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Those Who Hunt the Night… (Project Twilight Game 1 – 2, crossover with The Return)

On July 13, 2010, at the FBI headquarters in Los Angeles, Max Shearman was under orders to form a team to investigate and incident that happened just off the coast of Santa Cruz. Working under the Special Affairs Department or SAD for short, the team was intended to investigate paranormal or supernatural events in the America and abroad.

Max assembled a team consisting of: Connor “Eagle” Whitmore, a veteran SAD agent, Nathan “Mask” Gibbons, an NSA agent and infiltration expert, Mark “Firewall” Stillwall, a hacker conscripted in to the SAD after encountering vampires, Michael “Mr. Green” Jones, a rookie cop with a gang-related past, Thomas “Boy Scout” Quinn, a detective avoiding a psych review after encountering a werewolf, Ryan “Genome” Murphy, a biologist and geneticist looking into supernatural physiology, and Izabelle “Fixer” Lenor, an amnesiac NSA cleaner.

The team was assembled to look into the reappearance of a cruise ship named the Queen Zenobia. The ship had disappeared nearly five years earlier and was presumed lost at sea. The only hail came as a lethargic and disturbing call from the communications officer.

Each of the members of the team were chosen for their respective talents and Eagle was made team leader due to experience and rank. They headed out to the beach area that had been roped off from the public.

At the beach, strange blobs of flesh were showing up on the shoreline. They appeared to most closely resemble leeches. Genome investigated a corpse as the others checked the shore for any evidence. As they did, Boy Scout was attacked by one of the creatures that was merely faking death. They dispatched of it and Genome looked more closely at the corpses on the beach.

It took several hours, but Genome was able to determine that the genetic code of the creature had been altered by means of a mutagenic retrovirus the likes of which he had never seen. Further, the bodies on the shore were at least 95.6% human. Tired of waiting, Eagle took the team on a motorboat and headed into the ship.

In the ship, they found other mutated creatures roaming the ship that they were forced to put down as they worked their way up and down the levels. Here they found a CIA agent named Rachel Sinclair that had lost her partner Renard. They were also sent into the ship to investigate the event. Taking Rachel along, they made their way to the communications room. Here they found a massive mutated creature with a lamprey like mouth for a head, a practically lifeless human body dangling from it. The human body mumbled speech, but was not conscious and was clearly the communications officer.

Fixer managed to get behind it and the team assault the creature simultaneously, killing it for good. Here, they found a man hiding in the locker of the communications room. His name was Bryan Emmerich, a nuclear physicist who was paid to man the nuclear reactor that had been retrofitted into the Queen Zenobia.

When asked why they would do something like this, he said the people responsible, calling themselves only the Organization, needed it to power the lab at the bottom of the ship. Eagle had Bryan take them down to the lab with a key card they found on the dead body of the mutated communications officer.

In the lab, the team found evidence of experimentation with viruses and using the blood from vampires to create the mutagen. Inside a massive tank nearby there was a red liquid, obviously the bulk load of the virus.

As they investigated the area, they could hear gunfire distantly. Mask went investigating and he traced it to an area outside the lab. He ran into Renard the CIA agent, but held him hostage, not knowing who he was. He was brought before the rest of the team that were about to leave before they ran into a man named Jack Norman. He had injected himself with an enormous load of the virus and had sustained a gunshot from Renard before collapsing. Jack went on about stopping the Organization for their betrayal before passing out. Renard then showed them where an antidote was being made and logs of how someone had sabotaged the ship, leaking the virus out.

Eagle asked if the antidote could cure Jack, but Renard believed that the amount he injected could not be cured. Eagle summarily executed him before he could transform. With all of the information they had, Eagle called back to Shearman and had them bring in the ship, their first mission a success.

5 years later…

Eagle awoke to find himself disoriented. He checked around his house to find that somehow five years had passed with him having no memory of it. He looked into his files and found that all of his cases had been taken care of and nothing was out of place.

