Sioux Falls Regional Airport
The old 1968 Ford F-350; let out a small backfire as it rolled to a halt in front of the baggage claim at the airport. Bobby Signer had known Anthony since the two meets on a shifter hunt in New Orleans in the late 70's. It had never crossed Bobby mind that the man that had saved his life on two occasions wasn't completely what he seemed. If it had Bobby would've put two rounds through Anthony's skull just as easy as he had done to the shifter back then
As Bobby checked his watch to see what time it was the black doors of the airport baggage claim area slid open, and a tall man in dark blue jeans that had a look as if they had been thoroughly worn in and a regular t-shirt that gripped to his frame walked into the sun-bathed loading area. Bobby like many people had never questioned why Anthony never seem to age probably because the trouble they were in was more to the fore front of their minds than an ageless hunter. The two locked eyes and the tall man slowly walked over to the 1968 Ford F-350 and tossed his things into the back of the truck.
Anthony then climb into the passenger side of the truck and said, "So tell me why you called so late?" Bobby looked at him and said, "Well the boys were on a case in Portland having to do with Dragons…. they came across an old book made from human skin that talks about a mother of all." At the mention of the mother, the muscles in Anthony's lower jaw locked slightly. "That is very interesting." Anthony said as Bobby started the 1968 Ford F-350 and pulled out of his parking place with his place in mind and as he turned the truck onto the street he said, "isn't it!". Bobby had left the book in the safety of his home and wants to get himself and his visitor there So Anthony could see the totem and maybe shed some light on what was inside of it; Bobby knew that Anthony had a background in ancient languages, a hoped maybe that the hunter could give some insight he might not have.
It took a short period of time for the two to get back to Bobby's place, but once there the two got out of the truck and went inside. As they walked inside the smell of the house brought back some of Anthony's founder memories, but that was only short lived as his eyes fell on the book sitting on the center of Bobby's desk. At the sight of that book the faint screams of the past echoed in the back of his mind. Anthony approached the book slowly not noticing Bobby watching him.
Anthony ran his hand along the cover feeling it age before allowing himself to open it; he could hear the creak of the binding and smell the iron from the old blood that had long rusted away. He remembers seeing the book so many years ago somewhere but he had no idea what importance it was then but in the light of his vision and it being before him now. He knew differently as his eyes scan the text and it confirmed all his worst fears. As he read the pages, he could see the fresh wear from the dragons combining over each symbol making sure that everything was correct for the mother's rebirth. And as he reached the final page he saw it was only the final page as the true last one had been ripped from the binding. Anthony mulled over the fact and tried to figure out how much information he should give bobby; as he closed the book and sat the book back down on the desk.