Descendants of the Starnik
Chapter 4: New Moves
"I hate you." Jonah grumbled as he shook himself dry and free of the…he dared not think what was in there. He swears he could smell fish though, really bad fish! He reeked, and he glared at Aquila the entire time he was now trying to dry himself off who only sat to the side giggling and laughing away at him. This was a love hate relationship they had, but in the end they were always going to be friends, not matter what they came across.
"The audience loved it." She stifled another giggled. "We should do this…"
"Never!" He snapped and interrupting her. "Do you even know what was in there?!"
"Nope, that's not for me to decide." She couldn't contain her laughter anymore. He growled quietly and stormed outside the back entrance in a paddy. "Oh Jonah, come on, it was funny!" Aquila giggled again and following after him.
"For you anyway! I'm not a part of the circus!"
"Neither are the audience at most times, yet we use them plenty of times." She followed the retching scent he left behind all the way through and passed the trailers and caravans to a patch of wild lavender bushes. Here she found him rolling around in them on his back and side, trying ever so hard to be rid of the horrid smell. "I just feel sorry for Henry now; he's got to put up with it."
"Just tell me how to get this smell off!" He exclaimed and whining in agony as he squirmed and writhed in the lavender.
"Just take a long shower." She laughed. "It'll wash right out after a while." He stopped, flopped out and groaned loudly. "I hate you…so much." He laughed and cried at the same time.
"You love me for it." She teased. "Come on; let's get you home so you can wash. Don't want you stinking out the tent now do we?" She grinned and turned around, perfect. He grinned himself and jumped to his paws, and while her back was turned, he leapt at her, tackling her and pinning her to the ground. "Eww, Jonah, get off! You stink!"
"Now you do too!" He replied and keeping her pinned. Suddenly, she grunted and arched her back, he was blown away, literally, as one of her domed blasts erupted out of her body and he soared off her, into the air a couple of feet and then back to the ground. He landed with a thud and a groan, a good bruise he was going to be left with on his side later on he pictured.
"Great, now I stink!" She exclaimed and smelling her back and sides. "I hate you Jonah!"
"You love me for it." He smirked. She was going to retaliate to that, when quickly she realised what he as talking about, he used the same words as her. She was left wit her mouth hanging open, trying to think of a comeback. She never came up with one. So instead, she had to resort to violence. She sprung up to her paws; quickly Jonah did the same and started running with all his might away from her.
"I'm going to kill you Jonah!" She screamed as she charged after him and he ran away towards the place he really needed to be right now, home!
He didn't think she would, he thought he'd lose her by the end of the park, but no, she chased him all the way home. She had her reasons as well, she was hoping she could use their shower; the one in the trailer wasn't exactly great now. Still, her main reason was to catch Jonah which she was going to do at some point. They weaved around people, narrowly avoiding colliding with many. He tried to lose her via veering through the alleys, but she was always able to smell him out with now issues. It soon turned into a game of tag around the city. Whenever he lost her, she smelt him out and found him again. They took a rather long way home, a more scenic route. The apartment was pretty much opposite the San Francisco memorial, but they ran north through the Richmond District, all the way up to the Presidio of town where Jonah was able to lose her for a few moment a couple of times, then east to south bay, then along the coast to the memorial and then finally to the apartment.
Of course people stared at the as they ran, after all, was it violence or something? Where they just playing around? Nobody knew, so how were they supposed to take it? Jonah had some distance between him and Aquila, he ran to the door, after he climbed the stairs outside, jumped up and pressed his paw against the plate for it to scan and let him in. It was a long procedure. "Come on, come on!" He muttered to himself, watched the light scan his pad and looking constantly to his left and waiting to see her running towards him. That moment came sooner then he hoped, and suddenly she veered around the corner. The door beeped and unlocked, so quickly he pushed it open and dashed inside to shut it again. Sadly, she was right on the other side and pushing against him.
"Not so fast boy!" She groaned as they pushed against each other. He fought her, the door never moving as they pushed against each other.
"Jonah?" Henry shouted from the living room. "Is everything ok?" He gave up this never ending battle and let go, letting Aquila win and fall through the door. Jonah began his run again as she picked herself up, and now the game continued into the home. He jumped onto the couch, running along it with her right behind him. Henry was sat n the couch beside it, sadly, in their way, so they clambered over him. "Hey. Take it easy guys!" He laughed as they clambered over him, once again, sadly giving him a nose full of that smell. Aquila jumped and tackled her friend, bringing them both to the ground and beginning a new fighting game. Henry, still trying to figure out what had happened, now had to wonder what that smell was. Never had he smelt it before and it made him retch at first. "Ok, Jonah, what have I told you about playing in the sewers?" He cupped his paw over his mouth.
