Monday, March 21, 2005

Werewolf Story

In the mountains of Auvergne, a story dating back to 1588 was told of a royal female werewolf. In the story the nobleman was gazing out of his window and upon seeing a hunter he knew asked the hunter to check with details of the hunt.

While in the forest, the hunter stumbled upon a wolf. In the ensuing struggle, he severed one of the wolf's paws and placed it in his pouch. Upon returning to the chateau with his gruesome prize, he opened the pouch to show the nobleman evidence of his encounter. What they discovered was not a paw at all; in fact, the pouch contained what looked to be a feminine hand bearing an elegant gold ring.

The nobleman recognised the ring and sent the hunter away. The nobleman then went looking for his wife. When he came upon her in the kitchen, he found her nursing a wounded arm. He removed the bandage only to find that her hand had been cut off. Upon questioning his wife she finally admitted to being the wolf the hunter had encountered in the forest and by her confession.
The nobleman looked at his wife stunned. She began to say how sorry she was for not telling him all this time, but he stopped her from speaking. He got up and walked outside to get some fresh air. It was night time and the light from the full moon was shining down amongst the valley. The nobleman paced back and forward trying to get his head around what his wife had just told him.

When he had finally settled down, he called his wife outside. She argued with him saying that she couldn’t go outside because she would change into her monstrous self.

The nobleman walked inside and grabbed his wife by her non-severed arm. He dragged her outside and instantly she began unleashing her rage upon her husband. Hair stared sprouting from her hands and face. Her shoes burst apart releasing her huge paws. The nobleman fell back in fear. He crawled out of view from his horrific wife. She had fully transformed into her other self and her husband was watching her every move from behind a distant hedge.

The werewolf moved over to her husband. She leant over him and held out her paw. He reluctantly held her hand and she helped him up. He stared into her eyes and saw that she was nothing but his loving and caring wife behind a figure that she transformed into once a month.

He began to say that he was sorry for thinking that she was some kind of beast. All of a sudden the werewolf drove her arm straight into her husbands head with a tremendous amount of force. He fell to the ground unconscious. She bent down and pulled him down a dark cave. When they reached the bottom of the cave, she snapped his neck and he lay there motionless.

She went back up to the house and when inside, transformed back to her normal self. She went back to the kitchen and put a pot of boiling water on the stove. She opened one of the cupboards and brought out a severed hand. She placed it in the pot and after a couple of minutes, got it out and started eating it.

A few years later, the villagers of the little town discovered that the werewolf had murdered a great number of people only to sever their hands and eat them. When the hunter discovered that this werewolf that he had stumbled upon in the forest that day was that exact werewolf that killed for human hands he severed her hand as pay back.

1 comment:

Anita Marie Moscoso said...

Very Nice Touch ( pardon the pun )
but the taking of the hand is very much in keeping with serial killers who take trophies.

Very well thought out twist!

Anita Marie