All The Myths & Wolves In Purgatory (Undergoing Eddeting)

Prologue

Dean.

Finialy he had arived at this point, years lost battling the elder councle, even more time on working out the treaty with the angles. But now, all he could think of was how hard he'd worked to secure her a save fucture in our new home, in our new world, for it all to be for waste. This new life in purgatory would be a fresh new hell for him.

The time for angure past long ago yet he still feel a knot in his gut and a prick at his eyes to gaze apon her. Is it couse he'll never see her ever again? Couse in the end, for all the rules the angles where breaking, they couldn't let this one slide? Couse his bitch of a mate is still runing lifes even after shes dead? He'd lyed to Midnight and not was the time to face his deceate. Will she ever smile again? Will she know of happyness? 'I hope she forgives me'.

"Asume that myths are real for a seccond-" he says, turning to her but she cut in, orieady knowing this part of what he had to say.

"But they are real daddy, your like the big bad wolf who blows down house's but your a nice wolf" How she makes me smile, 'Will i learn to smile again? Do i want to ever smile again'?

"Sweety, there's more out there than what you here in fairtails. Im talking about legons, servants of old god's, the unkown. An entire world that the kingdome of man has repessed".

"And that why where leaving" I manage a weak nod, 'tell her deen, fucking just tell her'.

A slight pause fulled the air with tencton and she proced to kick a stone close to her shoes.

"Where are we going then"? She piped up breaking the settliing silence as the last of us passed through Gateway.

"Well, its still this world, except its not. Its the past of sorts". She kocks her head, too young to really understand what i was talking about. Her inquisitive cold blue eyes reminded me of her mothers.

"Well, hun, where all still there but the humans wouldnt be the wiser. To them, from now where nothing but gosts. A brush agants there skin and an erey feeling. But we'll see them, or there eccoes. But only there eccoes; we, are free to buld our own life now. Free from the past".

Steping foward the angles began prepairing me for the jump, takeing blood and injecting stuff thats just a little beond the relm science or magicial science. Midnight unchoncialy grasped for my hand tightly, sencing the naturual fear of something far greater than the ieather of us.

"Will mummey be there"? She said with a dark tone tone.

"Posiable, depends it someone's already killed her, its been a fue years". She bagan to look glum again and i squeezed her shoulder reasuringley.

"Why, why are we going too her then"? She could only began to imagon how i wish things could be diffrent for us. Maybe she senced that.

"Well say that eveyone hated you yet feared you, to walk into a shop ment someone would attack you with anything at hand. To live for houndreds of years and never known of piece. Rest, ment finding the place where people couldnt reach, could never reach. And when you dye you go to a place large enough to acomunadte eveyone for all there needs, to be able to finally rest. The trickele that enter set up no order, its a blood fest, a free for all, a place where the strong dye in hords, it's our hell. If, however, eveyone arived at once, an order could be assembled, law, support; even maybe, for once in all our live's, a chance to find peace".

"Still, why do we have to go"? She ask again. Ever since the exodus was arange with the angels, shes asked this question "I like earth".

"You known why, I ievther go or dye, that was the deal we accepted". It began to hurt to even speak an the tinge of guilt formeda lump in my throat.

"Why are they not prepairing me daddy"? She tuged at my sleve, trying for my attention.

Time for the truth. My gut contorting into a pile of knots. 'How did this even hapen, she cheeted on me, she fucking willingly betrayed me. Now her lies have broken me and our child up. How can one dead person cause so much pain'?

"Dad"? She tryed again, tuging a little harder this time.

My hand's began to shake and my parms where starting to sweat. He needed to say the words, he needed to tell her. Gulped some air in befor he looked in her eyes one last time.

"Your not comeing".

She frose, the lye she'd been told for so long, the lye hed told her was broked.

"What do you mean daddy"? There was a grin on her face but worriey in her eyes

"Sweety, your not a wearwolf, your human, im not your dad couse your mother slepted with another man".

"But, i can still come with you right daddy, i mean you daddy, i love you so why wont they let me"? Feaches of her face slumped as she began to cry

"Your human, and this land is forbiden by god from humans"

She fell apart and i lifted her in my chest. Sobbing, wailing, sadness. Words bluring into a mess or screams and crys. She gripted me as tight as her little frame could muster. I was her rock and now it had sunk below the sea.

"I love you too" was all i could say, a tear finally runs the height of my face, and we stayed like that for ages.

This is the end.

........

He gave her a final hug and kiss goodbuy, fealing her wormth, exorbing her smell. The angel on duity hands us two pictures. "This is the moments when you too where most happest, im sorry for your lost".

Our hapest moment together. I cant even look at it.. no. I need to be strong, for her.

The angel then gave us something solad but so blingingly white I couldnt tell what it was or even the shape.

"Eat". Was all he comardes us and they did but there was nothing to chew it just disapeared.

"This will help with the greveing process, you should now be able to accept the seperation". He, finally guides me into the light.

It did, in a way, help. But it felt hollow and fake. It was a lye, but a lye they'd both rather accepted then the unternative.

"You will protecter her, will you. Make shure she has a happy life without me"? He said to the angle.

"If she follows the rules, yes" he responds. Does he even understand, does he even care... maybe, he is an angel.

"Wait, one last goodbye"? His brow lowered into a frown but still noded in aproval.

Sky, timidly, add her own apion 'she'll be oright Dean, she'll be oright'. I can only hope she is.

I turn around, "Good night Midnight" i called out.

"Dont let the bed bugs bite" she responded, her voice barley a wisper. I step back, invelopted in light. The warehouse, angel's and finally, thoese green eyes. Disapear forever.

A new life, with picture and its frame, inhand.

A life in Purgatory.