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Sharing this because the doggo and I share the same name, I love it

What an amazing doggo and still going strong. You go Wolfe.

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you not recieving all asks? -K

There is the potential that I am not. Also sorry that I've basically stopped posting. Kinda lost interest in posting my stuff y'know? Plus the laptop was rather shitty

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Ok, this annoys me. Because in alphabetical order my name would be Eflow, WHICH IS JUST MY NAME SPELT FUCKING BACKWARDS 😭😭😭

Qwerty format: Weofl, I much prefer Weofl

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So I would like to thank one of my greatest fucking friends ever @mekachanic for my (understandably late) birthday present which she got commissioned for me

I MEAN JUST LOOK AT THIS

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I feel sorry for those people who have the name of an animal that literally just is the definition of their name

Like me for instance; my name is Wolfe and it just means 'wolf'. I cry all that time 😂

Do y’all identify with the meaning of your name?

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Dragons

Part 6

She woke with a jolt and was sitting upright on a table. Reverend was sitting in a chair next to the table.

"Where am I?" She asked weakly.

"You're in the medical wing. What do you remember?" He asked.

"I... I was going to the gym. Alexander's groupies blocked me then Alexander began to hit me. The last thing I remember is Wolfe jumping at someone."

"Wolfe ran in here with you in his arms, carefully placed you on the table, yelled at me then ran off. I tended to your wounds and nothing is permanent."

"What did Wolfe do?"

"I actually do not know. But I'll be amazed if Alexander is living. Wolfe wouldn't give a shit if he was being beaten, but with someone he cares about? That person that is beating is going to be beaten. But with you, he more than likely killed all eleven of them slowly."

"Oh..." She put a hand to her right hip and grimaced.

"Are you and him ok?"

"Yes. I understand why he did it. How's Morbius?"

"Still angry but calming down. He'll be normal soon."

 "He attacked Emilia?!" Rose asked angrily and loudly.

"Yes." Wolfe replied with an angry tone.

"And why are they now Wolfe?" Grey asked.

"They are in eleven separate cells and are alive."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY'RE ALIVE?!" Rose shouted.

"It means I held back! I can get pardoned for killing a prisoner, but not for a Council Member."

"I'm also surprised you let them live." Grey remarked. 

"Whatever. Now that he's done this he can be removed correct?"

"Yes Wolfe."

"Well we are shipping them to wherever those dragons visit and those fuckers can get eaten!" 

"How was Emilia when you left her?" Rose asked.

"Bruised, bleeding and unconscious. Reverend will take good care of her I know it. Know if you'll excuse me I have to go cool off." Wolfe walked out of the Council's Room and voices entered his head. He leant against a wall and cleared his head. An Agent passed him.

"Hey." They said.

"Hey." Wolfe replied.

"Man, I could really go for an apple pie right now." That entered Wolfe's head but it was the voice of the Agent that passed. Another one walked past.

"I'm definitely cracking open that red tonight." That too entered his head. Wolfe's eyes widened and he re-entered the Council's Room.

"We know all of Sol's powers correct?" He asked as he ran towards Grey and Rose.

"Uh, yes... Why?" Grey asked with a look of confusion.

"Is telepathy one of them? Being able to read minds and communicate telepathically?"

"Yes. You are now able to do it aren't you?"

"I think so."

"Quick! What number am I thinking of?" Rose asked.

"Rose!"

"Number?" Wolfe groaned.

"52." Rose beamed at him.

"Yes! Wolfe's telepathic!"

"Keep this between us for now!" Grey said.

"The three of us and the others." Wolfe said.

"So be it." Swarm the administrator walked in.

"Sirs and madam, two red cars with black windows have just arrived." He told them.

"And?"

"They both carry the great sword insignia."

"The Royals are here..." Grey whispered to himself. "Swarm, assemble everyone and get them in here."

"Will do it." He walked out.

"This has to be about these dragons." Rose stated.

"More than likely. Get ready for a lot of politics..."

 Everyone was gathered in the Council's Room five minutes later. Five guards walked through the door, followed by a man with a crown, another five guards, then a woman and another five guards. The guards stood behind the King and the woman who was presumably the Queen. Everyone in the room bowed and Emilia did her best to which her pain didn't help her. They all rose.

"For those who do not know me, I am King Conerus and this is Lady Devine." The King said. "We are here to offer this Haven any help with these dragons. I assure you, there will be no talk of politics today." Most of the crowd laughed at that.

"My King, I am leader Shaun Grey and this is my third-in-command Rose." Grey said.

"May I ask where your second-in-command is?"

"He is currently bring detained my King. He did something and shall be removed for doing so."

"Very well. Mr Grey, do you need our assistance?"

"Unfortunately my King, I can neither say yes nor no. Neither have hatched and we don't know where they shall go once they have. Brazil has already offered us men if need be."

