Chapter 13:

-Another mad Plan-

Two days passed again until the sheriff and his son returned to the village, until then, Michael had thrown an eye on the village however in the hidden. He sat the whole day at home at his table and paged in the book, then, he slammed it and dropped his head into his crossed arms before him. It knocked at his door and he took his time to open it. He put on only the sunglasses and then, he went to the door. Ivanhoe stood before the door.

"Good day, Michael."

"How is your father? I've heard what happened."

"He's generally well. He asked me to call you to him. He'd like to speak to you, I still must take care of something, would have stayed gladly longer".

"No problem."

Michael stood for another while in the door and saw the deputy riding away on his horse.As he vanished in the forest, Michael finally moved from the patch. He put on a fresh shirt which lay on the couch and then he closed the door behind him as he left the house. He strolled across, entered the main door however knocked in the private area. He was called in, but he stopped in the door... in secure distance. It was a strange sight, to see the sheriff laying in the bed. Actually, he sat in the bed and read through files. Michael's look fixated on his leg, that was supported by plaster.

"How bad?" Michael wanted to know at first.

"Good day, Michael. I guess I don't get rid of the crutches." he twitches with his shoulders.

"I am sorry."

"Hey, I knew in what danger I put myself and I'm still alive..."

"... because I wanted it." he cut off him the sentence. "I had the feeling you were near, I sensed it until... until a few hallucinations or memories, as I call them put all upside-down. I had the feeling that they were summoned with reason, haven't they? What were these words you were singing?"

"Now I'm sorry but it was necessary. Words, which evoke good and evil and should unite itself and to create a balance."

"And what went wrong?"

"It's only a theory with you but I suspects, the evil inside of you is based natural nature, like... like an individual creature. However, a creature of evil nature has a good side but become dominated by the evil side."

"And what about me? I was human and am a human being to the half..."

"One third." Grey wolf corrected him. "if that what you told me is correct, that you were bitten by a vampire and a werewolf, then one third human being and consequently your human side is overgrown by the dark one... I'm so sorry. To tame a werewolf, it stands fifty- fifty."

Michael lifted his eyebrow remained immensely quiet. "Then it's hopeless with me, right? Is there another way?"

"There is one, yes. You said: nothing could kill you?"

"So far I know... yes. Why this question?"

"We would have to proceed somewhat more severely. You will definitely not like it."

„Tell me."

"It sounds somewhat funny and you think this is humbug, but I would have to beat a pure silver stake through your heart."

"What?" Michael hissed irritated. "You want to stab me?"

"You said that you were already shot and been stabbed, why this turmoil, you have to fear nothing, do you?"

„It's not amusing, if you mean this. I really don't get stabbed voluntarily... there needs more than these ridiculous chains to hold me back."

"Do you want to change or not?"

There was a long silence. Michael lowered his head to make thoughts about it, then, he turned away from the wise man without saying a word. However, he was right in every regard, however it was all really not that simple as it sounded. A heavy sigh slipped him as he left the room with an impolite gesture.

"Hey... Michael! Where do you go? Michael!" the sheriff yelled however it was too late, Michael had been already out of sight and earshot distant. "This fellow really is a mysterious." The pains increased again in his leg, hardly bearable, so that he could recover again, he had to swallow some pills which the doctor had prescribe to him and that nearly every four hours. he took two from the night table and swallowed them with a big sip of water. Much better. Afterwards, he felt tired and he tried to find some sleep.