I still don't own anything. This is the sequel to my story Lycanthrope. It takes place ten years after the last chapter of Lycanthrope.

Lycanthrope 2: The Prophecy

Chapter Two: Under Control

"So you found them?"

"Yes," Bob said.

"Why aren't they here?" the elder vampire asked.

"They are temporarily indisposed," Bob said.

"Meaning they drank themselves into unconsciousness," Angel whispered.

"Don't say that so loud," Bob said quietly.

"We can ill afford to wait Robert," the elder vampire said.

"I'm aware of that Carl," Bob said. "They will be here for the next meeting."

"Good," one of the other creatures said.

"Very good," Carl said. "There is someone I want them to meet."

"Who?" Bob asked.

"Her." Bob turned and stared at the woman standing next to the door that led from the meeting room to the entryway. She was young looking with shoulder length brown hair and an ankle length black leather trench coat. "Her name is Mana Kirishima."

"Why do you want her to meet the my pack?" Bob asked.

"She will be aiding your pack," Carl answered. "This is bigger then any single species. I believe I said something to that extent already."

"And you don't trust lycans," Bob added simply.

"Old hatreds die hard," Carl admitted.

"Yuki is going to skin you alive when she finds out that you are going to allow a vampire to work with them," Angel whispered.

"I have a plan," Bob whispered back.

"Does it involve begging for you life?" Angel asked.

"And that bottle of scotch behind the bookshelf."

"She might actually allow you to live."

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"So what's the story behind the three mutts?" Mana asked as she stared at the pictures.

"I would rather you be watch your language around the lycan elder," Carl said calmly.

"Sorry sir," Mana said. "So what's the story behind the three lycans that the lycan elder is bringing in?"

"They stopped the Third Impact from occurring ten years ago," Craven explained.

"I already knew that," Mana said. "I meant who are they? I'm supposed to be working with them and I know nothing about them."

"Well I believe there is a single word that can describe all three of them," Craven said.

"And that is?" Mana asked.

"Psychopaths," Craven said. He opened a manila folder and dumped three smaller folders out. "Robert gave me these files from the lycan databases."

"Those mutts can use computers?" Mana asked as she took the folder on top.

"Mana," Carl said warningly.

"Sorry." Mana flipped the folder open and stared at the picture. 'Damn he's cute.'

"That's Shinji Fenrir," Craven explained. "Robert is his sire."

"How old is he?" Mana asked.

"Twenty six," Craven answered.

"I thought lycans couldn't sire new lycans after a certain age," Mana said.

"They can," Carl said. "There are just certain problems with the sanity of the new lycans."

"That would explain this guy's psych reports," Craven said. "Scary stuff. The man is a complete and total sociopath. He has no feelings of regret, remorse, anything like that."

"Scary," Mana agreed. She picked up the next folder. "I like her hair."

"That's Yuki Fenrir," Craven said. "She is Shinji's mate of ten years. Before she joined the Fenrir pack she was a member of the Garrison pack."

"That sounds familiar," Mana said.

"The Garrison pack was slaughtered by vampires," Carl explained.

"That would explain her hobby," Craven said.

"Hobby?"

"She enjoys crucifying vampires and showing them their final sunrise," Craven said as he handed Mana the final folder. "Absolutely charming."

"I love her hair," Mana said as she stared at the last lycan. "Does she dye it?"

"No," Craven said. "It's natural. That's Asuka Fenrir. Through means unknown Shinji is her sire."

"What do you mean by 'through means unknown'?" Mana asked. "If a lycan has a sire then they have to have been bitten."

"She wasn't bitten," Craven said.

"Then how. . ." Mana began.

"Through means unknown," Craven said slowly. "Get it?"

"Got it," Mana said. "Any suggestions for working with these mutts?"

"Don't be yourself," Craven suggested.

"Keep your foot out of your mouth," Carl added. "You may just survive."

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"Shit." Shinji rubbed his temples and sat up. "Where the hell am I?" Memories of the previous day's events came back to him and he groaned in annoyance.

"Is something wrong?"

"Nope," Shinji said. "Everything's wonderful."

"That's nice." It took Shinji nearly a minute to figure out that the other voice wasn't coming from inside his head. It took a full minute for him to realize what that meant. He looked around and spotted a blurry figure sitting on the couch.

"You look really familiar."

"Really?" the blur asked calmly. It was a woman's voice. 'A really nice woman's voice,' Shinji thought as he stood up slowly.

"My head."

"You drank too much last night," the blur said.

