Highland Return
The year is 2012 and Duncan McLeod has returned to Glennfinnan. p
Duncan McLeod was sitting on the shores of Lochshiel. Scotland would always be his home, no matter how many years he had been gone. The air smelled so clean and fresh on this fall morning. Duncan on mornings like this would think of his past. Connor, Tessa, and of course Ritchie the closet he had to a son. How long would it take before the pain of what he had done to Ritchie would lessen? It had been twenty years but everything felt like yesterday. p
Duncan had come to Scotland to celebrate his 420th birthday being that old was not going to happen everyday. He had visited Connor's grave already and even went to Tessa's grave in Paris yesterday. The time had come for Duncan to return home to live in Scotland for a while. Duncan had traveled many places in his various lifetimes, but he would intermittently come home. He had decided last month to live again in Scotland. p
The only problem was a young immortal that lived in the area. Patrick O'Donnell had already taken many heads for an immortal younger than a century. Joe Dawson had told him of the young whipper snapper how he would never back down to any challenger. The thought of another brash young one brought a smile to Duncan's face, the young man sounded a lot like Ritchie. The young one would have to be reasoned with he did not want to take his quickening unless he had too. New immortals usually had a tendency to be wary of other immortals though, but how could you blame them? Joe was good enough to give him the youngster's address so he planned on visiting him tomorrow and have a talk with him. "Time to get off your arse old man" Duncan muttered to himself as he began his slow jog back to the little cottage he was staying in several miles away. p
It felt good to be running thru the Highlands again. When he was a youngster his friends and he would run and play in these hills for hours, those days were gone but he would never forget them. Duncan could sense the immortal presence as soon as he rounded the little knoll. He came to a stop and removed his Katana from its case on his back. He waited patiently to see if the other would show himself, the young swaggering Patrick O'Donnell appeared at the top of the Hill and said "What are you doing in my part of Scotland?" Duncan just smiled to himself and thought this is going to be fun.