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Call of the wild
Chapter 3

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The next day I went to work at the zoo.

No not the bar, the actual zoo.. I was very good there, all the animals, no matter how bloodthirsty or ferocious enjoyed my company. I remember the first day I worked there, I had to feed the crocodiles, the crowed of people went berserk when they saw me rub the croc's tummy. I couldn't help it they were cute. I had been working there for two month's and I loved it.

Like I said earlier if I don't use my power it builds, and builds, until no matter how well I shield it starts to become to leak out. And after last night I had a lot of energy to vent. The man in charge of the Zoo was an Englishman his name was Ianto Noble. His family was particularly famous in the prenatural community, for four generations his family had traveled the globe. Finding and cataloging shifters. He was one of the world’s most renowned specialist on anything and everything Lycan. And I needed to talk to him bad; if he was the best then surely he knew a thing or two about Werebats? Now you’re probably wondering why I was so into Werebats all of a sudden? Well no one seemed to know anything about them so that made them mysterious. Second if I was going to have anymore run ins with them I wanted to know as much about them as I could.

During my break, I looked for Dr. Noble. I found him in the lab. It was where we did the entire medical test's for the animals and stuff. He was bent over a microscope when I came in. He was forty five years old, the sides of his head were starting to grey, he had green eye's and wore a pair of horn rimmed glasses, he stood at about 5'ft 9 and had wide shoulders.

"Excuse me Mr. Noble?" I asked interrupting his work.

He looked up from the microscope and grinned "Ah David how may I help you?" he asked.

Me and the doctor are pretty close. I spent lots of time with him listening to his stories of his younger days traveling the world, meeting all kinds of shape-shifters and learning all about them. He actually knew Orlando King, the infamous bounty hunter who went missing a while back. Orlando was a bounty hunter who hunted Lycanthropes; he was real good at his job to until he became one of the furry. It was unknown what beast bit him, but he may have taken that secret with him to the grave. He hadn’t been seen in months, the last place he had been seen was in St. Louis. Dr. Noble still has hopes of his friend being alive. Me? I could care less, I was raised by the creatures he hunted you know.

"Sorry for disturbing you but I was wondering what do you know about Werebats?" As soon as I said Werebats his normally sunny demeanor turned cold and hard.

"And why would you want to know about...them?" Man they must be a nasty bit of work
to get this kind of reaction. Normally he was very pro Shifter.

"Well you know I work at the zoo right?"

"Yes."

"Well last night we had our first Werebat customer."

"What?! A Werebat came to your little honky tonk?! Are you sure it was a Werebat?" He asked amazed.

"Oh yeah." I said nodding my head. "Well I asked one of my fellow workers who's a shifter and he said all he knew was rumors, he didn't know fact from fiction."

"What did he look like?" He asked some of the hardness was melting around his eyes and being replaced by curiosity. I described Drake to him and he put his hand up to his chin.

"Yep that sounds like a Werebat, I have knowledge of them but it's not complete, they are one of the few lycanthropy's that can be inherited, they are not tied to the moon and can shift when ever so the females don't lose the child, they are more recluse then the Weretigers, like their namesake they mostly live in cave's, they send a few of their kind out into the world to bring back knowledge from the outside. But like I said, they’re very reclusive so there's less information on them then Weretigers, I know they can infect others but they only do it to keep their blood from being to pure, they’re one of the few who realize a pure family is a sickly family, they look very similar to vampires in their human form, that and the fact they have a liking for blood and their ability to shift to bat is what started the myth that vampires turned into bats, I’m not sure how they rule, but I know it's like the swans, a king and queen, but when it comes down to it they’re a matriarch society like the hyena's. And like their animal they are fond of the dark, they can walk during the day but detest sunlight." He said.

I found myself captivated by his word's "What of there relations to the other shifters?" I asked.

"Like I said recluse, they keep to themselves so much they are believed to be myth by many, or are unknown, they may have pacts with certain shifters that have access to caves though."

"So maybe the Wererats might know something?"

He gave me a very stern look, "And why would you be getting involved with Werebats?"

"Nothing just curious is all." I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Look Dave normally I would encourage relations with the lunarely challenged, but the bats are different, they are willing to kill to protect their secrets, and their own lifestyle is one of constant strife and war."

Isn't that what all Lycanthropes like?

"If there so protective of there secrets, how do you seem to know so much?" I asked.

He looked kind of nervous and began to fidget with his glasses "My grandfather learned all he knew, how he found this all out I don’t know. But after he wrote down his findings he disappeared. We never found his body but my father knew he was killed."

"How?" I asked.

