Miraculous! Tales of Oh Wolf and the Liu Ladybug!

Chapter IIII: Wolf Boy Yapping

Sehun stumbled across the room with his hands buried into his face. Or what felt like his face. Either way, he couldn't feel anything with his senses going into overdrive. A huge migraine invaded his space and amplifying every single cell inside his brain.

His senses are going insane.

Too many scents are invading his nose. Coming from different directions, different smells and it’s overwhelming him. Sehun blinked, but everywhere appeared fuzzy. It happened so suddenly- he, he's not even sure if he…- wait, did he? Sehun tripped over his own two feet and fell to the cold floor. His eardrums rattled when the dishes clanked and trinkets shuffled, and pressed a hand against his ear…- wait a second.

… W-where are his ears?! 

Tufts of thick hair covered the sides of his ears, and as his fingers combed further, Sehun panicked. He couldn't feel his ears, just more hair. He’s not going crazy, is he? Oh damn, this is bad. And then, he remembered. “...A-Apollo?” He whimpered. And yet, all he can hear is the students outside the dormitory, and it sounded incredibly loud as hell. Footsteps, doors slamming, shouting, laughter, music and television playing throughout the rooms. He can hear it all. Sehun tried to stand, but the headache clamped down on his mind. Dang it! Ugh, who knew being a hero meant suffering in pain? Within that moment, Sehun regretted even acknowledging the old man. He must've been a creeper looking for young victims to seduce...

That old man had something to do with this.

"Apollo..." Sehun could hear his heart rattling against his chest, and suddenly, he blinked. Something's different. By something, Sehun meant that he's different. His midnight pajamas completely gone, replaced by what seemed like a costume. Sehun slowly, but surely stood, carefully trying to process everything. He looked down at his newly adorned grey gloves, metallic watch bound by his left wrist, white paw prints trickling from his hands to forearms. The gloves were connected to his entire suit made out of spandex, and Sehun quickly walked to the bathroom. Ignoring the headaches, Sehun desperately needed to see the truth. Or rather, the result. And honestly, Sehun didn't even need a light to witness himself in this entire getup. In the darkness, Sehun saw himself with clarity.  Eyes blazing with a passionate topaz hue, and his average black hair transformed into platinum blonde. Woah. He stood in shock, wondering if the young man in the dark gray mask was actually himself. He touched the harden mask protected around the edge of his face, observing the intricate designs of the curved mask. And then, the moment Sehun flicked on the lights- 

“Holy crap!” 

Ears. By ears, he meant seeing two animalistic, furry- ears perched on the top of his head. What the heck is this? Is this what Apollo meant by releasing his inner wolf? His ears twitched, and then twitched again. Dang it, why are his ears constantly twitching?! Ugh, stop it! Sehun pressed against his newly found animal ears, and felt incredibly weird feeling his hands above his head. A silver hoodie hung above him with a flowing cape flowing from behind, all attached by what seems to be a simple dog collar. Black streaks marked the sides of his waistline to his thighs, and Sehun couldn't help but to brush against the black utility belk. Entwined with the belt was a gray shawl, wrapped around his midsection and, well, supposedly the tail dangling between his legs.

"Oh my god." He whispered.

He's officially a superhero. Well, maybe not superhero, but he looks freaking awesome. "Apollo?" He called again, yet heard the tangled noises strangling his ears. 

My apologies.

A voice deep and brusque infiltrated his mind, nearly scaring the living daylights out Sehun. "Where the heck are you?" Sehun had no clue where the little furball went, and hearing voices inside his head creeped him out. 

As of current, I am apart of your conscious. 

Wait, what?!

"Why are you inside my head?" Sehun hissed. He felt incredibly embarrassed talking to himself, but he had no other choice. 

Actually, you do have choices. And I can hear majority of your thoughts, I just choose not to respond. Regardless, I am here to guide you to proper heroism and how to conduct yourself as a miraculous holder. 

Wait, so he can think to himself?

Precisely. 

Okay, this is weird. Well, whatever. So what now? I guessed I transformed into... This. Sehun still felt the headache throbbing from the back of his head as he returned to the kitchen. Everything still felt so surreal to him, turning into some wolf boy smelling different scents, mostly garbage and sweaty bodies. 

You leave the facility to experiment with your abilities. However, refrain from any unnecessary fighting. Then again, I honestly doubt you would be fighting anyone right now. 

Okay, but first he needs some medication...

Sehun walked towards the kitchen cabinet and whipped open the door. Only to find it completely empty. 

Damn.

I heard that. A hero must see the logic of the situation at all times for better improvement. Also, your headache will eventually fade as your body adjust to its amplified abilities. 

