The Legends: The Scrolls of the Black Catkin

Part 12

Blain Moreno smiled evilly to himself. Those stupid Daybreakers didn't suspect a thing. He shook the image in his hands a bit to make sure the link was still there. The image wavered a bit and settled down once more. Little did those Circle Daybreak fools realize he had seen them in that cafe. He didn't have to be there, in person, he just used some human fool as his eyes.

So, they were going to look for the grave of Jasper Katteken aka The Black Catkin, the infamous secret agent who chose to help Daybreak, but never joined them. He had decided this would bring him one step closer to unlocking the ultimate power of The Six. All he needed was for his cronies to bring back the black witch cat charm and ring that where in the possession of Katteken's foolish half-breed daughters, and he would be able to locate the next part of the prophecy.

Suddenly the image in his hand glowed, breaking him out of his thoughts. A young face with sharp features and long red hair swirling around it like fire appeared, frowning slightly. "Sir," the young red head in the image said nonchalantly, "I've located the black witch cat charm." The red head smiled sadistically, held up one of its long thin hands, and poured what looked liked black dust onto the ground. "Unfortunately, three of our men failed to retrieve it," the red head said with mock sadness in her voice, before smiling sadistically again "but as you can see, I dealt with them."

"Good work, Miss Celosia" Blain said, returning the red head's sadistic smile with one of his own, "Your father would have been proud of you."

"Thank you, sir" the red head said nonchalantly, "What are my instructions, now?"

"Why, get the black witch cat charm," Blain answered, smiling evilly once more, "and kill everyone in that vile vermin burial ground."


Calder stared at the girl in front of him. She was very beautiful and had the same poise any shapeshifter would have. Her long rusty brown hair flew about her head slightly with the breeze, gently kissing the milky soft skin of her face, and her eyes burned with fierce brightness, making the warm coffee colour of them seem extremely inviting. In all, she looked like a warrior princess from times of old. Too bad she's working for the other side, he thought to himself.

He was so busy staring at the girl that he didn't notice her right hand slowly reaching out to grab the ring from him until the last second. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" he started to say, as he grabbed her wrist, "You can't just..." He was going to say "You can't just take the ring like that", but had been stopped by the feeling of sparks running up and down his arm, and all through him.

Now everything was different, but somehow it felt right to him. A tranquil blue haze danced in front of Calder's eyes, making him feel like he wanted it to be there forever. Soon the blue haze cleared up a bit and he found himself standing near a wooden pier jutting out onto the most beautiful lake he'd seen in his whole life.

Then he started to hear the yelping. A group of young boys were gathered round what seemed to be a small creature of some sort, kicking it over and over again, ignoring its cries of pain. Although Calder was famed for being one of the Night World's deadly assassins, he couldn't stand to see the poor creature suffering any longer. But before he could go and give the boys a piece of his mind, two small figures ran past.

When he looked closer, Calder noticed the two small figures were actually two small girls. Both of them had light brown hair and looked about 6 or 7 years old. They both wore matching short dungarees, pale pink t-shirts, and white and pink trainers. In fact, they looked so identical they could've been twins. The only thing that wasn't identical about them was that one had slightly redder hair and wore her hair in messy plaits, while the other had normal light goldy brown hair and wore it tied back in a perfect little pony tail that bounced about the top of her small head as she ran.

Suddenly Pigtails jumped on one of the unsuspecting boys and started punching and kicking him and pulling out chunks of his hair at the same time. "LET IT GO!" she yelled, loud enough to be heard 5 miles away, "LET IT GO! LET IT GO! LET IT GO!" At the same time, Ponytail went up to one of the other boys and began twisting his arm. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" the boy gasped in pain, "Let go of my arm, you little freak!!!"

"Could someone get this monster child of me!?!" yelled the boy who Pigtails was attacking, "C'mon guys, they're just little gir...AAAAAH!!!... little girls!"

But instead of doing anything to help their two friends, the other boys began to back away. "No way, man!" said one of the boys, worry beginning to show on his face, "Them girls aren't human!"

"Yeah," another boy agreed, "My da was out drinking wiv his friends, an he saw them girls' da change into a hawk!!!"

"Your da was probably drunk out of his mind, Billy!" muttered the boy who Ponytail had attacked, as he rubbed his arm, "It's obvious that he would see some guy turn into a hawk, wiv all that alcohol in his head!"

But instead of reacting to the insult thrown at him, Billy ran off the other direction, along with the other boys who'd been backing away from the twin's attack. "HEY!" yelled Pigtails' victim, "COME BACK HERE! WHAT ARE YA GUYS YELLA?!" Then he turned to the other boy who was still there.

"Hey Abe," he said to the other boy, wincing as Pigtails pulled another chunk of his hair, "You'll help me, won't ya?" Before he could answer, the other boy doubled over in pain, as Ponytail elbowed him hard in the stomach.

"Sorry man," he gasped, as he began to back away, as well, "but I'm not staying here, to be attacked by this kid, freak or no freak." And with that he ran

off after the others.

Now there was only one boy left. "Are you going to quietly?" said Ponytail, her voice slightly squeaky, but strangely bossy at the same time, "Or do we have to show you what it feels like being kicked stupid, like you an yer friends were doing to that small creature?"

"You twins, don't scare me" the boy said arrogantly, "You're just a pair of squeaky voiced freaks wiv bunches!" Then without warning, Pigtails pulled another chunk of the boy's hair, making him yell in pain.

"My sister asked you to go quietly." she said, her small voice full of quiet anger, "An don't call us freaks or we'll set the real monsters on you!"

The boy looked at both of the girls, worry showing on his face. To Calder, he looked like he thought he could take on both of the little girls, but at the same time was wondering what Pigtails had meant by the real monsters. "Fine," the boy said, throwing Pigtails off his back, "I'm leaving. You freaks can have the mutt. Yas belong to each other." And with that, he stormed off after the rest of his friends.

"Enjoying yer little snoop around my mind?"

Calder looked to his right and saw the young shape shifter princess staring at him. Even against the beauty of the surrounding she was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. "That's you and your sister," he said to her, nodding in the direction of the two little girls who were now mothering the little creature they'd just rescued, "isn't it?"

"Yeah Einstein," the girl replied, "that's me, my sister, and a puppy we both rescued. Are you going to ask me anymore dumb questions, or are you going to tell me what the heck yer doing in my mind?"

Calder looked back at the twins mothering the small animal, near the pier. Sure enough the small creature they were cooing and mothering over was a small German Shepherd puppy with odd looking ears. One of the puppy's ears was pricked up, while the other ear flopped down and was slightly ragged at the edge, but it didn't take away the fact the little squirt was cuter than a puppy on a soppy greetings card.

"Um, excuse me," the young shape shifter princess said crossly, interrupting Calder's thoughts, "I just asked you a question, idiot! What are you doing in my mind?"

Instead of reacting to being insulted, Calder just stared at the girl like she was strange. "It's simple." he laughed, ignoring the girl's death stares directed straight at him, "We're soulmates."