"I was celebrating," Shinji said defensively as he sat heavily in one of the easy chairs scattered around Bob's living room.

"Is that really a reason to poison your body and your mind?" the blur asked. Shinji leaned back in his chair, determined to ignore the annoying blur. Finally his head stopped pounding and he opened his eyes.

"Rei?" The young blue haired woman smiled.

"Hello Shinji."

"What are you doing here?" Shinji asked.

"I am not sure," Rei confessed. "Bardiel asked me to come here. Do you know what's happening?"

"SEELE is trying to start Third Impact again," Shinji said. "Bob dragged us into this in hopes that our past experiences would help us."

"Why would you need me?" Rei asked. "I am not a killer like you, Bardiel, or Pilot Sohryu."

"But you have all of your marbles," Shinji said.

"What does a child's toy have to do with fighting SEELE?" Rei asked.

"Not a thing." The door opened and Shinji watched as Bob and Angel walked in.

"You're up."

"No I'm sleeping with my eyes open," Shinji growled. "Where is everyone else?"

"Asuka and Yuki are sleeping behind the couch and you're using Bardiel as a footrest," Angel said. "We need to talk to you while they're out."

"What about?" Shinji asked as he used his foot to shove Bardiel away from his easy chair so that he could recline.

"The elders all want to meet you," Bob said. "And we'd like you to ask Asuka and Yuki to stay here."

"Why?" Shinji asked.

"Because it's for the best," Bob said.

"Why?" Shinji asked.

"Just trust us," Bob said.

"Why?"

"Because!"

"Why?"

"Because!"

"Why?"

"Children!" Shinji stared at Angel in awe.

"I forgot you could do that," Bob said. He looked about as shaken as Shinji felt.

"Just take my word on this," Angel growled.

"Yes ma'am."

"Should I go?"

"Jesus Christ!" Shinji watched as Bob whipped around with enough force to knock himself off balance. "When did you get here?"

"I arrived shortly before you did," Rei answered.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're creepy?" Bob asked.

"Yes," Rei said. "And they failed to explain what they meant by it."

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"Hey Shinji!" Shinji turned and saw Bob walking towards him.

"Hey Pops," Shinji said as he licked the blood from one of his claws.

"Did you just eat?" Bob asked. Shinji's head tilted to the side and he licked another claw. "Stupid question."

"I wouldn't expect anything more from you," Shinji said. "Do you need something, or are you just following me around to find the best hunting grounds?"

"I need to talk to you," Bob explained.

"What about?" Shinji asked as he finished cleaning his claws and straightened his blood stained clothes.

"There's something different," Bob said suddenly. "Your hair!"

"My hair?" Shinji asked. He shook his head rapidly and sent blood flying from his tangled mane.

"No," Bob said in annoyance. "Your hair changed color."

"Oh," Shinji said. "This?" he asked as he tugged at a streak of fiery red hair in his bangs.

"How many colors do you have in your hair?" Bob asked.

"Just three," Shinji said. "I usually dye this streak, but the last time the store only had temporary dye. The rain must have washed it out."

"How did it get there?"

"Asuka."

"Asuka dyed your hair?" Bob paused as he noticed the look on Shinji's face. "Wrong guess?"

"Yeah," Shinji said. "What can I say? Asuka became a lycan and I became a partial red head."

"No wonder you've become such an asshole."

"Watch it."

"Sorry," Bob said quickly. "Why didn't you dye the blue?"

"I got the blue hair from a celestial being," Shinji answered simply. "It won't dye."

"Alrighy them," Bob said "About the meeting tonight. . ."

"Alright," Shinji said. "What do I need to know?"

"There are vampires there," Bob said.

"Cool. I'll bring my Dirty Harry gun. . ."

"We're not going to kill them," Bob said. "Do you really have a Smith and Wesson Model 29?"

"Yeah," Shinji said. "I just carry my Python because it's smaller and easier to carry."

"What kinds of rounds?" Bob asked.

"A new type of garlic filled hollow point," Shinji said.

"New?" Bob asked.

"There's liquid inside instead of simply powder," Shinji explained. "When the slug expands it discharges the fluid inside the target. It circulates much faster then the powder and there is no chance of removing it."

"Where did you get them?" Bob asked.

"From a friend," Shinji said simply.

"Let's get going," Bob said.

"Where?" Shinji asked. "The meeting isn't for another couple of hours."

"Just somewhere to find someone to eat," Bob said.

"I just ate."

"You're young," Bob said dismissively. "With your appetite you could eat a dozen people."

"That's a lie," Shinji said. "I tried."

"How far did you get?" Bob asked.

