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"Tell me, what excatly was our relationship and what do you know about me?"

Smiling nervously Amy startet the engine, as she startet driving she sighed.

"We are... friends of a sort, we are very different yet very alike."

The puzzled look he gave her made her laugh

"Where do I begin?

Well ok, you are a werewolf, a garou, that is what your kind calls themselves. As far as I know your Tribemates call themselves Fianna, decendants of the Celts, they are kin to my, kind the Fae that still reside on this world. Can you still keep up with me?"

Barry noded, everything she said made sense as strage as it sounded.

"Ok now you are a moon dancer, a Galliard, born under the gibbous moon a master of song and story. That explains your unsusualy strong desire for companionship" She smiled nervously at him

"You mean to tell me that you and me have..."

"Oh no, no, no! You seem to prefer normal humans. By the way your kind calls you Ballad."

"Allright, so where are we headed?"

"My place you will shower, get some clothes and then you will get the hell out of England!"

Ballad looked at her surprised
"Ok so why do I have to go and where do I go?"

Laughing she just pointed towards his chest, looking down he realized that he was covered in blood.
"You will go to Vienna, your destiny awaits you there."