TheSpaceVelma
I hold a single red rose in my hand, staring at a grave. I know who's in that ground- six feet under. Under the green grass and piles of dirt is the mangle up body of a teenage boy. Blonde hair, blue eyes, a popular and smart boy who made everyone laugh. He's mangled now, the back of his neck ripped out, his back shredded by a monster. I can't smile, can't do much of what he was known for. Tyler is dead. I cant even say I hold his body, even that is unrecognizable. I hold a rose for him, apologizing that this Beast has ripped his life away, apologizing that I didn't listen to him.
Rest in peace, Tyler.
"There are several breeds of us, Weres. You just so happened to have been attacked by the one that can change your DNA." Dr.Brown sighed, "You will not have an easy life, amd the one you once knew, is now over."
Weres and Vampires live different lives, are conceived in a variety of ways, but live amongst humans who live only for themselves. Vampires and their 'urges', Weres in their elusive lives, except Beasts. Tyler had no ides about the dark side of this world until the day he was viciously attacked. Day by day, he changes, and his human self withers and dies off, leaving him as just another Beast destined for the same fate as all the others: a slave for demons.