Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Wolf Lake; however, I wish I did.
Summary: The Clan must unify in order to defeat Lupus, an ancient enemy from the old world. Will the Three and the White Wolven be able to save their pack?
AN: Sorry for the delay. Here is Chapter 5. Enjoy!!!!
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The sun was warm and blinding. He shielded his eyes and moaned, as he shook away the sedated sleep. Sitting up, John stretched his arms, muscles complained as their flexibility returned. With a big yawn, he opened his eyes to discover that he was lying on the ground in the middle of the woods. John slowly got up and took in his surroundings. All around him the woods were awake with birds, squirrels, and other creatures, the morning dew gently clinging to the leaves. Looking to his left, John saw a sweat lodge, overlooking the landscape. Making his way to the sweat lodge, he sensed another someone approaching. Using his Wolven senses, he scanned the area looking for the intruder. When he turned back to face the lodge, a black wolf with inverted twin crescent moons on its forehand was sitting on its hind legs. Staring at the wolf, a sudden shift in the air occurred. The wolf before him changed into a man; he stood gracefully, muscles bunched giving way to a warrior's honed body. The man's eyes were brown with a hint of amber speck around the iris, jet-black hair, and chiseled features.
"Who are you?" John demanded. Where is Ruby?"
The man continued to stare, his eyes surveying him. He walked towards John; eyes bore into John's as if searching for something. He raised his hands to John's chest and pressed them to his flesh. Suddenly, John felt a burning sensation; the man's hands glowed it seared the flesh. He tried to remove the hand from his chest but the heat burned his hands. Refusing to cry out in pain, he gritted his teeth, and stared coldly at the man. Then, a cooling breeze caressed his skin, looking down the stranger's hands were glowing blue. Stepping back the stranger went and sat underneath the tree. Looking and touching his chest, John saw to distinct symbols: on was three moon crescents inverted, the other he couldn't tell what it was. The stranger sat Indian-style with his eyes closed.
"Hey! What is this?" John asked. "What do these symbols mean?"
Frustrated with the man's silence, he grabbed the man by his forearms. The stranger reacted by side-kicking him and throwing his against the tree. Stunned, john looked at the man again, this time his eyes were feral. Sensing the aggression, John's wolf rose to the surface for a fight. Both combatants circled each other, each waiting for the other to strike first. The stranger extended his claws and stroke John's side; both men fought for supremacy. Without shifting they caused enough damaged to each other. With a final strike, John was on top ready to snap the man's neck. His breath ragged, he looked at the man, slowly he back away and stood.
"No, I won't kill you. I want answers," he said.
"Well done, " replied the stranger. "You showed mercy when you could have killed me. You are worthy."
"Worthy? Worthy of what?" he questioned.
"Be to the Warrior of the Goddess, like those before us. To defend her children," answered the man.
"Chosen? Like you?" he asked slowly.
"Yes, like father, like son. We are the sons of the Goddess, the balance to The Three and White Wolven," he explained.
"The Three? And why did you say father? Who are you?" he demanded.
"You know who I am. You've always known. When you look in the mirror, you see us together. We have sat in the woods and played-man and wolf. John, my son, you are needed here. It is time to know the truth and take your rightful place in the Pack. You must join The Three and fight for our survival, or die, including Ruby," he explained.
"What have you done with Ruby?" John growled.
"Nothing, she sleeps as you take this vision quest. Your heritage passed from me to you, my son," he said somberly.
"You're my father? No, he is dead," he insisted.
"He was your adopted father, a man of great honor. I died before I could see you grow into the man you are. But I've always been there guiding you," his father said. "John, step into the sweat lodge and learn the truth of who you are," his father said.
