Fricsini Annemaria Johansen came from England, where stories of the supernatural abound.
She moved to New York with her mother in the summer of 1871 and was enrolled instantly into the only Catholic school in town. She had all her classes with the same girl who's name, Fricsini learned, was Jordan Smith. Her and Jordan became great friends and within a few weeks, Jordan had brought her to her favorite spot behind the school in the woods. Jordan said wolves and demons and even witches still roamed the woods and Fricsini has gasped.
The next day at school, Jordan wasn't there. Their religion teacher was talking about the Devil and was getting deep into her lecture. "The Devil is the only cause of evil. God would never hurt His own children like you all. The Devil sends his evil out into the world as demons, werewolves, vampires and witches. God hates these creatures since the Devil, not God, created them. If you ever wish to become a vampire, werewolf or witch, you shall surely go to Hell." She made the kids write what she was saying down in their notebooks.
Once she was down copying the words down, she shuddered and wandered if the Devil had gotten Jordan sick.
The next day, Fricsini skipped school without her mother's permission to go to the forest and went to the spot her and Jordan always went to. It was eerily quiet and the normal wolf howls were gone. Fricsini laid against a rock and out of habit, recited a prayer like they would be doing right now in school. Then for fun, she said it backwards, liking the way it sounded.
She got excited and said it three more times. She clicked her heels but stopped suddenly.
She had heard a noise. She sat up, and locked around the clearing. Leaves in the background rustled. There was no wind. She stood up. "Who's there?" She asked the air. She then yelled it. Something giggled in the trees. a shadow emerged in the shape of a wolf and Fricsini screamed. She slowly backed up, screaming, trying to get away quietly, but something in her brain not letting her do it. The wolf let out a humanoid laugh and then charged.
Fricsini felt the cold, hardness of claws then nothing. She saw herself being turn to shreds without pain. She watched and listened until her brain listened to her. The wolf backed off and Fricsini's shell-like body finally let go. The teacher and kids ran out of the school too late. Jordan ran to her friend and looked off into the forest, but saw nothing. She cried and when the kids and teachers realized what had happened, they left Jordan with the body.
She stopped crying abruptly when she realized they left and smiled. "Fricsini Annemaria Johansen, silly girl. Didn't they teach you don't make friends with the nice ones. They're always devils later on." As she said the words, the wolf returned and nodded.
Jordan smiled and walked toward the wolf, going down until she was at it's level and pet it's hard, fur. "Good boy."