Peter 'Beatrice let out a small squeal at the sight. "Y-you-" Peter rolled his eyes, "Yes, I have fangs. No, I'm not a vampire. Or werewolf, or whatever other creature you might be thinking of. I'm perfectly human.
(There are many kinds of monsters- the kinds that are men, the kinds that are women- but she was unprepared for this. Every minute she didn't run felt like ice sliding down her throat. It watched her choke.