The Old Axolotl Novels & Stories

I smirked at the last two. He laughed. "Maybe all the above." I pushed into his personal space. "Then you better get ready for a fight, Jonathan." His brow furrowed as confusion crossed his face. "Jonathan? Are you having an aneurysm?" My lips stretched wide. "Jonathan is the oldest land dwelling creature on Earth at the moment. He's a giant tortoise living in the South Atlantic Ocean. Doubly fitting since you also move about as fast as one." He laughed. "Have you been researching things that are old?"

I ask. “They are a type of salamander, aquatic animals that can spend time out of water, but prefer to live in the water.” As she speaks, I lift my hand and see that I have a white, blue, purple and tan axolotl in my hand. They have little protrusions on their head that stand out in the water, but lay against their head when they are out. “Those are external gills.” Anastasia says, gently running a finger over the axolotyls in her hand. She has a yellow one with black spots that keeps nipping at the others.

The gentle voice talked again, “I’m giving you my spirit animal to be your companion.” And she was too shocked to process that she could understand the axolotl when it said, “Hello!” “What the heck!” “You’re the only person who can understand me, princess.” The small voice of the axolotl said, and it smirked. “Oh, my goddess! I must be out my mind.” Malaika rubbed her eyes with her hand to ensure she was not hallucinating. Every shifter could not talk when they were in their animal form! The axolotl jumped to her shoulder that made her wince.

I hear that there are some pretty powerful mushrooms growing in the woods around here. Finally, my mind is still reeling after learning Axel’s secret. Werewolf. Really? That’s probably the craziest thing I’ve encountered in the last two days. What’s next? Elves? Freaking Bigfoot? No, I know, dragons. Yup! That must be it.

With the water-repelling orb, it was much easier to move around. They dove deep. Soon, they spotted the massive begonia tree, faintly glowing. A giant fish was coiled up on its branches, asleep. "Whoa!" Jessica and Elara were stunned. They had never seen anything like this. Amazed and thrilled, their faces were full of disbelief. "That giant fish is an apex overbeast." "Really?" They were even more shocked. Jessica grinned. "What a beautiful apex overbeast! Marshal Snow, did you come here just to see it?"

I was ready for this. “We are going to start from the beginning,” Athena picked up a clicker and pressed it with her thumb. The room went dark and a bright light shone on the screen. Clicking it again, a giant tadpole showed up on the screen. “Aw, it’s a tadpole!” I cooed. It looked different, but I would not point that out because that would be rude. Maybe he or she had a problem that they didn’t want to talk about. “No, this isn’t a tadpole, Uriel, this is a sperm.” I narrowed my eyes at her.

But now, the more I grow accustomed to the bond and its wonderful addictiveness, the more reality settles in. Axel is the Ultima. He destroys human lives with no regard to what they want or how they feel. He lurks in the dark and then makes his move, changing lives in an instant, leaving scars that last a lifetime. I peek down at him as he has an animated conversation with Gregor, the larger of the two weremonkey acrobats. Axel, the monster, the dreaded and feared Ultima. As if he can feel my eyes on him, he looks up and his features soften.

Aside from some good luck, he was completely incapable. 'Haha. I don't know anything? My master was the Medicine Ancestor Divine Farmer. You have no right talk to me about medicine.' Darryl burst into laughter. As he thought to himself, he did not want to bother Sergio. Then, Darryl grinned at Yolanda and said, "You're right. This is the Red-ringed Centipede, but they are usually light green on their abdomens. That's because they are active in humid areas and absorb the cold from underground."

She hoped she didn’t just get in trouble telling the truth here. “Holy water was smart, we are sure this is a Xolotl. Which is akin to a demon of sickness. They infect people and the sickness weakens them. Makes them vulnerable and easy to feed from. The closer one is to death, the less energy is tightly bound to the body.” Well no one had said anything about seeing one of these things. So what was a Xolotl anyways? “Oh, well I could just feel this…” she twisted a hand around as the thought, “darkness and I know that pure things can help. Holy water is a good one.” He eyed her seeming to think.

Al replied with a cheeky smile, "I will soon return your husband to his rightful place, your arms that is." "You have to tell me what's going on, Al," I said immediately we exited the house, "is something wrong? Did anything happen?" As long as I could remember, Al was always the Old Man of the pack. Everything about him was old. From his extremely wrinkled face to his sunken eyes, darkened skin, and slow, bent gait. Axel once told me that werewolves only became that oldand grey when they hadn't transformed into their wolf form for a very long time. With every transformation, a werewolf ages slower than a normal human being.