Is immortality really necessary? Live eternally without end while you can only see the rest live so fully so that when their end comes they are well remembered by the rest of the people, having to move so constantly so that no one notices your eternal youth That can't be a fair life. I don't even know if it's a life.

— Why this town Mick?

—We haven't come to visit this place in many years, I wanted to see how much it has changed in the last hundred years.

—Is that it? You could well have gone online and looked for it and we could have gone to Madrid as was the plan; for me, you want to see if their offspring are still here.

The two strangers who had just arrived in a city in southern Spain were arguing about the reason for their visit and back to this city, one speculated about the search for a girl and the other defended with all his being that it was simple curiosity.

—It has been a hundred years since you saw her, even if she managed to live another 80 years she would be dead no one would live 118 years in a city like this used to be, Mick it's time you let her go, I won't be reborn one more time just because you continue in love with all my heart.

—You know that we will never die unless someone loves us with all his soul and can love us even after death Marck.

—Do you still believe in love? Well, I thought that three thousand years of life had opened your eyes, I already gave up on that subject, we have fallen in love 186 times in these three thousand years and the curse has not been broken, that's because no human will never be able to love to such a degree, everyone forgets as soon as someone new enters their lives; you better resign yourself Mick we will be the eternal beings until the end of the life of this world and even beyond we are the only real immortal beings that have existed.

—We have already seen such a strong love in our other lives, if ordinary people achieved it, why can't we?

— Because we are the most replaceable people that exist, also whenever we fall in love we do it with girls who do not know how to value our love, who seek love as precious as Romeo and Juliet or Cleopatra and Julius Caesar without even trying a bit.

Both young people began at a slow pace to enter the streets of the city and as if they were invisible they walked those streets known but that today was so different and full of life, just as time makes something go away can bring to a place life that you would never have imagined before. When they got attached to the new and changed city from which they had left a hundred years ago leaving one of the so many loves behind they decided to eat something and decide what would happen from now on for the next year or two if luck favoured them.

— What will we do this time Mick?

—The usual, we will go to school, we will avoid standing out, we will live as according to the time as possible, and this time we try to be normal, I would like to stop moving every time someone suspects something about us.

—Then avoid going crazy in literature classes, social sciences, etc. You always get like a maniac in situations like that due to the lack of wisdom of the teachers and the poor quality of the students.

—You're the same when it comes to biology, sports, and for some reason when they bring up mythology and fantastic beings as the central topic of conversation Marck."

—Then we have to keep a low profile this year, although I know that in the first week you will remain the fucking literary genius as in all the past occasions."

—Just like you will be the genius of biology and the best athlete in school as you always are.

—I still want to talk about the other matter Mick, I can't go on like this everyone's fucking scent is driving me crazy I need to have my ordinary human nose.

—We already talked about it, Marck, we can't transform ourselves in this city. There are no wolves in Spain, imagine if they see one.

—But it's the twenty-first century, and it's not like we're going to devour humans and transform in the light of the full moon to torment them with an insatiable killer instinct, we're just wolves aware of human language, what people know as werewolves. , but we are not allergic to silver - said the young brunette mockingly as he turned a ring that rested on his ring finger - You also know well that if we do not transform we will have our senses in our human form, do you want to explain to the adolescents From that school, how do you hear them, smell them, see them from a long distance, adding the physical advantage that we have now?

— How do you convince me of this nonsense? Okay, but for now we must go to enrol in school if I remember correctly, the school year has already started, but let's eat something else, I'm still hungry.

—We must go for money, the little loose change we had run out for a long time and of course, we must look for false documents for the registry and of the best quality.

—The documents I have ready since we left Paris, regarding the issue of money we will use the account we have for schools and European countries to avoid suspicions.

— Then let's not say more, let's go get some food that we need well and then go to that stupid school unnecessary for us.

When things were said, the young friends, brothers or acquaintances of three thousand years of existence continued with their initial plan, perhaps this life will bring them their long-awaited desire to live and die like the rest of the world, nothing else has happened in These days what to see how their friends, acquaintances and family live and die while they continue their youth their eternal seventeen years, despite all this they continue to accumulate money, experiences and knowledge, they see the passing of the ages and have contributed throughout of the centuries in wonderful legends and creations of fantastic creatures such as werewolves, legend and history based on them if there was any type of historical record, even so who would believe that some boys have been the ones who gave rise to a of the most famous monsters of cinema, books and legends that arose around the 18th century in Europe of course.

But the most intriguing thing is because they have lived for centuries like this, the history of the werewolves transcends to Egypt, Japan, and other quite interesting cultures, added to the fact of hatred and Marck's skepticism for love, what kind of lives have these had. Eternal boys, is sinning for them love? Or have they just stopped believing in the inspiration of many of the world's great writers and musicians.