"Very well then. This was a short meeting. If you could please thin the crowd?"

"Yes my King. May the usual suspects stay behind? Everyone else is dismissed." Everyone left but Wolfe, Grey, Rose, Sentinel, Emilia, Morbius, Reverend, the King, the guards and Lady Devine. Wolfe was staring at her when visions began to enter his head. His eyes widened. Lady Devine turned to look at him and he looked away. She walked up to him.

"Oh, it's you." She said in a disgusted tone.

"My lady..." Wolfe said whilst looking down.

"Things are much nicer at the palace without you. I wanted you to know that." She returned to where she was. Morbius had taken Emilia to meet the King. Wolfe remained where he was and processed his look into Lady Devine's mind.

"My King, Grey, may I be able to have words with only the two of you?" Wolfe asked.

"Of course my lad." The King replied without realising it was Wolfe. They walked over to a corner of the room. King Conerus had a proper look at Wolfe. "My god you've grown well."

"Thank you my King." Wolfe replied.

"Stop with that nonsense, we're out of ear shot."

"Wolfe, what do you wish to talk about?" Grey asked.

"Conerus, I just gained telepathy and I accidentally got a glimpse into Lady Devine's mind..." Wolfe said.

"Go on."

"You won't believe me..."

"Say what you will. If it be wrong then you shall be pardoned."

"I saw a complex with armed guards and in the middle was Queen Jasmine. She's still alive!"

"My wife?!" Conerus looked over to Devine angrily.

"Yes. She's still alive. She's being kept prisoner."

"That would explain why she replaced the Royal Guard with her own men. Only Dusk remains."

"Not even Rogue?"

"No. This must end!" They returned to where they were. "Guards! Arrest Lady Devine!" No one moved.

"What?!" Lady Devine screamed.

"You've been holding the Queen hostage. The greatest mind-reader just gave Wolfe this information!" The Guards drew their guns and pointed at everyone in the room.

"It didn't have to go down like this... Anyone moves and you all die! Make me Queen and give this Haven to me! And I shall rule with my daughters at my side."

"THEY WERE NEVER YOUR DAUGHTERS! AND THEY NEVER WILL BE!" Wolfe shouted at her.

"SILENCE! You do not have permission to speak to me."

"Wolfe, do what you must." Grey said. Wolfe stood there. Tendrils of darkness shot out of him almost too fast to register. They killed each of Lady Devine's guards and collected all of their guns and dropped them near Morbius and the others. Devine stood there shaking and covered in blood. Wolfe walked to her like he didn't have a care in the world about what he just did.

"Tell me, where is the Queen?" He said slowly. Devine tried to punch him. He grabbed her fist and broke her arm. "One last time, where is the Queen?"

"FUCK YOU!" She screamed at him. Wolfe was able to read her mind and find an address. He knocked Devine out. 

"I have an address."

"How many men in the vision?" Grey asked.

"No more than sixty."

"Reverend! Sentinel! The two of you are to accompany Wolfe to rescue the Queen. You will be fitted with earpieces. Now go gear up." The three of them ran out. Grey turned to the King. "Your wife the Queen shall be returned to you."

"Three against sixty?" The King asked.

"You saw what Wolfe did to fifteen, and that was without him moving from his spot. He also didn't have a sword. Reverend, Wolfe and Sentinel are three of our best. Reverend and Sentinel will do most of the fighting while Wolfe goes for the Queen."

"Are you sure?"

"Extremely positive."

"Well, at least I can tell our girls that their mother is being brought back by their would-be brother."

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Not gonna lie, the whole telapthy thing is basically a Deus Ex Machina moment I know. I think I also proceed to never use it again after this soooo rip I guess :D

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So as of yesterday (7th of August, I'm Australian and it's just past midnight) I have officially been writing stories for five years. I only know this because the first proper story I wrote was my "Bitching/Overkill" one which I posted to Facebook and yesterday Facebook told me that I posted it in 2014, five years ago

My lil baby is five years old and I love it

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Dragons

Part Five

Reverend found Emilia in Wolfe's office reading through some files. She looked up and saw him at the doorway.

"Oh, hey Reverend." She said with a smile.

"Hey." He replied in a dull tone.

"What's wrong?"

"I have something to tell you. And it will hurt you." He sat down on the seat in front of Emilia. "The prisoner we received from Brazil, Griffyn, he played a part in the hostage situation."

"The one Wolfe was in?"

"Yes..."

"Oh dear god..."

"Wolfe knew who he was instantly. He went to the interrogation room and..."

"Reverend?"

"There is a side to Wolfe you do not know. It is a murderous side. He enjoys killing, and he would love nothing more than to kill the three people that killed his friends."

"He- He killed Griffyn?"

"Yes."

"Oh shit..."

"Wolfe is going to be pardoned for what he did only because of how personal it is. He may not talk to you for a while. How are you feeling?"

"I... I don't know."

