Scouting with Wolfie, S

Samantha Wolfe left the gym and fell into a loping run. <It's a good thing that I never tried out for track. The coach would have loved my running.> Move towards the scent of panic, she was stunned to see a fleet of flying saucers levitating through the air just above the treetops in precise formation. Each ship was composed of a giant metal ring orbiting a central command orb. A huge antenna like a giant plus sign branched off from the orbiting ring, rotating with it, scanning all 360 degrees around the ship for targets. Bursts of blue and pink lanced out from the antenna. Samantha could smell the fear coming from the targets. As she came into view of Langkowski Street, she was shocked at the sight of abandoned cars and fleeing drivers amid a battlefield littered with puddles of blue sludge and Alien warriors dressed in tatters.

The Venusian ground troops were directing fire from the saucers. Seven foot amazons with pointed ears and a bald head that pulsated as if the brain were attempting to escape, the troopers would point at a pedestrian with a two fingered hand. The targeted victim would be consumed by a blaze of blue or pink fire from the antenna of a hovering saucer. Males were reduced to blue sludge while females were distorted. To Wolfie's horror, the women were being transformed into more Venusian warriors! Wolfie caught the solid black eyes of one of the recent victims and could see no trace of humanity within. The scent was distorted. Samantha caught a wisp of directed thought: "The day of Venus has come. Submit to your liberation, sister!" As Samantha turned to survey the scene, a bolt of pink flame enveloped the lycanthropic teen.