It was good night morning, the immortal brothers were entering the apartment, Mick was helping Marck walk, when they were inside he threw himself on the sofa, his clothes were destroyed and Mick was naked, it was fortunate that outside the early morning they could Arriving at his apartment without the gaze of the people and the police on top of him, their fight had lasted for at least two days until a winner stood up.
'You are lucky that the only disadvantage of the primal form is the naked walk, I now have to spend hours in canid form to heal the wounds that your claws caused me.' Marck said while he took the form of the black wolf.
'And even though I was primal, you beat me up.' Mick said as he left the room with clothes on.
Marck was already asleep, his thick fight kept the blood from staining the floor and the couch from his intense red blood, Mick went to bed while he checked his phone, he had some messages from Jullie, asking about his whereabouts
>> Dear Jullie I am sorry for my disappearance these last few days but I was preparing our dinner tonight, besides that, I was looking for Marck, he has been missing for a few days, I could not find him so I gave up, in the end, he is like our dog, late that I will return home early, I am eager to see us here, the dinner I will prepare for you will be the best, may you continue to have sweet and beautiful dreams >>
It was the message he sent before sleeping, >> This happiness is enough for this life >>, was what he commented to himself, the white wolf went to sleep in his room, while a black wolf frolicked on the sofa, the night of healing was going quite well, tomorrow would be Christmas and with it, the beginning of the war would begin.
By the time the brothers woke up, it was almost 4 in the afternoon, Marck's wounds healed adequately, now he had a new scar on his left rib, Mick was still exhausted from the fight, the primal form was powerful but in a world where the amount of magic and air quality has dropped to the point that there is nothing left of both, it is terribly taxing on the body, even an immortal one, but that didn't stop them, Marck left early to buy something to eat for his night While awake with Saint Nicholas, Mick had been cooking and cleaning the house for hours for the dinner he would have with Jullie.
The hours passed and Marck arrived around six-thirty in the afternoon, he came carrying several bags of sandwiches and other things that Mick had asked him, a few minutes later the small snowfall that indicated the arrival of Santa, appeared in the Honey, Marck simply climbed onto the roof, hopped into the sleigh along with his food supply, and was silent as the reindeer took off into the still clear sky.
The night progressed slightly on what seemed to be a common Christmas night, Santa kept a fast pace as far as distributing the gifts was concerned once Marck was only as mere insurance for the happy beast appeared to try to steal things.
They were right in Australia on the last continent, traveling from north to south, the night was about to end and Marck was disappointed that nothing out of the ordinary had appeared, after an hour they were on the island of Tasmania about to finish The ride, the sleigh landed softly on a beach while Santa descended with the last sack full of toys, the night had been so quiet that Marck didn't even understand why this man needed to be looked after, but more than that he suddenly realized that she had agreed to protect him, but she never knew that it had to be done.
He also got off the sled when he noticed that little detail, his instinct screamed at him that something was wrong, he walked slowly behind him, sniffing the air and straining his ears.
'You haven't gotten off the sled all night, is something wrong Marck?' Asked the man in the red suit without turning to see him.
'I'm just curious to know something.'
'How is it that he entered the houses?' Santa said before laughing, when his typical laugh stopped he began to speak again 'Well, you know, just...'
'What the hell is chasing you?' Said the black wolf cutting off that little explanation
'I don't remember you telling me what the hell I'm taking care of you.'
'Is it about that?' He said with a certain cold tone in his voice 'He is another wolf, one whose physical capacity is much greater than I can remember, I think he even surpasses you.'
'It must be a descendant of the Demos species, they always seek to devour other mythological beings to prolong their own existence, but if it is as strong as you say I suppose it must be alpha of some lagging group, a serious herd would never attack you, they respect the equilibrium.'
'Demos?' The cold tone changed to one of surprise 'Do you mean that there is more than one kind of werewolf in the world?'
'As far as I remember, excluding Mick and me, there are 6 species, races, clans, groups, whatever you want to call it, of importance.'
'I thought you were all one type.' he said as he stopped short at such a revelation.
'In the beginning, it was just Mick and me, then out of nowhere and for other reasons two groups appeared, the Dyna, as they were called, who were men who for some reason were beasts for no reason, those who are considered the origin of lycanthropes. but that they were only cursed beings with the ferocity of an animal and the evil of men, from their many years later the Zet descended, which were an evolved form of the Dyna, men capable of controlling the power of the beast at will, but who were smaller and less strong, but as you might imagine they made up for that physical handicap with a clear superior intellect, they were soon two completely independent races.' Marck fell silent for a second, the sound of the ocean hitting the beach stopped, and the sound of the animals too, there was only darkness something strange, since not even the famous growl of the Tasmanian devils could be appreciated.
