How Sammy met Jenny (Canon) (no sexual content)

Samantha Flowerdust always was fascinated by human technology. At the age of 10 she talked to the city birds for hours about cars, television and other human stuff. When turning 30 she moved out of her parents’ nest and choose a forest close to a human town as her realm. Much too early, in the opinion of her parents, since with 30 years Sammy is barely more than a child in fairy standards.

The forest was part of a nature reserve, so Sammy had little to do she could focus on helping the animals, growing more threes and sometimes take a day off to fly over to the town and learn more about humans. It was pretty exciting for her. She watched them work, learning, loving, fucking, betraying each other and then fuck with another person. From time to time Sammy even managed to get close enough to a phone or TV to use it.

But Sammy never thought that she would actually talk to a real human one day. It was strictly forbidden for magic creatures like her to expose themselves to humans. The years passed and Sammy turned 120, the age a fairy is considered a young adult. And in the same year, something else happened. Something Sammy would never think to be real.

One night with almost full moon, after a very disappointing date with a very boring butterfly, Sammy returned to her nest and thought about going to bed, since it was already late, when she suddenly heard a wolf howl. This was strange, since there were no wolfs in her forest. However, she could hear the wolf rush through the undergrowth. His howling and growling were too loud to sleep, so Sammy decided to fly down and tell it to be quiet.

But what she saw was much different to the wolves in her parents’ forest. The wolf walked upright and looked almost human. Despite the fact that this thing was a grotesque mix of wolf and human. The head and feet were wolf like, the body was covered in fur and some shreds of torn clothes, but looked like a muscular human body. And the hands were human too but fur covered and with sharp claws. In the eyes of the creature was pure murderous lust.

Sammy had only heard of werewolves and never met one. But she knew that these beasts can’t control by full moon and never stop their hunt. Not even in front of friends or lovers. So, she stayed out of sight and waited. It was horrible to watch the werewolf sneak around. But it got even worse, when a deer, none of the deer’s Sammy was close, appeared in sight. Immediately the werewolf growled and its hunting instinct kicked in. The deer fled as fast as it could, and the werewolf followed.

As fast as her wings could carry her, Sammy followed the werewolf and the deer. They were too fast, but luckily Sammy could hear them. Finally, the Forest ended and Sammy almost crashed in the werewolf, who appeared suddenly in front of her. The deer was slain and its blood covered the ground. The Werewolf, covered in blood too, howled while ripping pieces of meat out of the deer’s body.

Sammy was thinking for ways to deal with this situation. She could wait until sunrise, call a boar and cast the werewolf out of the forest. But whoever it was, he or she was a victim of the curse and this was not a way to deal with victims. Maybe Oscar, the old bear in the northern part of the forest could carry the werewolf out of the forest, but by the time he would be there, the werewolf would be long gone.

However, the situation was about to clear itself. In the next few minutes, the first sunlight enlightens the forest. The moon was still there, but without the darkness of the night, it was not strong enough to keep the werewolf in the monster form. And suddenly, the werewolf begins to howl again and grabs some parts of its body.

The wolf obviously was in pain. It screamed during the transformation. The fur disappeared first, then the claws, paws and the wolf like face. Eyes, nose and mouth became more human and went back in place. In the end there was a girl lying on the ground. She was quite attractive. Maybe 13 or 14 years old.

The girl lay there for a moment. She breathed heavily and looks around confused. The shreds around her torso, likely the remains of her clothes, were just enough to cover her most private areas. When she spotted the deer and saw all the blood, the girl cried shrill and jumped back.

“Oh my god,” the girl screamed and began to sob “what have I done?”

Sammy felt pity for this poor girl. And she hated herself for considering sending the boars after her to cast her away. This girl clearly suffers under this curse. It was not her fault and clearly not her decision. Of course it was still forbidden for magic creatures to expose themselves to humans, but seeing this girl cry, Sammy decided that a werewolf is magic enough to be an exception. So, Sammy left her hideout in the threes and came down to the girl.

