As something heavy dropped onto his stomach hard enough to temporarily knock the air out of his lungs, Ranma threw the covers off of his head and sat up to see just what the heck Akane or his old man had done to get him up now. However as soon as the creature that was currently tangled up in the covers above Ranma's legs just decided to rip her way out before looking up to his face. With the monster from the pits of Hell still on his legs and pinning Ranma down, he could only let out a tiny eep as it looked at him with its horrible face and uttered something in its native demonic language.
"Hey," Brittany mumbled as she finally was able to free herself from the bed sheets and looked over to the new guy with worry on both her face and in her voice. "You're... not Stryyp." It was then of course that Brittany tried to clear away the fog inside her head and figure out just what was going on, and received some very graphic as well as just plain morally WRONG images for her mental inquiry.
Meanwhile as Brittany was slowly remembering something that was better off left repressed, she had taken her eyes off the third member of last nights activities, giving Lydia some time to think about what to do now.
Escape wasn't really an option. The Diggers girl would notice the second she tried to sneak away and Lydia would probably end up the cat's breakfast. Fighting was stricken from her list of ideas as well, after that time at the airport Lydia knew that the werecheetah FAR outclassed her when it came to strength. Not for the first time since awakening Lydia wished she hadn't of left her purse back at the restaurant when she went for the guy.
Well, maybe she could try making a break for it. If she was lucky the cat would stay mad at the guy long enough for Lydia to get over to the next room and at least get some weapons to defend herself. So being as quiet as she could, Lydia slowly and carefully started to make her way behind the currently irate werecheetah.
As Lydia was creeping her way behind Brittany, the werecheetah paid the rat no mind as her full attention was focused on the guy in front of her. The fact that he seemed to be trying to shake himself apart went unnoticed by Brittany. Hell, she was one pissed off werecheetah who had just been doing something that she should have been doing with only her muffin. There was going to be hell to pay!
The only problem was...the guy who was currently in Brittany's arms just went limp and fainted right before she could demand what the hell kind of magic he used on her to do something like this. "Well that's just great," she mumbled. Killing the little puke when he had been awake and too terrified to defend himself for... doing THAT to her may of fit into Brittany's moral code, but outright murder on some kid who didn't even look out of high school yet was pushing it a little. So she'd just have to wait till he woke up, THEN she could break every bone in his body.
So with the one object of her wrath currently in the world of the unconscious, Brittany turned her head towards a sneaky wererat, and frowned a little when Lydia froze up from Brittany just looking at her. What was it with her and the rest of her pals being so terrified of her anyway? The last time she had seen those three she had told them she didn't care about the past, so they didn't have any reason to be afraid.
Unless... could she really be the one responsible for this? But that didn't make any sense. But then again, the wererats could just be trying to use some sort of psychological warfare against her for some evil and cruel reason, which the only wererat who had any real experience with a werecheetah was sent to carry out. Only it had blown up in her face and she got caught up in it too.
Well, Brittany had some time to kill before the kid woke up and she could ask some questions so it was worth the time. Besides, now that she thought about it, she did want to know just what the hell someone like that wererat was doing within ten miles of her. So with that in mind Brittany got off the bed and looked at the wererat as she returned her gaze with a look of utter terror.
"You! Did you have anything to do with this," Brittany demanded once she was back on her feet.
Pressed up against the wall with nowhere to run and terror running throughout ever fiber of her being, Lydia gulped as she heard the monster cat in front of her ask something. However in her current state Lydia was too frightened to make sense of it.
When the rat-girl only responded by shaking more and letting out a small squeek of terror, Brittany just sighed and walked over to grab the girl by the shoulders. With the other lycanthrope unable to get away, Brittany bent down to look at her eye to eye, and blinked when the wererat started hyperventilating. "What in the heck is wrong with you?" she asked with a frown and a bit of concern. True, Brittany was still mad as hell, but at the moment she had realized that she was the oldest person in the room, and the adrenaline rush of her anger had subsided when she noticed the wererat's terrified state.