'I was hoping to hear more of that story, it was getting interesting.'
'Shut up, we're being stalked by something.' Marck said, concentrating on the environment.
'I don't hear anything at all.' Noel answered.
'Precisely, I have not visited Tasmania before but as far as I know, it is not exactly characterized by being quieter than a graveyard, and that just means that a huge predator hunts and the rest of the animals fear it too much to even make noise.'
The silence deepened and the darkness began to envelop everything, it was too dense and now only a pair of blue eyes stood out, more intense than the Pacific Ocean itself, there was no longer a man, only a beast that had replaced the fragile human body of Marck, leaving that imposing and beautiful black wolf in its place, but now he was tense, his hair bristling and his fangs showing, he tilted his head to where he heard the slightest noise, he was still firmly planted on the ground waiting, he I knew that if he launched the attack he would lose the opportunity, so it was just the bait waiting for the attack, the minutes seemed like hours when out of nowhere something hit Marck by the left rib sending him away, whatever there was, he attacked so quickly that not even Marck noticed it, the clouds that until then had covered the moon cleared, so the moon illuminated that beach powerfully, in front of the father of Christmas there was what seemed to be a man, but I had to black skin, he lacked pupils or irises in his eyes, they were like two dark sockets, like the eyes of a crab, in his hands the nails were long and pointed, like newly made razors, the hair was long and pale in color.
Out of nowhere, it pounced on Claus, and just when it would dig its claws into his body, a hand crossed between them, stopping him in his tracks, the claws barely reaching a slight scratch on the cheek of the man with the prominent belly.
'I never thought that one of Acmen's first servants was still alive, or rather dead' was what Marck said before piercing the body of that being with his claw, right in the heart, when Marck removed the claw from the now corpse had in his now palm the heart of that thing, which he devoured in an instant. 'I thought you said a wolf was chasing you, not a ghoul, I was concentrating to find the smell of hair, not blood, that mistake of yours could cost you more than that simple scratch.' Marck said while cleaning that liquid that was blood from the thing that lay dead at his feet, the sleeve of the jacket he wore was stained with the liquid.
'Ghoul? I don't even know what that thing was he said in shock.
'Finish making the deliveries, I'll explain it to you when you take me home, for now, I'll go around the island in search of more of those things or the one that created them, be attentive and if you see another, just throw some seawater on it.' She said as she threw him a small glass bottle and he threw himself into the black night and like a wolf.
Santa hurried around the island delivering all the possible toys, without letting go of that bottle full of seawater, at times Marck's powerful howl was heard, it sounded at varying intervals of time, it never followed a pattern, in the opinion of the father of Christmas simply did it to ensure that he had not been abandoned, after about an hour the return to the sled, and in moments later crossing the night sky in a jump Marck landed inside the sleigh still as a wolf, both began the march of He returned, and only when they were out of Australian territory did Marck become a man again.
'Was that all the work tonight Noel?' Marck asked with a serious face looking straight ahead.
'Eh?, Hmm, yes I think so' the Christmas spirit was still too scared to clarify his ideas, but as if the last drops of courage were coming out of him he was able to formulate a single sentence 'What the hell was that thing?'
'A ghoul, I already told you replied the black wolf with the same seriousness that he maintained before.'
'I heard you the first time, but that doesn't answer my doubts.'
'You know, ghouls are those humans who were bitten by vampires who, because they are not virgins, become slaves of the monster, obviously with some vampiric characteristics, such as the insatiable thirst for human blood and a clear improvement in physical abilities, but without awareness.'
'That was anything but a ghoul, I've seen them before and none of them resemble this thing.'
'That's because he was a very old ghoul, servant of Acmen, the only vampire in history capable of rivaling Dracula, his ghouls were feared in the dark ages for being different, stronger, faster, more skilled at hunting, and especially for being able to make their own decisions.'
'Those things were not present in the dark ages, much fewer vampires, I remind you that I was there Marck, can't you stop lying? I want answers to this situation.'
'You arose at the end of the dark age, that period lasted about three hundred years, you and the rest of the festive beings who are going to know about the dark age, are just children, they consider themselves heroes for helping to end the shadows when the war was in their favor the true heroes died back in the oblivion of the humans, so shut up, if you don't want to be the main course of my dinner by halves and get me home as quickly as possible, I need to talk to Mick, This thing shouldn't be alive without its master, and the titanics had killed it just as you and the others entered the dark age war, something or someone has given it the breath of life once again.'