Well, things have been the worst for them, not only have they lived many lives without being able to die, but they have suffered hundreds of love disappointments in their lives, how to believe in love when it does not matter how much of you you give and you are only replaced at the end for another? wanted ", surely he is not too old and as easy to forget ironically as Mick and Marck, they may have been the ones who invented him in an attempt to help someone, but despite his pure and real immortality and his wisdom so great Like their lives, they do not stop being human and make mistakes like other people and the most common is not listening to your own advice even knowing that it is the best answer to the problem you must have.

The answer to this is that they have been cursed, their true form until they have forgotten it, they do not remember if they were men in their first life and were punished with the curse of involuntarily turning into wolves and that with the passage of time they managed to master the transformations. at will or wolves that sinned and offended a divinity so much that they were punished with living as men and can only return to their true form on occasions and that in the end they preferred the life of men but in nostalgia for their previous life they return to being wolves when your stress is incalculable.

Whatever their beginning, now they decide to live as humans who in moments of boredom become wolves, who frolic in nature and live what is true freedom, just enjoying life, is everything perfect as a wolf? no, in the end they are cursed and a curse is always a punishment, so; Why give them something that they could enjoy? The answer is so simple, being wolves is not easy, the more time they spend like this, the less they will live, their immortality is reduced, or rather their current life is reduced, it was something that they discovered late in their beginnings as immortal, spending a long time as wolves leads them to the end of their present life and once they are at the limit they die like dogs to be reborn in another part of the world in a young wolf always together, preserving memory of their first Life, forgetting the good of the previous ones and all the pain of each of those lives that they have mixed in their memories, wanders the pain of three thousand years of life and a few resurrections.

— Get up, it's time for our one hundred and seventy-eighth life to start lazy — said a black — haired man at the foot of a chestnut's bed that was still lying dreaming — you asked for it— he said as he dropped a cold bucket of water on his brother.

Marck's reaction was to get up and give a rather threatening growl, after the scare he only seriously complained about how to wake someone up.

— If you weren't so lazy, you wouldn't have to resort to these means.

— Mick, you are the only idiot who, after having had his first day of education more than two hundred years ago, is still excited about wanting to learn something that is known by heart in more than forty languages — he said while yawning after his comment — because to continue going to school, we were practically on the day of its invention, I know you will say that science and technology advance and that we must learn new things to adapt but we literally have the time in the world to do so.

— All that speech about getting up early in the morning, you're more complaining than usual Marck.

—Well, since you were already a wolf and your senses are normal, it is completely logical that you say it but I still have the smell and hearing of a wolf, do you know what I will have to go through today in that school, all the noise and mixed smells that there will be? ? but you don't even worry because you won't get through it.

The discussion continued like this all the way to school, and as usual they were late because of it, they were going through the lonely corridors of the school as they had already had practice but for some reason the pair got distracted and Mick collided with a young woman their "age" which caused both of them to end up on the ground.

— Are you okay, new boy?— Said a sharp voice clearly from the girl.

— Yes, thank you — Mick replied — And you?— As he got up.

— A little dirty but nothing to write home about, you should be more careful next time, new boy.

— My name is Mick, miss, and he is my brother Marck

— Is that dog your brother? — Said the blue-eyed lady.

— What dog is he referring to? He's an idiot but it's not such a big deal — he said as he turned his gaze and saw a huge black wolf and piercing blue eyes — unfortunate Mark, how dare you bring the dog to school and abandon me — he said in an audible whisper for the girl .

— Mick better get him out or you'll get in a lot of trouble, do it before the bell rings.

— I'm taking it out right now, he knows how to come home alone, thank you very much miss," she said as she took the supposed dog by the neck.

— Julie, no miss, that's my name.

— Thanks Jullie, see you some other day.

Both young men walked away in opposite directions and the wolf only walked slowly and proudly, one could almost say that it was a form of mockery, already when they were outside Mick exploded.

— Are you an idiot? What would have happened if that girl had seen how you transformed? You know well that we must not reveal immortality or signs of being beasts.

The huge black wolf just fixed his gaze on Mick and approached at a slow pace while at the same time the fur fell to the ground and once he touched it it turned to dust, the fangs were retracting and he began to stand up, and at the end his blue eyes turned black, revealing Marck standing with a mocking smile at Mick.

—Come on, she was on the ground with her eyes closed and a jacket on her face, I also did it before entering this school, you were too busy thinking about the classes that you didn't even notice, besides, only then can I lead a common life like student, or do you want to see me writhing from the plague and having a headache from the noise?