"Y-your eyes," the girl managed to stutter out. "P-P-please, c-close your eyes."
After looking the girl over for a moment Brittany just shrugged before moving her hands down to take hold of the other girl's wrists and did as she was asked. With them both being completely naked Brittany was sure that the girl didn't have a silver dagger hidden away somewhere, and even if she somehow did there was no way she could use it now. "There, would your mind telling me what that was all about?" Brittany asked while the rat's teeth chattering had stopped.
Still recovering from her mystical induced terror, Lydia kept taking deep breaths as Brittany asked her question. However when the cat had gotten done, the rat could only blink and look back to the face of her captor. "What the @#$! do you mean 'what was that all about'?" Lydia demanded. "Don't you even know what happens when you damn cats look at us?"
When Brittany only shook her head, Lydia just stared at the werecat. She really didn't know about her doom gaze ability? Lydia knew that her target was pretty uneducated about her heritage, but not knowing about something like that was about the same as not knowing how fast a werecheetah could run. "Well, just don't do it for awhile, okay?" Lydia demanded.
"Why not?" Brittany yelled back.
"Because it scares the $#!^ out of wererats," Lydia shouted. "You people were created to KILL us! Didn't it cross your stupid feline mind that maybe the guy who made us gave you cats a few enchantments to help you do just that besides speed and strength?"
Crouching there next to the wererat, Brittany would have blinked if she could have opened her eyes. Well, it made a kind of sense. Although, why didn't her dad remove it like her ability to turn people into lycanthropes had been taken out?
Oh the hell with that; one question at a time here.
"Okay then, if that's true then I'll make you a little deal," Brittany told her. "I'm going to ask you something, and if you tell me the truth then I'll just won't look at you till we can fix this. But if I think you're lying, let's just hope you don't have a heart attack before I can have my folks show up. Understand?"
"Fine, then hurry it up," Lydia replied. Of course she noticed that there had been no mentioning of letting her go.
"Did you do this?" Brittany demanded.
"Do what?"
"Do what?" Brittany repeated in anger while glaring at the rat. "How about make me sleep with some guy that ISN'T my husband and yourself?" Which judging by his reaction, was another wererat. However when she remembered that she was supposed to be keeping her eyes closed, she quickly shut them and waited for the girls response.
"OH give me a #@$%ING BREAK," Lydia yelled into the werecheetah's face. "Do you actually think I would EVER in a billion years go to bed with a werecheetah and... and... oh you got to be kidding me." The reason for Lydia's tailing off was quite simple. Unable to budge her arms to point thanks to Brittany's holding onto her wrists, the wererat had just nodded towards the direction of the cat-girl when mentioning her in the previous statement, then looking over to the unknown boy when talking about him.
However, when Lydia did switch her attention to the male third of their little threesome, he had been sprouting fur all around his body in a pattern she knew all too well, while his ears were shifting to something more feline and a tail seemed to be waving hello from behind his back. After that, well, maybe it was the fact that Lydia had her first lesbian experience with her worst nightmare catching up to her, maybe it was the fact that the first person she ever had sex with was also part of the werecheetah species, or maybe it was the fact that it was just too early in the morning for this shit. Bit whatever the reason, Lydia's reaction was a predictable one. Her eyes rolled back up in her head, and she fell forward onto Brittany's shoulder into unconsciousness while praying that this had all been a dream.
Feeling the lighter lycanthrope collapse onto her in the middle of a rant, Brittany opened her eyes and looked back to the bed to see what could have affected her so. After that, and seeing the occupant of the bed, she could only stare with morbid fascination when the change completed itself in front of her eyes.
A werecheetah, the kid was a werecheetah. Although... she had been pretty damn certain he hadn't been one last night, and if he had been a wererat there would have been no way in hell he could of been infected by Brittany; that is if she could even infect people. Oh damnit, things were starting to get even more complicated than usual.
Why couldn't she have just stayed home last night when Gina talked about her new find? "Hey wait a second," Brittany mumbled as something caught her attention. "Where the hell IS Gina anyway?"
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