His hair was the way it naturally was. His hair was naturally long and a very dark brown, with a natural kink. He'd changed into the second set of clothes he had.

"I don't know what to do…" He ran the water in the sink and dipped his wounded hand under the water. One Tip and Two Tips were busy all night, trying to locate the missing tablet and the weapon belonging to Apollo's father.

"Apollo!!" The sound of Two Tips sliced the silence. "Hurry up! Got your info!"
"Door's open!" He yelped as the water began to sting. "Where is it?!"
"Delta One Black Dracowolf Base." She helped wrap his hand up.

"I'm gonna get shot before I get within a mile of the place." Apollo growled.

"We've got faith in you. I'm afraid that that's all I can do." She handed him a box. "Here's how we're gonna stay in contact." The box had been opened before. "There's one for you, for your new friend Molly, for your detective friend and for Simon, he's one smart cookie."

Apollo removed the headset and she demonstrated how it worked. Apollo clipped it to his ear, the good news was it would still stay in his ear as a wolf.

-x-x-

He'd gotten in, by attacking a guard and stealing his uniform but still, he was in. He'd found the tablet, a simple piece of stone the size of a small dog. He'd found a pole of some description with a carving from an old language on it. Snatching both sounded the alarm and Apollo fled.

He'd discarded the uniform as the semi conscious guard came to. Suddenly there were hundreds of guards, most in human form, some as dogs going after him.

"Apollo! What's going on?" One Tip's voice rang through the headset.

"Being chased by hundreds of guards! Help!!" Soon there were many white wolves, one to every three black wolves. After attacking a few most fled. "Thanks One, that was a good save." Apollo shook the pole. "Did I grab the right thing?"
"Yup, that's it all right."

"So…uh…how is this a weapon? How does it work?"
"I'm not sure…shake it?" Apollo shook the weird object and nothing happened.

"Hm…" He felt a strange rumbling sensation as he moved his hands closer together, as if the strange weapon was reacting to something on his other hand. "It's shaking when I move it to my other hand."

"Hm…" human One Tip pressed Apollo's palms together around it. "It could be your blood, your father told me only a red wolf could use it."

Apollo felt a jolt of pain as he removed the bandage and pressed his bloody hand against the wood. Suddenly, two pointed tips spouted on either end of the pole, each side extending so the whole staff like weapon was almost as high as Apollo. It began to glow red, this soon subsided and as Apollo flicked his wrist the pole reverted back to its original form.

"Sweet weapon." Apollo flicked it back out, doing a few moves with it.
"Give it here." Sensing the white wolf was holding it, the staff refused to budge from the pole it was. "See." As soon as Apollo took it back it began to glow again and the blades came back out.

"I'll contact you if I need something." Apollo placed the pole under his shirt, it just about fit.

-x-x-

He'd purchased a black jacket from a shop near to the precinct, now wearing a black top and blue jeans and not having spiky hair, he wasn't going to be obvious to anyone.

"Can I see detective Skye?" He asked in a deeper voice than his normal one.

"Sir, she's currently busy, may I ask what you want her for?" The man asked, eying the boy in suspicion.

"I'm a friend…" He mumbled.

"Hm…you look a lot like that Justice kid, the one who's run off for three days." Don't rub it in jerk! Apollo mentally growled.

"May I see her?"

"Go ahead. I'm getting someone to watch you." Apollo ignored and walked ahead.

"Come in!" Ema called.

"Ema…" Apollo made sure the door was firmly shut.

"Do I…know you?"
"Of course you do." Apollo made his voice return to normal.

"Apollo?" She tilted her head to see the attorney she was familiar with, it was his eyes, his captivating eyes that told her he was indeed the boy she fancied. "Apollo!" She ran up and grabbed him tight. "I…I have so many questions!"

"I don't exactly have time to answer them…" He was only being honest. "Well…I guess I could answer a few…if you'll answer my question first." He pushed her back gently, as if afraid of prolonged contact.

"O-okay."

"Where's Molly?"

