Get of Fenris
Part Eleven: The Lord Ultimate




"Finally managed to get here." The Tylon president, Alica spoke with an exasperated voice as she crawled from the vent in the WOC president's office. "Even in Suchid form, that place is so stuffy."

She walked up to the file cabinet and opened the drawer, looking inside. It was a registry of all possible zoanthropes in the world, she looked through each one until she saw one that she KNEW didn't belong there. Picking it up, Alica read the dossier on a boy named Yokomura Tasuke. She noticed on the dossier that Tasuke has weird DNA codings, and they shift codings a lot more than even normal. Alica tucked the folder in her sack and looked into all other foldiers, none really got her attention... except one.

"Crawford, Bradley T." She opened it up and read it, turning out it was a dossier over 80 pages long! "Merciful Gaea, who is this guy?" She looked at his picture but for some reason, she didn't recognize him at all. All she remembered seeing was a cloaked figure. "Affiliations: Shadow Lords (Garou), Marauders (Mage) and is said to have possible ties with the Japanese Yakuza in America and Japan and the Italian Mafia in America. This whole big section of stuff must be a list of all his powers." Alica looked at it closely and she was right. All 80 pages were a list of known powers he's displayed in the past. "...it's possible he's displayed more..." She came to that conclusion quickly, then read further. "Hello. What's this? 'There is one spell that Brad is said to have in his repertoire of spells called The Lord Ultimate. There is a huge difficulty proving he has this powerful spell because he refuses to comment on it once it is mentioned and when it was finally cast at one point in Earth's history, there were no survivors to recreate the account. I cannot.... nix that... will not say if he actually has this devastating spell, but Lord have mercy on us all if he does have it and decides to cast it.'"

She heard something shifting behind her, Alica aimed her gun at the shadows and looked around. In the darkness of the office, lightning flashed outside, followed by a loud crack of thunder. Alica eased her finger away from the trigger and turned back to the dossier, reading it further. "Father: Unknown. Mother: Unknown. Birthdate: Unknown. Birthplace: Unknown. Siblings: Unknown. Relatives: Unknown. Alias: Unknown. Everything about him is unknown, except his name and nationality... which is American."

There was a meowing behind her, Alica turned around to see a black cat on the shelf, looking at her. Easing up on her gun, she went back to the dossier when she realized... "Yugo is allergic to cats." She aimed her gun at the cat and opened fire, the cat took the shots and fell to the ground with a thud. Alica stuffed the large dossier in her satchel and rushed for the vents. The cat got up from the ground as if the bullets didn't hurt it at all and followed her. They slid down the vent system to a single-digit floor, Alica made haste for the door. But as she arrived to it, it slammed in her face, causing her to fly backward. Aiming her gun all around her, she wasn't aware of the danger she just threw herself into. The gun crushed itself in her hand, causing Alica to yelp in pain and throw it into the ground. She held her hand and looked around, when the black cat jumped in one of the office chairs, causing it to turn around fast. When it turned to face Alica, it was Brad... without the cloak, wearing his psionicist's tiara and midnight blue and silver mage robes. Alica recognized the Grand Klaive at his side.

"Y-you..."

"....you have something of mine." Brad extended his hand to her satchel, it ripped from her side and into his hand. He pulled his large dossier from it and tossed it back to her. He flipped through the pages and then closed it. "You know better than to snoop in the affairs of mages."

"M-mages? You're a mixture of Mage and Garou."

"Looks are deceiving." Brad got up and walked for the door, an icy chill of despair hit the Mokolè like icy hammers. Brad didn't turn toward her however, instead he gave a sly grin. "If you want blackmail material on me... I can give it right back. No 'true' child of Gaea would be caught dead associating themselves with a Defiler Lich...."

"...how do you know about him?"

"That.... is a secret." Brad left her in the dim-lit office.



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Yugo placed flowers on the gravestone and looked at it as the rain fell on his head. He turned toward Fang, who was by his side the entire time. Fang wasn't looking at the gravestone at all, he was looking away. He looked angry though, which made Yugo a little unnerved. The WOC president took his young lover by the hand and escorted him out of the cemetery. The anger subsided, Fang turned toward the taller man, then they kissed, admiring each other's eyes.

"You're so pretty." Yugo smiled, his hand slid delicately on Fang's cheek, causing Fang to smile also.

Their moment of bliss was interupted by the sound of revving engines, Fang spotted in the corner of his eyes, two silver and red Yakuza Stingers spying on them. He looked up at Yugo and frowned. "We need to leave.... now!"

"Why?"

"Stingers!" They ran into the forest, the Stingers zipped toward them. The Yaks turned around, looking at the dimly lit forest, they turned toward each other and zipped off to the sides, making themselves hidden from view. Fang and Yugo saw the Yakuzas leaving, they managed to climb out of the bushes and head toward the motorcycle. Getting on, Yugo saw in his handle-mirror the cold hard truth. "Shit...!!" He turned around as the Stingers ripped toward them.

"Stingers!" Fang shouted, then wrapped his arms around Yugo. The motorcycle shot off, giving the Stingers a chase. The Yakuzas revved off after them, they were hot on their tail. Yugo turned the corner, wrong way on a one-way street, the Stingers passed the road and vanished from view. Yugo pulled off to the side and looked back.

"They stopped following." Fang sighed, breathing a sigh of relief.

"That's a great thing too." Yugo frowned, then turned his attention to the four-way a few blocks away.

"Yugo?"

The Stingers rounded the corner and flew toward them, Yugo yelled and drove the motorcycle as fast as he could down the right way of the one-way. The Stingers chased them as far as they could until they reached the WOC neighborhood. They stopped, allowing Yugo and Fang to make their getaway. They took off in the opposite direction as the two drove into the parkway. Taking off their helment, the two wolves looked back to see if they followed.

"What's going on!?" A security guard ran down as fast as he could.

"Yakuza Stingers were chasing us again!" Fang yelled in anger and fright.

"Should we call the cops?!"

"No." Yugo began, standing up. "I'll call Tanaka myself." He walked to the elevator.


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"Basara..."

Standing in the bathtub, holding a towel to his package, Basara turned his head to face the door. His long white locks of silky hair stuck to his opposite shoulder. His beautiful blue eyes focused on the dimming light of the bathroom. Brad walked into the bathroom slowly, the only thing he was wearing was a pair of black pants.

"Brad..." Basara giggled, and stepped out of the bathtub slowly.

They hugged each other, Brad kissed Basara's cheek lovingly. The lovers kissed each other again, Brad's hand on Basara waist.

"Your body looks so elegant in the moonlight." Brad spoke softly as the twilight outside peeked into the thin windows of the bathroom.

"Thank-you." Basara smiled beautifully, hugging Brad tightly.

"I love you."

Basara rested his head on Brad's chest, listening to Brad's heart beat and his lungs breathing. He looked up at his lover and smiled. "I love you too."

"You're shivering." Brad grabbed a large towel from the rack and wrapped it around Basara to warm him up. Then scooping him up into his arms, he carried the beauty to the bedroom and lied him down.

"Oh Brad." Basara's slender hands slid on Brad's muscular arm and smiled sweetly.

"Yes?"

"My clothes were in the bathroom."

"I'm sorry." Brad stood up to leave for the bathroom.

"It's okay." Basara giggled and rested his head on the pillows. "I'm not angry."

Brad giggled and kissed Basara deeply, his arms around his lover.




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