"Understandable. I should have warned you fully about Wolfe but I didn't. Please don't let this destroy you. Because if Wolfe notices he becomes destroyed and then turns violent. And he could hurt anyone of us, even you and Morbius." Emilia was pale.

"What do I do?" Reverend moved to her and put his hand on her shoulder.

"The best thing you can do is hide your feelings behind a mask right now." He gave her a hug as tears began to fall down her face.

 Meanwhile

 Wolfe walked to Morbius in clothes that weren't covered on blood and was still in handcuffs.

"Grey said you are to be freed." Morbius told him. Wolfe held out his hands as the handcuffs came off.

"Much better. It's hard to shower without them on." Wolfe said right before Morbius grabbed him and pushed him against the wall.

"DO YOU THINK THIS IS A FUCKING JOKE?!"

"No. I needed to be the one to deal with Griffyn. He fucked with my life or did you forget that?!" Morbius released Wolfe.

"You're being pardoned for what you have done."

"Very well. Now, if we've finished here there is someone that I must go apologise to." Wolfe walked off without waiting for an answer.

 Wolfe stood outside of his office and inhaled deeply then stepped inside to find Emilia curled up into a ball on the floor in the corner of the room. He walked up to her as sat down beside her.

"I do not expect that you will be able to look at me the same way again and I'm fine with that." Wolfe said and Emilia cried. "Killing... Well it's just what I do, and yes I do take joy in it sometimes. When someone has had a life somewhat alike to mine they either fight their problems or run away from they. I fight mine until they are forever gone." He paused and Emilia was still crying. "I was put into a foster home shortly after my mother died when I was ten. I was put into an abusive household. The father of that family gave me my first two scars. Those scars being the one the length of my spine and arm." Emilia began crying even harder. "I fled from that family and lived on the street. I was taken in by a nice family and met my friends shortly after. I decided to leave that family after a while then the event happened and I came here. Nobody other than Reverend and Morbius would talk to me. Gregor Bane tried to be a father but he barely tried. After a while I could get people to talk to me. Then you arrive and make my life so much better than it had been." Emilia was still crying. Wolfe put his arm around her. "You're crying for a number of reasons. You're crying because of what I did, because of the feelings you have for me and because of what I just told you. All of those are acceptable things to cry about. But don't always allow your emotions to take control. You need to control of them. Find something to vent out your anger or sadness upon like I do by using swords. Beat out your emotions onto a punching bag if need be, just find a way to control your emotions so you don't keep breaking down. Just allow yourself to cry every once and a while though."

"I... I can't deal with it..." Emilia said quietly.

"Yes you can. I know you can, you just have to let yourself believe it." Wolfe hugged her and they sat like that for quite some time. 

 Wolfe let go of Emilia once she was better, then she decided to head to the gym to beat up a poor defenceless punching bag and do some weights. She was almost at the gym when she noticed five of Alexander's men facing her and blocking her way. She decided to turn around and go the other way but five more men blocked that path as well. Alexander walked through the wall of those five men and up to Emilia. He didn't say anything. All he did was deliver a punch to her gut. Emilia lifted off the ground a bit and was winded. Alexander gave her two more gut punches. She got back up and received two punches to the head. Both punches made her bleed. She had her hands on the ground as well as her knees. Alexander kicked her in the ribs and that lifted her up off the ground and made her roll once she landed again. Her vision was starting to become black as she began to slip into unconsciousness. The last thing she saw was Wolfe jump at someone with a fist formed. Then she blacked out.

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Now just realising how long this takes to bring in Dragons, my bad

Also, apparently Tumblr couldn’t save this post for a couple minutes so that was fun

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Dragons

Part Four

Wolfe arrived at the interrogation cells. He walked inside one to find a man cuffed to the table. He shut the door and it moulded it to the wall. He touched the mirror and a fine sheen of darkness covered the other side which would prevent anyone from looking into the room. He also cut the speakers in the room then turned to the prisoner.

"Hello there, how was your trip from Brazil?" He asked.

"Quick and boring." The man replied without looking up.

"Your name is Griffyn correct?"

"Yes."

"And do you know why you are here?"

"For murder."

"Correct, for murder. Who did you murder?"

"A bunch of people a bunch of years back."

"Be more specific than that. The more you tell the easier it is for you."

"The easier?"

"Yes. You will get a shorter sentence for cooperating."

"Fine. It was seven years ago and I killed seven people."

"And why did you kill those people?"

"For money."

"Did that money ever come?"

"Of course not. The Haven wouldn't negotiate with us so we killed the hostages."

"We?"

"Yes. Myself, Dilan and Balthasar."

"Dilan and Balthasar..."

"Yes. Balthasar was our leader."

"I need their addresses."

"I don't know where they live."

"That's not good enough!" Wolfe raised his voice.

"It's the best I could do."

"Grr. How many hostages were there on this day?"

