I took my pack of cigarettes out from my back pocket and pulled one out. " Excuse me," I said as an old man passed by, wearing a leather jacket that had the American Flag on the back. " Yes," he said in a hoarse voice.

I knew he had a lighter. I could smell the past smoke in his lungs. " Would you happen to have a light?" I asked. The man pulled out a match and struck it against the cardboard like paper. I cupped my hand around the match as I lit the cigarette.

" Thank You," I said as the old man nodded his head and continued on his way. I puffed on the cigarette and looked at the black sky and the twinkling stars. I feel so lonely. Sniff. Rain. Rain is coming. And as soon as I think that thought a drop of rain hits my nose…and then it all falls down.

I sigh…my cigarette went out. " Smoking kills," a rather seductive voice said behind me. I turned around and see the most exotic woman I've ever seen. Why couldn't I smell her?

The woman had these black leather boots with five-inch heels, black net stockings, short black leather skirt, an unbuttoned black leather trench coat, a tight black leather camisole revealing cleavage, and she held an umbrella above her brunette locks that kissed her shoulders, which were decorated with Puca shells. She had a straight nose with a golden nose hoop and these beautiful big hazel brown eyes.

" Who are you?" I asked rudely. The mysterious woman smiled, showing beautiful well-structured teeth. She slowly walked over to me like a sexy cat. Then she came so close to me, that her umbrella was right above my head. She rubbed my right side of my cheek, wiping off the rain and whispered, " Now isn't that much better."

I can smell the shea butter in her hair and the coco mango on her skin. Where did she come from? How come I couldn't smell her? These questions needed to be answered. Is she like me? Is she a werewolf? I do not think so. What else could she be?

" Who-" I started. " Who am I? Does it matter? I'm obviously a stranger…don't you think?" she said quickly. I stared at her and admired her flawless brown skin and her beauty. This usually doesn't happen to me. I would never fall in lust with food.

The woman broke the silence with a chuckle. " Excuse me. My name is Azalea and I was just watching you from my apartment window. You've been standing here for quite awhile and haven't gone anywhere," she said.

I looked past her and saw that there was an apartment building there, a very dark and tall one. Then I looked back at her. She was as still as a statue…just staring at me with those eyes that didn't blink. " So you came down here just to…"

" To see if you would like to go eat something," Azalea finished my sentence. Go eat something? She has no idea what I feed on. " I can take you to this slammin' restaurant. They have everything. If you want a boot with red sauce on it you got it," she said.

Is she serious? " I'm serious," she said. Did she just fucking read my mind? What the fuck? " What's wrong?" she asked. " O nothing. I just had a thought," I said. What am I doing having a conversation with her? I'm starving! I should be biting into her flesh and tearing her apart into shreds.

" Are you thinking about me?" she said seductively. I didn't answer. I just watched her slowly come closer to me and lick the side of my face with her moist tongue. Now she was just moving too fast and I had to step back.

Azalea licked her lips and asked, " Do you or do you not want to come with me?" I couldn't believe this was all happening so fast. What could I do? I needed a companion in my life so maybe she could be mine. I nodded my head yes.

Azalea quickly hooked arms with me and started walking. " So what is your name?" she asked as a puff of cold air came out of her mouth. " Rogelio," I lied. I don't know why I lied. I just didn't want to tell her anything about me.

" Rogelio,' she said letting my name roll of her tongue with a Mexican accent. " What is this place called?" I asked her. " It has no name," she said simply," It doesn't need one." I looked at her like she was weird and said, " What is your job?"

" Rogelio," she repeated my name again with an accent," Why shall I tell you my information but yet you won't tell me yours." We suddenly stop at this long dark alley.

" Is this it? Is this the place?" I asked. She didn't say anything. All she did was take me along with her into the alley. Her footsteps echoed loudly in the alleyway as we walked faster.

I smell no humans. No humans at all. What is this place? Who is she? WE come to a rusted door. She pounds hard on it. Almost instantly, a pale Caucasian man opens the door widely.

" Ino vavauro,"Azalea said something in a deep voice. The pale man scrutinizes me and growls something through clenched teeth. " What is going on? What is this language?" I yell demanding for an answer.

