It felt like a stab into his heart. This couldn't be true. How? Why? NO!
Ivaylo swallowed his pride and fell to his knees begging his Boss. The
Chairman didn't even move. "My decision is final... now LEAVE!" With his head pointing to the ground he packed his belongings from the office and left.
At
home, he lay on the bed, his hands wide from his body looking with an
empty gaze towards the ceiling. Nothing makes sense. How could this
happen? He knew that humans are pure evil. He avoided them, not even
wronged them so why?
A notification email interrupted his
hopelessness. He slightly turned his head and grabbed the phone which
lay next to him. The location and role of his new job were revealed. The
stupid outskirts is like a one-hour drive from his place one and a half
maximal two during traffic jams. He threw the phone back on the bed.
It
will be a hassle for him but he needs to come to terms with it. His
only hope for now is to hope and believe that the truth will be revealed
and he will get his job back. Technically his chances looked bad
because of his outburst and also well-known opinions. But the hope dies
last...
A new ping echoed in the bedroom. It was a message from
his mother. The mixer will take place on Saturday at a specific time and
place. He couldn't believe it. With an ironic chuckle, he placed his
phone on his chest and covered his face with his palm. It will be on the
same outskirts as his new job. Fate was laughing into his face.
On
a chilly Saturday afternoon, he was walking the streets of the
outskirts. The summer was long gone and he needed an extra layer to not
get sick. Damn human genetics. Why am I so hairless? Ivaylo huddled up
in his clothes. A lot of humans were walking all around him. I have to
get used to this horrible place. This is HELL! He thought to himself.
"LOOK! A new pretty boy face!" Ivaylo got spun by some random stranger hybrid. "Aren't you a haaandsome one?!"
Bear-core Beastmen began to annoy Ivaylo. From time to time it happened
to him. Well, it didn't for a long time, but still... He will teach
them a lesson very fast.
One of the bear guys reached out to pat
him on the head. He grabbed it, twisted it, and spun him around looking
straight into the eyes of the others. "DON'T touch me!" The
others backed off. They didn't expect him to be this strong and skillful
for a Half-blood. That thug gang was notorious in this part of the
city. They loved to pick on Half-bloods and Humans.
Ivaylo
pushed the leader to the ground and was on his merry way to the bar
where the mixer should take place. In front of the building stood a
sign. "Humans are welcome!" He couldn't believe his eyes. Ivaylo really dreaded entering.
He
took a deep breath and went straight inside. An animal type of a
Beastman stood behind the bar polishing a glass. Ivaylo said his hello
and the owner nodded. A mix of Beastmen and Humans sat at the bar.
Ivaylo rolled his eyes and found the guy who organized the mixer. The
bar owner saw it and narrowed his eyes at him as he passed by.
The
organizer was sitting there with another one. Both of them were
hybrids. Later one animalistic and a half-blood joined them. The ladies
on the other hand took their time to come. Ivaylo bored leaned on his
left arm and stared into his glass. Occasionally taking a peek at his
surroundings and glaring at the human customers.
The owner
noticed it and was cautious about Ivaylo. He didn't want him to cause
any trouble. From time to time, came in Beastmen like Ivaylo to stir
problems because of the human customers.
Ivaylo needed to use the bathroom and stood up walking around the bar. The Doberman owner cut his way. "I
warn you to not cause any disturbance in my bar! I saw how you look at
my human customers. I know your type. You Beastmen should finally get
over your egos!"
Ivaylo was disgusted. How dare he reprimand
him? Despite him being an animalistic Beastman with a bigger size
difference, Ivaylo was positive he could beat him with ease if needed.
In the past, he spared with bigger and stronger animalistic Beastmen.
"Are
you trying to control my thoughts?! I can think whatever I want and
have any opinion I desire, even when they don't match with yours..." Ivaylo pushed past him and shut the door behind him with a loud thud. Everybody inside turned it.
When
Ivaylo returned the Beastwomen were already present at his table. Two
animalistic one half-blood and two hybrids came. They all were quite
pretty but didn't really catch Ivaylo's fancy. He even didn't know what
he should search for in a woman.
He loved his freedom, job, and
alcohol... Of course, the females were into him right away. He was the
most handsome one of the other four, hell, I guess even from the whole
bar.
Ivaylo sat down and took the drink into his hand. The organizer leaned into him. "Don't
take it personally. The bar owner is in reality a nice guy, who just
looks out for his customers, no matter the species. He is in kind of
debt to a human. A girl helped him to keep this bar alive when he got
both legs broken a year ago. He said they were childhood friends..."
In
disbelief, Ivaylo looked at the organizer and then at the Doberman man
at the bar socializing with some customers. Should he believe that
fairytale? A human helping a Beastman and specifically an Animal type?
Bullshit! Someone made that up for sure. Ivaylo bottled up the drink and
ordered more.
The boring night continued... In the end, he was
mentally drained and wanted to just go home. He called a cab and left
the ladies in the dust. He had no intention to meet them ever again to
their disappointment.
He somehow survived the weekend
and then Monday early morning sat in his car and drove to his new job.
The parking was a little bit far from the building. "Great!" He
just arrived at the outskirts and he was already annoyed and he didn't
even get near the building where the new job awaited him.
Suddenly
a very pleasant smell infiltrated his nostrils shifting his attention
and mood. It was a female scent. He blushed and did something that he
hadn't done since his teen years... He wagged his tail. Quickly he
grabbed it, so nobody would notice. What was that scent? Ivaylo looked
around but couldn't find the source. A mix of different Beastmen types
and Humans walked all around him. Snap!
His mood improved from
that. He didn't expect it and was surprised by that. Maybe he did need
someone next to him, just he didn't have the chance to meet the right
Beastperson? Maybe he will meet her in the near future.
He smiled to himself and then began to walk to his new job.
Ivaylo, the young hybrid man is fighting every day with his identity. He despises his human-looking body parts to the point of occasional self-harm. What fate awaits him?
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