"15."

"How many were left alive?"

"One."

"Why?"

"Balthasar said he was destined for greatness and would bring about death and destruction. He is a Seer so he knows these things."

"Did you know the names of anyone of the hostages?"

"No."

"Not even the one who lived?"

"No." Wolfe cracked his neck.

"You know, no one here at the Haven acknowledges that day anymore."

"So why did you?"

"Because I was there."

"What- Oh! Oh dear god no! No!" Griffyn began to freak out. Wolfe drew his daggers out from the sheaths on his arms.

"You killed my friends!" He drove one dagger into Griffyn's right hand and he screamed. "You killed the girl I loved!" The other dagger was used to cut each finger off at the first knuckle. More screaming followed that. Two tendrils or darkness whipped out of Wolfe and destroyed Griffyn's shackles. The tendrils then drove into his shoulders and lifted him off the ground. "WHERE DO I FIND DILAN AND BALTHASAR?!" Wolfe shouted in a deep voice.

"I DONT KNOW! AAAAAGGGGGHHHH!" Griffyn yelled back.

"THATS NOT GOOD ENOUGH." The shadows on Griffyn's shoulders began to tear him apart. He split straight down the middle and his blood sprayed into every inch of the room and utterly drenched Wolfe. Wolfe stood there dripping with blood that wasn't his as his shadows recoiled back into him. The door was being pounded. "I now know the names of the people that ruined my life..." He said quietly as the blood dropped and rolled off him. The door finally gave way and Reverend, Morbius and Grey burst into the room to see it covered in blood and with two halves of a dead body lying in front of Wolfe.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!" Morbius screamed at him.

"I questioned him then killed him. It's what he deserved." Wolfe answered quietly.

"DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHO HE WAS?!"

"He was one of the three that killed my friends and fucked my life up." Grey was rubbing his temple.

"Jesus mother fucking Christ..." He shook his head. "Cuff him Morbius." Morbius did as he was told and Wolfe provided no resistance. "Take him to be cleaned then take him to a cell." Morbius led Wolfe off. "We're going to need cleaning and a body removal done." Grey said into his earpiece.

"What are we going to do with Wolfe?" Reverend asked.

"I don't know. But he killed a prisoner! That requires punishment!"

"You know what he's like. He enjoys to kill. Besides, we know Griffyn murdered Wolfe's friends. Wolfe would've gotten answers out of him before he was ripped in half."

"Still..."

"Wolfe has done some torturing to the worst criminals before and Gregor was fine with it. It gets us answers. We need Wolfe, he cannot die. And with a dragon approaching, shits going to get bad."

"Reverend, he made sure no one knew what he was doing. He knew what he wanted to do and he did it. HE KILLED OUR GODDAMN PRISONER!"

"I know this Grey. But Wolfe must be pardoned for this. Pardon him because of his emotional attachment to this. Let him kill the others associated with that day. If he steps out of line after that then punish him."

"You should have taken the role of a Council member because of your smartness. Fine, he shall be pardoned. But there's one more thing that must be done."

"Emilia."

"This will destroy here Reverend. If it destroys her and Wolfe knows it destroys him and you've seen him destroyed, how does he act?"

"Violently."

"Explain it to her in a way that she could understand it without being destroyed."

"Why must I do this?"

"Because you get along with her and I have to deal with this. Morbius, free Wolfe and tell him he's been pardoned." He said into the earpiece and Reverend walked off. "Does the human body even have that much blood?" Grey muttered quietly before the cleaning crew arrived.

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Yeah so um, Wolfe kinda got some revenge here and I’m starting to show just how dark he can get. He can go from 0 to 100 real quick

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Dragons

Part Three

The plane ride to Belgium was uneventful. Wolfe had been given a cloak, a hoodie and sunglasses to try and hide his face. The lied when they had to and said that his face was horribly scarred and misshapen. They went to the Haven and requested to see Prick. They walked into the Council Room. Prick walked out.

"Welcome, I am Cameron Prick how- oh. Morbius, Reverend. I suppose you're here to inquire about the spot of global warming we've encountered?" He asked.

"That we are. Also, we believe it's not global warming." Morbius replied.

"Then tell me what you believe it to be."

"We believe you are going to have a dragon on your hands."

"A mother fucking dragon?! You're joking. You know how rare those things are."

"We do. But temperatures are dropping in an area rich in charcoal."

"Now how does that mean a dragon is to be upon us?"

"Normally temperatures rise. But seeing as though they are falling this must mean frost dragons exist."

"A dragon made of and breathes ice?! No. There have been no myths about frost dragons in Belgium."

"Frost dragons are even rarer than their fire breathing counterparts."

"So it would seem. And why did Grey send you here?"

"We came to see if we could help. And we're also heading off to Brazil. Temps are rising there."

"TWO?! No bloody fucking way! We had a Feast one year ago now two dragons?!"