—Since, at least you can stay like this for at least 3 months so that we can look for a place to transform ourselves and no one sees us.

— Hey one last thing Mick, that Jullie girl.

— What's wrong with her Marck?

— It smells a lot like her, maybe it's her great-granddaughter or something of hers like that.

The brunette took his backpack that he had left hidden near the school door, leaving the black haired man stunned and frozen in the middle of the schoolyard by such news, in a bad hour he had lost his over-developed senses, although his fake brother was a A very common joker would never take advantage of a thing like that to play a joke in such bad taste.

The sound of a bell pulled him out of his thoughts and made him start to move, but he was still in a state of shock, he couldn't get those words out of his head "it may be his great-granddaughter", there was a reason why Mick had decided return to this city and is that before disappearing he believed that he would be a father, if what his brother said was true he has just met his possible great-granddaughter, the truths that now exist in his head make him doubt even what to do now in such a situation he had never before had so many thoughts together at once or at least not in centuries.

—Hey, brainiac, if you want to know if what I told you is true, just ask her if Sabrina is her great-grandmother, and free yourself from doubts, are you afraid of falling in love with her offspring?

— How do you know what he was thinking?

—We have been together for more than three thousand years of existence. I have had enough time to know you to the point of knowing even what you think; even I am curious to know if that girl is a descendant of the one who made us run away a hundred years ago.

After the talk about solutions to the fear that Mick felt for that terrible secret that he has carried in his mind for a hundred years, a secret that no one not even his three thousand year old brother knows, but today he did have a chance to get out your doubts would. First they went to the student counselor's office, to receive their schedules and to be able to start their classes, and once that was done they went to their pertinent classes that how in other eras and times they were different and would only see each other at break, or at end of school or shift but obviously being a cursed human like wolf or a cursed wolf had certain contradictions, but luckily they would not transform with the full moon but they would suffer from a heat stage that would arrive in a few months but nothing serious , usually they used to solve it by disappearing for a few days and being wolves at ease.

Marck had English class, that language he knew how to speak since it emerged in the world, in fact he and Mick spoke about twelve languages, and they were geniuses of daily life, but anyway, while Marck would go to sleep in English Mick he would surely go to show off about classical literature in his class on the appreciation of ancient literature; Both brothers began different paths in what will be their last life of existence, apparently returning to this city in what for them was a relatively short period of time would bring their long-awaited desire to live an ordinary life and once dead they would not They would reincarnate, they could finally grow old but will losing their immortality give them a happy life? Or will they die sooner? They will know everything when it is time to find out, patience is something they have plenty of.

Marck came to class and after the teacher did the typical ritual of introducing him to the class, he moved away from the rest of the class, cornering himself in a corner where apparently no one sat in front of or around him, perfect to sleep, while walking the corridor noticed the same black hair against which his brother had

shocked, that girl was surely Jullie, he just kept on his way, sat down, put his things aside and ignored the class most of the hour until the same black hair sat in front of him and a tanned hand threw him a paper.

"Don't be shy, the class doesn't bite, by the way my name is Jullie Youth"

—Youth? That is not the last name Sabrina used, her last name was Cyan, but it could well be the last name of her possible husband if she married —was the thought that crossed the mind of the millennial boy, he decided to try to get more information so replied to your message.

"Youth? That is a very unusual last name Jullie, and an apology for the incident with my brother this morning. My name is Marck Rangel."

The young woman turned her head suddenly towards our black eye and she almost in an audible whisper she said:

—Are you Mick's brother?

—That's right, and you're Jullie who has my brother quite intrigued.

—How intrigued I do not understand?

—You see, my brother thinks that you could be a relative of us — he said while making sure that no one in the room saw or paid attention to them.—In your family, was there a woman who lived here about a hundred years ago or so that her name was Sabrina Cyan?— The young man finished as he looked into her chocolate colored eyes.

The girl seemed to remember trying to investigate the deepest memories she had, perhaps she was looking for that answer to Marck's question but time passed so slowly that the young man began to get impatient, at the moment in which the brunette was going to ask something Jullie gave him an answer that left him quite surprised.

—I honestly don't remember someone in my family with that name, but I'm also intrigued to know why your brother thinks we're family so explain it to me and maybe I can give you more information.

—Apparently our great-grandfather visited this city a hundred years ago when he was only eighteen years old and during that period of time he went out with the woman I mentioned and when he appeared when he left the woman was pregnant without anyone knowing it and then according to my brother you are identical to the woman in a photo that our ancestor used to have in his room— Mick, thanks for this great ability to lie and make excuses that you taught me —and he mentioned it to me a while ago.