"All the blood found in his room." He smiled darkly.
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Three hours latter I was in the lion's den. Literally, I was in the lion's area grooming them. I lay besides one of the males while he was laying on his side, I sat on my knees stroking his hair with a brush. The male let out a purr, but adult lions don't purr like a cat, when they purr they rumble. The male was giving of pleasant vibes enjoying the attention. The zoo goers pointed and took pictures of me and the lion, it was funny to scare them sometimes, they nearly had a heart attack when I slapped a tiger over the head that had been trying to take more than it's fair share of food. "Here you go male." I crooned to the lion who I called male. He purred in response. "Yeah see and people think your a dangerous brute." he yawned and flashed his teeth. "Ok you are but not to me huh, and it's only because I’m a freak of nature, otherwise you'd tare me to shred's huh?" I said ruffling his hair.

While I brushed his hair I thought about last night. After the little incident with Drake, we took Ron into Jeremy's office to talk to him about certain things. We explained that I wasn't a shifter, or anything like that, we had to bend the truth and admitted that we weren’t telling him everything, but we told him enough that he would know enough but not know too much. Jeremy told Richard about the incident with Drake.

He wasn't upset; he said Jeremy was in his right's to protect his employees from an unruly customer. He told Jer that he would talk to Jean-Claude about Magnus's behavior. I learned this all from Jeremy, we didn't want Richard to know that I knew he was wolf king, he might think someone was spilling wolf secrets and I am trying to stay out of furry politics. It probably wasn't smart taking a job at a Lycan restaurant, but I needed the money, and I figured it would be a good way to practice using my ability. After I finished grooming the lions I walked over to the cafeteria for my break. I got a cheese burger with some fries and a Pepsi and was enjoying the solitude when he showed up.

"Excuse me." said a disturbingly familiar, quiet tenor voice.

I turned my head around slowly and came face to face with none other then Drake. "What the hell do you want?!" I hissed.

He smiled at me, once again he was wearing all black clothes, his shirt was sleeveless and showed off his pale arms. He wore a pair of sunglasses and seemed to be rather uncomfortable. Whether it was because he was embarrassed about last night, or was uncomfortable in the sun I didn't know, but I was betting on the latter. "I came to apologize." he said smoothly.

"What?" I asked confused. I looked around nervously, was I about to be attacked or something? Was this a trick?

"May I sit with you?" he asked politely, and I nodded. He couldn’t do anything to bad, there were to many people around.

He sat down across from me, and we sat in an awkward silence for a few seconds. "So you were saying?" I asked taking a sip of Pepsi.

"Yes about last night…it was unacceptable what I did and I see that now."

"You see that now?" I asked skeptically.

"Please you have to understand when you brushed my beast I thought you were trying to mess with me, then I thought you were another of my kind, when I realized you were just human I over reacted to you as a threat, I’m not used to being fearful of humans you see and I may have went overboard a little." he said looking at me through his glasses.

A little? More like a lot.

"Look I didn't mean to pass into your metaphysical territory or anything I have this thing-” I waved my finger around my head “-I react funny to animals and shifters so don't think I’m trying to start some pissing contest." I said.

I noticed some girls at a nearby table eyeing Drake "Ah you noticed my little pack of groupies?" he asked with a smirk.

“How did you?" I began he didn't even look in there direction.

"Sense of smell, and hearing." he said. The girls started to whisper to each other and Drake smirked.

"You’re pretty good with the sense's for a were? Is it a bat thing?" I asked.

"Does this mean I’m forgiven?" he asked.

"Well it was my fault for starting the whole thing accidentally, but you started shit with my boss."

"Ah yes, the mongrel."

"Watch it." I said warningly, defending Jeremy's honor. I should ask for a raise.

"Sorry." He apologized half heartedly.

"Tell you what." I said "How about this. Since you’re so curious, how about we ask each other some questions? And if we don't want to answer a question we ask another." I suggested.

"That sounds reasonable." He said nodding his head.

"Ok me first how did you find me?" I asked. I might need to know this in case I need to hide from him.

"Your scent I followed it from your work, to your place, to here." Great he knew where I lived, as well as were I worked..

"How do you do what you do?" he asked, I knew he would ask that, nosey bastard. Then again it was my idea.

"I don't know, how does a psychic’s power work exactly?" I said shrugging my shoulders; I decided to tell him a half truth because I knew he would want to know more than that "My power makes me empathic to animal emotions shifters included.”

"Hmmm, interesting." He said interestedly, resting his chin on the back of his hands. I think he suspected more but he didn’t ask.

"Why we're you with Magnus last night?" I asked.

He looked at me for a second or two "My people are very private, but recently the master of St. Louis has shown himself to be a useful connection, we had a treaty with the rats for some caves to be added in our territory, and through them we heard of this coalition."

The coalition was a group that helped in the understanding between humans and shifters. Micah Calihan was the local Nimer-Raj, or leopard king, he was the chairman of the collation. I had seen him on a few TV programs, I had hoped to one day work there.

