Chapter 21:

-A fatal Decision-

The moon had risen long ago and had gained the zenith. It was shortly before midnight and the sheriff still hadn't appeared yet as agreed. Definitely Michael had already sat on the ground at the glade for two hours leaning against a rock. He had a big sport bag next to him and in his hand, he held a vial which he only stared at it incredulous. He hoped, he could organize enough of it. Good that he didn't discarded his Doctor-ID-Card yet, still could come in handy. It wasn't that simply to get a whole bottle of morphine, not even a doctor required two decilitre for an operation, but he had a logical explanation for everyone: he's been instructed to look after a few patients in a village, which were impossibly to transport. He could lie the situation pretty well that it could be already the truth. Without turning his head, his gaze wandered onto the side.

"As always on time."

"I'm sorry, I..."

"You're scared, aren't ya?"

"I... I... yes."

"Well, then you know, that I take this here seriously. Do you have what you need?"

"Yes. Could you find something?"

"Yes and I hope it sufficed." he held him the vial before his face.

"Don't say that I should infect the whole lot." Michael threw a sharp look at him what answered the question immediately.

"O.K., but I'm not responsible if it fails, understood?"

"It was my decision."

"We should start, before the moon loses his effect. Ehm... still something. So that it works out, we would have to repeat it until the cure works. I'm sorry, son. it will be hell."

"I'm already there. Let's get started. In the bag are chains. The best, chain the hands together and the feet separate and ties up them additionally at some solid one."

Few minutes later, all was prepared and Michael lay on the ground... fastened. Grey Wolf filled the first dose into the syringe and knelt beside Michael. He trembled as he wanted to inject the first injection. Michael's muscles stretched as the needle penetrated into his vein in the arm and the liquid spread out slowly. His Immune-System strove against it and he showed still no effect of the serum. The second followed in his right arm and the rest was injected into his the neck. The more Michael now resisted against it the faster the morphine got distributed and it finally for began to work. Michael became quiet and he was like drunk however he was still with consciousness. However, he seemed nothing more to realize right. Grey Wolf now got a stake out his bag, that was founded with pure silver. He spoke a few words and held it over Michael's heart. He couldn't do that. He hesitated. The sweat was running down his forehead. He closed his eyes and began to hum a melody, inhaled deeply and set free his spirit. Nothing existed around him. Thoughts didn't exist. The crackling of the fire helped him too relax. Michael breathed flat and if he would have had normal eyes, they had been twisted. , Hardly to believe, that he was still alive. The first dose would have already sent a bear to glory come, all the better that it wasn't so here, however, Michael's trance was entitled be worrying. Then he sang a few verses, the moment came he remained silent and he rammed the silver stake directly through hugs Michael's him. Michael yelled and dark red blood spurted from the sore and didn't stop to bleed. He screamed, hissed and snarled. Grey Wolf's eyes widened before fright. Michael could every moment again...mutates into this thing without a warning, however nothing happened...fortunately. The Native American now got up and got a baggy with a strange herbal mixture. Together with simple medical herbs it was added a big lot of poison and drug plants which were used in old shamans or witchcraft medicine in the early times. He spread something of it over the stake and the sore one, then he got a stick in flames out of the fire and held it over Michael's head. Now, he spread in regular intervals the powder over it and the originated scents rose into Michael's nose and senses. Grey Wolf tried to avoid them as good as possible, that had very negative effects on him. Michael was in a very restless condition. His legs tried to free itself from the binds. His hands formed fists. In a prey, Grey Wolf tried to summon the spirits of the nature and also the spirits of the night to stand by the ritual and lead to success. Then, quite suddenly, Michael was quiet and calm. Now, it was up to him to decide. Memories flooded Michael's mind. Within minutes, hours, he lived through his life a second time. All emotions, he could sense all feelings as if they would happen exactly now. All began with his deceased girlfriend... the car accident. She sat blood-overflowed in the auto, jammed and helpless. He tried everything to help her, however all was vainly. She smiled crying at him, coughed blood and spoke her last words: "I love you Michael... " then she closed her eyes. Michael kissed her, knew, that he had lost her for always, then, the ambulance arrived, but it was too late. The memory shifted and he was in the subway station. It was the evening, by which he saw Selene the first time. Shots fell and a girl was shot. He wanted to make it right where he had failed, by rescuing that girl's life and he succeeded. His memories became faster lived through. The evening as he was bitten by Lucian...the first full moon-night the first sensed an alien miraculous power... his short life as Lycan when Kraven shot him with silver nitrate bullets had however a bite by Selene rescued him from the agonizing death and changed him into the hybrid 'stronger than both, the weaknesses of none'. Viktor's death. His relationship with Selene, that was quite complicated, because they became hunted by day and night from both sides, then there came the night where Selene became slaughtered cold blooded, however the birth of his son and the death of last vampire Elder Markus. This night in which he became a true beast. This night he almost lost everything.The memories recurred fast many times in one film. Grey Wolf noticed Michael's reactions and he wasn't pleased at all about it. Slowly, he went backwards, tried to hide behind a rock.Michael moaned and growled. All his muscles and structures began to form itself. What had been impossibly was seemed to be possible.Despite the silver in his body Michael could change in his hybrid form. He cried out and his fangs became longer and his hands became sharp claws.Through the lengthening of the muscles and bounded strength it was possibly for him to explode the chains.Wrathful he saw the strange extracted in his breast and pulled it out. He howled. The first thing he perceived was the smell of human blood, however, which turned him on, but then his smell-sense was disturbed through a foreign smell what lured him even more. It was immortal blood.he snarled into the direction, where Grey Wolf had hidden, then, he made a mighty jump for the dark. Grey Wolf, felt like his heart stood still and had slide in his legs, he was so scared. He had failed. A second times. Without waiting long, he left the place as fast as possible. He locked all his doors and windows, pulled the curtains and held a full-loaded shotgun. Michael admittedly had vanished into the other direction, however, he was able to come back soon.