Confused, Eagle called up Firewall and Boy Scout, who both of them had experienced the same phenomenon. Neither of them could find anything out of place at their homes so Eagle gathered them together. The three of them attempted to look into anything out of the ordinary in their lives, but none could come up with a concrete conclusion. Firewall believed it was the Nosferatu due to his paranoia of them and Eagle did not discount this idea.

A couple hours passed before Eagle received a phone call about coming into work. The team went in to the usual meeting room. There, Shearman sat with a semi-familiar face. They recognized Bryan Emmerich from the ship. He had to be constripted into the SAD due to his sensitive knowledge. He was being placed on the team due to the absence of Mask, Genome, and Fixer who were taking care of other business related to their fields. Boy Scout asked what his call sign was and Bryan retorted “A-Bomb”.

At first, the team sat as Shearman went over pending cases, each member trying to discern what they might have missed. As they did, the team gradually noticed a commotion in the halls. Apparently, as Boy Scout found out from his mentor, the director and his strike team had captured three werewolves. Eagle knew this had only happened one other time with his cousin Raoul Duke.

Heading down to what should have been a restricted area, dozens of SAD agents were trying to look into the cells. Eagle finally had the local security agent there tell them to get them away as he was approached by the strike team leader, Brock Rumlow along with his teammate Monster. Apparently, director Jeremiah Rush had viewed their cases and the success rates and determined that Eagle’s team would be the perfect group to interrogate the werewolves. If he had any questions, he was to speak with the director which Eagle promptly did. With that, Rumlow handed Eagle a dossier on all they had about the captives.

Heading up to Rush’s office, he found the one-armed director disheveled and tired. Still, Rush was willing to give him any information that Eagle required. Eagle wanted to know what he wanted to get out of the werewolves and any information he could give that might assist them in their interrogation.

Rush said that he was tired of the simple investigation of supernatural creatures and it was now their duty as the SAD to exterminate them. He was willing to grant Eagle permission to use any enhanced interrogation techniques he preferred, with an emphasis on any. He does not view these creatures as human and therefore not subject to the US Constitution. He, however, isn’t able to give much more information than what is in the dossier.

Heading back down, he gathers his team and makes his way back to the lab. Eagle went over each of the captives: a red wolf with no apparent name with his only contents of a collar and a charm on it, a male named Gavin Quinn who was riddled with scars and only possessed a picture of what appeared to be a twin brother, and a female named Caitlyn Whelan with several tattoos, two bladed weapons, a bag of black powder, and wearing a gold wolf’s head necklace. The two human-looking werewolves had been stripped naked and all three were chained to the wall.

Eagle decided to handle the wolf first and called Duke for some advice on how to handle the situation. Duke could only tell Eagle that like people they are all different and each one will have to be handled differently. On the basis of the wolf one, however, don’t treat it like a common dog. They are intelligent and can understand your language perfectly.

Eagle entered the room with the wolf with Boy Scout as Firewall went to work on dictating and recording the events. Eagle maintained a system of yes/no answers with the wolf and managed to get his name, Scratching Claws. Scratching Claws provided his tribe through body language and markings on the floor. As they did this, an equipment failure happened and the team was forced to use pencil and paper to write down what they were seeing.

Scratching Claws noted that there was a Black Spiral Dancer somewhere nearby, motioning his head upwards. However, he could not tell who. Eagle, in a bid to keep the wolf cooperative, brought him a raw steak from the kitchen that the wolf readily devoured. Eagle was able to determine that the wolf did not like humans in the least and would readily kill any that he could if he was free.

With little more they could get out of the wolf due to a language barrier, they decided to move onto Caitlyn. Eagle tried to stall her out, making her wait almost an entire day in the cold in order to look like her rescuer when he came in and offered her clothes, food, and water. Caitlyn accepted her clothes, but rejected the food and water. Eagle tried to be cordial and bluff her into believing he was there to help, but Caitlyn saw right through him. She still remained polite.

