The First African Werewolf

A Louisiana preacher abandons his family and follows the promise of California, convinced cash flow equals salvation. Opportunity waits. So does something older, quieter, and far more patient. She comes dressed as a beautiful woman, moving like silk, speaking like certainty. Evil never announces itself. It seduces. As devotion collapses into obedience, money rewrites morality. In another corner of...

Los Angeles, 1850 — a city dressed in velvet shadows, where every street whispers secrets and every corner hides a sin. Dahabu, our African werewolf, drives his black taxi through the midnight fog, carrying ghosts no passenger can see, hunted by a hunger he cannot silence. Across town, Slink builds her throne of silk and smoke, her laughter as sharp as the knife she keeps hidden. What happens when...

The First African Werewolf slips deeper into Los Angeles nights. Dahabu drives the city’s underbelly, his cab filling with confessions, ghosts, and the fragments of a past stolen by Slink’s spell. A starlet’s hollow smile, a priest haunted by the boy he betrayed—every ride sharpens the beast inside him. Across town, Slink rules her nightclub like a queen on a velvet throne. Smoke, jazz, and sin cu...

The train shrieked as it barreled west, steel wheels screaming against the rails, spitting black smoke into the California night. Passengers tried to sleep, but something in the last carriage refused to let the air settle. It wasn’t the groan of the brakes or the restless sway of the tracks. It was her. She sat in the rear of the train like a queen in exile, emerald silk glinting in the lamplight,...

In Los Angeles, Dahabu walks a dangerous line between survival and savagery. Lured in by a smooth-talking white businessman, he finds himself collecting debts—not just money, but pieces of his own soul. When a moment of recognition stops him cold, the werewolf inside finally stirs. A brutal reckoning follows, and with blood still fresh, Dahabu makes a plan: buy a taxi, blend in, and hunt predators...

Los Angeles, 1850. Dahabu steps off a wagon and into a city humming with opportunity, secrets, and suspicion. But he's not alone. Slink—the dark, cunning serpent spirit that once whispered through Amina—has followed him west, and now he's telling the story. In this episode, the tension simmers beneath California’s golden skies. Gospel hands clap and feet stomp in a soul-shaking Black chu...

In the cold grip of 1880s Chicago, Amina and Dahabu take shelter, but not peace. What begins as a brief refuge becomes a reckoning, as Amina’s snake hungers for power. The snake names itself, celebrating its future with the witch. The serpent whispers louder than ever. Memories clash with ambition. Love fractures under the weight of transformation. And when Dahabu finally makes his choice, he leav...

  At Willowbrook Plantation, Thomas Whitaker strikes a dark deal: Caleb, a young boy once saved by Amina and Dahabu, must now hunt them down and kill them in exchange for his master’s favor and a bag of stolen coin. But the serpent hears everything. As the fugitives flee deeper into shadowed woods, slave catchers draw near, and a returning ally offers hope—until the serpent’s influence twists the...

DISCLAIMER:  This episode contains fictional depictions of slavery, racial injustice, and supernatural elements woven into a historical fantasy setting. While the tone may include moments of dark humor or surreal dialogue, especially through the voice of the serpent, this work does not seek to make light of the very real pain and trauma experienced during that time in history. “Slaved” is a work o...

The snake speaks in the shadows in this chilling chapter of African We rewolf .  The voice is not Amina's, but the serpent who lives within her. Freed from the bounds of flesh, the black mamba prowls the decks of the Sable Marauder under the cover of night. Unseen, it creeps into sailors' dreams, sowing fear, betrayal, and doubt. No one escapes—not even Dahabu, the so-called captain, who...

 Before her family and village feared her, Amina was just a girl who lovedand woshipped her brother.  When the village elders declared him ready to prove his manhood, they escorted him into the wild.  Only his body returned—torn by a lion, his life ended before it truly began. Grief turned to blame. Blame turned to punishment. And Amina, accused of cursing fate, was cast into a cave.  They thought...

The African jungle breathes. And, watches.  As Dahabu and his companions trek deeper into the cursed island, the trees close in, and the air turns heavy with unseen menace. Grotesque sculptures—once men, now moss-covered warnings—line their path, faces frozen in fear. Lights flicker like spirits among the branches. At the trail’s end: an ancient temple, part ruin, part heartbeat of something dark....

 Before the legend has a name, there is blood.  The drums of the New Yam Festival celebrate with rhythm and joy, when suddenly, the sky splits open with fire. Pale-skinned invaders descend like a curse, their weapons tearing through families and homes. An old woman runs—not empty-handed—clutching a child whose tiny fingers grip her like a lifeline. Through smoke and screams, through a forest that...

Beneath an African sky, Dahabu lives as a man of strength, love, and deep connection to his land, his wife Nia, and their children. But when white marauders rip him from everything he holds dear, Dahabu’s world shatters. Imprisoned in the belly of a slave ship, haunted by chains and the screams of the dying, he clings to one thing: the fire inside him.  Under a full moon, that fire erupts.  In a f...