Running with wolves 9

The next morning seemed to come quickly. I awoke myself with a yawn. I turned myself over. I had somehow, painlessly turned myself on my belly. I blinked several times adjusting to the sunlight peeking through the windows and would've smiled seeing another sunset, but after what I remember, I frowned instead.

I saw Fiskerton slumped over Komodo, who was in his lap, in his waiting room like chair. He mumbled something in his sleep that sounded remotely like 'what a stinky dragon'. He must've smelled Komodo because his face seemed to be implanted in the green dragon's belly. Komodo shifted on his lap and Fisk moved his head so it was on one side.

Komodo flicked his tail, which now happened to be near Fiskerton's nose and the gorilla cat sucked in a breath, then another, and then one final one before he sneezed everywhere. I smiled a half smile and he noticed I was awake.

'Gmood morming,' Fiskerton mumbled. My pitiful half smile disappeared and I replied, "Sure." It was a bittersweet answer.

Zak peeked his head in. He was already dressed.

"Hey you're awake. How'd you sleep?"

"Fine I guess, I'm still kind of tired." Right on 'tired' I broke into a yawn and I stretched out my good arm.

"That was an interesting night, last night, I'm sorry about the uh whole thing."

"It wasn't your fault," I sniffled, feeling emotional now. I really had no tears left.

"I know, but still."

"I hear taking" Drew piped from the door. She came in and saved me from further conversation. She plopped Zak's breakfast in his lap on a tray and gently handed me mine. I took the tray and surveyed the food, checking for any sign of poison in case Drew had a now different opinion than before. I sniffed it slightly and caught Zak's eye.

"It's not poisoned," he laughed. I had to smile at this. These were the only people I could trust and I was here sniffing for poison. Wow. We both kind of snickered at this. He picked up a piece of bacon and downed it. Komodo waddled over and sniffed Zak's plate, begging for a piece of food.

"No komodo it's my breakfast, yours is in the kitchen." Komodo frowned and Zak sighed. "Go." Komodo huffed and started his way out but turned invisible and came and stole a piece of bacon off of Zak's plate. Zak face palmed, showing the dragon disapproval, but smiled, remembering I was here, and knew he was trying to cheer me up.

I started on the breakfast and slowly, (trying to maintain manners as a werewolf). I first ate the biscuit, and then the grits. Best for last, I ate the bacon; trying very hard not to devour the plate it was on with it. I finished it up and then downed the water I had been given with it. By this time Zak had long finished eating.

"For a werewolf you sure are a slow eater."

"No, I'm just determined to prove Epsilon wrong. I really just wanted to devour the whole plate."

Zak laughed and got up.

"Ok."

"What?" He started making his way out.

"I'm SERIOUS!"

He laughed. For a moment he stood outside the door before peeking back in to make sure I knew he was still there. He laughed at my pose. My arms were crossed and I had a pretend menacing scowl on my face. Then I lightened up. Forgetting the past wouldn't be hard with Zak. I only needed to dwell on the present. I couldn't undo anything in the past.

"I'll be right back." I nodded and he left. I waited for a while clearing my un-recent memories. I needed the more recent ones to help me keep my own in the world. In moments I had a clear mind, and could no longer dwell on the unpleasant past I'd had, loosing my parents and all. I waited patiently for Zak to come back but nothing came so I finished my breakfast a little quicker than the previous pace. Zak returned about 20 minutes later with a satchel slung over his shoulder.

"So, that took you long enough."

"Hey, I was getting something for you."

"And what would that be?" I asked leaning forward slightly careful not to disturb my wounds too greatly. Zak sat on the bed and plopped the satchel down beside him.

"This. We thought if you were going to survive you'd need some stuff first. We packed, in all 2 weapons, neither of them are amazingly super, but you have claws and fangs too so… yeah… One is like a sharpened boomerang. It slices through hard stuff with ease, but soft stuff, like flesh? Maybe a cut or so, but that's it. Then I have this whip thing also. I guess you could use it to whip things as a defense or tie things up or whatever." I nodded examining the two weapons.

"I think I can manage without a Boomerang, and that one the Whip. Yo did not half to prepare a little kit thing for me. We don't know how long I'll even be around... as in alive." Zak smiled a little when I named the weapons and then continued on.

"We also put an mobile video pone in there in case you needed to get in contact with us at anytime during a mission or if you get lost or something during training."
"Wait… Training?"

"Well, we figured if you were going to stay here, you might as well train with us as well. Plus, you're safer here than on your own. With Epsilon you've tried your luck long enough alone. He was about to easily catch you when we showed up!"

"More like kill but that makes sense, and if I am going to stay here, then I might as well. If it is alright with you and you're family, because me being here will put you in Epsilon's way and I can see that getting dangerous."

"Epsilon? Pft. Please, we've fought him so many times, it's true he's hard to beat, but he wouldn't dare mortally harm one of us."

"How can you be sure? If you were a werewolf he would."

"Well, yeah, but my time for that kind of stuff is over, being kur and all. It went away when Argost, our deceased enemy stole them from me, but he already had anti kurs powers so he exploded."

"Fascinating story."

"Sure. Anyway, what were we talking about before the training stuff?" I blinked at him and racked my brain to remember what we were talking about only moments before. My mind was still in the forgetful mode.

"Uh… umm… the bag." I pointed.

"Ok, it has a couple of bandages, bottle of water, a whistle…" He sorted through the items and placed them on the bed after he had shown me.

"…And a umm… Swiss army knife." He pulled out the last item and I put out my hand to hold the Swiss knife. He dropped it in my palm. It was cold and metal, but I warmed up to it quickly. I threw it up and down a few times, before realizing my arm started feeling heavy. Most of the pain had added away but the actual injury was still there. I put it next to the other stuff that could help me survive if I needed it in some emergency.

Some of the stuff I zoomed out on was a small blanket for warmth (That's why I have fur) and some kind of homing collar/ necklace. Most of the stuff I could do without but it seemed pretty cool. I was still a bit confused why they were doing all this for me any way.

"Oh wait! I have one more thing!" Out from behind his back I saw a red bow appear, which I hadn't seen come in. He had started slowly only revealing the bow and then yanked out the extra item into my sight.

At first I was a little surprised and confused but then I realized the object in front of my face was a dog bone.

"Here ya go doggie." I glared at him, but gave him a surprising answer as I lightened the glare.

"Thank you! It is beautiful!" I said loudly and genuinely. Zak looked at me shocked as I pretended to gnaw on it. Without actually touching it. Then I continued my glare. I lightened it again when Komodo came waddling through the door begging for the bone, I gave it to him untouched and sat down contently on the ground beside me chewing on his bone.

I smiled at him. Then I looked back up at Zak. He laughed and then I let a chuckle escape myself. Zak was ok for someone who studies monsters for a living, or for someone that was recently rid of a power inside him that was truly evil.