In that crater, a glowing body lay on the ground. It was passed out, Turning it's head, it saw the necklace that had hit it.
Back at the mansion, the wizard strode into the house and called, "Kali, Aiden! I have news!"
Two bodies came running, "What is it, Brother?" Both looked exhausted, having just woken up.
Aiden looked at the wizard, "What is it, Deucalion?"
"A star has fallen!" HE smiled at them. Both of them looked surprised and enthusiastic. They ran for his side. Deucalion ran for a cupboard. After searching it, he looked at his siblings. "Where are the wolf candles?"
"you used the last one, Deucalion, 200 years ago. Do you not recall?"
Deucalion remembered. He hung his head. Kali looked at him, "Perhaps we can obtain another?"
"You speak as if such things are easily obtained, Kali."
"I know, brother. I just thought.."
"You would have us hunting for a wolf candle while some other magical being hunts for our star? Are you a fool? There is no time to waste."
They did some magical work to find he star was a hundred miles away, and they choose animals to see who would go. Deucalion was sneaky and got the best animal so he was chosen to go. He ate the last of the star, which took 200 years off his age and made him young and handsome. The other two rolled their eyes at him but let it be, he just admired his much younger self.
Derek was seen walking down toward the wall, Deaton got up and met him near the hole in the wall. "Jacob, not again!" Deaton muttered.
"It's Derek, actually."
"Oh Wow. You do look a lot like your father. And I suppose you intend to cross the wall as well, hmm?"
Derek nodded at Deaton. Deaton glared, "Like I told your father before you, This wall has been guarded for hundred of years. Nobody crosses this wall!"
Derek pouted but gave in, "yeah, I get it. No problem." He started to walk away, waiting for Deaton to turn his back. When the old man had done so, He made his breakaway for the wall. Deaton saw him and went into a ninja mode, hitting Derek until he was back on the Beacon hills side of the property. When all was done, Derek limped off home. Deaton looked around, "Nobody can enter the wall!"
When Derek got home, he went to bed. The next morning he came upon his father sitting at the table. Derek grabbed a cold piece of meat and slapped it on his eye. His father raised an eyebrow. "Jackson again?"
Derek shook his head, "The guard at the wall."
Jacob smirked, "Derek, the man is 100 years old. He should be easy for your youth to get away from."
"He's been practicing, apparently."
"Why were you trying to cross the wall, Son?"
"I may have to ask you the same thing, Father."
The two men peered at each other.
