreadful news as he struggled against the restraints, but this tactic didn't do any good. Slowly, he calmed down and took a more reasonable approach. "..But, how would I have been able to cause all of that?" he asked, his mind being a total blank, due to him blacking out after losing control. "Well, I'm getting reports about some bizarre things that you're some kind of 'Were-Pyre'." The general said, "But we've got some experts on board: We've got a priest, a witch, and a scientist. However, I cannot cure you, and I cannot kill you. So we have no choice until they each try to help at a time, If this fails, then all is lost." The general cleared his throat, "We first have the witch.. Ma'am, you can come in now please." A nearby door opened, and a woman came in through the door, chuckling softly. She wore a long black rope with a hint of purple, and her hair was long and black, the style was also wild and completely unkept. One of her teeth was sharp, and appeared to be made of gold. "I am Madame Ivy," she spoke with a low and yet raspy sort of voice, "And I believe that he has the spirits of a vampire, a werewolf.. And pure rage. So, I'm going to have to take you to my hidden camp, and do magical potion experiments on you, I will splash this potion on you, and we will be there sooner before you know it, dear." She said with a strange gleam in her eye.

Black, however, didn't like the sound of this one bit, and began struggling again. "Wait, wait!" But then she threw the potion bottle at him, it landed 2 feet away from him and shattered, strange purple smoke emitted from the spilled liquid. "No! take that!" the strange woman yelled. The purple smoke started hitting Black right between the nostrils, and he saw his vision get blurrier and blacker. "Wait! Ohhhh.. Not again.." he whimpered as his world went black.. again.

As Black began coming to, only one thought was in his mind, 'I'm getting sick of blacking out, here..' Glancing around quickly, he saw that he was in a huge forest, lit by the full moon shining through the trees. he was also near a campfire, and the Witch was chanting some weird incantation, and nearby was a large cart filled with strange potions, each of them glowing an ominous bright color. There were two others there as well, one looked like a goblin, and the other.. appeared to be a zombie. Yes, a real zombie. Black sat up immediately, with a confused and worried look in his eye, "Woah! what are you doing?" he asked. The witch simply responded with that suspicious look in her eyes, "We are trying to remove the demons from you." she whispered, "Child, you will turn into a beautiful butterfly!" The confused look on Black's face turned into a not amused glare as his eyes narrowed, picking a witch to cure him was the wrong choice, and this was on the path to getting nowhere. "N-no, I don't want to be a butterfly." the spy grumbled, "Oh.. Well, you will turn into a beautiful princess!" "No, I don't want to be a-" Suddenly, the zombie he noticed before popped up next to him, it was wearing a traffic cone on his head, and it was looking at him with a un-intelligent expression, drool oozed from it's mouth. "Aurrrgge.. I got a cone in mah heahd.." it groaned, Black gasped in horror and scrambled away from the creature. "Woah, stay away from me!" he yelped, the undead monster attempted to follow him, but ended up repeatedly, and stupidly, bumping into a tree. "I got a cone..Bweeahhhrrgg.."

"Woah wh-?!" See what I mean? Road to nowhere. "You need to be careful, child. One of these days you will.." The witch said creepily, and Black was already starting to get annoyed.

The zombie was meanwhile stumbling around on the sidelines, loudly groaning as it did so. "I got a cone..!" the spy flinched at this, "Just be quiet!" he said, raising his voice. This didn't do anything, the zombie continued rambling on and groaning, "Just be- grr.. You're making me angry." Black growled, his canines grew longer again, and you know what this means..

"IEE GOT A COEN ON MAH HED.." The zombie groaned even louder, now the witch was getting annoyed, she stopped chanting, and looked up at the creature, "Oh.. Calm down-!" she said, but then the zombie stumbled into the fire pit, now it started running around the camp on fire, screaming at the top of it's lungs, it's arms flailing about: "AHHHHH!!! AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" Black covered his ears which were now beginning to grow longer and furry, "Oh my g- rarrg.. ROAAAAAAHHHHH!!!" Black roared as he transformed into a Were-Pyre.

The witch turned and ran off into the forest, "Oh my goodness, Stay back! STAY BACK!!" she screamed, the Were-Pyre opened his wings and flew after her through the woods, as she ran, she turned and threw a potion at him, with a quick dash to the side, Black dodged it. Then the witch stumbled, having tripped on a tree root, Black took advantage of her temporary weakness, tucked in his wings, and dove at her like a falcon, screeching.

Blood splattered on the ground and trees.

The zombie and goblin had meanwhile ran off in the opposite direction, and had barely managed to escape.

And when the priest tried to cure him by saying the lord's prayer, the fellow was basically a crazy nutjob; he didn't say the prayer right at all, got Black annoyed, and the rest is history.

