Jacke's POVWith Jameson and Damien at my back, we got in the truck with my phone plugged in and the music blaring. "Lightbringer" was playing as I sang along my brothers were just letting the song play, and feeling how the music made them feel, the emotions that the music evoked; Jameson was burning brighter, and Damien seemed to be in a peaceful trance, blissful yet fully aware of his surroundings, but that was Damien for you. We drove towards San Antonio, keeping an eye out for the church Lady Muerte mentioned, and at the edge of town, there it stood. Towering above the rest of the buildings around it, it riled Jameson up and Damien had to place his hand on J's shoulder to stop him from exploding then and there. They weren't to go in, this was my task and mine alone. I stopped the truck across from the church and closed the door before heading inside, the air was cold, and the only person inside that I could see was an elder priest standing at the podium reading the Bible. He looke
Alex's POVTo say that my Pack was surprised by what I had said when I got back would be a massive understatement, essentially I had told them that we were going to pack up everything we could and move somewhere else. I brought up that Jacke had offered us trucks to move our stuff in, and if we needed protection we'd have anything we needed as this wasn't going to be a one-day deal, this would take a while, so of course, they were concerned."Alpha, we would never openly question your judgment, you've never led us astray before; But why are we doing this when Home is here?""Home is wherever we settle, for a long time, Home has been here because that's where our forefathers built this place. You don't see me asking you to destroy this place, do you? No, I'm simply asking that you all follow my orders, deconstructing the Home to be rebuilt somewhere else. Where Jacke lives was recently attacked and burned to the ground, it was destroyed and left to ruin, so instead of letting my mate s
Jacke's POVI woke up at the crack of dawn, the blue, red, and violet shades always threw me back at their beauty, but I didn't have much time to revel in that as we got a call, from the one and only, Dutch."Morning, Sleeping Beauty, just thought I'd call in to let you know we've got as many trucks as we've got over here heading for the location you sent me. I also took the liberty of calling your Mate and letting her know that she's got resources heading her way. To be precise, as always: 50 trucks, with 25 people in each, armed to the teeth and ready. Another 25 with no arms, they're only there to do the heavy lifting and get shit moving. These are, of course, our exclusive 30' trucks, and the boys are ready to work: They also have been informed of this "Bonus" you mentioned, and they all got excited, so I'd say you can consider this project of yours done in a matter of days," Dutch said, and I had to hold my laughter back, this man always knew how to deliver the goods."Good to he
Jacke's POV"Do you remember the story of Kronos and his Sickle?""I do, but I'm sure you'll remind me anyhow.""After Uranus had cast Gaia's children, the hundred-handed ones and the cyclopses, to Tartarus so they would never see the light of day again; Gaia, understandably, wasn't too happy about that. So, Gaia created what was known as a 'Great Stone Sickle', and her son, Cronos, castrated his father. Hence, he called them 'Titenes' or Titans, for committing such an act. He saw it as them overstepping their bounds, and thus, 'Cronos' Scythe' came to be. I don't think it was mere chance that you were drawn to this weapon, you desire to slay your old flame, the Bruja, so you may live peacefully with your new family. This weapon will ensure your success in that regard, but a word of warning, from the Spiderman movies: With great power, comes great responsibility," She said as she handed the scythe to me, almost instantaneously, the weapon shifted and changed in response to my being, "
Mallow's POVThis was going to be a fun game to play with them, they didn't fully comprehend how serious this was, and if nothing else it would wake them up and snap them back to reality. I put my 'Strange Music Box' off in the corner and "Kick It With Myself" played."Alright, let's see what you guys can do," I said before sending all of the dodgeballs in the middle their way, and if it weren't for Jacke, Jameson, and Damien, half of the troops would've been knocked on their asses."Oh, so that's how we're doing this?" Jameson asked, slight rage in his tone, but I wasn't bothered by it; He wanted to know I was serious, he knew what this meant."Release restraint level: Alpha Omega...ZERO!" I said and all 3 of them looked taken aback but freed at the same time."Let's dance, boys."What ensued could only be described as High School dodgeball, only the nerdy anime kid was actually a God, and the entire other side was his friends and family. Jacke took the lead and threw a curveball my
Jacke's POVThe Golden Child of Ice was right, we were being beaten down and built back up, nothing short of perfection; over three days, we were pushed to our limits, asked to break our limits, and push onward. Dodgeball turned to fencing, fencing turned to archery, and archery turned to creating our weaponry from our energy and dueling our peers. What surprised me was that instead of dueling him, M asked me to duel Damien and Jameson at the same time, and that was as painful as it came. We fought for hours on end, not giving up and fighting until the other fell, only for them to get back up with newfound energy. There was something else going on, I didn't understand it so eventually, I got up after Jameson and Damien fused to get the edge and turned to M."How long must we endure this torture?! We've been training for three days, and it's felt like weeks! What's your plan then?!""Jacke, duel me," He said throwing his jacket off his shoulders, and that's when I could see it, he didn
Mallow's POVI passed out to relax, and woke up within the walls of Necropolis, not too surprising; With the Witch planning an all-out assault, it wasn't surprising I'd find myself within her walls, what was surprising was that even with my presence, she didn't move an inch. She was deep in a meditative trance, and as she muttered ancient words, her army grew; She was determined, I'd give her that much, but she would not win this war. I willed my being to a black mist and floated threw the air to get a better vantage point, only to hear her voice within my head."Why do you hide, child? Are you scared of the dark? Or is there something more to your fears?"I didn't answer, she wasn't worth my time, but I continued moving around; Her army was growing at a rate I couldn't understand, how was she able to rise such soldiers so quickly? What was her angle? I didn't understand, and that troubled me. There was a burning hatred and desire to destroy Jacke, but why?"You're curious as to what
Jacke's POVWe got home just as the first few trucks were arriving with Alex at the head of her pack, not too surprising, and she started ordering her people on how to get started building. Her people started re-building the buildings from their pack on our grounds, and as more and more of the trucks arrived, my people started joining them. Making adjustments to the foundations, changing the angling of the ceilings, and more to make the buildings more stable and enduring against storms that come in. Alex joined up with the rest of us, and we introduced her to M and the two kids from the church. Not surprisingly, she wasn't too trusting of M at first, but after a bit of explanation, and words of wisdom, he was able to assure her that he wasn't here to cause harm."Jacke and his people brought me here, and I worked with them as best I could to get them ready for this war, but your foe is strong-willed and unpredictable; Worse off, she's got a reasonable motive for waging this war, but s