Hybrid

introduction

I'll just cut right to the chase, I'm a Hybrid. If you don't know what a Hybrid is for all you mortals, it's a cross breed of a werewolf and a vampire. My name is Marcus, I'm 5,000 years old, and I'm the king of the night. Literally l am. But there are other people who question my authority, so I make sure they never speak of me like that ever again. I may not be the best king, but I am the most truthful king that has ever walked the Earth.

I started off like any other vampire or werewolf: human. I was living in a village in the country of what is now called Spain. In my village, I was a warrior and a hunter. I was not only famous for my bravery, but for my beauty as well. For the women, my beauty was my thick, tan, hairless body. My body always glistened with sweat in the heat beating sun, and my thick short black hair reflected its rays. You could say I look like that wannabe werewolf Jacob from 'Twilight' but more handsome with a different face. To me, my true beauty are my eyes. My eyes are like chains: whoever looks into them would be trapped in my gaze, but only l had the key. On the right side of my eye is the color that is as black as the night I hunt in. My left eye is as red as the blood that I have spilled over my countless battles and kills.

By the time I reached the age of 21, I was out hunting with my friends just hoping to catch some deer. But it was this night that changed my life forever. We had split up into two groups, since there were only four of us, we split into twos. About fifteen minutes after my group split up, l realized that we were being hunted ourselves. My friend and I heard two screams which came from the direction where my other friends were. The sounds were the sounds of men who were attacked by a wild animal, which is odd since all four of us were the most lethal hunters in the country. Something or someone must be a fast predator. All of a sudden, I started to hear a noise from the bushes behind us.

"Back to back!" I said to my friend.

"Why?"

"There is a predator here, we have to cover ourselves!"

I saw a shadow cross by us and it looked human...but it wasn't. He moves faster than my eyes could see. I turned around and I saw my friend lying on the ground with his throat ripped open. Now all my friends are dead because of this monster, and now I'm going to put a stop to this. I knew where he was going to strike next, he is human but he is also a predator, and predators always go for the blind spot. I heard a twig snap on the left side of me, so I took a swing with my spear and I hit him. I was able to get a glimpse of his face, he looked pale as a corpse, he had teeth like canines, but only at the top. He had glowing blue eyes that I could see in the night. It was only a matter of seconds before he got back up on his feet. I looked at his wound, and it was healing before my eyes. While i was distracted, he struck at my throat. The pain was unbearable, his canine fangs digging into my throat. It only took a few seconds to realize that he was sucking my blood. I had no strength left in my body. He then slit his own wrist and forced me to drink his blood. it was disgusting at first, but then it was the most delicious thing l had ever drank. l then felt pain in my heart. It was worst than the fangs that were in my neck just moments ago.

l then woke up to a new world where l was but a stranger. l could hear things that a normal man could never hear. l could see more clearly in the night, like the predator who had just fed on my blood. l felt like a newborn baby who was concieved into the darkness.