Chapter 47:

-The Beauty and the Beast-

As the film was finished after good two hours, the crowd left the hall and the cinema. Michael only grinned, as he noticed, that Melissa was still attached to him, however, she laughed as well.

"Hey, that wasn't nearly terrifying and I thought you like such shockers."

"Sure. I always keep it in mind: hey what would be if it's real? Do you believe in it, in vampires, spirits, werewolves or in supernatural at all?"

"To be honest... yes." he admitted. "What about you? Do you believe in it?"

"Yes. I always have the feeling that we are observed somehow and there are of course also the mysterious death cases and disappearing of people in the whole world. I study already for a long time mythologies, superstitions and criminology. But one should not to shout it from the rooftops."

"There, you properly right. Have you already seen such a creature before?"

"Oh no, only in I films and I hope they don't look so ghastly." she laughed quipping.

"Do you think so about them? They wouldn't dare anymore on the streets." he tried to joke, what was difficult for him.This poor girl knew something, that she rather shouldn't know. Vampires or Lycans are used to kill people, who only suspected, that they existed. For all that, people could represent a danger, particularly for vampires, which are especially sensitively by day. Michael couldn't tell her, what he was, because then, she will be in real danger, on the other hand, he could protect her better. He enjoyed every single hour he spent with her, only so he could feel again like a human being and he didn't want to ruin this. And there was already another problem: he spent too much time with a human being. he had to end this, before they will find out it.

"Michael, is everything all right? You seem to be somewhere else."

"Everything's fine, only thought about something."

"You are really a mystery. You seem to live in your own world."

"You are flattering, thank you." He gave her an easily shove at her shoulder.

"Hey... I mean only... you're different than other guys."

"Oh?

"Yes, I'm serious. I don't trust so fast a man and definitely not since the night before three days. With you, I have the feeling to be safe." she saw deeply into his eyes, a cold shudder run through his body, however, it warmed his heart.Both remained somewhere in a small park. Melissa touched his cheek and caressed her softly, then, her lips approached slowly his and they began to kiss passionately. Michael put his arms around her hips and gave in himself to her one until he suddenly had more than only a desire after her tender lips.His other side began to make itself felt and wanted more. Good that he could stop himself before something got out of control. He let her hands go and moved a few steps away from her.

"I'm sorry, I probably was a bit rash."

"It's not your fault... it's me. I wanted it too, however... it's complicated. I have to go, I'm sorry."

"Michael..." but before she could talk further, Michael had already turned away from her and went down the street as fast as possible without to look back once againDisconcerted and hurt she was left behind. She had no idea what's got into him, she blamed herself.The day was ruined and now she could forget it, to see him ever again. alone she returned back home.

Michael turned into a beside alley where he was hidden from the people and nobody could bother him. Suddenly the headaches returned out from the nothingness, what almost burst him the skull. Before it was too late, he escaped into the sewage system through a hole, there he cried out and fell on the knees.He had no chance and he didn't have any time to remove his clothing, already he began to change himself, into his hybrid-form. the material broke while the muscles stretched and grew. Michael moaned heavily.For hours, Michael was on the highest adrenaline-stand and for hours, he roved through the dark tunnels like a carnivore and devoured rats, that crossed his way. Finally, as he regained consciousness again, he stopped and changed back. Both hands at his head and his back against the wall, he let himself glide on the ground. What the hell was hat!It was quiet around him besides of this dripping from the ceiling and water-tubes and this scurry around of rats and other creatures at this disgusting place. For a while he listened to it without to perceive his own breath. As he had recovered himself moderately, whatever had happened.