"So we decided to try and make a few new treaties for the sake of power, and since Magnus was the only vampire that could call bats I figured he would be the best choice to help us in the negotiations. Jean-Claude hopes that since he has no animal to call he would find one of my people to become one."

Animal to call had two meanings. It meant the species a master vampire could control, and the shifter that has become the vampire’s animal servant. An animal to call functions similar to a human servant. The vampire and shifter are bound metaphysically and can share thoughts and power. Like a witch and her familiar.

"Is that what you were there for? As an offering?"

"No, he was very persuasive but I will not have myself or my people bound to anyone in such a way. I offered my assistance should it ever be needed but that’s it." He said. I noticed he was eyeing my French fries "Can I try some?" he asked.

"Sure." I said and he snagged some fries. He put them in his mouth and started to chew.

"Mmmm tasty." He said licking his lips.

"What haven't you ever had fries before?" I asked.

"No, I haven't had the pleasure of trying many kinds of human foods; we mostly drink blood or eat fruit. So what exactly do you do?" he asked.

"I feel the emotions of animals, that’s pretty much it." I said half shrugging "I can sense vampires a little but only if they have an animal to call."

"You sound like you’ve had experience with vampires before." he said stating a fact.

"A few; so how does your hierarchy work?"

"Well our leader is a queen or our Chiroptera, she's the absolute ruler of all our clan, she selects numerous mates to give birth to the prince's and princesses, each prince and princess is given a certain area as their dominion to take care of."

"So it’s kind of like the Swans?"

"Yes, except a swan king is born, in my culture it’s all heredity. You know for someone who claims to be a simple human you seem to have an intimate knowledge of supernatural beings." Well yeah I was raised by Werewolves, but he wasn’t supposed to know that.

"So if all these caves are like different states does that mean you have a capital?" I asked obviously changing the subject.

"Yes, we do." He said smiling at my attempt to talk about something else.

"Where at?" I asked.

He grinned and put his finger to his lips, "Sorry members only."

"Can I ask one more?"

"Only if I get additional questions."

"Sure...are you a prince?" He was definitely an Alpha, my power told me that much.

He leaned forward and whispered "Yes." he let just a tiny fraction of his power loose, just a fraction and still I shivered. Definitely an Alpha.

"Ok can you not do that?" I said rubbing my arms.

"Sorry." he said and pulled his power back. "Ok where were you born?"

"Pennsylvania."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty one." I lied smoothly.

He stared at me with a disbelieving look "Really?"

'Really." I said. I was actually sixteen, but I looked older

"Ok, how long have you been able to call us?"

"Not call…communicate." I corrected.

"Okay how long have you been able to communicate with us then?"

"It's not just you, or just Lycanthropes, all animals, bugs, birds, fish you name it. Even as a baby, I could commune with them, we had to move a lot because stray cats and dogs would be attracted to our house."

"Where are your parents?"

"There around, they split when I was five, he couldn't handle his freak son talking to animals, my mom thought I was blessed by god, she remarried when I was six, I haven't talked to her for a while now, personal reasons." I said eating some fries. More like major issues on ethics.

We went on like that for a few more minutes, asking each other questions. Slowly learning new things about each other, I was having a pretty good time. I didn’t have much of a personal life outside of work. I was mostly a stay at home kind of guy, I would like to get out more but I was in hiding, so I didn’t have many friends. I had to get back to work so I got back up to leave "Well I better get back to work." I said and he stood up.

"Are you planning anything for tonight?" he asked.

"No I’m off for the week at the bar, and I don't work the night shift here why?"

"Some friends and I we're going to a club tonight by the name of Danse Macobre, you have heard of it yes?"
As a matter of fact I had. I had never been there but I knew it was a really wild dance club, and when I mean wild I mean supposedly it had blow up dolls on the ceiling. Anyone and everyone went there. People liked it there because you could dance with vamps or shifters, like a zoo only you don't do the tango with the animals.

"Yes but I’ve never been there before."

I knew about the blow up dolls because Kim loved that place. She went there all the time with her girlfriends. Every time we worked together she told me (In graphic detail) about the fun time she had there. Is it possible to rape a person’s ear with information?

"Then if you’re free tonight maybe you'd like to join us tonight?" He asked.

"Who’s us?" I asked. I was considering it, I did have a whole week off at the bar and I was only working at the zoo three days this week.

"Some friends." He said.

"Other Bats?"

"Yes." Great a night with a bunch of shifters who I don’t know that should be fun.

"Is Magnus going to be there?"

He was thoughtful of what he was about to say "Yes...he knows the locals better then we do, he's our chaperone so to say, He is to make sure we stay out of trouble." I highly doubt Magnus could keep Drake out of trouble. Drake struck me as someone who enjoyed trouble a bit too much.

"I don't know after last night."

