Today is a very special day (for me) so i decided that you should benefit from it too. An early update for everyone!

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Chapter 2 - Talk With The Alpha and The First Revival

The DireWolves ran for barely an hour before Theron could see bonfires in the distance. They loped straight into the camp and led Theron to a tree where a huge DireWolf was lying down with a careful eye on his surroundings. Theron took a moment to recognise the tree as he same one that he had gotten the wood of his bow from. He barely used the bow any more as he hadn't had a reason to fight from a distance.

The wolf sat up as they approached and Theron's guides bowed to their Alpha before taking their leave. The Alpha inspected Theron briefly before grinning wolfishly. "I assume we need to take this inside?" Theron nodded sharply, if he were to morph out of this form he would immediately be pounced on by dozens of happy DireWolves.

Once they had crawled down a hole at the root of the tree they came into a spacious room with nothing but small lights flickering. Theron stood on his hind legs and changed into his normal form as the Alpha sat on his haunches in the middle of the room.

"So, Theron, what brings you to my pack?" The Alpha said.

"Zekrom, I need your help." Theron said cautiously, Zekrom was the Alpha of the biggest DireWolf Pack and could easily refuse Theron request.

"I thought you would come to us. This is about reviving the Titans, isn't it?" Zekrom asked curiously.

"Yes," Theron replied not even bothering to ask how he knew. "I would like help in finding the Titans roaming the Pit, along with the ones currently reforming."

"And here I had hoped this was a social call," Zekrom sighed.

"Sorry," Theron said. "But if it was just me, it would take decades. With the help of your wolves sniffing them out it could take less than two years."

"What is it that you used to tell me?" Zekrom asked. "Many hunters make light work."

"Too many hunters spoil the scent." Theron nodded. "I know."

"If Lycaon were to catch your scent or even hear of what you are doing, he could not hesitate to attack you whilst you are roaming the Pit."

"Who is the oldest out of us?" Theron asked obviously annoyed. "I know what I am doing, Zekrom. I need some DireWolves to help, and that is why I came to you. I know the other Packs would be just as good, but I know you better than the other Alphas. If you don't wish to help me, just say so. I see no point in wasting my time here." He moved to the exit, but Zekrom cleared his throat.

"You still know how to make people choose quickly, don't you? Not even the gods could change that about you." Zekrom said amusedly. "I will help you, but I will let my pack decide for themselves. I will not force them into anything."

"And that is why I support you as an Alpha." Theron grinned.

"And because I am one of the first Dires you created," Zekrom smirked.

"I still wander what I was thinking that day," Theron frowned and Zekrom stood to crawl out of the room. Theron morphed into the form of a DireWolf and followed him. Once they emerged onto the surface of Tartarus, Zekrom called all of the wolves to order.

"The Titan Theron has come with a request," The Alpha started and immediately gained their attention, Theron saw his children stiffen up and quickly become more excited. "The Titans have failed their attempt at tearing down Olympus and Theron has come to request that we help him revive them, due to our famed ability at tracking. I have agreed to help him, but whether you wish to is another matter. I would think that you would want to help?"

A chorus of agreement quickly rose from all of the wolves and Zekrom backed up. "I ask that The Titan Prince speak about what he plans to do." All noise rapidly ceased and Theron sighed, intending to get revenge on Zekrom for doing this to him. He stood up on his hind legs and turned into his actual form, immediately all of the wolves bowed.

"Rise," Theron said. "I plan to get you to find the Titans currently reforming and report to me whilst I ready the army. The Titans roaming The Pit will hear of this eventually and join me at Othrys, where they will help me train and recruit for our army. If Lycaon should hear of this, report to me immediately and I will come to… deal with him." Theron grinned then turned back to Zekrom. "I must go. I intend to decrease one of cousin's reforming time. Make sure they know their groups, not too small so Lycaon can easily overwhelm them, but not too big that he could easily catch their scent."

Zekrom nodded and Theron took off through the wolves, gesturing to his children that they should join him. The five demititans met him outside the camp will everything they needed. "Where are we going?"

"I found one of my cousins on the way here. We are going back to Othrys and on the way will free him."

"Who was it?" Derek asked.

"My annoying cousin," Theron smiled slightly.

"That doesn't exactly narrow it down, dad." Jaz frowned.

"I know," Theron said. His children rushed to keep up with his long strides as he broke into a run. They jumped onto their pet DireWolves and soon all six of them were running across Tartarus.

Theron tracked his own scent back to his cousin and soon was standing and looking down at him slowly reforming.

"Seriously!" Scott exclaimed. "You had to find him first?"

"Sorry, but it's not my fault who I find first, or who I find last." Theron said as he placed a hand on the orange bubble. He shut his eyes and concentrated as gradually he started glowing. He hand on the bubble glowed golden as energy went from Theron into his cousin. After a few minutes, Theron took his hand off and was breathing heavily, the bubble popped and orange fluid exploded over all of them. The newly reformed Titan stood up and nodded at Theron.

"Welcome back, cousin," Theron said clapping his shoulder.

"Thank you, Prince," The Titan snickered.

"Shut up, Perses," Theron scowled, "Before I send you back there." He then walked off in the direction of Othrys and his children hurriedly joined him. Perses thought for a moment before he followed the older Titan.

'One down,' Theron thought, 'Twenty-Two to go.'


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