Three Months Later
It has been three months since I had that dream. A lot has happened in that time. I went on my first hunt in my uncle's estate in France, it was a success. This meant that I could be involved in familial politics. My brother, Andrew, was happy to take me through the ropes, he called me his little project. My parents had no objections they seemed happy that I could finally join them. I am more responsible than my brother.
"The Hunt" is exactly what it sounds like. It is a ceremony for every teenage Eternal when they come of age. The goal of the hunt is to let your primal instincts take control as you hunt. This year's hunt's contestants were me and my two cousins from France. After the hunt, we are isolated to control our primal sides. Those who succeed are welcomed into the family in a grand celebration that involves a lot of food, alcohol and a touch of violence.
Speaking of violence, my older sister, Claire, took it upon herself to train me in combat. Her excuse was that I had to learn how to adjust to my new body and its abilities but she was looking for a reason to beat me to a pulp to get back at me for all the times I wronged her. She claimed that I should not whine about it because I had regenerative capabilities but it seemed she forgot I still had nerves. Although the training was tough I learnt how to control my strength so that when I returned to school I could still pass as an average teenage boy. The best part of it all was when I could finally control my fangs. My sister seemed happier than I was about this but she said it was so that I would not suck the blood out of the girls I make out with.
My brother and father taught me about the different families and their roles. The Ripper's were in charge of all business regarding Europe. The Michelson's were in charge of all regarding South America. The Silva's were in charge of all business regarding Asia. The Hunter's were in charge of all business regarding Africa. The Dulat's were in charge of all business regarding the continent of Oceania and all its islands. The Richter's organized and hosted "The Hunt" each time a young Eternal came of age. The Hunt is held at their estate in Normandy, France. And lastly, our family, The Ryker's were in charge of all business regarding North America.
That was everything that happened during my summer break quite a lot I know. But now I have to be Jake Ryker, a normal human teenager in his final year in high school.
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"I don't think sending him back to school is the best thing to do right now." Emma, Jake's mom said as she came out from the shower. "Why not? He seems healthy and Claire told me he can finally control his fangs." Noah, Jake's dad said as he fastened his tie.
"I know, but the shaman told me to watch him more closely."
"Is this about that dream he had three months ago?" Noah asked.
"Yes, I can't imagine our son turning into something as disgusting as a werewolf. I just can't. Plus the shaman told me that it could be a sign of an encounter that he will have."
" Darling, Jake told us that it was nothing more than a dream and I honestly trust our son more than I do a millennium-old vampire. I think you too should trust him."
"It's not that I don't trust him but I just feel like there is more to this situation than we know and that it could be more dangerous than..." She is interrupted by Noah who places a kiss on her forehead.
"You know I love that about you, but I feel that you should still trust Jake enough. I mean the boy can control himself, he was the first to come out of isolation after the hunt. He broke the previous record. Just put your faith in him and his decision-making skills, okay? I mean the boy has more sense than Andrew."
"You're right I should trust him more." She said as she turned around, "Now could you please close the zipper for me?"
"Of course."