Azalea tilted her head up toward the pale man and said, " Let us in or else." The pale man just laughed and said, " Or else what?" I looked at Azalea and saw her eyes filled with anger. She clenched her teeth and before she said anything the pale man just stepped aside.

We walked inside the restaurant. It was dark and elegant looking. There were small round tables and candles. A very tall woman came to us and showed us our seats.

" Do they have a menu?" I asked Azalea. She looked up at me with those beautiful hazel brown eyes. " Nope. You just tell them what you want to eat," she said and smirked.

The same lady that showed us our seats came back to us with a pen and a paper. " What would you like?" she asked. " Bloody Mary," Azalea said and folded her hands on the table. " Rare steak," I said. The waitress said fifteen minutes and walked off.

" What is your real name?" Azalea asked me as she twirled one of her locks. " Excuse me?" I said and coughed. " I know that isn't your real name. So stop frontin', " she said and smiled. " How would you know that information?" I said.

" I've been watching you from a distance…Carlitos," she said. What? " You've been watching me?" I asked. " Yes for quite awhile in my slumber," she said. " In your slumber?" I say perplexed. She giggles and I think this is a joke.

" I'm a vampire Carlitos," Azalea said as she took the glass of red thick liquid from the waitress who served us. I laughed out loud. But then stopped when the waitress gave me a plate of raw cow meat.

My mouth parted open slightly and then I closed it keeping myself calm. Azalea sipped the thick red liquid I guessed as blood and gave me a sexy smirk. " So you want to suck my blood," I said mockingly. She smirked again and said, " I'm not sure yet. I want to know if you're worthy to keep alive…human."

She doesn't know I'm not a human. She doesn't know I feed on humans too. I wonder how vampires taste like? Maybe I'll find out tonight.

" You are not afraid?" Azalea asked. I could see her small yet extremely sharp fangs as she spoke. " Why would I be?" I said. She disappeared before my eyes. " Get up," she whispered in my ear.

I quickly stood up and turned around. She stood there tall and straight looking at me with disgust. " Aren't you going to let me eat first? I don't want this to go to waste," I said and picked up the raw cow meat. The fur was still on it.

Azalea looked at me in awe as I gobbled up the depraved raw meat. " Your insane," she said as I licked my fingertips. " Haven't you been watching me? Don't you know that I love to eat steak?" I said.

" He's not human!" a vampire hissed at another table. I looked over at the man with blonde hair and thick black eyebrows. " Silence! He is just out of his mind!" Azalea hissed.

I smirked. " Then taste his blood!" another vampire said. Azalea looked nervously at me and I opened my arms. Azalea almost glided towards me as she placed her cold corpse hands on my head and tilted it back as she penetrated her fangs into my neck.

A growl vibrated my neck as she sucked my blood. My canine teeth sprouted. I didn't know why? I couldn't control my strength. Suddenly, she withdrew and licked her lips. " Definitely human," she said. My teeth went back to normal and I sighed with relief.

" Come with me," she said as she pulled my arm. We went back through the rusted door and into the alley. Azalea pulled out a key from her back pocket as we approached a drop-top BMW.

" Get in," Azalea ordered. She opened the door for me and I got in reluctantly. She went to the other side and opened the door and got in. She started the car. As soon as she started the car some heavy metal started blasting in the stereos.

The music vibrated the car as we drove off into the darkness of the street. I wanted to say something but the music was too loud. I could feel my wound on my neck heal slowly. What will happen to me if she tries to turn me into one of them?

We drove very fast. The cops were right behind us. They turned on their sirens signaling her to pull over. Azalea just smirked and turned up the music. Then suddenly, she just pulled the car over with a swerve that stained the road.

The police car stopped and the two policemen got out the car immediately. Azalea turned the music off and leaned over to me and said, Watch and learn". The aroma of her skin made me want to taste her. Yes I will for sure watch.

The policemen with their blue suits came over to the driver's side and said, " Step out the car." Without looking at the officer she just leaned back into her seat and bit her bottom lip in a sexy way.

The officer with the blonde hair green eyes repeated what he said again after he watched Azalea's sexy body for a brief moment. She glanced at the officer and slowly opened the door. As she got out of her seat I saw her skinny leather thong. I stepped out of the car too.

I don't know where we were. But I could see that we were in a dead part in San Francisco. Abandon houses, whorehouses, and a lot of dark alleyways.