But when they brought the scientist in.. It had better results.. "Where am I..?" Agent Black asked, with just a hint of a peeved tone, getting tired of blacking out. Where he woke was inside a giant glass containment tube, with several chains attached to his arms and legs, and in front of the glass containment tube was the scientist, he had a scar across his right eye, which was also blind, his left hand was also robotic. And beside him was a creature he made who basically resembled Igor, but with a missing stumped left hand, not to mention his teeth were rounded, resembling gums more than actual teeth. "Exactly." The scientist said, "I knew Agent Black would be here." "Master! master! I knew he would be here-!" The hunchbacked creature beside him spoke up. His creator cast him a glare. "Zigor, be quiet please. If you're not loud, and keep quiet, he might not get annoyed, you know." Black gave a confused look, which slowly turned into a glare, which was in fact a bluff. "Well, I don't think that'll work.. Y-you're annoying me already. I'll turn into that thing and I'll break your face!" he said, Zigor flinched in fear and backed away, the scientist pushed some buttons on a nearby control panel. "Calm down now, Black. We're ready to do a test." he said calmly, a worried look came into Black's eyes again. "Oh, please don't, I'll kill you." "Listen, doing this test will transform you back to normal. Are you ready?" Black responded by shaking his head, "Master! Master, I'm ready!" Zigor shouted with a grin.

The scientist pulled a lever on the side of the control panel, and a bright light filled the containment tube.

"W-what?! No! wait-wait-wait-wait-WAIT WAIIITT!!!" Black screamed as he started transforming again.

As the light faded, the Were-pyre roared as he used his claws and large wings to bang on the glass, attempting to smash his way out of the glass cage, then he shrieked when he felt something small and sharp hit him in the shoulder blade, a small needle, attached to some sort of a robotic limb, injected him with a strange red liquid. "YAAAaaarghh! what are you doING?!" he yelled afterwards, before he started roaring and shrieking again. The scientist grinned upon seeing that Black came out for that one moment, "See? It's working!" he said. "Master! Master, keep doing it!" Zigor grinned, the scientist pushed more buttons on the control panel.

Black threw his head back and howled like a wolf in pain as several more needles came out and injected him with more red liquid. "Let ME OUT!! LET ME OUUUT!!" he screamed, at the same time, his canines grew smaller. "Masterr!! We are doing it!" Zigor squealed, clapping with glee.

Black continued screaming as he began transforming, his ears became less furry and started shrinking, the bones in the bat wings shifted and also shrank and turned back into hands, his tail bone grew shorter, turning back as well, but also leaving a hole in his pants. He also became a foot smaller.

His pupils widened.

The needles retracted into the mechanism above him.

Breathing heavily, the young spy glanced around him. "Oh, my goodness.." he panted, he looked down at his hands, they were no longer hideous bat wings! "..I-I changed!"

"See? we did it! Agent Black, you can come out." The scientist pressed a large button on the panel, and a hidden door opened and slid to the side on the containment tube, and Black stepped out of it.

"Well, that was easy." The spy said with a shrug.

"Exactly."

"How'd you do it?" Black asked.

"I just gave you the blood of Zigor, and it changed you back."

"Master, I told you my blood would work!" The hunchback said, still grinning.

"How'd it w-?"

Zigor interrupted, "I have the blood of many different species. I'm not even human."

"Woah.. But, in that case, thank you very much, I'm out, and I'll see you later." As Black was about to walk out the door, a robotic left hand grabbed his shoulder. "Hold it right there."

"What?" Black growled.

"Let me give you a piece of advice: Do not walk home alone again." said the Scientist.

"..Do not walk home alone again, okay? Otherwise, you'll be in big trouble.. hehe." Zigor said, chuckling a bit crazily.

Black held his hands up a bit, "G-guys, I'm sure I'm fine, alright? Thanks for curing me, see you later. ..Weirdos." The spy said, walking out the door.

"Byeee!" Zigor purred.

Did he listen this time? Answer: No, he did not.

Black walked along the dark, moonlit streets of Monochropilous, this time, using a map to find his way back to his apartment. "I wanna walk home alone every single time now, I finally know that this map is a really big hel-" The sight of two tentacled, three-eyed figures appearing right in front of him broke his train of thought, Black screamed and fell backwards in surprise. "WOAH! Who are you?!" The two creatures smiled, showing hundreds of sharp teeth, then they started speaking in unison. "We are the Grothians, and we just want to adopt someone who walks on his own.." Black started backing away, "Wait, I didn't mean to walk on my own, please! I've been a Were-Pyre for two days straight, I-I don't want to be on my own! Seriously, guys, you have to understand t-that I'm good." The two aliens turned and grinned menacingly at each other and nodded. "You're not a good fellow, but we have a Mountain Dew.." A tentacle reached out and pulled the spy back on his feet, then another handed him a can of Mountain Dew. Black grinned slightly, "Oh.. Does that mean I'm good? or.. Do I get a soda if I'm bad?"

"No, you don't." the aliens said, "You're going to be abducted."

Suddenly, a bright beam of light shone on him from above.

And then he couldn't move his legs.

"Help! Please! I can't move, someone help me!"

As the tractor beam from the alien ship was taking him up, Black grabbed onto the top of a lamp post and held on for dear life.

"NOOOOO!!! I SHOULDN'T HAVE WALKED HOME ALOOONE!!" Agent Black sobbed.

-The End..?

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