The flight of those reindeer was more intense than ever before, they traveled the world so fast that several times they broke the sound barrier, and with them, they left a blizzard wherever they passed, after an hour they were on the roof of the apartment building where the Brothers of the time we're staying.
Marck descended at full speed, Santa left instantly, the black wolf came down the stairs so quickly to reach his apartment, that instead of going down them he was jumping them, after two minutes he was inside the room, but as soon as his nose began to receive the aromas of the place he realized that he had arrived in the middle of the sexual act, the house reeked of pheromones, vaginal fluid and the unmistakable aroma of the latex of a condom.
He sat silently on that old sofa, the hours passed and dawn came soon the sun came through the window, instinctively I prepare coffee and began to cook, the aroma of toast and the pieces of meat that he was preparing flooded the little girl. kitchen and then spread throughout the house, by the time eight in the morning struck, the door of the room opened and I let Jullie see out with a shirt that obviously belonged to Mick, with nothing more than that, Marck did not know he turned to see her.
'You must be hungry to wake up so early after the night you had Jullie.'
'Well more than that, the smell of food woke me up, I didn't hear you come in at night, are you coming?'
'I guess you didn't hear me because my brother's screams of pleasure drowned out your moans and mixed up creating the perfect acoustic barrier.'
'Did you hear us?' He said as Marck brought him a cup of coffee and a plate with still hot toast.
'I think the whole floor heard you, Little Red Riding Hood.' - He said while he chuckled, showing those sharp canines 'Did you change the wolf's cape for a shirt?'
Everything was silent after that, only the crunching of the bread and the sips of coffee were what was heard throughout the house, after half an hour Mick appeared sitting at the table still sleepy, he stretched out his hand asking for some of that black drink to wake up, when Marck brought him one he gave him a huge leftover, then turned his head to see Jullie and kiss her passionately, an act that was interrupted by Marck who cleared his throat a bit to interrupt.
'How was work, last night brother?'
'It was for the most part, until ...' he paused a bit, seeming to remember something, 'until an Adrec appeared and wanted to make a tassel.'
'You're kidding, right?' Said the white wolf with the best mocking tone that he could find.
The serious gaze of his brother immediately made it clear that it was anything but a joke, the attention began to grow until Jullie's feminine voice intervened.
'What is an Adrec?'
'That's what Marck calls the dealers who are already consuming his product at parties and becoming violent, they tend to abound in bars during these parties," Mick said as he tried not to reveal the reality of things.'
The morning continued calm, and by noon Jullie said goodbye to the brothers to go home to finish celebrating Christmas with her family, once the taxi started the brothers calmly returned to their apartment, and as soon as the door closed. closed they two decided to talk.
'What do you mean that one of Acmen's first servants is alive? You know as I do that is impossible unless…' he said as he was interrupted by the blue-eyed wolf.
'Unless Acmen himself is, something that I have clear is impossible, centuries ago he was assassinated by the titanic, and according to you he was very well assassinated.'
'That seemed like it, the truth was, they simply ripped out his heart and placed it in a silver box, which was sealed with an ancient spell along with the little magic power they had left before perishing.'
'Then that stupid magic seal has lost power and something gave that thing's heart back, and now we will have to face not only Meridian but also a war between the master of the vampires and the one who wants the title from him.'
'You seem to blame me for this happening.'
'It will be because you could have devoured the heart of that bastard and thus make sure that he did not come back to life, but instead, you let a quintet of the dying seal it with a pinch of his magic power.'
'That is too unfair, to devour the heart of another creature is to absorb part of its essence, at that time it had already devoured many parts of evil beasts, imagine if it had consumed a heart as black as that of that monster.'
'The wounds would have healed, but the world is in more danger now than ever before, that's why I ate the heart of that damn ghoul.'
'We just have to wait a little longer before we see Dracula's or Acmen's next step.'
'Well, from what I saw last night, Acmen has started a hunt for the survivors of the magical war of the dark ages, Noel, the rabbit, the fairy, cupid, and all those beings with a holiday or a power beyond balance that are a threat to him.'
'Damn he doesn't count on us interfering this time.' Mick said with a clear mocking smile, but when he turned to see his brother with a similar one he didn't.
'Mick, we cannot help them, remember that we were sealed from their "worlds" as soon as we put a leg in their territory they will hunt us down, before allowing us to speak with them.'