Eagle wanted to know whatever he could from her. Caitlyn gave Eagle as much vague information as she could. She told him about the tribes and that not all werewolves wanted to kill humans. In fact, most werewolves wanted to avoid humans altogether. When asked about the Black Spiral Dancers, she told them that they were enemies of all the other tribes. However, Caitlyn either refused or artfully dodged any questions that would give anything away about her home, friends, or other werewolf locations.

When asked why she killed four men as per her dossier, Caitlyn denied this and said the guy who led the team (Brock) activated some sort of magical device that sapped the life out of the men there and gave him strength. She had been walking outside her area and was tricked into believing that Brock was someone friendly. Before she knew it, Brock had beaten her unconscious. While she traveled they put something on her neck, the gold necklace that Eagle could see. They also injected her with some that prevented her from changing forms.

Eagle grew suspicious now that things weren’t as they seem. Before his loss of time, Thomas Little was the director of SAD and the excuse he heard was “personal business” caused him to have to leave SAD for the time being. Not trusting Rush, but not sure what to do. Eagle went to question Caitlyn again when there was a knock on the door.

Brock was standing at the door and said that the girl would need another injection of the suppressing chemical and was to see “the Doctor.” Eagle adamantly refused and said that he would have to chemical administered as Rush gave him full access to the prisoners. Angry, but unwilling to cause issues, Brock handed the chemical injector to Eagle who then gave it to Boy Scout.

As Boy Scout injected Caitlyn in her leg, she sniffed Boy Scout and realized that he was a werewolf like her whispering it to him and asking why she was doing this. Incredulous and stunned, Boy Scout could not even respond when he heard it. In the meantime, Eagle had Firewall grab a picture of Rush, suspicious of the nature of his director.

Firewall brought the picture to Eagle and he showed it to Caitlyn who identified him as Prescott Solomon, a Black Spiral Dancer. Tearfully, she told them he had engineered a plan that killed her son. He had been devastating her entire Sept. Convinced that things were not as they used to be and not trusting anyone in the building, Eagle had Firewall call in Duke for a favor to get him a helicopter to remove these werewolves from the building, believing no good would come of them if they stayed. However, while Duke was able to make it happen, it would take at least three to four hours to mobilize. They would have to prepare in the meantime.

Because of the wait, Eagle sent Boy Scout and A-Bomb to speak with Gavin Quinn. Gavin toyed with the two interrogators whenever they asked questions. At first, he merely asked for a steak dinner, but when he received it, he did not touch it. Unlike Caitlyn, Gavin was more than willing to reveal intimate details like his past, locations of Septs, and viewpoints on tribes. However, with each question, his requests got increasingly bizarre like asking for a life-size stand-up of John Cena, lacy purple underwear, and $14.63.

As time ticked down, the team devised a plan to let the wolf go as a cover for them while the two human-like werewolves boarded the helicopter with them. They would take them to Duke who would do what he saw fit with them. Explaining the plan to Caitlyn and Scratching Claws who both agreed to it, they were interrupted by Gavin who demanded their attention.

Gavin had told them that the entire capture was a set-up to determine what was going on in the SAD. All of the other Septs in the area had been exterminated and the Garou in the Sept he was staying at were baffled as to how. When Boy Scout asked if Caitlyn was lying about being a werewolf, he replied no, that the entire team was. He noted that none of them bothered to realize that the entire team were orphans?

When asked why they hadn’t changed, that’s why Plan B had been looking into the situation. Plan B was Monster from Brock’s strike team. He had been hiding amongst them to get more evidence. Gavin told them that something had happened to them to prevent them from changing. When the team balked at the idea they would all be gathered together as a sheer impossible coincidence, Gavin said the spirits work in mysterious ways. Of course, this prompted Gavin to give them a quick crash course in the Umbra.

With time running out, Eagle released all of the captives and met with Plan B in the evidence room who gave the Garou back their belongings. He had the ability to disrupt the communication and power at the building, but it would have to be quick as the strike team would soon figure it out. Due to the nature of this ability, Eagle would have to ensure that the helicopter was a far away from Plan B’s location in the power room.