"T'would seem the world hates us..." Wolfe muttered.

"GUARDS!" Prick shouted and Guards poured into the room and surrounded them. Morbius, Reverend and Emilia formed a triangle around Wolfe. "YOU DARE ENTER MY HAVEN! I WILL HAVE YOU KILLED!"

"YOU KILL ME AND YOU LOSE OUR HAVEN!" Wolfe shouted back at him.

"YOU KILLED MY SON!"

"HE WAS A BOUNTY HUNTER LOOKING TO CLAIM A PRIZE! I HAD TO SAVE MY OWN LIFE BEOFRE HE ENDED IT!"

"ENOUGH!" Reverend's voice boomed through the room. "Cameron! If you kill Wolfe and/or us you not only lose our Haven's help and support, but you also lose support from the crown!" Prick took a step back and sat down.

"Leave now while I'm giving you a chance." He said coldly and quietly. They left the room and hurried back to where the plane was and headed for Brazil.

 "You couldn't keep your mouth shut could you?!" Morbius angrily said to Wolfe.

"I'm sorry!" He replied angrily.

"You could've gotten all of us killed!"

"Brazil will go better I assure you. I'm not hated in Brazil..." Wolfe sat down and looked out the window. The rest of the flight was silent. They touched down in Brazil and headed for their Haven. They walked in and requested to see Brazil's leader then they entered the Council Room. The leader for Brazil walked out in a suit.

"Gentlemen! And madam! I am Christopher Bell but call me Chris. How may I assist all of you?" He said in a voice that brought about happiness and warmth.

"Chris, I am Morbius Dawn, this is Reverend, she is Emilia and he is Wolfe Sinclair. We are here on request from Shaun Grey." Morbius replied.

"Ah yes, Mr Grey. How may I assist him?"

"I'm sure you're aware of the rising temperatures you are getting?"

"That we are. The ground around these areas are littered with charcoal."

"So you're also aware a dragon may be hatching soon?"

"Yes. We only found out some twenty minutes ago however."

"Very well. Temperatures are dropping in Brazil. A frost dragon may be entering the world."

"A frost dragon you say, how intriguing."

"Yes. Is there any assistance you need?"

"Unfortunately not dear sir. As in sure you're aware, a dragon egg cannot be prematurely hatched or cracked open. We must wait for this dragon to hatch and begin to cause havoc or make itself known."

"Very well."

"Yes. By the way, I was just dealing with the deportation of a prisoner. They should be arriving at your Haven soon. Unfortunately I've now forgotten who they were and what they did."

"Thank you Mr Bell."

"You are welcome Mr Dawn. If either of the two dragons head your way for an unknown reason, ask for our assistance and it shall come."

"Very appreciated." Chris nodded.

"I do give you permission to leave now if there aren't any questions."

"There are none, thank you." They left the Haven.

"He was nice." Emilia said.

"That he was. Christopher Bell is known as being one of the nicest leaders of a Haven. Now let's head home." Reverend said to her. They got back on the plane and headed home.

 "So how did everything go?" Grey asked them when they entered the Council Room.

"Mostly good." Morbius said and quickly glared at Wolfe.

"Do they have our support?"

"No with Belgium but yes with Brazil. Brazil also offered to help us if either of the dragons make their way here."

"Very well."

"Christopher Bell also said a prisoner was being transferred here."

"Yes. A man named Griffyn, he's a murderer." 

"Very well."

"I must leave, there is stuff that I have to do." Wolfe said then left without waiting for a reply from anyone.

"Fair enough then." Grey said.

"He almost got us shot." Morbius said.

"Not with this shit again..." Emilia muttered quietly to herself.

"How?" Grey asked.

"He opened his mouth and talked. Prick knew who he was and ordered in guards. Reverend had to threaten Prick saying if Wolfe died Belgium loses the support of the crown." Morbius replied.

"It's true though." He sighed. "If Prick was to be replaced that order to kill on sight would be dismissed."

"And that won't happen anytime soon."

"Indeed. You may go." They walked out.

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So um, haven’t posted stories for a while because I got hella lazy and I’m gonna try to get back into posting again and it would be cool if I could build up a bigger fanbase but ehh

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ah. mood. I've been reading all of them. didn't i say i would? :) ---Kat

Yes true, you did say that. I'll have to get back to posting then, to keep you happy 😊

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yo puppyhamlet, you good? bcs theres been no recent updates,all good? ---Kat

I wondered when I'd hear from you

Yeah, I'm good. I've just been really slack lately so yeah

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When I first saw this I thought it was a post by @justbadpuns and not @one-time-i-dreamt and got confused when there was no pun until I read the name

My brother bought a car for 500,000 dollars and when he showed it to me, it was just a cart with a motor attached to the back.

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Dragons

Part 2

Wolfe rocked up to their house that night in a new, shiny, black Ferrari. They had steak, eggs and potato wedges for dinner then they walked off to the lounge room.