None added any other comments, as much as they wanted to help they could only wait for the imminent war and joint hunting to break out, there the beasts and magical creatures would go looking for them, so they decided to concentrate on ending Meridian before it was later and they had to face two wars.
'At least today there is a relatively low number of virgins per country that it is highly unlikely that those two vampires have a very powerful army.'
'They may not be able to create powerful armies but if they are numerous, not virgins means a good number of perfectly disposable ghouls.'
The silence that was created when Mick's only hope was blown away was lethargic, no one muttered any noise, they just stood firmly facing each other, each one seemed to wander your mind looking for the best options.
'For now, we must find a way to face the queen of the fairies, I could be alone but she has always known how to recruit soldiers.' Marck said, looking away.
'But now she is literally like a spirit, she lacks a physical body and her magic has always given us problems, the omnipresence she has to be in all the forests has always been something worrisome, and decades ago we sealed the multiple entrances and exits to the world of fairies, only there could she have a physical form.'
'Well, not all of them are sealed, remember that we left only one so that the multiple fairies surviving the betrayal could enter and leave the human world.'
'But she could not enter her kingdom again, she is exiled by the current queen, she never...'
Their gaze had turned one of enormous astonishment, with a clear incongruity in their minds, why was the current fairy queen allowing Meridian to roam her forests without giving her any persecution? What the hell was she doing? happening in that kingdom?
'She may be dead.' was what they both said before falling to their knees and holding their heads as they considered themselves so stupid not to notice such a possibility.
'Mick, say goodbye to Jullie, tomorrow we leave immediately for Portugal, we will visit the fairies again, so don't forget your best steel ring.'
Mick got up immediately and went quickly to look for Jullie, meanwhile, Marck lifted a small plank from the wooden wall and it took out a small box no more than six inches long by six wide, placed it on the table And when he discovered it, it revealed three pairs of rings, of a quite brilliant gray color, anyone who saw them would think it was the best silver but they were pure steel, and under them, a pair of thin and long chains came out. of the same color, it seems that they were to carry charms but there was nothing else in that mysterious box, why if they were miserable steel artifacts Marck kept them with such suspicion?
'I never thought these rings would have to be worn again.' Marck seemed haunted by having to put any of them back on.
After an hour Mick returned quite agitated as if he had come in a hurry, even he was aware of the possible consequences that the current queen of the fairies had died or been assassinated, it would mean total anarchy in that world and consequently ours.
'I will take one of the rings from the box and we will leave immediately, we must not let a single second run in vain, we will go to Portugal right now, and we will find out if Zetina is still alive, I will not let this world fall into an imbalance for the fault of that mad woman obsessed with control over humans.'
'Mick, even though it's usually you to stop me from doing stupid things even if we want to go today, you won't be able to keep up with me in your current state.'
'What are you talking about?'
'You slept with Jullie last night in the heat of heat for us, your abilities will be clearly affected by that, you will not be able to maintain the metamorphosis for more than an hour and even if you run with all your might you would not get even half the way.'
'We didn't have intercourse, she only helped me with her mouth, you know, she gave me an oral sex session and I gave her, so stop worrying.'
Marck had remained silent before such revelation, he did not believe what his brother told him, Was the whole scandal last night just his imagination? But what about the morning talk with Jullie? At that moment, he had a priority and in the end, he could have imagined all this, he had absorbed the essence of a creature too unusual even for them.
'Then let's go, head to the forest and from there we'll use form three and set off to the south of Portugal through the mountains and undergrowth, if my calculations are correct we should arrive at dusk or early morning tomorrow.'
The brothers sped off into the woods, walked about half an hour, and on her ring finger they wore a pair of rings, Mick's was thin, etched with a simulation of wind blowing a leaf in front of her. another wind pushing her back, something that simulated the equality of forces, instead Marck's was ostentatious, it was the head of a finely detailed wolf, that wolf showed its fangs fiercely, you could feel that the look of that small statuette pierced the soul Once they were in the forest, both brothers took off their rings, they introduced the chains that were in the box, they closed them and then they put them around their necks, the rings hanging down to their knees.
'Ready Mick?'
'It just starts at once.' That was what the white wolf answered as he took a deep breath of cold air.
'I am the black wolf, who mocks the infinite, who spits in time and devours the ages.'
'I am the white wolf, who despises sleep, who is never reached by night who devours the hopes of others.'
'With the power of the gods with which we live cursed we call upon the power of the forests, the oceans, and the beings that live here, allow us to be the wolves that live as one with the earth.' they said in unison