Phan One Shots

~ Hybrid || 1

Hybrid ~ Part 1

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Summary: Dan is a werewolf/Vampire hybrid. Phil is a Vampire.

Dan and PJ ran into the woods, their feet digging up the earth as they sped away. PJ was laughing and Dan was grinning in his wolf form as he raced against his best friend. You see, Dan wasn't ordinary, oh no. He was a werewolf ... but not a normal werewolf.

When he turned sixteen and found his mate he was very happy with her for about a year and a bit. She was the beta female of his pack and he was the beta. His life was fine until he caught her cheating so willingly with a local pack's alpha. Dan went through a horrific pain of rejection that night and strayed far from his pack. Unfortunately he was caught up in a vampire attack against three rouge vampires who had gone wild. He didn't stand a chance and since he actually woke up the next day it looked like they haden't finished the job when they had bitten him.

He soon came to realize that he felt different, stronger and his senses were a great deal sharper than before. He felt on top of the world. He got a great shock when he looked in the mirror later that morning to see his tan skin now a pale white, his pale lips now peachy pink and his eyes a maroon brown. Lets not forget the two pointed fangs sticking out of his mouth as soon as he smelt blood.

He left that night, knowing that he would be looked down upon if they found out he was a hybrid, something the werewolf community feared. He abandoned his pack with a heavy heart and soon came across PJ , a vampire who was being attacked by two rouge werewolves. Dan fought the werewolves off and they immediately became friends, rouges, but friends. They weren't the insane, mental type of rouge, they were just two supernaturals enjoying life by themselves.

"How much did he have on him?" PJ questioned.

"About three hundred quid, we'll be celebrating tonight Peej." Dan spoke through the mind link.

"My guy had about two hundred and fifty, I say we get pissed." PJ replied.

"Sounds like a plan." And with that they both ran to the nearest city which was only a five minute sprint in vampire speed. Not long later they exited the edge of the woods and into streets and towering concrete buildings. It was night so there weren't many people out but the both of them went to their favourite night club down the road. They never stayed in one place for two long but they had been there a week and had grown fond of the parties there every night.

"I think we should leave tomorrow, people might start to remember our appearance and people will find out about the disappearances soon enough." PJ spoke up as they waited in line.

"Good idea, I'm getting restless too, need somewhere new." Dan sighed and grinned at the bouncer who let them both in immediately. They walked up to the bar, Death Valley by Fall Out Boy blasting through the speakers at full volume. It was louder for Dan and PJ since their hearing was a lot more sensitive but they had learned how to block it out if necessary.

"What do you say we have one more feast tonight, maybe get laid as well? You know, before we go." Dan asked.

"Hm, I haven't had any in a while. Suppose it's not such a terrible idea." PJ grinned.

"You gay or straight tonight?" Dan asked, scanning the crowd.

"Maybe gay, the girls aren't doing anything for me here."

"Yeah, they're all a bit dull." Dan agreed.

Meanwhile across the other side of the club Phil and Chris were sitting in a VIP booth, laughing and drinking. Phil was an old vampire, he was nearly two hundred years old so was highly ranked and more experienced. Chris was a little over half Phil's age but was still a pretty experienced vampire and knew the ins and outs. They were both hoping to get laid that night because they haden't been out in a while.