I ran into the shack, ducking through the door just as my mother looked outside. I grinned as he panted, my mother hadn't seen him. If she had, the whole manor would know by now.
With an easy grace, I walked towards the bathroom, and stripped. Stepping into the shower stall, I turned the hot water on high, letting the water droplets cascade down my bare skin. I stayed in the shower for almost an hour, just soothing my muscles in the heat and comfort of the steam building around me. Almost too soon, I thought, I stepped out of the shower, and covered myself with a towel. I turned and caught a fleeting flash of something. I fully turned to face the mirror. I saw the steam clear to reveal my reflection.
It had been a long time since I had seen my reflection. I had spent the last three months in Remnant on a mission with Ozpin, my hunter, my friend. He didn't want to bring me at first but Goodwitch's absolute refusal to keep an eye on me forced his hand.
Honestly I didn't blame her few of the hunters trusted me because I was a hound. In the world of Remnant there are two kinds of people. The humans and the faunist. Amongst the faunist there are a special kind that look and act the exact same. Until threatened that is. They are the faunist that have Grim blood within them. Grim are dark creatures that are neither living nor dead.
I was able to travel between earth and remnant due to the large amount of Grim blood that was in my veins. Oz still didn't know where that had come from because both of my parents had been human. Then again my earliest memories were of running with a Beowulf pack until Oz destroyed the pack and rescued me.
When I had returned to earth two years after my rescue I found out I had been missing since I was three. The only reason why my mother cared was because the Potter's were looking at marriage contracts. James Potter had been like a second father to me. I couldn't remember my biological father and I was the youngest of the triplets. For the longest time I couldn't understand why my mother hated me.
My oldest brother Raiden took pity on me and said when I had been back two weeks," You are a squib. Means you can't use magic. Mom will never want a squib and when did gets back he will throw you out. You should just go back to whatever hole they found you in." So that's what I did. I disappeared for months on end to do my work in Remnant. When I turned 15 I would finally be allowed to attend Beacon Academy as a student.
The large hunter-huntress training academy had been around for hundreds of years training the best and the brightest. While I was Ozpin's hound and prized pupil he still would not allow me in besides to live. My access to the school consisted of training rooms and his office. Connected to his office was two rooms one of which was mine the other his. Oz lately had been overprotective. I hadn't been allowed out of the school much even when the moon wasn't at its peak. Then our mission I was allowed away from his side.
With that I stepped away from the mirror, and moved towards the wardrobe. Stepping inside, I quickly dressed into my worn, patched and frayed old black cloak, as well as a pair of muggle black jeans and black t-shirt underneath. I chuckled as I moved towards the door of my shack, thinking.
When I arrived at the dinning hall, his brothers, Damien and Raiden, were already there and sitting with their mother. My face became unreadable, my aura cold, and deceptive, my eyes became blank as they came closer to my family. I was completely emotionless, and it was an incredible thing to watch if one had seen me only seconds before.
When I took my seat at the end of the table, my brothers sneered at me. I ignored them, and focused on eating. My mother seemed to be happy about something, and when we were all done eating, the three brothers turned to face her.
"Boys, I have great news." she said, her eyes shinning in glee. The two boys, Damien and Gabriel, one of which she thought would be Slytherin's heir, were excited. I simply looked bored. "Your father is returning. He should be reborn tonight, and will be home tomorrow morning to see you. All of you." she added with a sneer, looking in my direction.
On the outside, I congratulated myself on looking completely emotionless. On the inside, I had frozen stock still. I cursed inwardly, my father was coming back.