You hated this, you hated this so much.
You hated seeing Jackson like this; covered in scales, his beautiful straight teeth now razor sharp and green eyes now yellow-orange and snake-like.
You hated how Jackson had no control over himself and how some crazy old man was making him act like this.
Most of all you hated right now, watching as Lydia said any and everything she can to snap Jackson out of it.
You and Jackson were best friends and you didn't realize it until you saw him with Lydia that you loved him, but it was too late. So now when everyone was in some random warehouse with a monsterized Jackson you had to let Lydia be the one talk to Jackson.
Lydia talked, she cried and when that didn't work she tried to give him back the house key only for him to slash at her and knock it down.
He was about to attack her when you panicked and just yelled
'JACKSON STOP!'
Surprisingly enough, he actually did freeze with his leaking clawed hand in the air.
Now that you had his attention you had to snap him out of this, or at least get his attention off Lydia.
'Your name is Jackson Taylor Whittemore, your life revolves around how you look and lacrosse.' you started, deciding that maybe reminding him who he is will change him back.
He had lowered his hand and turned to you and moved his head in confusion, but he wasn't slicing at you yet so that's a good start.
'You love eating apples before and after a workout, but you wont eat the yellow ones ever. When we were twelve you broke your trying to do a cartwheel and told everyone at school it was soccer injury.' you continued.
Jackson lowered himself to all fours and slithered closer to you, stopping by your feet. He didn't slash at you or try to swipe your feet from under you with his tail so again you spoke.
'And you would do anything for your real friends. Remember when that dickweed wrote "FAGGOT" on Danny's locker when he first came out? You and me terrorized that guy for two weeks until he apologized. And when my dog died you came over everyday to see how I was.' you said.
Jackson's tail wrapped around your leg and nuzzled your thigh while quietly hissing in what you think is content.You placed your hand on the top of his scaly bald head and pet him soothingly.
'Jackson, look at me.' you instructed, and surprisingly again he listened.
'Change back, please. I want to see the Jackson I know and love.
Jackson backed up and began to twist and shake and hiss uncomfortably an in a way that no human ever could.
You watched as the scales slowly vanished leaving smooth skin behind, and his tail slowly slid back into his spin.
Finally all that remained was a very human, and very naked Jackson.
'(Y/N)' Jackson gasped before you ran and hugged him.
'You idiot, never turn into a monster again.' you said into his shoulder.
'I won't.' Jackson said just before he hunched over in sudden pain.
'Jackson!' you yelled in concern before you watched as again he transformed, this time no scales though.
Instead it was glowing blue eyes, sharp teeth, pointy ears and furry cheeks.
'Oh come on! A werewolf seriously!' you groaned.
'Why are the good ones monsters?' you sighed.