“Hey, girl,” Sammy said carefully and flied a little out of reach, “are you alright? You had a rough night.”

“Who are you?” The girl asks shocked and looked around, “where are you? I didn’t want this.”

“Calm down, little werewolf,” Sammy said to calm the girl down, “I’m Samantha. Sammy for my friends. Who are you?”

“Jenny” the girl said fearsome and stared at Sammy, “what are you?”

“I’m a fairy,” Sammy said calm and flied a little closer, “I’m the guardian of this forest and it’s residents.”

“Oh god, I’m a monster,” The girl called Jenny cried and tears ran down her cheeks. “I murdered this deer. Please, I haven’t wanted this.”

“Girl, please, you have to calm down,” Sammy said quickly, “it’s not your fault. Werewolves are predators. This is the way of nature. But you need to calm down. You're at the end of your rope. Please let me help you.”

“How?” Jenny sobbed, “a witch told me there is no way to break the curse. I’m a monster. I will never be normal. I will hurt and kill everybody close to me. Even my mother left me.”

“You are right, I can’t end your curse or bring your mother back,” Sammy admitted, “but you are not a monster. You are a victim and I want to help you. If you let me.”

“You … you are very beautiful,” Jenny mumbles shy and opens her hand for Sammy to land in it.

Sammy came down on the hand and immediately scattered some fairy dust over the girl’s face. The

“Fairy dust,” Sammy explains quickly, “restores all your strength and health.”

“I … thanks,” Jenny mumbles surprised and much calmer, “I feel much better.”

“Magic can be rough sometimes, and you are indeed not blessed by it,” Sammy says calm, and stretches her wings, “but in the right hand, it can be as beautiful as sunrise. How about you tell me a little about you? How long do you live with this curse? And where do you live.”

“I live with my father,” Jenny answers and looks to the ground, “I’m 14 and I was bitten by a werewolf when I was in Elementary school. By night I lock myself in a cage to not hurt somebody. But last night my friend Leyla took me to a party and I forgot to leave early enough to catch the bus home. And so, I ran away. In this forest. Far away from people I could hurt. But … this deer … I … I don’t …”

“Well, at least you have friends who care for you,” Sammy says to change the topic, “that’s very important. With friends such crises are only half as bad. And are there some cute boys in your live? Or maybe girls.”

“I … I have a boyfriend,” Jenny mumbles and blushes, “his name is Max. He was always there for me and I really love him. But … I don’t know for how long this will continue.”

“Why, doesn’t he consider you attractive anymore?” Sammy asks surprised.

“No, that’s not the problem,” the girl says sad, “He … he doesn’t know I’m a monster. A Monster that murders innocent deer. And … I … he will hate me if he ever finds out. Or fear me. Or in worst case, he wants to stay with me and one day the blood on me is his. How can I love or be loved? I’m a murderous beast.”

“Well, if you ask me, than there is no curse true love can’t endure,” Sammy replies proud, “and if he really dumps you, you are always welcome here. I will take good care of you. And I already know about your curse. It is not a danger for me. I guess it will be good for you to have some friends that know about your fate.”

“Thanks, little fairy,” Jenny mumbles shy, “I … I never met somebody like you.”

“And I never had a human friend,” Sammy replies and flies over to Jenny’s shoulder, “this friendship will be the best that ever happened to us.”

There was a short moment of silence. Jenny was able to calm down completely, despite the fact that she was covered in blood and shreds.

“I better call my father so he can pick me up,” Jenny says and looks around, “I left my phone close to the bus stop at the border of your forest. Can you tell me where I have to go?. And … do you have any clothes by any chance.”

“Nothing your size,” Sammy answers grinning and points north, “there's a creek a hundred meters that way. You can wash yourself there and I'll ask the birds if there were hikers here the other day and if they … >forgot< a few clothes.”