Blaine pulls up the hood of his jacket, pulling it further over his head, while he picks up his pace, walking quickly through the dark, cold streets. The urge to turn around and head back home is getting stronger, but he tells himself it is for a good cause. Besides, he doesn't have to follow the unwritten rules. Just because other people did it like that, doesn't mean he has to. He can do this completely his own way. No one had to know.

When he reaches the address he has saved in his phone a few days ago, he looks at the creepy looking building. There isn't even a hint of a homey feeling. Blaine's heart is beating rapidly in his chest, underneath his warm scarf. Normally, people wouldn't be this nervous, visiting an animal shelter. But this is a hybrid shelter. The animals inside are half human and often used simply as sex slaves for perverted old men. Blaine isn't old and he's not planning on picking up a pet to let it become his sex slave. He mainly wants this because he has heard stories about the ones that never get a new home. In short, they end up dead. Murdered, to make room for new homeless human/animal hybrids.

Blaine takes a deep breath and pushes the door open. There's a smell of chemicals, mixed with animal excreta. It almost makes Blaine turn around and run out of the door, but he focuses on the mewling and barking, coming from the back of the shelter. He's here for the pets. Unfortunately, he can only take one with him – even though Blaine has quite some money, it's illegal to own more than one hybrid pet.

As soon as the door falls shut, an old, bored looking man appears behind the counter, not hiding his judging look as he eyes Blaine's appearance. "Are you lost?" He then asks.

Blaine shakes his head, his cheeks slightly flushed. "No, I came here to.. adopt." He replies, feeling a bit scared and awkward. The man studies him again and then nods. "You want a dog or a cat?"

Blaine blinks and thinks for a moment. "Could I see all of them, please?" He then asks politely. The man shrugs and motions for Blaine to follow him, before turning around and opening a door, next to the counter. Blaine follows him, his heart racing in his chest. The sound of barking and meowing is getting louder. Blaine flinches at the heart-wrenching sounds as he follows the man, who doesn't seem to react to any of the noises.

Blaine's eyes widen as he reaches the first small cells. The rooms are tiny and barely big enough for the hybrids to move around. Most of them are clinging to the bars of their cage-like room, ears and tails wiggling slightly to get Blaine's attention. He studies all of the pets, feeling more and more depressed at every room he passes. This place felt like hell, only visiting it. The pets look hungry and miserable, their noises getting louder and louder. Blaine's head hurts.

As they reach the end of the hallway, the man looks at Blaine expectantly. Blaine eyes the last two rooms. One has a girl, who appears to be half dog. She looks at him with her biggest puppy eyes, but Blaine is soon distracted by the last room. The inhabitant of the room is curled up on the floor, soft-looking chestnut fur covers his cat ears and long tail, that is wrapped protectively around his half naked body. Two beautiful blue eyes are wide and staring at him. Or are they grey? Blaine can't tell in the darkness of the room.

"What's your name?" He breathes out, startling the small creature and causing him to hiss in surprise.

"That's Kurt." The man says. "Hasn't said a word since he got here. I don't think he has moved much either. His parents are dead or something. Someone brought him in about a year ago. He's a real bitch, though. I'd go for Keira here." He nods towards the puppy girl.

Blaine doesn't even look at the girl, his eyes are stuck on Kurt. The boy's eyes are still fixated on Blaine, scared and alert. Once Blaine can finally look away, he turns to the man again. "I take him." He says, certain. "I take Kurt."