Isabella soon returns to the dressing rooms. Thinking Cheri
is still in one of the booths she says, “I think I finally found a dress right for me Cheri,” as she enters the other dressing both.
As soon as she enters another hand comes up quickly with
a chloroformed soaked rag clamping onto her face. Isabella quickly passes out as well. Once again a man with a black hooded sweatshirt peers out of the booth. Scanning the store, he picks Isabella up into his arms and quickly carries her out of the store as well. The older women watching again with a look of disgust on their faces turn to each other and say, “These young couples now
CHAPTER TEN
days.” Shaking their heads they return their attention to the sale rack.
Meanwhile, up the street at the bar, Boo and Richard, looking at the clock, realizing they’ve stayed too long, leave the bar to locate the girls so they can return to the cabin before dark.
They head down the street and Boo says, “The dress shop is just a block up and over.”
Richard says, “Let’s look there first.”
Soon after Boo and Richard walk into the dress store, seeing no sign of the girls, they walk up to the service counter. The
Lady behind the counter asks, “May I help you gentlemen?”
“Yes,” Richard says, “I hope so. We’re looking for our
fiancés, one had red hair the other black hair?”
“Have you seen them?” Boo asks.
“You’re their fiancés?” She asks
“Yes.” Says Richard.
“Well that’s odd,” the lady says, “they were both here awhile ago, but they were being carried out in the arms of two different men. Were you aware they were seeing other men? They left their dresses behind, would you want to go ahead and pay for those now?” She asks.
Richard says, “Yes, let me have them! How much do I owe
you?”
She says, “Here, use this,” handing Richard his debit card,
“I found it on the floor of one of the dressing booths.”
Seeing the card belongs to him Richard pays for the dresses. He and Boo grab the bags with the dresses and head out
the door. Richard says, “We better get back, the girls are in trouble.”
Boo says, “Let’s head back to the boat quick!”
When they arrive at the boat dock they see the boat has been taken. “Shit,” Richard says, “those bastards!”
“Come on, there’s a boat down there, let’s take it.” Boo says. “I know the guy, he won’t mind.”
Richard says, “Like he has a choice!” They climb in, untying the boat from the dock, they’re soon heading back to the swamp.
It’s dark when they finally arrive. Boo and Richard get out,
securing the boat they run to the cabin. They enter the cabin, Yank, Tinker, and Pierre are setting at the table. Pierre says, “There’s the happy couples now. How do you like the cabin? Looks pretty good doesn’t it ?” Pierre says.
Richard and Boo look around and say, “Yes looks great! But we’ve got trouble. The brotherhood of wolves have the girls!”
Yank and Tinker speak up in unison, “Well then let’s go kick some werewolf ass!”
Pierre says, “They’ll probably have them back at their
compound.”
Boo says, “Yes, but this time they’ll be waiting for us.”
Richard says, “Boo’s right, we’re going to have to be very
quiet going in after them this time, as they’ll have sentries posted everywhere, that you can bet on!”
Gathering their machetes and shotguns, Richard reloads his 9mm and stuffs a couple of extra clips in his back pocket as they head out the door. They head into the swamp, Tinker and Yank leading the way.
Meanwhile at the brotherhood compound, Lucifer instructs
the brotherhood. “I want you to take positions at all cardinal points of the camp, stay on your toes, as we know they’re coming for the women. Like moths to the flame,” as he lets out a deep throated laugh. Turning to his new Master werewolf Lucifer glares at him with stone cold black eyes and says, “Don’t let me down!”
Jamie’s old room mate, Donald, straps on the wolf strap and says, “I won’t Dark Lord!” He turns to his pack and says, “Take your positions.”
They turn and head out of the compounds headquarters, and blend into their surroundings, ready to strike, having all directions in their sight. The Master Wolf, looks up at the night sky at the
moon over head and says, “It won’t be long now,” as he turns and heads for the shed where the girls are being held captive.
As the shed door opens, Isabella and Cheri look up as Donald, the Master werewolf, walks inside. Smiling at them he says, “Well thanks to you charming ladies, the trap has been set.
Your almost future grooms should be arriving here shortly. Sorry girls, looks like the weddings have been canceled. But not to worry, I’m sure several of my boys will be glad to oblige!”
Laughing he turns and walks out closing and locking the door behind him.
Cheri and Isabella look around the shed, spotting a piece of broken glass on the floor, Cheri rolls over on her side and rolls across the floor till she’s close enough to reach it. Carefully picking it up she starts to saw on the rope around her wrist.
Outside it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The
brotherhood hunkered down in the brush ready to pounce on their unsuspecting guest. One of them on the south side of the compound suddenly grasps his throat as Tinkers hunting knife slices deep across it.
The brotherhood member collapses to the ground as Yank
swings down hard completely separating his head from its torso with his machete. Tinker whispers to Yank, “One down, a bunch more to go!”
Yank smiles and says, “Tell Uncle Pierre and Richard the
coast is clear.”
Tinker crawls back to where Pierre and Richard are waiting. “We got one,” Tinker says, “but there is several more up ahead. Come on,” he whispers, “follow me.”
Soon after Pierre, Tinker, and Yank take out the other two
sentries. Tinker and Yank slowly low crawl through the warm wet swamp water as Richard and Pierre bring up the rear.
Having made their way close to the compound, now they wait and watch for an opportunity to possibly find out which shed
holds the girls inside.
Watching the compound, it isn’t long before they see a
couple of brotherhood members walking towards one of the sheds carrying food trays.
Yank and Tinker quickly make their way towards the two brotherhood members staying low as to not be noticed. Taking them from behind, slicing their throats with their hunting knives, then finishing them off with their machetes, they find the keys on one of members.