—If so, we can go out of class to my house and talk about it with my grandfather, he must know perfectly well if she was one of our family or it is just a rather rare coincidence.

After reaching a rather strange agreement, he continued paying attention to the class, when the rest of the day ended he ran in search of his brother, he hated like never having transformed since now he had to look everywhere instead of sharpening his hearing or look for its scent.

After hanging around a couple of times, he managed to see his brother under the threshold of the front door, and hurrying his walk, he headed towards the confident and proud that as soon as he gave him the news, he would be loved and venerated by his brother. , they would soon get more answers that would help them.

— I have a huge surprise for you, Mick," he said with a huge grin from ear to ear.

— Because of your smile, he was very suspicious of it being something good, but; What is it about?

— Julie will take us to her house today to find out if she is a descendant of Sabrina Cyan, I asked her directly but she says she doesn't know if someone in her family used to be called that," he said quite proud of himself for his cunning.

— And what exactly did you tell him, Marck?

— We just got here for nothing, I ordered an American coffee for you, we haven't ordered anything else Jullie yet — Marck said, getting up as he invited the young woman to take a seat.

— Welcome Jullie, please sit down —Mick said as he stepped out of his own world in which he had been immersed for minutes.

After a light chat and devouring the desserts they had ordered with the arrival of Jullie they prepared to leave the cafeteria, once outside the autumn air hit them hard while the young people were not fazed by the low temperature, Jullie hugged herself and put on a thick scarf that she took out of her backpack, after that she gave them a lot of instructions on how to talk to her grandfather, apparently he was a very distrustful person of strangers and could become somewhat aggressive and tough to answer any something a couple new to town would like to know. Thus they marched towards the home of the girl with a mysterious smell and perhaps a key to Mick's past, she lived almost on the outskirts of the city, she had to walk west from the cafeteria for about fifteen minutes and that was it.

— If you want, we can take a taxi or something like that, I wouldn't want to make you walk for so long — the girl with the chocolate eyes apologized somewhat embarrassed.

— It's only fifteen minutes, it's not a long time Jullie plus we love walking it's quite relaxing — Mick said as she started walking with Marck behind him.

— You'll be left behind if you don't start moving forward, winter scarf girl —Marck scoffed.

— It's not my fault it's so cold.

—But if it's just a breeze, nothing to exaggerate — Marck replied.

— Where the hell are you both coming from?" She said as she covered her face with that thick navy blue scarf and her cheeks turned crimson from the cold.

—From a very cold place, in this city the climate is not so extreme, so it is only a slight breeze that we feel, and we are not people who usually feel cold.

They began to advance at a slow pace since Jullie seemed to lag behind with each of the breezes that blew and hit them, she stopped in her tracks and hugged herself so that the cold lessened its intensity, the wolves did not say anything and only stood in front of She was a wall way for her to advance and they could continue on their way, she gave them instructions of where to turn, and how much to walk straight ahead since her view was covered by the backs of both, it was not that they were extremely tall if only They were about two inches taller than her, but she didn't help much by lowering her head and covering herself from the cold.

The brothers during the trip began to talk about the possibilities they would do at Christmas, since they were only a few weeks away from the winter break at school, and of course Marck was the most anxious, they had just changed in the middle The school year and the holidays were about to begin, he already wanted to leave school and be able to run around in the snow.

— Guys, can I ask you a question? — Jullie said, stepping into the conversation.

— What do you want to know? — Mick replied.

— Does your family usually move a lot?

— We have been orphans for 4 years, Jullie, and if we usually move around a lot, we usually don't stay in one place for more than a year," Marck replied, still staring at the road and releasing a puff of hot air that he left behind. leave a vapor curtain when meeting the cold air of the environment.

—And how did his parents die? —Jullie asked.

— I wasn't expecting that — Mick said.

— She is no ordinary girl Mick, this will be more fun than she expected.

— Why do they say those things?

—Any other person would have changed the subject and not insisted further, perhaps out of pain or feeling uncomfortable, but not you.

— How Marck answered quickly and without any kind of annoyance I assumed that they no longer bothered to talk about it —he answered, going ahead and staying in front of both of them.

—Well, you see, they died of an illness four years ago, you could say that they died happily and together, but apparently they were already aware of their illness so our family left us a good inheritance so that we could lead a normal life until we finished. college, so we don't suffer so much — Mick answered.

—But the truth is that we never felt any affection, so when they died it was not a big deal for us so we answered without any hesitation for the lives of those who left.

— Bad family life, it's understandable that you don't want something like that again, that's why the emotional distance you build around you.