Okay, fine, whatever. Sehun snorted, walking towards the door to leave-

I wouldn't recommend that route. It's too public, and many will see you. The window will be the best exit.

... Wait.

You want him to jump out of the window?! "Are you freaking serious right now?" The least thing Sehun needs is broken bones, a ruined face, and death looming over him.

Of course! Did you honestly think I will allow yourself to be exposed? You must be stupid. 

"No way in hell I'm doing that! Apollo, you must be joking. I can't even walk two feet without a headache, and you're asking me to jump out of a window?" Don't the furball know how deep that fall is? Having the audacity to call him, Oh Sehun, a natural genius, stupid? The teenage tsked, feeling less interested in this entire idea. He might as well ditch this whole ordeal and call it quits.

Sehun, that is the first step in testing your new abilities. Risk is absolutely necessary! How can humanity prosper without curiosity and experimenting new ideas? We would still be in ancient times had it not been for risk! Well, and wars, death, devestation and other forced situations. You must place yourself in uncomfortable situations to truly understand-

Okay, he gets it. Geeze, no need for an hour long lecture. Sehun grumbled to himself, treading towards the tiny window and peered from it. Down below looked really low, and maybe a good twelve foot drop. His stomach lurched, and Sehun didn't deny the fear crawling through his skin. Should he really be doing this? After all, he might be hallucinating from diet restrictions and excessive vitamin consumption. Damn, he can feel his heart getting jittery again. Too far, too deep, and not enough reassurance. The newly transformed hero felt uncertain, eyes gazing down the possible death of the ground. "I-..." He stopped himself, afraid of speaking what he genuinely felt. Fear.

It is alright Sehun. I am here with you, and I will protect you.

Although it was a sappy statement, it was enough to push Sehun. He released a sigh, and without further notice opened the window. His heart leaped inside his chest when the fresh wind smacked his face, the midnight moon shining its light upon him. Oddly, his headache went away along with the brewing fear, and the teenager climbed over the window. His combat boots dangling from below, Sehun threatened Apollo with death if the little furry didn't rescue him.

And then, Sehun jumped.

He fell so quickly, Sehun was certain he'd die right then. The drop did horrors to the young boy, and Sehun nearly screamed.  His stomach churned and twisted, did a barrel roll and became a meme. He's going to die! But before Sehun landed to his death, something unexpected happened. Gravity shifted, the harsh wind becoming lighter and stomach softening from its cries.  It felt like soft pads beneath his feet, and without realizing it, Sehun landed carefully onto the ground with a gentle thud. 

. . . 

Still resting on his knees, Sehun stared at the ground in shock. "W-wha... What just...?" He couldn't bring himself to believe it, and everything happened so suddenly-

He fell from a window, and had survived! "Oh my god!" He's alive! And not smothered into the dirt! This... This is amazing! Apollo then told him how he needed better faith. Sehun stood tall and proud of his accomplishment, eager to explore the midnight town with his abilities. But before Sehun could dwell further on his excitement, a unique scent captured his nose by attention. No, it wasn't the intensity of the mowed grass and crisp emission of smog. The spoiling dumpster ten feet behind him and different smells of the human body all intermingled with musk, salt and grossness. At least, on this property it is...

No, it smelled incredibly... What's the word for it? Sweet. It smelled sweeter than lavender. A flowery touch to vanilla, maybe? Regardless, it really freaked Sehun out. Nowhere on this masculine, male-ridden property had feminine qualities whatsoever: no flowerbeds, no perfume, no trees, no girls, so where could this smell be coming from? Apollo inquired to follow the smell, and Sehun couldn't help but to agree. 

Run. Follow it. 

Sehun's instincts yapped at him to follow the scent. Don't allow it to fade away. He can't allow it to fade away- he must follow it! The teenager tried to control himself, but it felt incredibly difficult withholding his growing urgencies. It grew inside his gut, expanding further as Sehun stood his ground. But eventually, Sehun crumbled to his instincts and ran.

Running. Faster than Oh Sehun could ever imagine. Faster than a human being, wind fighting against his entire body as he sped through the fields into the neighborhoods. His abdomen clenching and body unaccustomed to this unusual experience. An adrenaline rush coursing through his veins as his feet pushed past normal speeds. No human being can run twenty five miles per minute, and when Sehun jumped he found himself soaring high above the post lamps. 

This feels amazing.

The inner child locked away was freed. Freedom! The chains completely broken, and for the first time in Oh Sehun's boring life, he laughed.

A/n: Really sorry for the delay. It wasn't my intention to stop, but life gotten in the way. Procrastination played a part, too ^-^;.