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It was the evening at the pool bar. Tensions were high. The anti valentines party was on the verge of collapse, because the people were not in the mood to attend.
Suddenly it came to his mind. the perfect strategy. nathanael the werewolf was licking his paws when his ancestors called upon him. They spoke to his mind, “woof woof woof, woof”.
Nathanael rose, coming back into his human form. Knowing very well what he had to do. Fraternize with the enemy.
on the other side of the bar sat a pale skinned uruguayan. The far lands had spoken legends of him, centuries of stories and myths. No one really knew the truth about him. he looked at peace while drinking his dark red cherry beer.
“Hello” said nathanael, softly
“what are you doing here, you have cross the sacred boundary “ the Uruguayan responded defiantly,
“The anti valentines party is in danger, and i must sacrifice everything to save it”. Nathanael said urgently,
“i understand, this challenge goes above any previous rivalry” he agreed.
The both nodded in agreement, as if they both knew immeditely what to do.
The uruguayan and nathanael the werewolf held hands and walked out of the bar.
Outside, selim the sorcerer gasped at the pair. only legends had referenced this moment. It was time.
The three of them set their things up and started the ritual. While Selim the sorcerer started sorcering, nathanael and the uruguayan began their dance
They looked each other in the eyes. The uruguayan looked at nathanael’s neck. It was time
He sunk his teeth into nathanael’s neck, and nathanael gasped softly,
“Fede” and Nathanael collapsed.
The uruguayans name, which he hadnt heard for millenia, told him this was a connection like no other. It was here, the birth of the vampire werwolf.
suddenly,
he rose back up.
the first vampire werewolf was born.
Selim the sorcerer finished his chant. And they all said in unison.
Anti valentines party, be there or be square.