...and Knowledge is Key.

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CAUTION: The following contains strong language, violence, gore, and tobacco use. So if you are offended by that, don't read it! Its that easy.

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Part One

         The night was cold when Lidia walked out into it, her bare arms prickled with gooseflesh, and the hair on the back of her neck stood up like she had been touched by some unknown spirit. Of course, she was not spooked, she had run around at night alone before, she didn't mind the dark, in face, she embraced it with open arms. She walked down the streets, that were now lined with electric lights that had bugs swarming around them. They were disgusting little nasty things, but the moths she found oddly beautiful. Just the way they moved, the way they floated so gracefully in the thin air.

         "Don't be such a douchebag." A boy laughed, passing Lidia at a quick pace. He had been speaking on his cellphone, smiling. He had been tall, and very thin, with his clothes stretched over his body.

          Lidia knew he was just a passerby but she couldnt help but notice him. He was one of the beautiful people that just kind of stuck in your mind, and you never heard of them again. Lidia noticed too much, and she knew it. So she kept her eyes ahead, and her fists shoved deep into the pockets of the hoodie that sat on her stomach. She was headed for the park, where she could clear her head and smoke, something she needed since the fight with her best friend, Pryce, just a few hours before. She needed a nice, cool, dark place to sit, and she found that place of relaxation on a hard wooden bench at the center of the park, under a large willow tree. Immediatly following her butt hitting the wood, she whipped the pack of Newports out of her purse, and took one from the pack. She held it between her lips as she searched for her lighter, which she found a few seconds later at the bottom of the deep purse she carried around. She flicked the lighter, and stuck the cigarette into the the flame, inhaling deeply, taking a long, much needed drag of poision air. She let the smoke burn in her lungs a bit before she exhaled, watching the smoke issue from her body in a jet of gray against the black sky.

          Lidia loved the park at night, it was so quiet, peaceful, and oh so free of children. No running, screaming, joyous little faces to bother her somke time. She took another hit from the cigarette, and put her head back. Exhale.

         There was a noise, off to the left of Lidia, and she took it for a sickening crack, of bone, perhaps? And the a feral growl, something unearthly, unhuman,

          "What the fuck was that?" Lidia asked herself, holding her cigarette near her lips, as she was about to take another drag when she had heard the noise. She did not like what she heard. It frightened her, and made her want to run away screaming, but she was frozen, fear had horrible effects on her. "is...IS anyone there?" She asked dumbly, feeling dumb, and sounding dumb, she knew.

          A growl alerted her to get off of her ass and run like hell! and that she did. She dropped her burning cigarette, and began to take steps, which bacame faster and quicker, to get away from the sound. She ran until she reached the edge of the park, and thats when she heard the growl again, and felt as if something had rammed into her back, like a Mac Truck, or a Linebacker for the Pittsburgh Steelers. And the next thing she knew she was on the ground, staring up at a beast, who was snarling, curling its lips back, bearing its ugly, sharp teeth. Its growl was terrifying enough.

         She was pinned to the cold, dewy grass by clawed hands to her shoulders, and the body on top of her was hard, muscular, and powerful. It was also hairy, and looked like a deformed human. Lidia didn;t know what she was up against, she had no clue what had attacked her, all she knew was that it hurt, and her heart was pounding with the effort to keep from crapping out on her. Her head had hit a patch of cement hard, and her vision was blacking over. but through the haze she could make out what had attatcked her.

         The beast on top of Lidia was longer than any human, and stood on two feet, but the arms hung down way below the waist, and the joints were awkward, swollen and painful looking. The face was like a dogs, only the snout protruded more, and was scrunched at the top, the beasts lips, tongue and teeth were covered in blood, adn bits of what looked like some kind of flesh, muscle.

         'A motherfucking werewolf?' lidia asked herself, her breathing heavy as her vision turned gray, and began to fade. In the dimming light she could see that the beast was morphing slowly. The snout sucked into the face, and the hair began to fall off, leaving behing perfect, flawlless, milk colored flesh.The face became that of a boy. A pretty one at that. The eyes were soft, and the color of honey, mixing beautifully with his creamy skin. The hair that sprouted from his head was raven black. It was cut so that a thick part fell over the boys left eye, and parted half way on the side of his head, which was a nice haircut for his face. It framed his angelic features perfectly.