As they decided on a five minute window to attempt this, Eagle returned to see Caitlyn cutting open her hand and extracting green ooze from it. The chemical injected into her was a spiritual toxin and she would need to get it out before leaving.

Hitting their window, the group made their way to the top of the building. As they exited the building, Brock and several agents could be seen on the opposite end near the helicopter. Brock was unaware of the plan to escape so thankfully, he ignored the chopper. Reaching for an object on his neck, he activated and sucked the life force from the agents behind him. He swelled to huge Hulk-like proportions and leapt at the group.

Striking Caitlyn first, he leveled her in one punch, knocking her out. Gavin quickly ran to Caitlyn and used the bag of powder on her, reviving her as the team discharged their guns on Brock with little effect. Scratching Claws leapt onto him tearing a solid chunk from him before being thrown off. Caitlyn used what strength she could and flung her dagger into his shoulder.

Brock yelled in pain and removed the dagger, much of his wounds healing quickly. The team fired again and Scratching Claws tore a massive chunk from him. Firewall assisted Caitlyn to the helicopter grabbing her dagger along the way. Finally, Boy Scout and A-Bomb simultaneously unloaded their pistols into his head at point blank range, killing him.

Boarding the plane, the commander of the plane, Steven Thompson, asked where to go. Gavin quickly threw out that he knows a safe place close to here where they can’t be found. Eagle agreed and they were taken to a forest outside of Los Angeles.

Dropping them off, Eagle gave all the information he had obtained from the captive Garou and told him to get it to Duke. Here, they were greeted by a huge mountain man named Heals-the-Land. He told them that Scratching Claws would be safe to stay here. He along with Plan B, who would be coming later, would be able to help them understand their destiny better. He would have Gavin escort Caitlyn back to her Sept. They were free to stay here and he assured them that no one would be able to find them here. It was time for Eagle’s team to discover their destinies…

Into Caitlyn’s Chimare and Between a Rock and a Hard Place… (Game 13)

We returned to the Sept after Star Screamer gave us the herbs needed to help me enter the Chimare and find my memories. We would do it at night when we slept so Eli took the opportunity to visit Lindsey and make sure she was all right. Jonathon and William went with him while the rest of us returned to the cabin.

Once we arrived at the cabin, we found Crafty, Ryan, Kyle, and Mackie talking to several individuals. I struggled to remember any of them at the time, but I could remember who Kyle and Mackie were. We chose to stay back, listen in, and not interrupt. They talked about how our Sept was weak and now since the caern had been strengthened, the Wyrm would now be alert to our Sept.

The conversation obviously showed they were Garou, but we had never seen them before. The banter went back and forth. One of the Garou named Arne told Crafty they carried the fight alone and with the Wyrm drawing closer, we were a weak link in all of the other Septs. Crafty defended us, telling Arne we had already grown much in the few months we had been there. He said we were doing things the old way and to give us more time.

The words rang hollow with the Garou and they mentioned if the roles were reversed, we would kill them. Kyle defended us saying that isn’t true and he looked ready to fight. One of the Garou named Bruce drew in close to Kyle and began to stare him down. It was obvious the full moon was tonight and tensions were running hot.

Another of the Garou named Hansen said they should just kill us all and be done with it. He motioned towards Kyle while speaking to Ryan about how Kyle is going into Harano. The term was unfamiliar to me, although at the time everything was unfamiliar to me. Our Sept was drawing evil and it would only be a matter of time before something happened.

Mackie spoke up at that moment, blaming the strife on the Silver Fangs and it looked like things were getting out of hand. Crafty managed to get them to leave and Arne agreed as nothing was getting resolved at the moment and they would return to finish us. Kyle once again took this opportunity to defend us and the Sept saying he kill any who tried. Bruce took this as another chance to insult Kyle again. Crafty managed to calm the situation down again and the Garou left without incident.

