065. Grip, Donghae/Donghae
Title: Grip
Rating: PG-13
Genre: AU! Supernatural
Subject: Donghae
Summary: One bite was all it took, and his life was altered -- way beyond his control.
Disclaimer: I don't own Super Junior.
Warnings: Did I mention 'supernatural'?
He could recall his limp body being dragged; pulled along the snowy ground by sharp-toothed muzzles.
He remembered the beasts; their ruffs thick, brushing across his features as they ripped at his flesh -- quick, but agonizing, all the same. His flowing blood had made a gory, crimson trail, contrasting horribly against the white ground beneath him.
Donghae could have screamed out -- in pain, even; He could have tried to escape. But instead, he’d just lain there, unmoving, staring helplessly ahead as the wolves attacked.
He’d closed his eyes, stifling whimpers. He’d thought he was going to die.
Then, a gun shot; the sound of footsteps hurriedly thumping against the soil. At that, the wolves had snapped their heads up in fear, shrinking into the trees behind almost immediately.
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Donghae was changing. He knew it.
He could feel it in the pit of his stomach -- the nausea rolling about, sickening; the Werewolf trickling into his veins.
It clawed at him, trying to get out. It was taking over his senses, slowly. And soon, the transformation would be complete.
Donghae wouldn’t be Donghae anymore.
His human life would be a distant memory, as he sauntered through the woods, new skin among his body. He’d be another victim to the cruel curse -- a werewolf; shifting back only after the full moon had run its course.
Fingers trembling, Donghae reached out to touch his right arm; where a wolf had first sunk its teeth into his flesh. One bite was all it took, and his life was altered -- way beyond his control.
He had to get a grip on himself; had to cling on to the boy that he was. He had to resist the Wolf.
Donghae prayed; even though he wasn’t all that religious, he still prayed. He wished for his hold on humanity to be enough.
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The full moon rose above, casting ghostly shadows around his room.
A cry rang out, cut short by a growl.
And all that could be seen was a pile of clothing on the floor, a grey wolf standing beside it, out of place.
It hadn’t been enough.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: AU! Supernatural
Subject: Donghae
Summary: One bite was all it took, and his life was altered -- way beyond his control.
Disclaimer: I don't own Super Junior.
Warnings: Did I mention 'supernatural'?
He could recall his limp body being dragged; pulled along the snowy ground by sharp-toothed muzzles.
He remembered the beasts; their ruffs thick, brushing across his features as they ripped at his flesh -- quick, but agonizing, all the same. His flowing blood had made a gory, crimson trail, contrasting horribly against the white ground beneath him.
Donghae could have screamed out -- in pain, even; He could have tried to escape. But instead, he’d just lain there, unmoving, staring helplessly ahead as the wolves attacked.
He’d closed his eyes, stifling whimpers. He’d thought he was going to die.
Then, a gun shot; the sound of footsteps hurriedly thumping against the soil. At that, the wolves had snapped their heads up in fear, shrinking into the trees behind almost immediately.
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Donghae was changing. He knew it.
He could feel it in the pit of his stomach -- the nausea rolling about, sickening; the Werewolf trickling into his veins.
It clawed at him, trying to get out. It was taking over his senses, slowly. And soon, the transformation would be complete.
Donghae wouldn’t be Donghae anymore.
His human life would be a distant memory, as he sauntered through the woods, new skin among his body. He’d be another victim to the cruel curse -- a werewolf; shifting back only after the full moon had run its course.
Fingers trembling, Donghae reached out to touch his right arm; where a wolf had first sunk its teeth into his flesh. One bite was all it took, and his life was altered -- way beyond his control.
He had to get a grip on himself; had to cling on to the boy that he was. He had to resist the Wolf.
Donghae prayed; even though he wasn’t all that religious, he still prayed. He wished for his hold on humanity to be enough.
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The full moon rose above, casting ghostly shadows around his room.
A cry rang out, cut short by a growl.
And all that could be seen was a pile of clothing on the floor, a grey wolf standing beside it, out of place.
It hadn’t been enough.