"See Ya!" He ran out the door taking only a moment to reach the waiting car. "Where we headed?" asked the driver. "To your house!" He replied with a tell tale smirk. "That's what I told them". He pointed over his shoulder at the house they were just pulling away from. "They are so dumb! Be nice for a little while, do a couple things around the house and youre' good to go!" They headed to the latest event they had cooked up meeting the girls and like so many nights before, worked hard hammerin out as much fast and furious living any kid their age could think of. Just as they were about to leave their last destination heading back into the world policed by mere mortals, the door exploded open almost hitting them in the face and a white faced friend staggered in and fell at their feet. "Look it's another saturday night!" (code for: he's wasted again) and they all started laughing. They watched as he slowly staggered to his feet and after several attemps he looked up, they all stared in expectation waiting for his typical slur of words and the projectile vomiting which would most definately follow. Already his body was convulsing involuntarily getting ready to expel any and all contents of his stomach. They all backed up in concert as if pushed by an invicible hand still laughing, waiting for what was to come. Standing and lifting his head to face the onlookers, they watched as he opened his mouth and with one last spasm of his body, their laughter choked and they gasped as instead of the expected, he let out a ghastly moan filled with the gutteral sound of sucking air, trailing off in a final high pitched cry, it seemed to come from a soul being crushed, suffocated by something terrible. Rushing forward the questions came in waves, battering their friend they seemed to be physically pounding his body as with each new wave he would try to respond and then simply continue that body wrenching sob alternating between gulping and hiccuping for air and that awful eerie cry. Taking command of the situation the team as they were known, moved everyone back and standing on either side of the fallen one, they gathered him up and walked him over to a chair and with unlikely gentleness sat him down. "Now, what happened?" the rider of the team spoke. Slowly they began sifting through their friends unconsolable tears to find the source of his emotional pain.
"I told him! I told him over and over again not to do it! But Ron said he just wanted a peek, a quick look inside, I even offered to bring him next weekend if he would just not go through with it. The next thing I knew he was gone. I turned my back for just a second to checkout this chick, and he was gone. I ran around the corner heading for the place but it was too late. It was horrible man kinda like 'Alien' meets 'Arachnaphobia' egg sack. I've never seen a metamorphasis before. He ...it ..I" He trailed off and began to cry quietly
“No way!” The group exclaimed; “You didn’t! That’s impossible! No one has ever seen a metamorphosis in our life time!” The whole crowd murmured in agreement.
Certainly they had heard of this, but never had they or anyone they knew seen such things. In fact, most people considered it a myth. ..... Stay tuned