Kyle began to walk away and Ryan asked if he was ok. He made a sexual comment and then headed into the woods with a smile. With that, we approached the Sept elders and asked what the conversation was. Crafty then told us things were looking bad all around. The Silver Fangs wanted our Sept land for a staging ground for battles. The Sept of the Three Waters support was weakening and they may withdraw if we don’t do something to prove ourselves. In addition, the Sept of the Angry Earth didn’t like us and the only thing stopping them from attacking us was the threat of the Sept of the Silver Fury using it as an opportunity to take them over.

None of our other options looked good either. We could ask the Glass Walker Sept up north, but none of the other Septs trusted them and it would just make us look worse. Mackie said we would have to become aggressive with the Sept of the Three Waters to show them our worth. We would also have to build allies within the Sept to keep the support strong. Ryan then asked if I got my head fixed. I wasn’t, but Bjorn assured him by tomorrow I would be.

Before we left, Bjorn asked in what way we would be aggressive with the Sept of the Three Waters. Mackie said he didn’t know yet, but it would have to be something to prove our worth. Bjorn also asked about Harano. Mackie said it is the only real sickness a Garou gets. It is different for every Garou and they either come out of it or fall. Some warning signs were depression and isolation, which Kyle certainly fit. Still, it was too early to make such a presumption. Crafty asked where Eli was and Bjorn told him he was taking care of some business with Lindsey.

For the rest of the night, John fished for his spirit quest with Cat while Bjorn placed his object for Finneus. With the whole William disaster, the rest of the pack besides myself, worked on finding a way to cover the tracks of William. They realized they would have to create a fake id for him and Bjorn asked if anyone could do it. Surprisingly, Miguel was able to do this. It was the first time he had really spoken up about anything. It took some work , but he was able to make an excellent fake id that changed William’s name to Robert William Thomas. We needed to keep his middle name William since other people had been introduced to him as such. After that, Yoder returned and it was time to find my memories.

We gathered together in the cabin and began to burn the herbs Star Screamer gave us. We laid down and went to sleep. Once we did, things became hazy and a smoke appeared in my dream. I realized I had to be in the Chimare we had been told about as the others were there as well. In the distance, we could hear singing.

Cat's Choir

The singing sounded like a church choir and we began to walk in the darkness to it. As we did, we heard clapping. We continued until the smoke began to clear and we were in a church. The choir stopped singing as I saw myself step forward and began singing a solo piece. My voice was angelic and it was surreal to be watching myself sing. We looked around the room and seen two exits behind the stage. We moved towards the one on the left and no one seemed to pay us any attention.

Entering the door, the smoke returned and we could hear a male voice talking. The smoke cleared and we saw a man pushing a young girl on her bike while he talked to a woman. They argued about how he was never around and he was spending the entire day with the little girl before the woman went inside the house. I couldn’t remember who they were, but Bjorn mentioned they were my parents likely. The neighborhood was pretty nice and once they got out of sight, we went into the house. The woman was now on the phone and mentioned someone was here before the world faded to darkness again.

cats last boyfriend

We could hear the voice of a boy before it turned into many. The smoke cleared and we found ourselves in a school. Just down the hall, we could see myself at my locker with a boy leaning on the next locker. I could almost remember the boy, but it wasn’t clear. The rest of the pack assumed it was the boy who fathered my child, but even that didn’t make any sense at the time to me. He introduced himself as Keith. The boy made small talk about me singing in the church choir and tried some pick-up lines on the vision of me. I blushed at the notion in both the memory and in person. After that, the world faded again.

The smoke cleared again and we found ourselves in front of a door. We opened the door to see a Sunday school with preschool children. I sat at the end of the table, reading the story of Noah and the Ark to the children. After that, I was helping the children color pictures. One of the children cried at his picture of a dog because his dog had recently died. I told him we could get a picture of an elephant so he wouldn’t be sad and we could color him yellow. The child said pink instead since he knew it was my favorite color. Eli mentioned that he didn’t realize I had always been a nurturing person, which made me feel better about myself. The memory faded to black.

caitlyns old bed-room1

The smoke began to swirl around now and the world reformed much faster this time. We found ourselves in a room that I could remember as my own. There were spelling bee trophies all around and the room was very girly with pink bedding and upholstery. A memory of Keith and me walked into the room and began stripping their clothes off. I felt a little embarrassed at the pack seeing this, but I didn’t want to say anything. I remembered some of this night. Keith told me he loved me that night and I was nervous about having sex for the first time. He told me we could wait, but I told him it was okay since we would be together forever. Thankfully, things returned to darkness before we could watch anymore. I knew the guys would want to watch, but I’d always been a private person about that kind of thing.