I stared at Azalea's amazing body again. Even though she looked as if she was apart of one of those whorehouses. She leaned against the closed car door and stared at the nervous officers.

" You are in v-violation of driving to f-fast and…" the officer stuttered nervously trying not to get distracted by her as she licked her lips and played with her tongue ring. I didn't see that.

I looked at the other policeman who was very young. He looked about seventeen. I wanted to eat him. I haven't eaten in hours. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it, smoking it with suavity.

The young man smirked at me and said, " Dude you should like put that out." Azalea suddenly struck the nervous officer who was distracted out an abandon house's window.

" Holy shit! Dad!" the young man cried. " Hush child soon you will be with him," Azalea murmured as she almost glided towards the young man. The boy had red hair and phlegm-like eyes.

" Close your eyes and say your last prayer," Azalea whispered and opened her mouth wide as her two sharp fangs extended. I was watched her slowly killing her prey and draining out the blood.

This made me mindlessly drop my cigarette and stare in awe. Azalea's skin went pale and she grew long claws. I saw her veins vibrating in underneath her skin. My mouth watered.

My canine-like teeth grew, a growl filled my throat, my eyes turned red, and I grew fur, bursting out of my clothes. Azalea dropped the almost dead body and stared at me with blood smeared around her mouth.

Azalea backed up and stumbled on dying young man. She screamed so loud, that it broke the streetlights. I couldn't control myself. I howled so loud that it made her cover her ears.

I was a beast. I stomped over to her, making the cement crack, and the streetlights fall. Azalea's skin still stayed pale and her eyes stayed red. " I forgot to tell you I'm a werewolf. And I need to know if I could have you as my companion!" I growled through clenched fangs.

That was the last thing I remembered. And when I woke up, I was in my apartment. Everything was a mess. I rose up from my bed like a vampire would, and almost glided across the room.

Videotapes were everywhere; bloody paw prints covered my white sheets and walls. My windows were shattered and my pillows were ripped to shreds. Good god! What did I do? What did I do?

" The woman I met last night?" I said to myself " Is she real? Was that a mysterious dream?" I gasped. " Did I kill her?" I looked outside the window and saw the city. Was it morning or was it sunset? I couldn't tell.

I looked at my clock. It was pm. The sun was setting. My cell rang. I looked for it on my bed and saw a bloody cell phone with fingerprints on it. My fingerprints. My caller I.D came up as private. Who could it be?

I picked up the phone and heard heavy hurt breathing. It sounded like a woman. " WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!!!!" the woman's voice screeched into the phone. " Shhit!" I yelled as I felt the impulse of the speaker of my phone breaking.

I dropped the phone and felt my ear. What the fuck was that? Azalea? Was it her? Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my heart. I fell on my knees immediately and grabbed at my heart.

Tears rolled down my face and onto the rug. They were blood tears! What was going on here? I looked at my chest and saw vibrations through my veins. A growl slipped out of my mouth.

Fangs extended out of my mouth and went back normal. Something was wrong. My body was….was like confused! I grew claws and then they went back to normal. My hair grew longer and touched the rug.

I started throwing up blood all over myself. It was hurting like Hell. I felt my tail extend from my rear. I growled more and more. Then I howled and then I screamed like I screamed when Azalea screamed.

Then I had a vision of myself being bitten by her. Yes. I could feel the cold pavement of the streets underneath my bare paws, I could feel the heat of her piercing teeth, and I could fell the ecstasy of myself biting into her neck. My blood was being drained as I drained hers.

The strange vision went away and now I somehow came into my bathroom. I used my strength to stand up. My knees wobbled as I pulled myself up onto the sink.

I looked in the mirror and saw myself. My black eyes were circled with blackness and they flashed to red, my black spun hair now was straight and went over my eyes and went down my neck. I saw a deep bite mark on the side of my neck.

I blinked. My skin! You could see right through my skin and see the blue blood running through my body. My heart! My heart beat fast! It looked like it was going to burst!

I blinked again and saw Azalea as my reflection. She looked dead! She was naked and I saw her pale brown breast and her rosy nipples. I blinked and saw nothing in my reflection. " What is going OOON!!!!!" I howled so loud that the mirror shattered into pieces.

