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Meeting

Quackity:

My name is Quackity Maldonado. I'm 16 and a newly discovered wolf. Because of the fact that I went out after curfew, during the full moon, I became a wolf and was thrown out into the street immediately afterwards. Do you understand? My own parents just kicked me out of the house, so now I'm homeless, and my only company is a stray dog that I named Nibori, after my favorite anime character. I have a great rapport with Nibori, and he's my best friend. I guess because he's a dog, and I'm kind of a dog, too.

I slept wherever I could. On park benches, in bushes, in uninhabited barracks. I've always been chased out of there by either other homeless people or the police.

"Nibori! Where have you been again! You know I'm worried about you. Those at the shelter are still here."I chided Nibori and he just whimpered and rubbed his nose with his paw, or a gesture that clearly says he's sorry.

"Come here. You're hungry?"I smiled and scratched his ears. Even when he's restless, I can't stay mad at him forever. Nibori barked, and I took out a can of dog food I'd bought with the rest of the money I had on me.

I put some in his makeshift bowl and Nibori started eating. I took out a piece of baguette and I ate too. Nibori raised his head and began to whine.

"Nibori, you know you have to restrain yourself. I bought the can with the last of the money I had on me. Be glad I'm not making you eat garbage."I said, and gave him another piece of my bagel.

I scratched him, and Nibori whined at me thankfully. Nibori ate a baguette and then settled down beside me. I started scratching his ears hard and looked up at the sky. It'll be full moon again in a few days and I'll be a beast again.

Wilbur:

"Get me a glass of blood! immediately"I yelled at the servants and continued to sit behind my desk. My name is Wilbur Soot, and I'm 3,967 years old, and I'm a vampire, so this is a fraction of my life for me, but even though I'm so old, I look 23 years old even though it's converted to human years, I'd be about ten to eleven. I've traveled the world over the years and believe it or not, but I'm the one who killed Hitler. But now I have settled permanently in Orlando, Florida, and live in a large villa.

"Here, please."A maid said as she fetched me a glass and bowed. My service men know I'm a vampire, I just made sure they didn't blow the whistle and if I set them off, they wouldn't remember a thing. I took a glass and drank. Since the incident when I couldn't hold back, I prefer to drink the donor blood that hospitals import or drink animal blood.

I stretched and took out a cigarette. I lit up and turned on the game chair and looked out the window. It'll be full moon again, and the dogs will come out again. As you can tell from my voice, I don't like them very much. It just growls and kills. They're worse than us, vampires.

I exhaled the smoke and stood up. I decided to go out for a bit of air, equally running out of cigarettes and why not just take a walk before sending in a maid.

I went into the room, put on my black and tight ripped pants, black T-shirt, and my favorite orange sweater. I ran my hand through my hair a little bit and I was able to come out.

"Would you like a car, sir?"A servant asked me, and bowed afterwards.

"No, but when I get here, it's going to shine! I don't want to come to a brothel."I ordered them and finally came out.

Quackity:

"Give me the dog, boy, and get under the bridge where you came from!"A member of the dog shelter yelled at me. I just shook my head and held Nibori, who barked and growled at the cops and those people from the shelter. 

"Well, you're giving us no choice, kid. Take it away from him!"One of them commanded, and after a while they pulled me away from Nibori, and I felt I couldn't hold on and my true form would come to the surface, but it passed when a huge voice came over me. They let me go, and I looked at the kid standing there, looking at this spectacle with an amused look in his eyes. If I were him, I'd probably laugh, too.

Wilbur:

I was walking past an alley and I heard barking, a rather loud and pissed-off bark. That's why I did the smartest thing and that's because I went out there to see what was going on and who pissed the dog off, that he was so angry.

"Well, you're giving us no choice, kid. Take it away from him!"One of the guys commandeered, they grabbed the boy and into the arms of the dog. Did I smell that smell of those guys and... the wolf? That's too bad, that's too bad. I must step in immediately.

"Leave him alone!"I screamed, and they looked at me, and as soon as they knew who I was, they let the boy go, but the dog was still in their arms. The boy stared at me and I looked at him. Black hair under a blue cap, beautiful brown eyes and a scar across his right eye. Looking at him like that... he'd be worth a sin, and I don't know where it came from, but I wanted to see him in his puppy form. I shook my head and looked back at the guys and crossed my arms.

"Why are you taking this kid's dog?"I asked, and they swallowed.

"Bec-Because he's a stray and... and... and he doesn't pay taxes on bags, etc."He stammered the one who ordered the kid's dog taken and I frowned.

"You know what? How much would it cost to have that dog for five years? I might as well pull it for him."I asked and got out my checkbook.

"About... $1,000."The guy thought about it, and I wrote him a check, and I tore it off and handed it to him.

"Now, remember this dog. And if I hear that you've taken him, you're in big trouble, and I promise you, you'll be fired, I'll take care of that, and now get out of here!"I ordered, and when they dropped out, I could finally focus on the young man.

Quackity:

I can't believe my eyes! He, the great Wilbur Soot himself, saved my dog! How do I know him? Everybody here knows him, he's disgustingly rich, he's young, handsome, and he owns half the stores, businesses and exchanges all over Florida.

"All right?"He asked and approached me. I took my eyes off him, preferring to start scratching Nibori, who growled menacingly at Wilbur.

"Yeah, thank you."I muttered, and I smelled a strange smell. I don't know whose it is, but human isn't 100% sure. 

"How long has it been since you first turned wolf?"He asked, and I looked at him, terrified.

"How... how."I stuttered, and he smirked.

"Then I'll explain."He said only, and I drew Nibori and reassured him.

"Only a month and a half."I said sadly, and he just nodded.

"Why don't you come to my place? I'm not a wolf, but I could teach you to control yourself."He said, grabbing my face.

"And what are you, Wilbur?"I asked. He squatted down beside me and ran his hand over my lips.

"Me? I'm a vampire, baby. But I've trained so many young wolves in the past."He said, looking at me.

"Thank you, but I'm probably not interested."I said, pushing him away. He just laughed and fished the money out of his pocket and tossed it to me.

"Well, at least here's for your dog to eat."He said, he stuck a wad of cash in my hand and left.

Nibori licked me, and I took it as a gesture of gratitude that we hadn't gone. "But don't worry. I wouldn't go to him in my life."I told him, I got up and went for the money to buy Nibori and me something to eat.