The smoke was swirling violently this time. As it faded, we found ourselves in the toy section of Wal-Mart. A little girl could be seen crying. She wore a pink and white dress and couldn’t have been more than seven years old. She looked up at us and it was the first time one of the memories could see us. I asked her what was wrong and she said she couldn’t find her parents. We offered to take her to the service center where they could page her parents. I took her by the hand and began to lead her as the memory went black.

The smoke was now pouring in and when everything returned, I could see myself angry and crying. I yelled at my parents for not telling me I was adopted. They told me I was special because they chose me. I sat between them and cried as they held me. The memory then faded to black.

A shot of smoke jetted across from us as the world reformed. We were in the kitchen of my house. My parents were fighting about bills and my father being away all the time. The fighting continued, getting harsher as we turned to leave. There, at the steps, we could see a young version of myself listening to conversation with a sad look in my face. Things went black again.

The smoke was beginning to get darker now. When the world reformed, we found ourselves on the outside of my house by the porch. I seen myself on the porch with red eyes, crying from my conversation with Keith. He denied the child was his and that he had heard the rumors. I assumed the rumors may have been about myself being easy. I went into the house and slammed the door causing the world to go black.

The smoke came in like a tidal wave now. As it faded away, we found ourselves back in my room. I was crying about Keith’s denial of my child. My mother handed me a gold cross and bible that belonged to her grandmother once. I hugged her and told her I loved her and everything went black again.

This time, there was no smoke and things faded in. A memory of myself was standing in front of a baby, my baby. He sat in the rocking chair with his Tigger stuffed animal making cooing sounds. I smiled at him and kissed him on the forehead. I told him mommy would be back soon and began to leave. A couple there told me they would take good care of him. I went to leave and wanted to look back, but I was too hurt and saddened by it. It was the moment I left my son to left for the Sept of the Sleeping Lion. Everything faded to black again.

This time, the smoke was black and white. It seemed to be going off in a direction so we followed it. As we did, a familiar smell entered our noses of the herb Star Screamer had given us. We heard singing again, but this time we could not make out the words. The world came into view and it was the church again. However, this time I looked frightened as a sang. None of the words made any sense and my voice began to crack.

As this happened, the parishioners began to transform into something kind of like a movie werewolf. The vision of myself began screaming and ran out the left exit as the wolfman creatures started to chase her. We gave chase after her as five of the creatures closed on the door she exited. There were about 30 in total and they didn’t seem to be paying any attention to us, but we could interact with them, shoving them out the way to get to the door.

The vision of me screamed as she ran down the hall. The wolfman creatures were running and leaping off the walls to get to her. A T-junction was ahead and she took a left as we followed. We all shifted to Crinos form to run faster. Eli leapt over all of them and tried to stop the five closest to her. They managed to slip past him. John took this moment to stop the large group in the back by using brute force. Bjorn managed to close in and take out three of the five near the vision of me. I took down one myself with skill I didn’t even realize I had.

Yoder managed to take out the last one as the vision of me hit the wall. Elevator doors opened and we realized we were in the Worstell Hotel, the wolfman creatures gone. The vision of myself entered the elevator, aging to my age, and a creepy looking guy entering the elevator with her. The doors slammed shut before we could get to her and the walls became translucent where we could see what was going on inside.

The creepy looking guy said “what’s the matter wolfie?” as he closed in on her. The elevator started going up as my vision self told the guy to not touch her. We climbed the stairs as Eli entered the elevator shaft coming after them. I told the pack that this isn’t what happened at the hotel, remembering it clearly. The creepy looking guy grabbed her hair as Eli leapt up to the bottom of the shaft. Eli tried to claw his way through the floor of the elevator, but failed making him lose control.

