09-17-2014, 11:03 PM
Calvin struck bringing the man to the ground as he did so. The man moved, making it hard for Calvin to get a grasp on him. Calvin had enough humanity not to lunge at the man's throat with his teeth. The scarf was in the way anyways and the man's motorcycle helmet would have made it difficult. Instead, he tried to grapple with the man, gaining the advantage.
"No..no...no..."
the mother said.
"Mommy...his eyes are yellow - like the article said - why is the Wolfman hurting the man that saved us?"
the young girl said.
Calvin stopped...the young girls words reaching the human part of his brain. He eyes turned to face the girl. The mother was holding her tightly. The mother's eyes held fear and the girls curiosity. Calvin sniffed the air and he could smell the fear eminating from the man beneath him and the mother; the girls sent held fear and curiousity. Another scent came from between the bed and a chest.
Calvin's eyes stared at the spot the unknown scent was coming from. "The bad man is over there."
A look of sadness came into Calvin's eyes. "By God, what have I become?
Calvin thought as he stood. Calvin offered his hand to the man beneath him.
"Sorry...
he couldn't come up with any other words to say as he helped the man stand and moved to find the actual criminal. The man with the helmet had certainly done a number on him. He was quite unconscious. Calvin found a rope and tied the man up and hoisted him over his shoulder.
He turned to the mother. "I'll leave him downstairs. Call the police to pick him up. There's a precinct nearby it shouldn't take long...and sorry I scared you."
He turned to the little girl. "Thank you for your intervention, miss. I'm sorry I scared you too.
Calvin turned to the man in the motorcycle helmet. "I'm sorry - I thought you were going to hurt them. I hope I didn't harm you too much. Come with me - I'll buy you a drink or something to make up for it."
Although Calvin felt bad about what he had done to the man, getting a drink wasn't exclusively meant to help the man; it would give him an excuse to go get a drink for himself too. Calvin moved to leave the bedroom and head back downstairs.
Edited by Calvin, Sep 17 2014, 11:12 PM.
"No..no...no..."
the mother said.
"Mommy...his eyes are yellow - like the article said - why is the Wolfman hurting the man that saved us?"
the young girl said.
Calvin stopped...the young girls words reaching the human part of his brain. He eyes turned to face the girl. The mother was holding her tightly. The mother's eyes held fear and the girls curiosity. Calvin sniffed the air and he could smell the fear eminating from the man beneath him and the mother; the girls sent held fear and curiousity. Another scent came from between the bed and a chest.
Calvin's eyes stared at the spot the unknown scent was coming from. "The bad man is over there."
A look of sadness came into Calvin's eyes. "By God, what have I become?
Calvin thought as he stood. Calvin offered his hand to the man beneath him.
"Sorry...
he couldn't come up with any other words to say as he helped the man stand and moved to find the actual criminal. The man with the helmet had certainly done a number on him. He was quite unconscious. Calvin found a rope and tied the man up and hoisted him over his shoulder.
He turned to the mother. "I'll leave him downstairs. Call the police to pick him up. There's a precinct nearby it shouldn't take long...and sorry I scared you."
He turned to the little girl. "Thank you for your intervention, miss. I'm sorry I scared you too.
Calvin turned to the man in the motorcycle helmet. "I'm sorry - I thought you were going to hurt them. I hope I didn't harm you too much. Come with me - I'll buy you a drink or something to make up for it."
Although Calvin felt bad about what he had done to the man, getting a drink wasn't exclusively meant to help the man; it would give him an excuse to go get a drink for himself too. Calvin moved to leave the bedroom and head back downstairs.
Edited by Calvin, Sep 17 2014, 11:12 PM.