The Road So Far (Being Rewritten)

Chapter 55: Family, Friend, Good Ties, The End.

Crescendo was four now, she was growing like wild flowers. I just turned twenty three and Genevieve was now twenty one. I hadn't aged a day in my life, and neither did she. Immortality would be hard to get used to. After all, who was to say that we wouldn't die by fire or silver, Wolfsbane for sure.

      I held my son, tight against my chest, he was three now. Each day he looked more like me and Crescendo looked more like her mom. I wasn't hard on my children, but I didn't let them get away with things even I as a child knew were wrong.

      Genevieve stood in the kitchen, fixing dinner over the stove. She had gotten used to making huge meals for the pack house, and I had gotten used to only cooking on the weekends.

     

         I sat in the meeting room, punching numbers and dealing with buisness. I had recruited a few hundred members by now, and I grew everyday. I still couldn't remember a lot about my past, but one thing I did remember was that my Father saved my life, and Angels watched over my family.

     Roman and Aaron sat acrossed from me. "How are the newbies" I asked. Roman smirked, "No worst then we were". Aaron pushed on Roman's shoulder, "They have improved since the lasted time... Maybe you Could come down and teach them a few thing" Aaron spoke. I nodded, "I'll have to do so". Crescendo ran through the doors, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy... I want to go, I want to go" She cried as she jumped on my lap. I looked down at her small fingers, rubbing my palm. "Do you really... It's dangerous out there, you never know what will come after you" I teased as I tickled her torso. Crescendo giggles filled the room, I picked her up by her foot. "Dinners ready... Get washed up" Genevieve yelled up from the hallway. Killian attacked my side, I picked him up by the foot also, dragging them down stairs to wash up.

   Once Genevieve seen the kids and I she busted into laughter, one had a hold of my back and the other my head. Pulling them down off me I marched to the sink, giving Gen a kiss and washing my hands.

I handed the soap around to everyone, making sure hands were cleaned and Genevieve didn't need any help. "Dad... I want too go to the field" Crescendo begged. I glanced over to Genevieve, watching as she gave me a shake of her head.

             Killian played with his mashpotatos, pilling everything in the middle and huffing them into his mouth. "We'll go after dinner... If you're not afraid" I teased. Crescendo stuck her tounge out at me. I growled, watching as she shook her head, "That Doesnt scare me dad... I'm not afraid of anything just like you... A warrior remember". I only said that one other time to her as a baby. Killian starred at his Mother, and then at me. "Dad... Grandpa's watching over us isn't he" Killian asked. I sat my fork down, remembering the last thing I would receive from Xavier. "Yeah buddy... Grandpa's watching. I know he would be proud to see my two shit heads".

Crescendo and Killian stood in front of me. A full moon covered the trees with its bright red light. A Blood moon wasn't rare anymore, sometimes I thought it was Xavier who made it that way, but then I stopped. "Wait for it... Get ready" I whispered. Climbing away from them to change. My children weren't old enough to change yet, but that didn't stop them from trying. I would tell them stories about our kind, explain to them that one day they would be the same.

   I stripped my clothes, running out to the field to join the rest. I Could see the two of them still waiting for the stampede. I howled aloud, sending every Werewolf with in a two hundred foot radios running foward. I watched as my children jumped with joy. I almost swore that I seen Xavier standing behind him, but when I glanced back he was gone.

    I howled again, running faster and louder. This was my life, and I was going to love every lasted breath of it. Even if trouble would join in, I would Always fight, because I was a warrior and that's what warriors do.