Hello! Lykantro here!
I just wanted to say: Please have mercy! This is the first story I have EVER made. But none the less, I want ctiticsm. By the way: My mother-tongue is not english... It's german.
But enough of me. Lets start with the story!
He was mad.
Why did Dante treat him like he was a little kid and not a young adult?
He just couldn't understand! So he did the only thing that came to his mind at that moment: he stormed out of the house.
Right now he was just aimlessly wandering the streets of Venice. It was a quiet night. Clouds were littering the sky, blocking the views of the stars while the moon was the only thing glimmering through them.
'Looks like we have a full moon tonight. It's beautiful…' Lok thought. He was swallowed by the beauty of the moon that he forgot to look where he was going. When he realised it, he was already lost.
'Dang it! Where the hell am I? Okay okay, no need to panic, Lok. Just go back the way you came from.' Easier said than done when you don't pay attention tot he things around you. Psychologie proved it and Lok is experiencing it at the very moment. Unfortunatly he didn't see the shadows behind him moving. Neither did see the gleaming red eyes that looked at him.
After a short while, Lok came to the result that not taking your titans with you is a very dumb idea.
As he was about to turn around a corner, Lok saw a movement in the corner of his eyes. Quickly looking at it he concluded that it was just his mind playing a trick on him. Vampires or Werewolves are not real. They are just an imagination from humans. 'And what exactly are titans?' asked a small part of his mind. That made Lok stop in his track. It couldn't be true… could it? 'Then again it could be the Organisation.' said another part of his mind. 'Okay, now I'm really freaked out!' Lok began to run. He didn't know where he was running to, he just wanted to get away. After about ten minutes, he skidded to halt in order to regain his breath. 'I must be far enough now' Lok thought.
But when he felt his body getting weak, he knew he was wrong. The last thing Lok could make out before he lost consciousness was a tall figure with a wicked grin and the sentence: "Good night, little one."
A/N: So there you have it. Now i want you guys and galls to vote: Do you want the mysterious man to be a Werewolf, a Vampire, a Titan or someone from the Organisation? It depends on you guys how I will continue. Also: Do you want to see ships? I can make this a LokxSopie or a DantexLok fanfic. Heck, even a TitanxLok ship is possible. Or there won't be any ships at all. Hope to hear from you soon!
(A/N: It seems I forgot to go into details... Sorry about that. So, if the mysterious man is a Werewolf or a Vampire, Lok will turn into the said specieman; is it the Organisation, he will become a Human/Titan hybrid (outcome way vary) [heavily inspired by "Transformation" btw]; if it's a titan, Lok will be taken to Huntik. With that out of the way, so sorry again for forgetting to mention this! And this is a little bit of the first chapter. once I know what you want this story to be, I'll add the stuff and correct things, so that it will more sense. Lykantro out!)