Oh God, you think angrily.
Where am I? I'm so lost.. I should have never listened to my parents! Go to a college in London, they say! Feh. It's hard enough to manage your way through the London Underground. It all looks the same to you. Suddenly, you get a flashback.
Holy Crap wasn't An American Werewolf in London in the London Underground?!
Horrified, you now become extremely paranoid. You clutch the map tighter to you and walk nervously. There is nobody in the station, you are alone with just your footsteps as company. The winding turns and the intimidating tracks and wide open space are scary enough.
Absurd, absurd! you assure yourself.
Werewolves? Puh-lease. It's just a subway. In England. In the dark..
A loud crash is heard behind you. You whirl around, breath caught in your throat.
Nobody there.Come on now.. You're just hearing things, you think to yourself, trembling like a leaf.
There's nobody in here but me
You were wrong.
The shadow of a quadroped slowly grew larger from around the bend. You clammer for anything to run up, but the only stairs available are between you and this approaching shadow. You watch with fear, to see a rather large and emaciated wolf-looking creature come around the corner. The animal walked with a sort of limp, and its head was lowered. It wasn't necessarily looking at you, but it looked awful preoccupied.
As he comes closer, you start to notice all the intriguing markings on this animal. Nothing that you've ever seen before, that was for sure. His two ears were facing backwards, with red and black alternating stripes. You happened to count, two stripes of each color. You also notice the animal's front left paw, which was a brilliant rainbow from its shin down to its paw.
Strange, indeed!
It finally notices you. You started to relax, as this animal looks more like a scared puppy than a rabid animal about to attack and rip you to shreds. It slowly advances, the back muscles showing as the paws alternated, and soon you and the creature are barely 3 feet apart. You notice its back left hindleg as well, which is coloured to look just like the british flag. It also becomes apparant that its paw wasn't the only rainbow feature, from the back of the animal's neck to the tip of its tail was a big rainbow pattern. The underside had neon colors and spots, and was quite a sight indeed. The animal looked up at you and sat down, grinning and showing its white teeth. You gulp.
Sharp white teeth.
It seems to see that you're nervous. Much to your surprised, it opened its muzzle and talked.
Sorry, human. Do I seem to..
frighten you?" The heavy thick british accent revealed this animal was male, and was not said in the form of a question. It sounded more like a challenge.
You gain back your voice, "No. Of course not.
The animal cackled, and stood. "Well, why not, human?" He started circling you. "After all, I'm nothing but scum. I have
TEETH," he whirled around in front of your face to clash his teeth together. "I have claws, as well," he offered a paw to show his dagger claws. "As well as a four-leg advantage to you, human. What do you say to that?
You reply bravely, "I have to say that you still dont intimidate me.
The animal stood in front of you, then laughed. "I like you, human. You amuse me." He narrowed his eyes and grinned maliciously. "I'm Sepio. This is my turf, if you haven't figured that out.
W-Well," you stammer, "I was not aware. I'm just trying to find this one station, you see-
The wolf cuts you off by holding up its rainbow paw. "Enough. I'm tired of you..
PEOPLE," he said this word the same way some would say the word 'manure', "coming into my home and trashing my house. Lookit this," he walked over to a piece of garbage. He kicked it with his hind leg. "Disgusting. I have to live in this squalor, can you imagine?!
He muttered a few things, but had his back turned. You slowly realize that he's not going to harm you, he just loves intimidation. "Well erm.. Sepio.. Could you answer me a few questions while you're at it?
Sepio turned around with an amused expression, "Shoot, human.
Well for starters, why are you down here?
The animal paused. "Well, I have no real family," he seemed to admit. "I was bullied a lot when I was younger because I had a lot of colors in my pelt." He showed you the bottom of his tail to show exactly what you mean, and you nodded. "British bullies aren't nice things," he smirked. "Anyway, it sort of forced me to live in near solitude. I have a few others who live around here with me, but I'm pretty alone most of the time.
Speaking of pelt colours-" you start.
Genetics," he immediately spoke, then stood. He walked over to the stairs and peered up at the emerging light. He stared back at you, with a sort of devilish smile on his face. "You want to take the train to the next stop," he advised you, sitting. As if on cue, the subway comes whizzing past, and in when the split-second shadow passed,
he was gone