"It wasn't me!" He exclaimed as he pushed Aquila way and picked himself up. "It was her! She pushed me into something at her show."
"And he now makes me smell of it!" Aquila added with a laugh.
"For goodness sakes guys." He shook he head and clambered off the chair he was on. "Both of you, take a shower while I open some windows."
"Shotgun!" Aquila shouted and making for the corridor before Jonah had time to react. "Ladies first!"
"Just don't take long." Jonah whined and laying down on the floor, not wanting to let the furniture smell like he was. By now, Henry had pushed open all the windows he could reach in this "made for humans" apartment, there were many he couldn't reach. "Sorry about all this, I didn't want this to happen."
"Don't worry; it's not the most horrific thing I've smelt on you." He winked as he climbed back onto his chair. Jonah blushed heavily.
"Come on, I thought we agreed never to bring that up again."
"I'm going to remember it for ever, the day my favourite nephew came home smelling of mating." He chuckled.
"Yeah, I'm your only nephew Uncle."
"Just…stay there for the time being, you stink."
Meanwhile, at this exact time and date, across in Salt Lake City, new plans were being made. It was now no secret that one of the great leaders of the old organizations one hundred years ago had been resurrected. How, he didn't share, but Sam was back, that's all he cared about. He thought hell was tough, try waking up back to a world where everything is exactly how your nightmares are like. Wolves walking around happily with humans, living in their towns, working on stores and other places, living as humans! It was his own personal hell once again. Still, nothing is lost. Admittedly, and even thought he failed, he was the only leader of the Ditori that was able to outsmart the Starnik several times, able to come up with plans to fool them, and develop a way to be rid of their powers. But sadly, that serum was lost with the rest of everything they had. Either, as he remembers, at the bottom of the seas or amongst the rubble of where they hid in plain sight.
But now he was given a second chance, all thanks to one stupid wolf, and none better then a descendant of the Starnik, whom of which was lying in a pool of his own blood. Perfect, but then again, not so perfect, still, he now had a plan. He wanted revenge; he wanted what he had wanted for many years before he died. To paint the earth's crust in Starnik blood, and by the looks of the wolf he killed, they were now dumber then ever. He had gotten rid of the only wolf strong enough to send him back with a few words, nothing could stop him now. Scott and his friends were gone now, that much he was certain of thanks to the help of these people, so now he could eliminate the rest of them. But how many of them were there? How quickly have they bred and spread across the country. Where even were they all?
He leaned over a table, studying a map of the USA, trying to still understand the fact things aren't how he left the world in. He had been pointed out to multiple COWEL safe-houses, and many town wolves liked to settle. Still, it enraged him to know where they were now. Behind him, the leaders of the group stood, talking quietly to themselves. Could they trust him? Sure, they could use his help, but could they trust a man who already failed and walked in on their group and started calling all the shots. "Let's just give him a try." The man whispered. "He could be of great use to us."
"We can't exactly kill him if this doesn't work can it?" The woman snapped back quietly. "He needs to go, he can't stay."
"Just…give him a chance, alright?" She growled to herself under her breath while she nodded. Then together, they approached him. The woman however, took a far more dominant way of walking and grabbed his shoulder to turn him around.
"Look, I don't know what you plan on doing here and with us. All we want is your help o get this done." She said sternly. "Once that's over, you leave and don't come back. You already failed once, we don't accept failure here." With her threat over, she turned around and walked away towards another group.
"What was that all about?" Sam asked to the man beside him.
"She's just stressed, don't worry about her, she'll come around." He shrugged. Sam understood, and the two men looked back over the map.
"I was resurrected here." He pointed to the map, above Idaho and the location of the temple. "It was where the Starnik once lived and it's were one of them brought me back."
"They're still alive?" The man questioned. "That's not possible."
"Not one of them, one of their descendants." Sam replied. "He's now out of the picture, but his voice was young, so surly his family couldn't have been far away."
"Why are you so bent on finding them?"
"They took everything from me, including my life. I want to see to it that they get what I got."
"So hell?" He then wondered. Sam looked at him out the corner of his eye. "What's it like?" He smiled. Why was he smiling?
"Hot." He answered with a loud exhale and looking back to the map. "Here was a place they once stayed, North of Vancouver." He pointed to the area at the very top of the map. "I know it's been a while, but if it's still operational then they might have friends over there or at least information of their whereabouts."
"You've been gone a hundred years." The woman said as she came up behind him again, a slightly calmer expression on her face. "Things have changed; places that they might have been won't know anything about the Starnik or their families." She crossed her arms, unimpressed that this guy new so little.
"Then you can help him." The man added. Instantly, the woman's face instantly widened and dropped.
