Hypnosis Stories

The Vampires Werewolf

The Vampires Werewolf (part 1)

(Sadly I have lost my writing tablet which has the pictures I would have used, I couldn't be bother to find the photos again and just wanted to get a story out for you guys :) )

Vampires, werewolves and all things that go bump in the night have always been a thing of myth, legend and teenage fiction novels. When all actuality they walk among us. You've probably walked past them in the street, attended and been taught in schools by them, been served in a coffee shop by them maybe even listen to their music.

That's how you'll probably be shocked to hear that many celebrities are actually of the supernatural breed. One of them being Shawn Mendes.

On the outside he may seem to be a fit, sexy 22 year old but on the inside hes actually over 300 years old. Every century and the occasional decade he would change his identity, and being a singer was so far his favourite one.

Shawn had mastered every perk that came with being a vampire. His favourite was the hypnotic effect he seemed to have on humans and other supernatural creatures that were weaker then him. He had nothing on the Sirens or Nagas that were out there but he was still quite strong.

His favourite place to be, and where he was most of the time, was any type of bar or nightclub. The more loud the music was, the worst. Especially when he wanted to hypnotise someone.

He smile to himself as he sip his drink and tap his foot against the floor impatiently, no one who had come in had caught his eye. He was bored of just sitting at home alone, he wanted something more.

Shawn's eyes watched the door and before it opened he could hear the mass chatter of a group of guys. As the door open he smirk, he could instantly tell by the attitude they held that it was a group of werewolves, three of them to be exact.

He watched them most of the night, it was clear they were just drinking for the fun of it. Werewolves and vampires can't get drunk because of their healing ability so when you see one drinking, it's probably out of boredom or to look normal. But in Shawn's case, he knew a little trick for the werewolves.

He stood up and walked to a side of the bar where there wasnt many people and got the bartenders attention. He ordered a round of drinks and pointed at the table. The guy behind the bar went to tell shawn that they didnt do table service, that was until he looked into Shawn's eyes and shawn had control of him.

"Set the drinks here first." Shawn smile and the bartender nodded slowly, muttering a yes. His eyes slightly dull. Three glasses of vodka and coke were soon sat infront of Shawn and he hummed one of his songs as he pulled a vial out of his pocket and evenly poured the contents into each of the drinks and stirred it in. "You can take them now, and dont tell them who bought them." He released his control over the bartender as he went back to his seat.

He watched the drinks go from the bar to the table and smirked, he kept doing this till he saw the effects. Shawn had spiked the drinks with Wolfsbane, which started to get the werewolves drunk. Now was time for the second part of his plan.

Shawn stood up and adjusted his suit jacket as he watched two of the werewolves stagger towards a table of women and start talking to them whilst the third sit and sip on his drink. Shawn walked over to the third and smiled at him.

"Hey you seem to be enjoying yourself?" He heard the guy snort and shake his head as he finished drinking, "come on you must be having some fun."

"Like hell I a-" he slurred and stopped as shawn crouched so they were directly eye level and the werewolf fell under his control momentarily, that was until his eyes started to glow and he let out a low growl.