The creepy looking guy was trying to fondle my vision self as the elevator door opened. John and I grabbed him and my vision self out of the elevator as Eli began coming up through the floor. The creepy looking guy freaked out at the sight of us and we threw him back into the elevator to avoid the Rage of Eli. Eli shredded him as the world faded to black.

Things were still black and Eli charged us. I remembered the Thrall of the Wyrm and Eli was currently in it. We all grabbed a hold of Eli until he finally calmed down. The smoke returned, extremely thick, and began to form a vortex. As the world returned, we found ourselves back in my bedroom. My vision self was being pinned to the bed by Keith as he ripped her clothes off trying to rape her. I quickly grabbed him and threw him into the closet.

My vision self look pale white, almost like she might throw up. From the closet came Samuel Haight, boasting that we couldn’t kill him. I charged him and gutted him, and although it ripped his guts out, he just stood there laughing at us. As we looked on at him, my vision self screamed and began the slow, painful First Change. Her claws began to sprout and bones began to crunch as my parents came into the room. We tried to grab them, but our hands went right through them. We were no longer in a nightmare, but back to a memory. The bed collapsed under her weight as my mother began to pray. My father tried to hold me back, but it was futile. My vision self killed them and the world went black again.

This time, there was no mist. We could barely see in front of us. We knew there was a door there, but we struggled to find the knob. As we opened it, a faceless man appeared in front of us. We asked who he was, but he remained cryptic about it. He told us he was fascinated with me and didn’t want to harm me. He was a Mage who had stumbled into the dream world I created due to my nightmares. He offered to return my memories for keeping the Chimare around.

We asked him about his face and he told us he did it to keep his identity a secret. He told us he could repair my mind and take away my nightmares if I would allow him to use them to power the Chimare longer so that he might study it. He mentioned that we had something he required: the power source. We realized he was talking about the caern.

I realized I would be no good to the pack in my current condition. I couldn’t help them or protect them as an amnesiac, or worse, catatonic. I agreed to it and he transformed into tentacles telling me he was sorry for the hand that fate dealt me, but maybe these things happen so better things can happen in the future. He then told me I should wake up and I did along with the rest of the pack. I could remember everything. I wondered about what the Mage said to me before he fixed me. There was something almost prophetic about it, like he knew more than he was telling.

It was still early that night as only a few hours had passed. Everyone wondered if I was alright and I told them I was, thanking them for helping me. Eli took this time to tell us about the vision Ariel had several nights ago about Lindsey. Since it was still night, we went back to bed. I slept peacefully that night for the first time since shortly before my First Change.

We awoke the next morning and went to Crafty to talk about yesterday. He told us the names of the Garou who had visited yesterday and they had only not attacked because they were constantly busy with the Wyrm and other Septs. Now that I had my bearings, I asked Crafty what he meant by “the old ways,” to which Mackie spoke up about keeping the Sept free of the weak and only Fianna.

Crafty said we’re in a Catch-22 situation because we can’t risk weakening the Sept because the other Septs will think we are weak. At the same time, we can’t strengthen it because the minions of the Wyrm will encroach on us and we might not be able to repel them, looking just as weak as if we let the Sept weaken.

Crafty then told about us about a story Hansen believed. Most knew what Lion represented with the fall of the White Howlers. Hansen believed that his return would bring the rest of the Fianna to join the Black Spiral Dancers. I thought this was ridiculous as Lion was not Wyrm-tainted, merely disgraced. Still, the Sept of the Three Waters was divided and the newscast only seemed to give the story more credibility as they believed the Black Spirals were behind that.

Because of this story and its growing belief, it undermined our accomplishments. Killing Samuel Haight should have gained us much more renown than it did. Even worse, our failings are magnified by this. Mackie took this glum news as an opportunity to drink and went back to the cabin to get some with John going with him. As they left, Crafty mentioned that smoothing over the relationship with the Sept of the Three Waters would help things out.

