CreepyPasta X Reader!Werewolf 3

-Your POV-

Well Crap. The tall dark man's tentacles that where calmly floating behind him, suddenly slashed fast, slicing the brach clean off the dead tree.You leap of in time, landing on a lower branch in a separate tree. The tentacles retracted back, and then slash towards you once again, but you manage to keep your cool, as you find yourself free running in the trees, the branches being sliced off quickly at your feet. He was fast at his reflexes, but you moved faster, looking quite elegant running among the falling branches.

You wanted to smell out any weaknesses the group had, but the air was filled to the brim with freshly-cut pine. He tall man's tentacles stop for a moment, making you wonder what was going on. You land your full weight on a branch, but find yourself falling, as the branch was dead to the root and immediately snapped. You let out a small scream, falling about 15 feet. The next thing you hear is the crunching of leaves beneath you and the back of your head and spike being slammed down onto what felt like concrete.

You rub your head for blood quickly, finding none. Your vision is blurred for a brief moment, but quickly fades as you dart about the trees, to lose distance between the group and you, but suddenly, a flash of midnight blur came in front of you, the dude from earlier was now standing in front of you, his knife out.

-Jack's POV-

I was going to feast tonight.

This person seemed dazed for a second, trying to gather its senses, looking at the knife in my hand. I slice the blade into a stabbing position with my body and run forward, wanting to hear a cry of mercy and pleading.

Instead of doing those options, or running away, it stands it ground, as a flash of white appeared from its hands, in front of the blade, where I was going to stab it. I suddenly find my body jerk to a stop.

Where its human hands were meant to be, a pair of (H/C) claws jammed my blade, wedged stuck in its palms. Its hands almost looked like gloves, as  fur spilled from its paws and down into the hoodie sleeves. Its nails where now jet black and were pointed to a deadly angle. Blood dripped where the nails had formed.

The (F/C) hoodies hood protected its face from being seen, despite being incredibly close to it. But its eyes shot out like a light in the darkness. The (E/C) orbs spilled out anger and rage, and it suddenly smiled, showing a deranged row of teeth, all sharpened to a edge and even came out from its gums.

It suddenly flings the knife away, like it was a stick, hitting a fallen dead tree. I try to get out of the distance I was from it, but it was too late. The creature suddenly span around on the spot, kicking its leg out, hitting me full on in the stomach, making me fly.

I crash into the fallen dead tree, my lungs suddenly crack from the force, making me gasp for breath. It suddenly goes into a full sprint, pulling its fist back, taking position of punch me at full force, about to smash my mask in, until black tendrils  suddenly appear, twisting into some kind of shield in front of me, taking the blow of the punch and its body.

The being stumbled back, holding its paw slightly. It was taken aback from this manoeuvre, obviously forgetting that Slenderman and BEN were still there. The tendrils undo themselves, and then dart to its leg. The tendrils went too fast for the person to follow, as the tentacles now bind themselves around its leg, dragging the person to the clearing, hitting several trees on the way.

My breath comes back, as I stand up and take the knife from the tree. I now come into the clearing, as we all circle it, trapping it in.

-Your POV-

This wasn't working anymore. You needed to change to your Beast Form to do them some real damage. But the tentacles that were around your leg left you dazed from the sudden experience as you feel the bruises form on your(S/C) skin, and cuts now smarted painfully, as they began to bleed.

You needed to change now. You could just barely stand, seeing the three beings surround you.

-Slenderman's POV-

This 'human' is now shaking, but not out of fear. It was shaking because of the shock of being dragged and now visible anger was showing.

It was facing me now, as its beard its terrible grin my way. I saw the wounds it gained were now healing before my 'eyes'. It was healing faster than any other CreepyPasta I have ever came across.

Before I could give a peaceful talk to it, a flash of bright light appeared, making BEN and Jack turn away, I keep my line of sight trained on its shape, now growing, twisting and cracking. The light now dies down, a huge (H/C) wolf now replaced the figure that stood before me. It was slightly bigger than Jack. This proved my superstitions correct. It was a werewolf we were facing.

-BEN's POV-

The wolf stood before us, facing Slenderman. It gave me the heebie-jeebies. Internet stories of the infamous werewolves were a plague on there, but none had a picture which could match up to this one.

-Jack's POV-

I wasn't going to let it win this time, or let it run off without it howling in pain, not bleeding. The wolf now took a defensive stance towards us, bearing its grin.

It knew it was out-matched, but it could still over-power us in force too.

" Jack, Don't charge at it again. We're no longer using the normal tactics" Slenderman stated, not pulling his face away from the creature before him.

I didn't reply, but you could guess I understood his actions. I now copied the creatures stance, as it turned to face me.

"Let's dance~"