"Now Wolfe..." Morbius started.

"Yes?" Wolfe asked.

"Grey and I have been talking. You're not in trouble."

"Yet..." Wolfe muttered quietly.

"Anyway. We've been talking about actually getting you a place to live. And we've found a nice place if you so wish to accept it."

"Where is said house?"

"It's the black one down the street."

"There's a black house right and left of here Morbius."

"Left."

"Fair enough... Give me some time to go and have a look in the house then I'll make up my mind."

"Done. Now, I'll be in my study reading about this zombie horde in Zimbabwe." He got up and left the lounge room. Emilia realised what he had done.

"Hey, uh.... Wolfe?" She asked nervously.

"What is it pumpkin?"

"Would you... Will you... Do you..."

"You're asking me out aren't you? Or at least attempting to?"

"Yes..."

"Well you took your time."

"You've been gone for a year!"

"There was before that. The time after the Feast."

"I suppose..."

"The answer's yes by the way." She lept at him and wrapped her arms around him. Wolfe wasn't expecting it so they fell to the ground.

"Oh Jesus... What am I interrupting?" Morbius asked looking down at them. Wolfe laughed. Emilia blushed and got off Wolfe and helped him back up.

"Nothing..." Emilia responded.

"Of course... I just got a message from Raven. He wants to see us."

"About what?" Wolfe asked.

"He didn't say."

"Typical..."

"Anyway, let's pay him a visit." Emilia went into her room and grabbed her phone and her jacket then they left to go to Raven's.

 "How did it go?" Morbius asked Emilia as they drove nearer to Raven's house.

"He said yes." She responded with a grin.

"Congrats. And let me guess, you got a bit excited afterwards?"

"WHAT THE FUCK MORBIUS?! No! I kept at him to give him a hug and I toppled him to the ground!"

"Sure sure." They pulled up at Raven's house and walked inside. Wolfe did the same mere seconds after. The three of them found Raven sitting in his armchair.

"Ah good you're here." He got up. "And you have returned. Was it a success?"

"No. He's still out there." Wolfe responded.

"Right. I almost feel sorry for him. He's rejected by both demons and vampires. Anyway, on to what you're here for."

"Yes. What are we here for?" Morbius asked.

"If you'd allow me to get there you shall find out. Now, in Belgium there are reports of the temperature dropping below its normal temperature and in Brazil the temperatures have risen."

"That's just global warming though." Emilia said.

"Leonardo DiCaprio would agree with you. In these areas where the temperatures are at their coldest and hottest are great deposits or charcoal on the already rich soil."

"Shit." Morbius said.

"For fuck sake..." Wolfe muttered.

"What does this mean?" Emilia asked because she was confused.

"If an area is rich in charcoal and the temperature rises it means a dragon is trying to hatch." Morbius replied.

"Oh fuck."

"'Oh fuck' indeed. Temperature decreasing is a new one however. This must mean frost dragons do exist." Wolfe stated.

"How did it take those twenty Hunters to kill that one dragon?"

"About eighteen hours. Only two survived at the end of it." Morbius said.

"Oh shit. So we're fucked?"

"Somewhat. Fortunately we have a dragon killer amongst us." Raven said.

"Really?!" Emilia asked.

"Yes. His name is Wolfe Sinclair." Emilia's eyes drifted to Wolfe who was looking down.

"You helped kill the dragon?" She asked.

"I dealt the killing blows. It began as nineteen Hunters until they started dying. I was forced to help around the six hour mark. There was eight people from the original group by then. In the end I managed to kill it and only one other person survived. But now they are dead. A vamp got to them..." Wolfe said.

"We need to get back to the Haven." Morbius said and they left Raven's house.

 "So two dragons?!" Grey asked. Morbius, Emilia and Wolfe nodded. "Crap... If they're on Brazil and Belgium then there is no reason for either of them to come here. However, we are under an obligation to help both of them out."

"That is correct." Morbius said.

"I need to send the three of you to either of the two places. But who goes where?" They shrugged. "That's helpful. Hm... I'll send the three of you to Brazil then Belgium to find out what you can."

"Uh..." Wolfe said.

"What?"

"I can't go to Belgium..."

"Oh fuck, that's right. You'll be shot on sight. I had completely forgotten."

"What?!" Emilia said.

"Wolfe kinda killed the son of the leader of Belgium's Haven."

"Yeah. I killed him because he tried to kill me." Wolfe replied. "If I'm seen on Belgium I will get killed. Even a royal pardon won't save my ass..."

"But we need you over there..." Moment of silence. "Got it. Reverend is going with you. Prick won't fuck with you then."

"Prick?" Emilia asked confused.

"Belgium's leader. You're dismissed. Go and pack. You leave tomorrow." They walked out and Morbius went to tell Reverend. Wolfe dropped Emilia back at Morbius' house and she began to pack.