Unlocking the shed door they quickly run inside. Suddenly Yank feels something strike him over the head, he drops to his knees. Looking up through blurred vision he sees Cheri standing with a piece of two by four in her hands.
Isabella comes out of hiding as Cheri says, “Oh my God! I’m so sorry Yank, I didn’t know it was you,” as Richard, Tinker, Boo and Pierre enter the shed.
“So,” Yank asks as he rubs the top of his head, “what now?”
Cheri, looking at him, says, “I’m so sorry.”
Pierre says, “Now we try and sneak out of here.”
Looking at his watch Richard says, “Yea, cause the midnight hour is officially here. You know what that means.”
“Yea,” Tinker says, “it means our old friends are about to
wolf out!”
Richard says, “We’re just going to have to keep our heads.”
Boo laughs and says, “Hey, that’s pretty funny. Keep our
heads, that’s a good one Richard.”
“You know what I mean!” Richard says. “Besides, this is
no time for jokes.”
“Well,” Boo says, “w
e managed to sneak in here, maybe we can sneak out as well.”
“Afraid not,” Isabella says, “as this guy, the new Master
werewolf, was here earlier and he said that they had the trap set for you guys.”
“Well,” Richard says, “that means they’re probably right
outside waiting on us.”
“Is there a back door to this shed?” Yank asks.
“Afraid not,” Cheri says, “when I cut myself and Isabella free we looked for one. Then Yank came through the door and that’s when I clobbered him over the head. I thought he was one of them.”
“Well,” Pierre says, “looks like the only way out of here is
through them.”
Tinker says, “Well it don’t sound like much of a plan, but I
guess it’s the only one we have.”
Pierre says, “Yank, you, Tinker, and Boo lead the way, we’ll follow right behind. Let’s go!”
They open the shed door and slowly head out across the
compound single file, as they reach the center of the compound they stop.
Regrouping they start looking around and soon realize they’re completely surrounded by Werewolves growling at them, teeth bared and craving human flesh! Yank says, “Well looks like our shit’s in the wind!”
With that Richard says, “Maybe not,” as he pulls out his 9mm loaded with silver bullets.
Tank says, “Richard, it’s not going to work this time, there’s just too damn many of them!”
“No,” Richard says, “actually there’s only one.”
Boo asks, “Are you blind Richard?”
“No, but one of these critters,” he says, “is our Master
werewolf, and if I remember the legend right you can tell which one he is from the rest of the pack by calling out his Christian name.”
“What good does that do?” Asks Pierre.
Richard says, “You call out his Christian name, the Master
werewolf will temporarily transform back into his human form. Just long enough for me to cap his ass a few times with these silver bullets. After that the others will change back to their human form, as they remain werewolves only until the Master werewolf has been destroyed.”
Cheri says, “Well sweetheart the problem is, Jamie’s dead,
remember? You killed him, this is a new Master werewolf, we don’t know who he is.”
With that Isabella speaks up and says, “No, but I do! Remember, I’m a Psychic.”
Richard asks Isabella as the pack starts closing in on them,
“What’s his name Isabella?”
She replies, “You know Richard, think about it. Who was Jamie’s room mate?”
“Donald?” Richard asks.
Isabella says, “Bingo!”
Hearing that Richard looks out at the pack of werewolves
and screams, “Come out and play Donald!”
Hearing his name called, Donald transforms instantly back to human form as Richard takes aim and fires three rounds into his chest. Donald drops to the ground kicking and howling, finally his body goes limp lying dead on the ground before Richard.
Looking out at the rest of the pack, Cheri, Pierre, and the
others watch as the brotherhood instantly transform back into their human form. Confused, naked, and shaken, they look down on the ground and see a dead young man lying naked before them. Looking down at themselves they become aware of their nakedness too.
Richard tells them, “Gather around, I have some good news
to tell all of you.” As they come closer, Richard explains to them that they’ve all been under a Satanic curse. “Caused by this,” he says, as he bends down and pulls the Wolf Strap from around Donald’s waist holding it up in the air.
“But now,” Richard says, “you have not only your lives back, but your souls as well! The curse that was placed on you by
this dead man lying before you, was lifted when his life ended tonight! So you are all free to go home to your families and you can all put this nightmare behind you.”
Boo shouts, “You’re free!”
As Cheri, Isabella, Pierre’s three nephews, along with Pierre and Richard stand before them, one by one each man and
woman who once had been enslaved by a curse, walk by them single file shaking Richards and the others hands, thanking them as they head off to reclaim their clothes as well as their lives and their families. The curse now lifted they were free to leave the nightmare of The Devil’s Wolf Strap behind them.
After they all had left, Pierre smiles turning to his daughter
Cheri and his new friend Isabella and says, “What are we waiting for? We have a double wedding to go to!” Cheri and Isabella take turns hugging Pierre, then they turn and run to the arms of their future husbands, Boo and Richard.
Tinker and Yank both in unison shout out, “YEEEE
HAAAW!” as they all make their way through the swamp towards the Bernard brothers cabin, that Richard and Cheri will soon call their new home.
Unnoticed by them, Lucifer walks slowly over to Donald’s
body. Looking down he sees the Wolf Strap lying next to him.
Bending down Lucifer picks it up, saying as he does, “You may think this is over Mr. Devine, but I can assure you, It’s not! Not by a long shot.” Lucifer turns, grasping the Wolf strap in his hand, his cane in the other as he turns and walks away disappearing into a cloud of putrid grey smoke.
The end.
Or is it?
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