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// Lycan I : Apple Family, OC 
// Story: Writing by the Seat of My Pants 
// by Phonyyx 
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It was a cloud-filled night on Sweet Apple Acres. All the Apple family rested from a long day's work of bucking apple trees. But one charcoal-coated earth colt was running for his life. He ran out of the Everfree Forest and looked up to the night sky. The clouds blocking the moon were starting to part. He had to get indoors, under some shade, somewhere-anywhere. He saw the Sweet Apple Acres barn. Its doors were open, just wide enough for him to squeeze through. He closed the barn doors and slammed the latch down, locking himself inside.
The sound of clanking steel against steel at random intervals filled the barn as farm tools swung slightly in the air from there hanging posts. The colt slow backed away from the barn doors, avoiding a patch of moonlight from an open window. His stomach rumbled loudly. He lifted his snout and sniffed the air. He could smell food nearby, not in the barn, in the barn house. Four meals waiting for him to devour. His eyes widened and he shook his head, releasing himself from the hunger-induced trance.
As the night slowly dragged on, his stomach growled louder and louder. He couldn't stand the empty feeling in his stomach and reached over to a crate of apples. He grabbed an apple and bit down, swallowing the entire apple in one bite. He easily ate more apples, but none could satiate his unnatural hunger. Worse, he could feel himself being drawn to the moonlight. It was beautiful, so compelling to just stand in the moonlight. If just for a while, that couldn't do any harm, right? The colt walked over and into the moonlight.
He reached out with his hoof. The moment the moonlight fell upon it, his hoof grew fur. It grew bigger, reshaping itself into a paw. Clouds blocked the moon, severing the moonlight from his body. He stepped forward and looked upward towards the moon. Slowly, the clouds parted, and his entire body was bathed in moonlight. He hunched over, feelings his spine grow and reshape itself. He shouted out in pain and agony as his snout grew longer, his nostrils widened, and his teeth grew into sharp triangles. His ears became longer, with small tuffs of fur at the base of them. His entire body, save his the ends of his hooves, grew a silver layer of fur. The ends of his hooves each parted, forming canine paws in place of his natural equine hooves. Claws sprouted forth in each toe on his paws. His tail raised itself, his spine grew into his tail and was quickly covered by more silver fur.

Applejack, Big Mac, and Apple Bloom all looked at the destroyed doors of their barn. The heavy doors laid in two pieces, with numerous smaller splinters spreading outward. That wasn't what confused them, what confused them were the claw marks over the doors and the edges of the door frame. "Now what in tarnation caused this?" Applejack asked in disbelief.
"A lycan." The three Apples turned to see a tall unicorn. He was wearing enough clothing to keep him warm in Northern Equestria. Pockets and patches covered his clothing.
"A what? And who are you?"
"Names Helsing. And a lycan is a pony whose made a deal with the devil and have their bodies inhabited by demons. So they are, in essence, demons themselves." Helsing took a closer look at the damaged barn doors and huffed. "You're all lucky this one was just a youngling. If it had been a full grown adult, it certainly would have killed you all."
"Wait, then why was it trying to get into our barn?" Applejack asked.
"It wasn't trying to get in, it was trying to get out. And by the looks of it, it succeeded."
"So theres one of those lycan-things loose in Ponyville?" Apple Bloom asked in utter disbelief.
"Unfortunately so." Apple Bloom shuddered.