"What?" She asked back.
"You can find them." He said again.
"Who are you people exactly?" Sam asked, trying to get some things straight.
"My name is Nathan, this is my girlfriend Evelyn." He answered. "Sam, Evelyn here would be honoured to help you."
"Really?" She scoffed. "What makes you think that? Want to tell him more of my secrets?"
"Sure." He said. He tutted and dropped her hands to her sides, annoyed that he was doing this, yet she expected it, he always did things like this. It was one of the many things that made him attractive. "Evelyn here is our resident supernatural." He answered.
"Really?" Sam questioned curiously with a slight grin. "Tell me, what can you do?" Evelyn eyed her boyfriend menacingly, annoyed at him.
"I'm a tracker." She answered after a moment. "Give me something that belongs to the one you want to find and I can find them anywhere in the world." He was sensing she wanted to say something else.
"But…?" He asked.
"But…sometimes it doesn't work." She admitted. "I can't always find them or get an exact lock on where they might be. I can't do it without something that belongs to them or a part of them. So fur, hair, something like that. There are a lot of complications to this."
"I'll say." Sam muttered. "But this is good, we have one way now."
"You say you want to make us great like your organisation was." She then added. "How?" He cracked a grin.
"I know a few places."
As mid-day approached fast, Jonah stepped out of the shower, shaking dry before he did of course, all before he stepped back out and into the living room. Aquila was licking down her fur, drying it faster and brushing down the parts that stuck up. She wasn't one of perfect fur, but she didn't like a complete scruffy look either. Henry was out on the balcony, taking in the sunny rays and heat and looking over the park right behind their home and the memorial a little further onward. It was a nice view, the sea, the memorial, the park; it was a nice place to live. San Francisco was one of the best places for wolves to be to be honest. There were many areas were nature roamed. "Jonah, it's not polite to stare." She giggled.
"I wasn't." He chuckled. "How can you accuse me of staring when I wasn't even looking at you?"
"Then what were you looking at?" She teased. He caught onto this and just shook his head as he walked passed and outside. He reached up and placed his forepaws on the balcony to get a better look rather then through the glass. "We've seriously got to take a vacation." He said.
"Really? Why's that?" Henry pondered.
"Think about it, when was the last time you went out of the city?" Henry had a good thought, eventually coming to his conclusion. "Exactly, too long ago." His loving uncle laughed quietly, pushed his glasses off his nose and jumped up next to him.
"Why would we need a vacation?" He asked back. "Never, not when we have the sea right there, the park just down there and a view that goes on for ever." The apartments were built on a hill, so the side with the front door was only around fifteen feet off the floor. This side, it slanted quickly, bringing them up higher to around double that. It was a stupid place the build a set of them to be honest. Yet it provided a lovely view.
"There's no beach for starts." Jonah quickly added. "There's no real woodland other then the park." It was then that an idea struck him. "We should just leave one day, go out for a walk in some forest, get lost and spend a night in a den and then keep going until we find out way out again." This made his uncle laugh.
"So much like you're mother." He nudged him with his side. "Always so adventurous." Aquila then hopped up beside her friend.
"I'd be up for that." She added. "I hardly ever leave the circus other then to see you guys when we come here. I don't think I've ever seen the inside of a forest in over three years."
"We're five years old." Jonah smiled. "We've got plenty of time."
"You kids maybe, I'm eleven, I've got six years at best." Henry added.
"Well then we'd better hurry, I'm not going without you Henry." She snapped. Then something caught his attention.
"Where are the feathers? I'm surprised you're not wearing them." He asked.
"They're in my trailer. A safe place before the show started. I told you I'd take good care of them." She reassured.
"Good, I'm glad you're taking good care of them."
"They're beautiful; I still can't believe you've given them to me."
"Like I said, I'm not having children anytime soon, and being the only young girl I know I thought it would be best for you to have them."
"What about Jonah though?" She questioned. "What about when he gets married and has kids."
"I don't need to get married." He laughed. "I've got everything I need right here, I've got my uncle and my best friend right beside me, I don't need anything else."
"We think of you as family here Aquila, and what do we do with our family? We…"
"…Look out for each other." All three of them finished.
So Sam is a man with a plan, what's he going to do to complete his plan? He wants revenge on the Starnik, so what best then to go after their powerless relatives! Jonah is in danger, so is Henry, will they find out before or not until it's too late?!
Another note guys, if you're getting bored, it's because i'm trying to add as many things as i can to try and make more chapters and therefore make a longer story. Just letting you know. :D If you can, leave a review, not only because i like to read them, but also because i'd like to know I've still got you're interest in this. It would just make my day. Until next time. :D