"Eight."

"Why?"

"Because Yuki bet me I couldn't eat twelve people."

"What did she win?" Bob glanced at Shinji and noticed the crimson stain on his cheeks. "Are you blushing or is that blood?"

"It's blood," Shinji said quickly. "I'm not blushing!"

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"He's going to be late," Mana said as she looked at the clock on the entry room's wall.

"The lycan elder?" Craven asked as he straightened his gray suit's jacket.

"Yeah."

"Doesn't matter," Craven said. "His mate is already here. She can take his place until he arrives."

"You look like an accountant."

"Thank you," Craven said simply.

"It wasn't a compliment," Mana said in annoyance. The front door opened and she turned to see the lycan elder walk in supporting another man.

"Help?" Craven hurried forward and helped the elder lower the other man onto one of the couches along the entry room's walls.

"What's wrong with him?" Craven asked as he checked the other man's pulse.

"Nothing," the elder said quickly. "He's just fine."

"He appears to be under the influence," Craven pressed.

"It's for the best," the elder said as he stood up and dusted off his jacket. "Uh. . .just don't take your eyes off of him. If he starts to regain consciousness then just. . .pray," he paused in his hurried ramblings and looked at the clock on the wall. "Don't worry," he said with a nervous smile. "You'll be fine. Just. . .keep on your toes." He turned on his heel and walked into the meeting room.

"That was rather ominous," Craven said as he said as he sat in one of the chairs.

"Yeah," Mana said as she dropped heavily into the seat next to the man.

"Mana!"

"What?" Mana asked. "He's out of it."

"That's Shinji Fenrir," Craven said.

"He's Shinji Fenrir?" Mana asked. "He doesn't look so tough. What's that smell?"

"It's him," Craven said. "It smells like he bathed in blood."

"If he has bathed at all," Mana said as she played with his matted tri colored hair.

"Mana!"

"What?" she asked in annoyance. "Hey look at that."

"What?" Craven asked.

"Look at these tattoos," Mana said as she tugged up the sleeve of the man's leather jacket.

"He's going to wake up and kill you," Craven said.

"He's not going to wake up," Mana said as she tugged at the thick hair on his chin. "He looks like a hobo."

"The elders want to see you now." Mana looked up and frowned at the new man.

"Hey look! It's Mike, the elder's go for!"

"Shut up," the man growled. "Hey! Wake up!"

"Just because the elders picked you to be their bitch doesn't make you the better person," Mana growled as she stood up.

"Wake the fuck up!" Mana winced as Mike kicked Shinji's boot. Suddenly the young lycan's eyes snapped open and locked onto Mike.

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"They should be here shortly." Bob winced as someone in the other room screamed. He turned and watched as the doors burst open as a dark shape flew into the room. 'Oh God I hope that's not a vampire.' Bob winced as another person in a brown leather jacket stormed through the door.

"Shinji?"

"Yes?"

"Go to your happy place."

"Oh I'm going there," Shinji said as his eyes took on a maniacal gleam. He grabbed the downed figure and let his claws extend. "Trust me on that.'

"Shinji." Bob winced as Angel spoke. "Put him down." Shinji dropped the man and straightened up.

"Sorry."

"I thought you said he was under control," Angel hissed.

"That guy must not have been as stoned as he looked," Bob said with a shrug. "My bad."

"You got him high?" Angel demanded.

"You said to keep him under control!" Bob yelled. "He was out cold for a good four hours!"

"I don't know them," Shinji added to the other elders.

"Is he alive?" Bob turned and saw the two vampires walking through the ruined door.

"He's fine," Shinji said dismissively.

"Are you sure?" Mana asked.

"Trust me. I've been inflicting pain and death for quite some time," Shinji said. "Who are you?"

"I'm Mana Kirishima," Mana said. "My team and I are going to be working with you and your pack."

"Oh," Shinji said as he scratched his unkempt beard. "You're explaining this to Yuki."

"She's your mate," Bob argued.

"Is she really that bad?" one of the elders asked.

"She's my mate," Shinji said simply. "You know. . .short leash."

"Ah." Bob noticed with some interest that those members of the elders that could be classified as male all seemed to understand.

-End

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-Author's notes. First off I would like to state that An Assassin's Memories is on hold. It's not canceled, but it kind of lost momentum. Well it did or I did. Probably the second. I also want to get some work done on Infantry, but don't hold your breath. Sorry if I'm slacking off, but I have two good reasons. The first is that I have a job. The second one is that I have a girlfriend, my first really steady relationship. Yeah for me!