Whoever this man claims to be, he is sincere. He looked towards the lodge and saw the smoke rising. One thing that John knew was that his Indian heritage was curious to see the visions. Walking past his "father" he entered the lodge. Inside there was a fire, its heat cloaked the air, making it hard to breath. To the far wall there was a bench and on top a ceremonial cup. He sat down and drank; he stared into the fire, the flames danced steadily, as ceremonial drums beat in the background. The heat cloaked his senses and slowly revealed it's secrets-his truth.
It was a whirlwind of scenes, blending in to each other. When he found himself standing in front of a cabin in the woods. He turned to see a car approaching up the driveway. A petite woman jumped out of the car and ran towards the cabin. The front door opened and a man stood kin the entryway. Going closer, he saw the man gather the woman in his arms and hug her. Two other women stood behind the man, smiling and chattering happily with the woman.
They moved from the living room in the den. Three cots, decorated in baby motifs, laid twin girls and a baby boy; playing at he foot of the cots was a two-year-old girl. As she played, she guarded the babies like a mother wolf. Seeing the woman who entered, the girl rushed into her arms for hugs and kisses. The adults sat, talked, and laughed with each other. The babies had awaken from their naps and everyone went outside, the man called to one of the women, "Regina, come on lets go for a run," he laughed. They shed their human skins for the wolf to reign supreme. They ran through the woods their joy and laughter filled the air. The other two women sat and watched with the children, when the wolves returned and nuzzle the children.
The scene changed once again; however, things were not as joyous as the previous scene. The man ushered his wife into the cabin, his eyes glowing and scanning the area, a low and dangerous growl rumbled in his throat. His body tense as it readied itself for battle. The woman in far room bundled their children and pushed them through a secret door. Turning back she ran towards the front of the house to fight along her husband. They fought bitterly, wounding and killing as many as possible, but to no avail. The woman was the first to go down, the man rushed to his wife's side and gathered her close. But changing into human form, left open for a final attack; the leader of the assault tore into his back and again in the front. With their prey immobile the leader went for one final strike. The door flew open and the two women sent the enemy hurtling through the window. Regina went outside and shielded the area from further attacks. Marie knelt beside their brother, when Regina came inside she saw Marie's eyes and knew that death had claimed their brother and his wife.
"Marie, the children!" Regina exclaimed. They raced into the far room, but the children weren't there.
"Regina, the passage," said Marie. Touching the wall, they stepped inside. Regina located their scent: "They are fine, frighten, but they are okay," she sighed.
Marie replied, "We need to get to them."
"Yes," Regina said, "but we need to cleanse the area. Sherman is here; Cy and John will be safe underneath the She-Wolf statue."
John saw Regina, Sherman, and Marie cleansed the area, bury the bodies, and remove all evidence. They went through the tunnel and found the children. There they decide that they must separate the children. It would be risky to let anyone know who they are and who Marie was. The dark-haired girl went with Marie crying; the baby with Sherman who would take him to Seattle, and Regina would perform the Memory charm on her daughters.
The sad image changed into a multitude of scenes. Regina running through the darken woods, a hooded figure pushing her down and killing her. Marie lying in Matt's arms, her blood soaking the ground. Others fighting, wounded, dying, claws and teeth striking the enemy, until the ground was saturated with bloods. Children played and laughed, teens got in the change, and adults keeping a watchful eye. More scenes continued to play before John, until he found himself back inside the lodge staring at the fire.
He rushed outside; the man looked at him with a worried expression and said, "Hurry! She is slowly dying. They want to weaken her; if she dies The Lupus win. Save her, my daughter, your sister," he pleaded.
The scene began to blur; the hut, his father, and woods disappeared. He shot awake in the bed and found the spot next to him empty. The door opened and in came Ruby. "Good morning, break---. What's wrong John?" she asked. He stared into her gray eyes, her wolf rising ready to defend what was hers.
He whispered, "Cyane."
Ruby looked at him stunned. How did he know about Cyane? "John, who are you talking about?" He continued to stare at her. In his eyes, she saw the wildness, his wolf strong and rising. She felt him tense, his senses sharpening to the sounds outside.