"Don't worry, it was my fault, he works for Jean-Claude so he wanted last night to go off without a hitch. He holds no grudges, so don't worry."

"Can I bring some friends?"

"Sure if it makes you feel better, the more the merrier."

"What time?"

"9: 00 tonight, I’ll wait for you outside."

"Ok see you tonight." we shook hands and left. I was left to ponder what I had just done. I had accepted an invite to go dancing with a Werebat and his buddies. I am so stupid. I mean he knows something’s up with me and even confessed to be more than curious about me. What if he discovers my secrets? I was on the run; I should be keeping a low profile, not out clubbing with vampires and shifters. If it got out what I really could do, every Lycanthrope in all St. Louise would either try to kill me or control me. Hell any Shifter would, and if the Black Forest clan ever found me I would have to return to my former life and I'd rather be dead.

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I got home around 5. So I had time to make some phone calls. If I was going to hang with the bats I needed some strong friends. I gave Kim a call, and you’re probably thinking, a Weredog as protection? If there is one thing I’ve learned it's that there's no such thing as a non-dangerous shifter. I called her up on her cell phone, her cell music was Rhianna's Disturbia, "Hello?" she answered.

"Kim, hey it's Dave".

"Oh hey Davie, what's up?"

"Nothing. Hey are you doing anything tonight?"

"Nothing, I had no plans why?"

"You fancy going to Danse Macobre?"

"Oh my God!!! Yes I love that place, it's awesome, have you ever been there!?" she asked excitedly.

"No."

"Even better, what time should I meet you there?"

"Well I was kind of invited."

"Really? Who."

"Oh just a guy I met from last night, I saw him at work today, and he invited me to hang with him and some of his buddies."

"Ohh really cool."

"Yeah I’d go myself but I don't know anyone there and I would feel better with some back up."

"Sure, sure, is he....lunarly challenged?"

"Yes, so are his friends, and there will be a vampire."

"Oh Dave you are so weird."

"What why?"

"Well most people are uncomfortable to be around people like us, you it's like second nature, usually humans only hang with us if they’re freaks or planning to switch food chains.......Dave are you a freak?" she whispered.

"No!" I said indigently. Freak was slang for humans that allowed vamps to suck there blood. It was like a drug to them, they would give anything for a vampire to drain them, I’d seen some freaks in my time and it wasn't pretty. I even had a cousin by the name of Phillip who we lost to such things. Last I had heard he was somewhere in St. Louis. I have had no luck finding him. Kim might as well have asked me if I was a drug addict.

"Are you trying to become a Were?"

"No."

"Because if you are I’d recommend Weredog. It’s so much fun and cool."

"NO!" I said more firmly.

"Ok, ok you going to call anyone else?"

"Yeah, Ron and probably Kathleen."

Kathleen was a Werelion, she came from a religious family, and when she survived being attacked by a lion, she went into a deep depression. But luckily the new Rex Haven helped her through it.

"Ok I’ll see you there." She hanged up.

I then called Ron "Hello." He answered.

"Hey Ron its Dave."

"Oh hey what’s up?"

"Hey are you doing anything tonight?"

"No, got tonight off why?"

"Well me and Kim and maybe Kathleen are going to Danse Macobre tonight, just wondered if you wanted to come."

"You’re hanging out? With people?"

"Yes I have a social life you know." Not really but that wasn’t the point.

"Sure you do...you say Kathleen?"

"Yes Kathleen, the lion who's been asking about you." Asking if he was available. She had a thing for big strong men.

"And your going to Danse Macobre?"

"Yes."

"Kind of wild for you don't you think?"

"What’s that supposed to mean?" I said indigently.

"Well you’re kind of red blood you know."

"Look, please come I need you there."

"Why."

"You know Drake from last night?"

"How can I forget." I then told him everything that happened at the zoo.. "And you accepted?!"

"Well he was sorry and he was nice and everything, plus he seems pretty cool."

"Cool! He attacked you last night!"

"It was a misunderstanding, besides we talked and he...he knows nothing about the world up here Ron, he's spent all his life in a dark damp cave, besides he knows where I live and I’d rather not stand him up, so please come I’d rather go with some friends."

"So basically you’re too scared to just stand him up?"

"More or less."

"Fine I’ll be there."

"Thanks, oh and bring some crosses, the vamp Magnus is supposed to be there."

"You’re just begging for trouble you know." he said and hanged up.

I tried giving Kathleen a ring but all I got was her answering machine.. I left a message and put the phone back on it’s charger and went to take a shower. I wondered why I had said yes. Boredom really, curiosity too. Of Werebats and Drake. I was capable of protecting myself, I was more than capable of using my power defensively. Plus Kim and Ron would be there, but as extra precaution I would take my silver knife with me. I wasn’t expecting trouble, just being prepared is all.

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