I fell onto my knees again and curled on the floor because of the pain growing. My skin turned coal black and streams of blood came out of my eyes and made it's way into my mouth.

BANG! BANG! Someone knocked on my door and yelled, " Police!" " LEAVE MEEE!!!!!!" I yelled loudly with anger. The cops broke down my door and came straight into the bathroom. I blanked out…

When I came back to my senses, I saw five dead cops on the ground in shreds before me. I felt my mouth and saw that I had blood all over my, hands, chest, and mouth.

It was about 8:00, I stood tall before these horrible corpses and stared down upon them. My hair over my now red eyes, my tail slowly wagging back in forth, and my furry arms folded across my chest.

" Police!" someone yelled. I looked up nonchalantly and mindlessly smirked. I saw the scared young man. Police these days, so young for some reason. He pointed at me with a gun.

" We can help you. Just please stop the killing!" the young man said as he dropped the gun. " What am I?" my voice had changed drastically. It was so deep, beastly, groggily, smooth, and harmonic. It was like two voices in one. The smooth voice followed the beastly voice as I talked.

" We will find out dude," the officer said. " Whatever I am…it won't and will not be satisfied by five humans," I said. " Look man! There is someone else on the loose just like you! It eats and kills humans too! We need to put a stop to this! I'm sure there is a cure!" the officer yelled.

I moved my hair out of the way with my index finger, revealing my neon red eyes and said in Spanish, " I do not want to change though. I like the way I am. Now what are you going to do?" The officer luckily understood me and ran.

I smirked and went through my drawers. I found a pair of tight jeans and slipped into them. It didn't feel right, so I took them off. Fur grew all over my skin, down my back, and on my legs. Now I felt like a true wolf. This was my clothing.

I jumped outside the window and landed on my feet. Plenty of cops were there. " Put your hands above your head!" one cried out. I turned around just took a step forward. BANG! BANG! Someone shot me in the chest. The bullet came out of me and my wound healed.

" Holy shit!" someone yelled. I looked up at the crowds of police and roared like a lion. Their car windows busted and their tires went flat. I smiled to myself and ran like lightening over to the first cop I saw.

I grabbed the cop by the throat and saw through his body. I saw his beating heart, so full and juicy, the fresh blue blood, and his branches of veins. I bit into his neck and sucked the fresh blood out of him in a split second.

I then grabbed his beating heart and crushed it between my sharp canines. The blood went down my chin and neck. I was truly a monster and loved it. I didn't notice people shooting at me. I was too deep in ecstasy to be disturbed.

I laughed wickedly. Mwa ha ha! I felt so damn powerful. Yes I loved it. I blanked out again.

When I woke up, I was in a sewer hole. Half of my body was in depraved green water, and the other was leaning against the cold rusted tube. I saw a rat go by me. I picked it up with my tail and threw it into my mouth.

I crunched on it. Blood spluttered out of my mouth as I chewed. My hunger was almost satisfied. And now I felt like drinking some good old fashion Creole blood.

" Carlitos," someone whispered in the darkness. " Whose there?" I said as I stood up quickly. I knew damn well. Azalea came out of the darkness and came into my presence.

Azalea changed. She had a tail, fur, longer fangs, and red eyes. Just like me. " You will die soon," she whispered as she watched my fur slowly fade away, revealing my naked body.

" What are you talking about?" I asked her. She looked down into the green filtered water and said," My heart stopped beating years ago. Now yours will stop too. Burst into flames…and you will die." Her voice was trembling and worried.

" Kiss me before I die," I said pulling her towards me by the waist. Her fur slowly went away. Now I saw her naked body. Her beautiful breast and dreds that went over her shoulders and down her back now.

We suddenly kissed, and as I kissed I died. I slowly fell into her cold corpsy arms. I felt myself draining away from fantasy for the first time. I heard Azalea's howl as I died. It echoed into my ears. A tear of blood ran down my left eye. I barely knew Azalea and yet I loved her and I'm sure she loved me.

" Werewolf…" I mumbled. " What?" she asked she as she pulled me closer to her. " Werewolf & Vampire…. Forever," and those were my last words. I started a new life. My heart was gone….but my soul as a werewolf lived on forever. My life is now new…and before I blank out again maybe for the last time I say, " Werewolf & Vampire…Forever….."