"Let's go! Ruby, I need you to contact Cyane. Don't ask! I just know that she needs our help. Also, I don't know how but Sophia Donner needs to meet us their," he said urgently.
Barely, outside of the house, he shifted into an obsidian mountain black wolf. If Ruby had been in front of him, she would have seen the Triple Crescent on his forehead. She tried to communicate with him, but he was blocking her concentrating on getting to Cyane's location. She tried to link with Cy, but their private mental link was wavering, John was right Cy is in danger.
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Sophia dropped her brush and ran outside. Linking with Ruby she saw the path that she was taking to get to Cyane's. Since, Cy told her not to shift, she raised her wolf for speed and ran to Cy's house. She felt the Tricheadra slowly warming, its power enhancing her Wolven senses. She tried to contact Cy, but the link was weak, almost deteriorating. She ran faster, to her right Ruby and another wolf were running towards the house. Reaching the door, she turned the knob and was hit by a sudden wave of power, but the sight that greeted them was awful.
She lay on the ground, her hair fanned underneath her. Cyane's body was covered in scratched, blood congealed over several wounds; her left shoulder was torn. The black wolf walked towards Cy's inert body.
"Hey!" Sophia exclaimed. But the surprised she got left her speechless; the Triple Crescent of the wolf's forehead began to glow, as the wolf shifted into human form. The wolf was John!
"Sophia, look for aquamarine, apache tear, and lepidolite. Then, place the stones around her," he ordered. Sophia looked at Ruby stunned. "Sophia hurry!" he exclaimed.
Going to Cy's bedroom she found the stones. Good thing that she been doing some research with the books Cy had given her. Placing the stones around Cy, she noticed that Cy's breaths were becoming shallower.
"Now what?" Ruby asked.
John looked at Ruby and Sophia and sensed their disbelief, but they were willing to save this woman---his sister.
"Uhm, okay. Sophia stand behind the aquamarine stone. Ruby, you go behind the lepidolite; I'll stand behind the Apache Tear. Place your hand on the Tricheadra, close your eyes and concentrate," he explained.
"But you don't have a Tricheadra," Sophia reminded him.
He said, "I don't know how but my link will be in another form. Ready?"
Nodding their heads in acknowledgment, they did what John has told them. John closed his eyes and placed his hand on the Triple Crescent. The symbol began to radiant warmth; in his mind he sought the link with Sophia and Ruby. His link with Ruby was pink; Sophia's was orange. Together they concentrated on activating the stones. The stones began to glow, each emitting energy. When the stones connected, it created an energy field around Cyane. The energy washed over her body, penetrated the wounds that marked her body. Her wounds were healed, strength, and flexibility returned to her body. The energy created by the stones cleansed any residue to dark magic surrounding her. The stones began to vibrate as their energy gave way. The field was lowered and before them Cyane awaken.
Ruby knelt before her and hugged her, while Sophia got a blanket. John picked her up and carried her to the couch.
"Are you alright?" Sophia asked.
"Yes, I'm fine, just tired," she answered.
Cyane continued to stare at John. She had left the link form between them, but she also knew that he was not going to let her peak into his mind. But it wasn't necessary; she felt the confusion and anger radiant through him while the others were oblivious. He was the first to speak: "Welcome back, sister," he said.
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AN2: Sorry that it has taken me so long to update, but at least it was months, not a year. I have been very busy with college and transferring and working on my major that the story got away from me. I want to thank those that have emailed me to see if I was going to continue, I appreciate it and happy that you like the story. Since I'm on Spring Break I wanted to update; however, the second part needs to be tweaked so I don't know when I'll post it. As always I'll try to explain the magical aspect of the story: the stones have different properties. Aquamarine is for healing; lepidolite is for physical strength; apache tear is for protection. The color for the links like John/Ruby pink means love; John/Sophia orange means friendship. Let me know what you think.
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~Whitewolf02