Dogs Come To Play
I had to admit, I was so nervous about the date I was going on, but I was excited at the same time since the last date I had was with a psycho. He led me outside and when we turned the corner I found something that I had not seen since I was a kid.
"We are taking that?" I asked pointing to the car; it was a beautiful car.
"Of course we are," he said as I stared at him with wide eyes. "Do you know what this is?"
"Are you kidding? This is a 900 big block, twin turbo, supercharged, 5 inch raise, with 30 inch rims. Black acrylic paint, purple flames, and a big spoiler. The Big Boss 1600! Where did you get this?"
Jon looked at me with a twinkle in his eyes, "My father bought it a long time ago and we fixed it up together. I'm surprised you know so much about this car."
"I've read a lot about it when reading still existed," I said smiling as I stroked the car like it was a kitten. "I've been into cars for as long as I could remember and to see something so legendary in front of me makes me speechless."
"Well if you would like to get in we can go on our date," Jon said as my eyes grew twice as large as he was holding the keys.
"We're riding in this?" I asked.
"Yes we are," Jon said sliding into the car as I followed suit. The inside of this car was gorgeous; the seats were black leather with purple pinstripes, the dashboard was tricked out with purple and black speakers, the seats were high grade racing seats, the car had a titanium alloy roll cage, and it was a 9 speed. Everything about this car was classic and amazing. He turned on the ignition and the sound it made was like pure silence; the hardly made a sound until he stepped on the gas and revved the engine and it roared like a lion. "Ready?"
"Hell yea!" I said smiling and we sped off the dirt path. We drove for a half hour until we parked across the street from an exclusive club; the club was outlined in neon pink lights, a blinking dancing women was on the roof attracting people, a bouncer was checking ID's and another bouncer was patting everyone down. Jon got out, opened my door, and helped me out of the car. I stepped out and suddenly got excited once I heard the pumping heart pounding music coming from the club. We stood in line, got patted down, got our ID's checked and went inside to find out this club looked familiar.
"Welcome to Club 369," Jon said as we went over to the bar and ordered a drink. As I observed everyone grinding and dancing, something caught my eye; there were men in suits in every corner of the club and they looked like secret service.
I leaned in to Jon and asked, "Why are there men in suits here?" Jon looked around the club and sighed.
"Shit," Jon said, but before Jon could react and leave a man came over to him and blocked him from leaving.
"Jonathan," he said in a thick accent. "What brings you here?"
"No reason," Jon answered as I saw sweat pouring from his forehead.
"Who are you?" I asked as Jon tried to get me to stay quiet.
"My name is Macai," he said bowing his head, "and who are you?" Before I could answer, he sniffed the air and his eyes glowed red. "You're the ultimate power."
"And you're an Alpha," I answered crossing my arms. "So I'm going to guess that these security measures you're taking with these armed men is because you are here with your pack and you are the leader."
"And this is my territory," Macai stated.
Jon got into his face and said, "I'm sorry but you are sadly mistaken. The accord was broken so that makes this my territory."
"The accord is still in effect," Jon stated, until Macai pulled out an official form and gave it to Jon who read it over and stormed out of the club. I followed him to a back alley behind the club where he was freaking out and yelling. I went up to him and tried to calm him down. "The accord was broken by my father a hundred years ago."
He gave me the document and I read it over. "This is not your father's signature."
"What?" Jon asked as Macai came out of a back door to the club.
"I memorized and analyzed your father's signature and this is not it." I took my hand and waved it over the paper (I had seen it in a movie) and incredibly, it revealed the true signature underneath the mask. "The Dictator signed this."
"He isn't allowed to," Macai said.
"That's why he signed your father's name," I told Jon. "If your father was the original one that started to accord, there may be a few reasons why he faked his name. One reason is that your father owes something to The Dictator; reason two, your father didn't live up to a bargain and The Dictator took matters into his own hands, or the third reason which is my guess, The Dictator wants to start a war. I have no clue what this accord was about, but now that this has happened this could plunge everything into chaos."
"You are in wolf territory," Macai said looking around. "You need to leave." Jon went to bring the car around as Macai grabbed my arm and refused to let go; suddenly I was swept into a vision of terrifying vampires killing thousands of wolves. When Jon called my name I snapped out of the trance and Macai was gone.
"What did he show you?" Jon asked.
"Nothing good," I said, "the wolves are in trouble."