"Oh…" She felt her heart sink, could she be losing Apollo to the charms of the older woman who was admittedly very sexy.

"Is something wrong Ema?" He could sense disappointment in her voice.

"No…it's nothing. She's staying in the hotel across the road." She put on a fake smile, which she knew Apollo wouldn't buy.

"Something's bothering you, c'mon spill." He urged.

"I'm fine!" She hit him playfully on the arm.

"I'm gonna make you tell me." He circled around from the door to behind her back. "Or should I just guess." He whispered in her ear, sending chills down her spine.

"Stop it." She leaned back against him. "Please." He didn't want to read her mind, although he could and he knew she wouldn't tell. He put his hands on her sides to stop her pushing him back into the desk.

"Shit! I can hear Trucy!" He barked. "If she's here then her dad probably won't be too far behind."

"What's up?" She felt the moment crumble.

"You have to hide me Ema, make sure they don't know I'm here. I'll tell you everything you want after."

"Everything?" She wanted confirmation.

"Yes, everything."

"Get under my desk, quick." He did as he was told. Ema took her place back in her chair and swung her legs under there too.

"Ow! H-hey!" He whined.

"Oops, sorry." She whispered.

"Ema!" Trucy was in tears. "Y-y-you h-have to h-help." She was breathing rapidly, almost hyperventilating.

"Hey! C'mon calm down." Ema growled, struggling to understand the teenager. "Here." She grudgingly held out her precious snackoo bag. "Now calm down." She instructed in a calmer manner.

"S-sorry. Have you seen Polly?"
"No I'm sorry." She replied solemnly.

"D-daddy threw him out last night!" Now Ema was shocked, kicking Apollo hard. He wanted to scream but sucked in enough air to hold his breath.

"Why?"
"I don't know but now daddy wants to kill Polly!" She began crying again.

"Where is he?" Apollo was right, Phoenix wasn't far behind. "I know you're hiding him Ema."
"Excuse me!?" Ema growled. "And why would you think that!?"
"I know you. You don't see the evil inside of him just because you wanna screw him every day!"

"What!?" Now Ema was really peeved. What the hell's the matter with you Wright!? Apollo wanted to leap out now. "Mr Wright! Get out!" Ema ordered.

"See what I mean!" He drew a kitchen knife from under his jacket. "Tell me where he is…" He pointed the knife at her.

"I-I really don't know." She faltered.

"If I find out you are hiding him…" He threatened before throwing the knife down on the desk and grabbing Trucy.

"Ema, are you ok." He held on to her knees and pushed his head out from under the desk. She just sobbed.

"That was so out of character!" She cried. "What about Trucy? Will she be ok?"
"He would never hurt her." He looked to the floor as he sat on her desk opposite her. "That's sort of why he threw me out."

"Huh?"
"I don't hunt or eat people. Mr Wright doesn't understand that and he's sure I will eat Trucy." He was so ashamed of what was happening to him.
"I guess you need a place to stay huh?" Apollo responded with a nod. "Well…you're welcome to stay with me, there's plenty of room since my sister moved out."

-x-x-

He was eternally grateful to Ema, letting him clean himself up and stay with her for the night. She wasn't sure what she had gotten herself into, although to be honest Apollo wasn't too sure either. He slid his boxers onto his now clean body and wrapped the towel around his waist.

"Feel better?" She shuffled.

"…Thanks…" He smiled.

"It's nothing…really." She looked him over, he was more rugged, this made him more attractive to her. "You need to tell me what you are, what's going on…everything."

That evening, Apollo sat with Ema, trying his best to explain everything. He hadn't realised that she'd shuffled closer to him.

I'm not losing you to Molly… She thought as he continued his story.

You don't know what you're letting yourself in for…but I'll look after you…you're the only human left who believes in me… Apollo was spurred by a determination to look after her.

"Every black Dracowolf in this city is after me, many humans too…I may have to leave again to keep them away from you and the other people I care about." She didn't want him to leave again.

"Please don't leave me again…" He could feel her cool tears against his skin.

"You could always…come with me."