         Lidia continued to stare up at the wolf-turned-boy in a stupor. She had never thought she could be so calm on the verge of passing out, especially gazing up into the eyes of a beast that had just attatcked her. But somehow she managed it, and quickly fell into a blackout.

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Part Two

         There she was, collapsed, passed out, peaceful. He didn't know what to do with her. He had attatcked her because it was his instinct, but now he somewhat regretted it. He didn't want to hurt her, but he knew that he couldn't just let her go. She saw him, bare, and stripped of his human flesh. She knew that there were things out there that were worse than any murderer, or rapist. There were beasts more brutal than the most ill-tempered bear. There were creatures of Myth, himself included. And Deryk just could not risk his own neck. He would have killed her, but he had been trying to swear off humans, and he didn't feel like leaving behind a mess, and besides, he had already ate. He knew what he had to do.

         Quickly, deryk stood up, surprised he wasnt in serious pain from the change. He was glad, though, because he would need his strength tonight. With a soft, bored sigh, he shook out his limbs, and rubbed his bare arms. His right hand snaked up to is mouth, and he tried to wipe off all of the red blood that was drying to his pale skin, you couldn't just walk around with blood all over you, it was rude.

          The night air was cold on his bare skin, and he needed to find his clothes. He thought he remembered where he had peeled them off of his body before sprouting hair, but he was not completely sure about it. 'Its worth a try.' He thought, and rushed back towards the bushes he had occupied a bit before the girl had shown up and interrupted his meal. And there they lay, his skinny jeans, faded and ripped, and his tight gray t-shirt with some odd band or another scrawled across the front. His usual human uniform, A band t-shirt, spiked 'scene' hair, and some sort of hurley jeans. He could be left alone in that kind of attire, only because most people shyed away from the dark. Good, they should. They don't know what is out there.

          After a quick slip into human clothes, and a swift clean up, he ran back to the unconscious girl. He knew she hadn't moved, for she was in the same postition, her eyes closed, her body relaxed. She was thin, and short, and very white. There was dark, slightly faded makeup around her eyes, and her clothes were vintage-looking. She looked comfortable, and stylish all at the same time. She had a ring through her left nostril, and in her ears were shoved bits of four gauge, colorful plastic. Her hair was longer, slightly wavy, and brown. It just touched the top of her chest in soft curls, and had some blue dyed hidden in the thicket of hair. Still, she was throughly human, and held no appeal, despite her soft prettiness, to Deryk. He couldn't afford to have any kind of fondness towards any human. He needed to be able to kill anyone, at anytime.

          Deryk bent over the girl, inspecting her. She had just knocked her head, nothing serious, which meant that she could wake at any second. So he grabber her by the waist, and heaved her body up, so she was 'standing'. He held her against his left side, with his arm wrapped around her, to keep her up. Deryk would have to drag her to his apartment, where he could lock her in a room ot something, where she couldn't escape. Luckily, they had the cover of darkness and the solitary confinment of living in the worse part of town.

         Deryk held her tight, and grabbed the bag that she had dropped when she hit the ground, then began to march forward. It had been easy work, the girl was tiny and light, he hadn't even broken into a sweat when he reached the door to his apartment, which was really just a house with two floors, and one 'belonged' to deryk. The top floor was empty, though Deryk used it anyway. He needed space, and the apartment was not very scrumptious to the eye from the outside, luckily, though, the inside was heaven.

          Deryk heaved the girl in through the door, and took her up the stairs, where he set her on an empty, unmade bed in a plain, dark room. He made sure that everything was right, and there were no weapons before running back down to the first level, and locking all of the doors that lead to the outside world. He didn't want to go another chase tonight. He had had enough for a few days.

         He left her in the room, and locked the door from the outside, a little trick he learned before he was turned into the horrible creature he was now, in a detention center he was stuck in when he was fifteen. Then he sat in the upstairs kitchen, which gave him a perfect view of the door where the girl was hidden behind. Now all he needed to do was wait.

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