"Mom… Dad." Ambrose softly muttered. His parents slowly started walking towards him.
Seeing that they were not afraid of him and this form of his, Ambrose grew confused. His mother approached him and put her hand on his snout and gently started caressing it.
"Mother…"
"Ambrose we should have spoken to you before about your true origins."'
"Just as I suspected, I'm not your real son right?"
Lauren was shocked but slowly nodded her head; "We can talk about this when we get home, come let's go."
"Mom, I can't change back." Ambrose said, thinking he had to wait until morning to go back to his human form.
"I don't know much about Alpha's but I do know that they have complete control over when and where they can transform." Lauren said, information about high-ranking Werewolves is extremely hard to get.
Ambrose closed his eyes and began to try to communicate with his Werewolf cells.
Minutes Later
CRACK!
CRACK!
Ambrose found himself completely naked but back in his original form. Blushing fiercely from being naked in front of his parents, he quickly runs to where he left his clothes to dry and quickly came back after getting dressed.
"I'm back."
"Good, let's go home." John sighed.
The trio quickly made their way home after John buried the bodies. Arriving at the door they were greeted by Clara and Darren who were both worried after their parents both left the house in search of Ambrose.
"Where did you guys go?"
"Ambrose why the hell did you just disappear?"
"Children calm down let's sit down and talk about this."
The entire family sat down in the living room to talk.
"First thing first, our family is special in ways that you do not understand, John show them."
Without saying anything, John gets up and disappears and reappears quickly with the neighbor's mail in his hand.
Darren and Clara look on in astonishment as their seemingly ordinary father in their eyes disappeared and appeared once more.
"What the fu-"
"Language!"
Darren had a sheepish grin on his face as he scratched his head; "I just can't believe this." Darren said speechlessly.
Lauren then continued; "Certain groups of humans dating as far back as history is recorded, have superhuman abilities like your father and I. These abilities are passed down by blood and in doing so created special families that rule the world from the shadows."
"Why don't we have these abilities mom? And what does this have to do with Ambrose disappearing this morning." Clara asked as she cast a curious look at Ambrose who just snorted and averted his eyes.
Lauren sighed and then continued; "When you and your brother were born we decided to contract a specialist to extract your power so you could lead normal lives, we did not want you two being dragged into the deadly politics of our families."
"The case of Ambrose is special. After you were born, your father went on a short expedition into another Realm, one mainly home to Werewolves."
Both Darren and Clara both looked over at Ambrose, who's eyes lit up for a split second.
"That means Ambrose is-"
"Yes I'm a Werewolf."
"Let me finish." Lauren continued. "Near the end of the expedition, your father's group ran into a wounded Beta holding a newborn Ambrose in his arms. Without saying anything he handed the baby over to your father and disappeared."
Ambrose was shocked by this revelation, though his origins were not clear, at least he knew where to look in the future.
"We did not think that Ambrose was a Werewolf because he never had shown any tendencies or behaviors until he turned tonight." John chimed in.
"Question?" Ambrose raised his hand like he was in school.
"Yes?"
"As far as I know, to be an Alpha, you need to lead a pack. How is it that I turned for the first time and was already an Alpha?" Ambrose asked.
"That we don't really know, Werewolf children usually turn for the first time when they turn 12 or 13, but you turned when you just became 16." John said. "It's just a theory, but it may be the case that you were born as an Alpha and that it took longer for your power to manifest. But I've never read about a Werewolf being born as one."
They continued to talk about the secrets of the world for a few hours until it was 1 A.M.
After learning that Ambrose slaughtered 3 Vampires only a few hours before, Darren and Clara sent off nonstop questions.
Darren and Clara both looked at each other and said at the same time; "We want our powers back."
John looked at both of them seriously and narrowed his eyes; "If you get your powers pack they're going to be with you until the day you die. Your life will never be the same."
Both of them nodded at the same time.
SIGH!
John flashed and reappeared in the blink of an eye carrying two bottles both of them orange; "the lineages from your mother and I both are specialized in countering Vampires. The members of our clans have outstanding physical abilities and the Power Over Fire."
"Sigh, another reason why we wanted to keep you away from this world was because when twins are born into a special bloodline, historically they either have enhanced abilities or mutated ones all together. Both families would want to put you up for the clan leader position."
"Quickly drink, when you wake up tomorrow your abilities will be fully manifested." John said as he was contemplating the future.
GULP!
GULP!
The twins wasted no time. The liquid tasted sweet and warm. But, when it reached their stomachs it started to burn like fire for a second and then the feeling disappeared like it never existed.
"Quickly off to bed" Lauren chided.
The supernatural children were quickly scared off by their mother and scurried off to bed.
SIGH!
Lauren slumped down on the couch with a defeated look; "What a night…"
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Somewhere in the United States
A being shrouded in darkness walks through the night. Suddenly, it stops and looks in a certain direction; "A young wolf? Of my line? Hmmm."
Squinting it's eyes like it can see something, it suddenly jumps in shock; "AN ALPHA?! I have to see this."
The being disappeared like it was never there in the first place.