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So Wolfmelia (as a friend of mine dubbed it) is a thing now and we’re slowly getting into the plot for this one, hope you’re enjoying it.

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Not a story (kinda)

So I feel like I want to share this on here. Back in February I went and got tattoos for the first time and I got myself a tattoo of Linkin Park’s logo as of the One More Light album (pictured below). I know most people say to get yourself a tattoo that is deep and meaningful to you and this tattoo is to me. LP has been my favourite band since I came across it due to Michael Bay’s first Transformers movie. Anyway, Linkin park had been one of the constants in my life for well over 10 years and then the news of Chester’s passing away via suicide came and hurt. And like, I wanted the tattoo of this particular logo because this logo is honestly my favourite one and I wanted it in a place that I could always see it. The tattooist asked me if I wanted it flipped upside down so it was facing away from me and I said I’d rather have it face me because of what they meant to me. They helped me out of so many dark times and helped fill dull or boring times with many great memories of listening to their songs. And now Linkin Park will be with me forever not just as my favourite band, not just as damn well awesome songs, but as something that will be part of my body forever.

I apologise to anyone if I have brought back any sad emotions.

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Hunters Story 2: Dragons

Part one

 It had been a year since Wolfe left to find answers and then track down Azazel. He had the answers, but Azazel was out witting him. Wolfe's leads led him to Morocco, Cairo, Dubai, Czech-Slovakia, Norway, Paris and Istanbul. And now he was headed back home. For he had decided that Azazel would always be one step ahead of him somehow. So he decided to return home after so long and deal with the consequences of leaving the way he had and for being away for so long.

 Emilia was in her room at Morbius' house looking over case files. She had music playing with earphones in. She felt a hand on her shoulder and she shoved the owner of the hand against the wall and held her arm their throat.

"Woah, easy there tiger." Wolfe said to her with a smile on his face. Emilia let go of him, took out the earphones and gave him a hug.

"You're back!" She exclaimed to him as she hugged him.

"That I am. Azazel was always a step ahead of me, so I decided to come back after being away for a year."

"It's good to have you back!"

"It's good to be back, and it's good to be hugged. I have to go to the Haven and tell Grey, Morbius, Reverend and Rose that I'm back and what I've learnt." 

"Alrighty, I'll go with you."

"Cool, could you drive me there?"

"You can teleport, and you have a car."

"It got destroyed whilst I was searching for Azazel. And I prefer the sensation of being in a car."

"Fair enough." Emilia gathered up her files and they walked out to her Dodge.

"Nice car."

"Thanks."

"I think I'll get another Ferrari, anywho lets go." They got in the Dodge and drove off to the Haven.

 They walked into the Haven and people began to stare at Emilia. They walked to the Council Room.

"They should all be here, hopefully Alexander isn't in there..." She muttered. They walked through the double doors and up to the Council seats. Morbius, Reverend, Rose and Grey were all talking to each other. Alexander was not present.

"Well look what we have here." Grey jokingly said with a smile. Wolfe did his single finger salute and the other three noticed he had arrived. Rose ran down and gave him a hug. She let go and reassumed her position like nothing had occurred.

"Welcome back Wolfe." Morbius said with a nod.

"Thanks. Reverend." Wolfe shook Revered's hand.

"Welcome back." Reverend said to him.

"Alright, business. Azazel managed to stay one step ahead of me throughout the time I was tracking him. I don't know how it happened but it did."

"So we don't know where he is?" Grey asked.

"He's somewhere in Iraq, but I was too tired to follow him."

"Fair enough."

"As for the other thing, did you get it sorted."

"It took some time but we managed to find a fall guy."

"Good. While I'm on that topic... As you know I dug up Alexia's grave and found that her skeleton was still inside her coffin. It means she isn't coming back or someone created an exact replica of what her skeleton would look like. It even had a hairline fracture on her left forearm which I gave her by accident."

"Very well. There is something you must know as well. The visions stopped three days after Alexia's parents came in demanding answers."

"They stopped?!"

"Correct."

"They might continue for all we know. It's happened before... Anyway, what's been going on here since I left?"

"Not much. There's been more Strength Tests than usual thanks to Alexander."

"My training has continued. Mainly in hand-to-hand, but I got some training with weapons in. I am confident with hand-to-hand and semi confident with weapons." Emilia told Wolfe.

"What about your Hunter powers?"

"I was planning on waiting until you got back. Morbius trained me with the speed and strength though."

"Fair enough."

"Wolfe and Miss Emilia. Reverend also, there is currently a Strength Test being held. Our Agents are requesting the three of you be there." Grey said.

"Fair enough." Reverend said. "When he says our Agents Wolfe, he means the ones that aren't Alexander's groupies."

"Very well. Let us go." The three of them walked out. "What do we know about Alexander?" 

"He's American, possibly a spy." Reverend said.

