Christopher was a regular student attending college like a good child he was and his parents couldn't have been more proud of him choosing the career field he did. The medical field was often sought out for and definitely hard to get into. He was often gifted with money from his mother and father, proving they approved of the career choice. They didn't tell him and he didn't say anything about it- both pretending they didn't know where it came from. Truth be told, however it helped him out a lot with his fees for books and trainings.  However with this career field came constant studying and long nights.

One night, Christopher was out at the study hall until 2.30 am studying for a test he had at the end of the week. The walk was pretty far from the study hall to his dorm, his roommate knew he would be out late and told Christopher to call him when he was done and he'd be ready to pick him up. He did as he was asked, placing his phone to his ear. The phone rang over and over before eventually going to his voice-mail. Christopher sighed, looking around for anyone that could take him back to the dorm but unfortunately due to the time everyone was asleep. Going with the only possible option, Christopher started his long journey back to his dorm.

The streets on campus weren't normally creepy, but usually he was with friends and other medical students. There had been reports of an animal running around killing smaller animals but nothing about a human being attacked- because of that fact, Christopher felt semi comfortable with the walk. That was until he heard rustling in the woods. He looked around, seeing nothing at first and chalking it up to deer being out and about. Continuing his way down the street, he couldn't help but hear more rustling causing him to stop in his tracks. A stick cracked to his direct right, the man looking over in the same direction. "Seth?" He called out- Seth was one of his friends in class that loved to play pranks on people. This would be one hell of a prank if it was one. However after a few moments of silence, Christopher started walking again, pace increasing as the sound of the rustling and cracking sticks quickened pace as well. Soon he was in a full sprint trying to make his way to the closest building possible.

He didn't make it, the sound of a loud growl and the feeling of what he would call a brick hitting his back causing him to fall down to the ground. Christopher fought the desire to turn around and see what attacked him but the loud growl again sounded from right above him. Hearing the sound drew him to two conclusions. Either a bear or a wolf. He closed his eyes hoping it would be a bear and if he laid there quietly and making no sounds or movements he would be left alone. Hearing the animal growl again, Christopher shut his eyes even tighter before he heard the sound of a gun go off. The creature howled before the sound of the rustling and sticks rang in the distance. It took a while for him to open his eyes again, looking in the direction of where the gunshot came from but no one was there. He furrowed his brows as he stood up slowly a pang of pain shooting down his back. A quick hand to his shoulder showed he was bleeding- but from a bite? Christopher looked around before his phone went off, his roommate calling him back. *dude I'm so sorry I was waiting for you and I fell asleep. Where are you I'm on my way* Christopher gave him his address and waited for him to come. Little did he know what dangers he was in from that small little bite.

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Christopher spent a few days away from class sick, his fever running higher than usual. His parents flew to him from Los Angeles to make sure he was okay, even his roommate moved in with another friend while he got through this. Even though he was thankful his parents were there, he also wished they wouldn't be - having them ask him about school and dating while he was sick was insanely inappropriate and he found himself tuning them out while texting a friend. He recieved class notes via email and did his best to catch up on the lesson plans in between heat flashes and cold showers. The bite on his shoulder healed within a few days much to his own surprise. He didn't tell anyone about the bite nor attack in fear there would be crazy stories or something spread around campus after all there wasn't any reports of attacks on humans.

A week later, his parents had returned home much to their objections and Christopher was getting worse. His fever had sky rocketed to the point his roommate thought he should be checked into a hospital. Christopher disagreed but was forced to go. Grabbing a few things around the dorm, he made sure he had a good sized back packed for his short visit. As he walked out of the dorm he felt a sharp stabbing pain originate at his head before spreading through his entire body. He fell to the ground unable to say anything the pain choking his voice completely.

All of a sudden the pain stopped, Christopher's breathing heavy and deep. He leaned over the ground, his knees and hands on the cement before opening his eyes. In a split of a second his hands grew, nails longer. He furrowed his brow, sitting up before his other hand did the same thing. Last thing he knew he turned to head back to his room before everything turned black.

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