Berkshires-Lycanthropy: American Left

A Story by Abishai100

A timeshare finds Amlan, religiously tortured werewolf, working with a Mass.-librarian while a stalking evildoer (a bad-moon wolf) seeks bad fortune!

A Halloween fanfiction of the iconic lycanthropy series Werewolf (Fox-TV) starring Chuck Connors!

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Amlan Satan had found himself in this new area of New England, the Berkshires, near a timeshare vacation area of gorgeous landscapes in the autumn-season, invited by the area-librarian (Ezzy Harris) for a nice-work for salary and perhaps/hopefully a 'spiritual' escape from lycanthropy-malady as the full-moon arrived (October 28).

EZZY (Librarian/Berkshires): You're bitten by a 'black-wolf' as a teen?

AMLAN SATAN (Werewolf): Pine-Barrens; I was 16; transformed my life!

EZZY: You're being humorous or making some symbolic analogy for IQ.

AMLAN: I'm not being 'veiled' about personal-problems; never mind.

EZZY: Glad you're here, Satan; you seem like an aspiring librarian.

AMLAN: Sure; Berkshires (Mass.) is good for social media (tourism!).

EZZY: Sure; Mass.-city (Boston) is seeing a share of crimes/piracy.

AMLAN: People wanna come here (then) for (needed) Mass.-therapy?

EZZY: Steak-and-salad, Amlan; good for social media.

Amlan was happy working as a new librarian in the Berkshires, under the guidance of the area executive (Ms. Harris) and wondered if he'd (ever) be able to fully-confide in someone or gain trust/courage to become a lifelong friend, in this life-tale 'quest' for remedy and peace. Amlan Satan had fought evil werewolves with the same condition as he, when the full-moon 'energy' and mystery boiled something in the lycanthrope-heart and began to mutate the senses to the level(s) of bio-chem/physique (complete) transformation. He resented this life, but he (ironically) felt 'good' being an 'ethical' werewolf, seeking more 'heroics' than bloody-murder; and mostly, he'd been a town-to-town wanderer, seeking temp-jobs and 'company' to escape his dark secret (sadly).

AMLAN: This library rocks; but I'm 'wary' of this stranger coming lately.

LIBRARIAN: Ezzy (Ms. Harris) thinks he's been stalking her, Amlan Satan!

AMLAN: Wow, in a Berkshires/place (like this)?

LIBRARIAN: Sounds downright un-American, for the Halloween-season.

AMLAN: Maybe I'll 'snoop' around to see what this stranger seeks.

LIBRARIAN: Cool (thanx).

EZZY: Silver bullets, Amlan Satan?
AMLAN: I wanted to show this (to you).

EZZY: You (now) claim this 'stranger' stalking me is an 'evil' lycanthrope.

AMLAN: You gotta believe me; but I'm dealing with him...as a man.

EZZY: Shoot with humility rather than wrestle as a beast (ok).

AMLAN: Hey, all you need think this stalker 'departed' for privacy!

EZZY: Alright (I think); they say silver-bullets prompt 'swift' fitness.

AMLAN: Don't worry about it (stay cool).

The fight was Hell. First, our hero-lycanthrope sad-soul (Amlan) tried his hand at shooting the stalker (a werewolf indeed!) with his silver-bullets loaded Berkshires (acquired) rifle but missed, as this 'evil' lycanthrope proved too evasive/swift, but it was October 28th, and the stranger who'd stalked Ezzy at the library required Prince Satan to tackle this darkness not as a man...but as a 'Wolfen' specter (wow).

LIBRARIAN: You've photos for the deed, Amlan Satan?
AMLAN: I 'exiled' the beast/stranger and deliver Berkshires-IQ, friend!

LIBRARIAN: Godspeed to you...I hear you're departing New England.

AMLAN: Yeah, well; got a job-offer for New-Year's (Windy-City).

LIBRARIAN: Getting there by train, eh?

AMLAN: Yeah...leaving-behind photo-graphics for lycanthropy-teachers.

LIBRARIAN: Cool (thanx).

Before our Amlan departed New England, he shared a world-exchange symbolic soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) for gratitude for the relief from that 'stalker' from Hell (an actual werewolf like Amlan Satan). He thought about how he'd sought comfort/peace in the Berkshires, and how his evil adversary (the unnamed/unknown stranger, a lycanthrope of full-moon misery) had sought a 'darker' fortune of prowler-IQ, and Amlan in one of those rare-instances, felt thankful for the comforts/fortune his wanderer-life brought him (and perhaps others).