"And a big douche bag." Emilia added.

"Hmph. By the way Emilia, why is everyone staring at you with hatred?"

"Oh, that. I broke Alexander's nose not that long ago."

"Nice."

"It was a good punch that." Reverend added. They arrived at the room the Strength Test was bent held in. Cheering was happening as two Agents fought each other. Alexander was on the other side of the room and watched them enter. The fight on the mat ended with the smaller Agent being the winner. Cheers went up. Reverend, Wolfe and Emilia took an empty spot towards the left hand side of the room. Alexander walked onto the mat.

"Twas a good fight that. Congratulations to the winner." Everything Alexander said was dry and almost sarcastic. "Now, it is time for my fight. And for my opponent I choose Emilia." Everyone turned to look at her. "Actually I change my mind. I do not choose to fight her." Emilia felt a wave a relief. "I demand to fight her!" Wolfe and Reverend looked grim.

"What's, what's wrong?" She asked them.

"If someone says that they demand to fight you then you cannot back down. It's the rules." Reverend said.

"I'm going to pay you back for breaking my nose!" Alexander said and cracked his fists. Wolfe turned and looked at him. 

"There is a way around the demand rule." He muttered to Emilia. "You must say that you choose me to fight in your place then if I lose you just fight him."

"Wolfe, you don't need to get involved."

"Too late. I will fight for Emilia! If I lose then you can fight her!" Wolfe shouted to Alexander.

"So be it. I could defeat you easily." Alexander said with a laugh. Agents started patting Wolfe on the back as he walked towards the mat. He got on the mat and beckoned at Alexander. He laughed then lunged at Wolfe. Wolfe spun, did a high kick and brought Alexander down on to the ground. Alexander struggled to get back up. His groupies rushed and helped him up. Agents started cheering.

"Wolfe's the strongest! He's still got it!" They cheered.

"I'm not done yet." Alexander grunted.

"Yes you are. Rules state that if someone not in the fight helps you up then you are disqualified and your opponent wins. And I had already won." Wolfe stated. Alexander bared his teeth at Wolfe then ten groupies surrounded him. Wolfe laughed. He kicked two to the ground. He grabbed another and threw him into two more. He punched one down with a single punch. He jump kicked two more. He teleported behind the last two and knocked their heads together which made them drop. "Know this you imbecile, do not anger me. Stay away from Emilia or I won't go easy on you next time." Wolfe said. The Agents that were supporting Wolfe laughed, cheered and clapped. Wolfe, Emilia and Reverend left.

"I understand what you mean Emilia, that guy's a dick." Wolfe muttered. Emilia nodded. Reverend walked off to the Medical Wing and the other two found Morbius in his office.

"How was the Strength Test?" He asked.

"Too easy. I need to fight Reverend in one..." Wolfe said.

"Fair enough."

"Got any new cases recently?"

"Not any that are that recent. Last one was two months ago. A demon had done a string of killings."

"Was it one that burns people to death?"

"Yeah."

"Right. I heard about that somewhere. Anyway, I'm going to duck out for a bit and buy myself a new Ferrari."

"What happened to the other one?"

"It got destroyed."

"Fair enough, later."

"Later. Bye Emilia."

"See ya." Wolfe left the office.

"I take it you didn't ask him?" Morbius asked. Emilia sighed.

"Not yet, I'll do it soon though. He threatened Alexander to stay away from me though." She responded.

"Good, maybe that'll stop him. Did you see one of Wolfe's legendary high kicks?"

"Yes. Are they legendary?"

"Nah, not really. Everyone here who has had one connect with their head has regretted it for quite a while afterwards."

"Damn."

"Damn indeed, those things fucking hurt from him..." Morbius rubbed a spot on the back of his head. She laughed. "Yeah, laugh it off. Luckily for you, you won't get one from him."

"Sounds good."

"Yeah. He once took the head off a zombie with a high kick."

"What? Zombies exist?" 

"Didn't we tell you that?"

"No..."

"Oh, well they do. I should also say that we have various symbols that we use and those symbols can do various things. Some dampen powers, some reinforce things, stuff like that."

"Fair enough. Do you reckon Wolfe's strength and powers have increased since he was gone?"

"If it was possible for them to improve any further then yes, they would have."

"Are you going to ask him about the other thing?"

"I shall. Invite him over for dinner tonight please sweetie." She nodded and sent a text to Wolfe asking about dinner. He responded with "Sounds good." She showed Morbius and he nodded.

***

This is the second Hunters Story, it follows on from “A Time For A Feast” and funnily enough it’s the shortest one so far. Enjoy

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Fuck yes, this is amazing. I also feel like Sombra would join in with D.Va and Lucio here

Winston: for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.

D.Va: me, an intellectual, for every yoink there is a yeet.

Lúcio: the lord yeetith and the lord yoinketh away

Tracer: I think I’m having a stroke