"And send." The General sat there for a moment, he had wanted to get several things done now at twenty-three hundred hours, there were things that were looming in his senses. I kept feeling regret and anguish. He tried to diffuse the feelings by changing out of his uniform into his civilian clothes, fore he had decided to surprise his son and Stiles by showing up this morning to help with Thanksgiving. He straightened his uniform perfectly on the hanger then hung it in the closet, closing the door he sensed something and turned around. There standing and staring at him was a strange man in a pair of jeans and an old hoodie with dark sunglasses on."Can I help you; more so, how did you get in here?" The man walked slowly to the chair that was in front of the Generals desk.
"General Lasko please have a seat." The General looked at the man, he didn't want to sit down, but seemed compelled to he did, but his irritation was showing. The older blond man took off his shades and looked towards him, but his eyes lacked the color of a normal eye.
"Sir I will ask you one last time, why are you here?" The expression on the mans face barely changed.
"Oh General, there are several reasons that I am here. First, I have become aware that the Stilinski "Spark" has finally come to fruition, Second the Hale Alpha is out of country by your idiotic transgression, leaving the "Spark" vulnerable. Are all of these not true facts?" The General stood up,
"None of this is of your concern, Mr. " the man stood up,
"Deucalion, there is no Mr. just plain Deucalion." the stranger walked around to the front of the desk the General was ready to kick the man out,
"Ok Deucalion, get the hell out of my office." Deucalion stood up and his inner wolf voice came to bare,
"Sit down and shut up you stupid druid." The General was shocked, who was this man, and how did he know about the Lasko Druid lineage? He hurried back to his seat and looked at the man carefully.
"Thank you, as for the "Spark" where is he located?" the General stared at the obviously blind man in front of him. He very slowly pulled out his phone, switched it on, and started to dial a number, Deucalion swung his walking stick up then down, slamming on the phone, knocking it out of the Generals hand on to the desk, cracking the screen. "I'll mind you, I'm not completely blind." Lasko stood up,
"That's it, I don't know who you are, nor do I care, get the hell out of my office." Deucalion stood,
"If you will not cooperate then we are through here." Deucalion stood then thought a second.
"No wait, I have an idea." Deucalion pulled out his phone and dialed one number, "Rejiem please bring in Mrs. O'Malley." Lasko heard the name, it hit him like a brick, he needed to know what the hell this man was up to, he ran through his office door, and then briskly down the steps, as a stranger entered the front door. He stood there shocked as the woman lifted her head, and her eyes met his."Fiona?", The women slowly walked to his side, and hugged him.
"I don't understand, where is Barkley and Maxwell?" She looked at Deucalion,
"You may answer his question." She stepped backward and sat down on one of the loveseats. "Barkley passed two years ago. I don't know how or why, but our memories had been erased. We were moved to London about seven years ago, Maxwell, who goes by Cody now, befriended two American boys by the name of Ethan, and Jackson. He learned about supernatural things from the Americans by accident. He still doesn't know who he is. And he is being brainwashed by a man, a thing, a monster that calls itself Ogmios." Deucalion sat in front of them,
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WerwolfSummer 2019 Stiles Stilinski returns to Beacon Hill to enlist help from his old pack to help him locate missing members of a military convoy. As different situations unfold, it becomes obvious that there are supernatural element's preventing their p...