Still, nothing seemed like it would help. Repaying them might make us look weak depending on how it was done. We flirted with the idea of giving Jonathon to them to help, but that didn’t go any farther than discussion. It seemed like sticking to our business might be the only option that didn’t engender any hatred amongst the other Septs since hiding would do no good. We would have to just keep up public appearances while fortifying our Sept without building our numbers.

We told him about the Mage in my Chimare and I was worried I had endangered not only our Sept, but also the Sept of the Second City in Chicago. He told us Mages had taken out caerns before and it’s why most of the Septs in the area stayed small save the Sept of the Three Waters. He was also worried about why the Sept of the Raging Storm had taken Rage Heart in. The Wendigo hated all European Garou after they took over Septs in the area a couple of centuries ago. The fighting between the Wendigo and European Garou only became a truce in the early 20th century and now our Sept might have broken that truce inadvertently.

We considered asking the Fae for help, but Crafty reminded us they were tricksters and would get more in return than we asked for. However, he said if they owed us, we could hold them to it.

Mackie returned and told us the food was low so we realized we were going to have to go into town. Because we might have to stay at the Sept for a long period, we decided we were going to have to buy food in bulk. We went to talk with Cliff about taking us into Santa Cruz, but not before having one drink with Mackie.

Cliff agreed to take us into town since he needed to shop for the lodge anyway. We took two vans with John driving one and Cliff driving the other. Eli still had $1,500 left from what he withdrew from the ATM so he took $500 for food, $500 for Lindsey, and $500 for a car fund so we wouldn’t have to ask everyone to take us around anymore. Eli asked for any pack members to chip in if they could. We asked Cliff before we left if he had a membership to Costco, which thankfully he did.

Arriving at Costco, we set off to get food and alcohol for Mackie plus moots. Eli told Miguel to snag a wallet or two so we might find some more ids to fake for the rest of the pack who needed a license or id. Miguel managed to get two good wallets, one containing $725, and the other with coupons. We put the money towards the car fund and used the coupons to make the food cheaper and buy more alcohol. I felt bad having to steal from people to do this, but I didn’t want to say anything to the rest of the pack.

After we paid for our stuff and left, Eli had us stop by Lindsey’s place to give her some money. She was curious about it and Eli said it was for all she did for us. She tried to give a hundred dollars back to have him take her out to eat, but he refused to take it, telling her he had a job so he could pay on his own. He mentioned we were going to buy a car. Lindsey said we could borrow her car whenever we wanted, but we didn’t want to if she needed it. Eli took an auto trader magazine and some cardboard boxes before we left her work.

At the Sept, Miguel tried forging the ids he snagged, but didn’t do so hot with it. John used this time to call Regina and inadvertently made a date for himself in San Francisco on Friday. Eli and I went out on bawn patrol with Rusty and Rivet that night. He mentioned he felt he knew me better and didn’t realize I was always so nurturing. I told him thank you, but I wished it could have been on better terms than to have to rescue me. We decided to use this opportunity to hunt. I had been getting better at hunting and with Eli’s help; we got a nice deer to bring back to the Sept.

When we found out about John’s date, Eli decided to make a date with Lindsey in San Francisco since he didn’t want to separate the group. Bjorn also figured he could go on a date with Gina too. It would have left Miguel and myself to our own devices, but I mentioned Kenith who I met in the elevator at the Worstell Hotel I could spend time with. I felt a little bad for Miguel, but I thought maybe he could spend a little time with the Fae since they would keep him safe.

I sat in the cabin that night, staring at my family bible. I still felt guilty for what happened to my foster parents, but I had hoped that now the nightmares were gone, I would eventually be able to put the past behind me. Seeing the memories so clear though hurt and I now wanted my son near me again more than ever. I needed to get in touch with the Sept of the Second City and warn them about the Mages. I laid down that night, cradling the bible in my hands, and said a little prayer for my foster parents. Maybe better things are in store for me.