John's P.O.V

It was the next morning, I was on my way to Roger's secondhand stall for my first band rehearsal with Roger and Brian along with frontman who was out ill.

Once I got to the stall, I opened the door and went inside with my bass in hand. That's when I heard.

"I'll be right with you in just a second" the voice of where I assume was the frontman. I looked around the store and it was very unique and simple with closing an organised like the usual store that was separated by gender, colour and size. "Oh hello there, you must be John" the voice suddenly spoke up from behind me and I turned around.

"Oh yes I am, I'm your new bassist".

"So I've heard. I'm Freddie it's a pleasure to meet you" the man stuck out his hand for me to shake it.

So I did." It's pleasure to meet you too" that's when I found hisAnd squares my hand and his eyes turned to a Orange ish Amber, that when I realised I wasn't the only one. "Uhhhh mate your eyes".

"Oh! Oh my god I'm so sorry please don't tell anyone" he rubbed his eyes I think hundred back to the deep dark brown like before.

"It's okay, I'm like you".

Freddie looked around the room then he whispered. "You're a Lucan?".

I nodded.

"Oh please tell me more on our way to the basement, I'm scared I don't know want my first transition will be like".

"Okay".

And so with that I explained to him what we are and a long dark history as made our way down to the basement where Brian and Roger for waiting for us.

"Hey Deaky, I see you met Freddie" Roger looked up from tinning his drum kit.

"Yeah, And we have something in common".

"Oh?" Brian looked at us with curiosity.

"We're Lycans".

"He explained everything to me which is very helpful".

"That's good".

After we continued our conversation we got on with the band rehearsal then afterwards we decided to get a drink to celebrate our first successful rehearsal. But, that's when I begin to feel strange as if something was wrong with my drink. When I heard.

"Deaky darling, Are you okay? You pale as a ghost" Freddie's deep distorted voice rang through my ears

"Yeah, you look like you don't feel good" Roger's vice did the same.

That's when it hit me, the hunters were after me.

"Come on let's get him out of here" .

"Let's take him to our place where Roger and I can take care of him".

"No, they will come out you you".

"Who?".

"Hunters".  





A/N:Hey guys sorry to re-publish this chapter my phone and my iPad are kind of being a pain at the moment so again here you go

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