20: Memory Loss

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They say never stop chasin' your dreams until you reach it but bitch, can I just take a water break and ask said dreams where the FUCK they were goin' so that I can just hook up with them later? It was honestly exhaustin' even for a demon that had an undyin' stamina. I should definitely buy Lucian a whole bakery and stuff that pretty ass of his with cake. The heavier he weighed, the harder it was for it to kidnap him.

I should have murdered that unconscious pinky head in his sleep. How was I supposed to know that he would kidnap my bae? Fuckin' hell, everyone was a criminal especially around Lucian. I should study to become a fortune-teller.

"Damn it, how are we supposed to find him now?!" the dirty mutt snarled.

"I dunno, you tell me. Why don't we just ask Dora for a map? Oh wait...haha funny! The girl doesn't even know how to use the damn map and constantly asks the audience on where the fuckin' place is when the fuckin' place is already fuckin' standin' behind her! Sweet baby Jesus please bless this child with common sense and some contact lenses for Christmas!" I snarled.

Who was angry? Hell naw, I wasn't angry. I wasn't even pissed. But as I realized that Lucian was once again gone from where he stayed in the least expected place for him to hide in, I was beginning to accept contracts from people who had a death wish just because they couldn't get 1000 likes in their Youtube videos. Let us show sympathy to the girl who posted a video about how she couldn't buy a brand new palette for her fabulous make-up routine instead of showing sympathy for African children who had their bones showing off not because they were on H2O diet. Hell, they don't even have clean water to even start a water diet.

"Let's all calm down, why don't we tell Luscev-"

"No!" we all cut the chicken wings in his dumb suggestion before he could finish it because honestly? It was dumb.

Even if I could match the detonator in a one-on-one battle, I definitely do not want to face that kid again in his hissy fit. Nope, never again. I mean who in their right mind would wanna punch a hole in my beautifully carved abs? Sure the other four were jealous of said abs but, who wouldn't stop on their tracks to admire my Greek Bod? Huh? Who? I can't even help not staring at myself at the mirror because I was just that good lookin'.

It wasn't that I was patting myself at the back, it was far from that. Pats in the back won't do anythin' good for me. I prefer hard whacks because in that way, I can really feel how superior I was to everyone.

"If we don't tell Luscev what happened, things might get worse for all of us," Raphael reasoned out.

"Well then you'll be the front liner if he throws a paroxysm of rage again. I can't explode for the second time. The first time already took a toll on me," Caleb stated and slowly sat himself down on the grass.

"Verdammt...What does that Putaseme (Son-of-a-bitch) want from Lucian? I'm going to slit his throat and smoke on his windpipe!" Ultimate Reptile number 2 growled.

The older twin looked at him in question. "You don't even smoke."

Slade shoved him by the shoulder. "There's a first in everything! Stop opposing everything I say and do!"

The older iguana blew out an exasperated breath. "Fine, I'll let you jump off a cliff in your sleepwalk. Don't blame me if you get broken bones and a crushed skull."

"So what are we supposed to do? Are we just going to stay here and argue while that man does despicable things to my charge? I don't think so," KFC's main meat product snapped at us.

But then again, tellin' that kid what happened will lessen the future consequences. If we don't tell him, he might think that we were hidin' Lucian from him. So it was better to be honest than to spit out lies that could bite us back in the ass. And Caleb must have realized that too.

"You know what? Let's just tell Lusceviel. We might get on his good side if we do."

I snapped my fingers and grinned at the idea. "That's the best idea I heard in my whole demonic years," I praised and the werewolf and I gave each other high-fives.

Raphael did ah "wha?" on his lips in disbelief as he looked at all the people in this room in attempt to find someone who had a good heart who could explain to him what just happened.

Too bad we were all assholes with a black heart.

Caleb did a copyright infringement on his idea that was bashed even before he could deliver it completely and when the mutt delivered it, he got some praise.

"Ayah!" an angry and familiar voice shook us all in our feet.

"Faex! (Shit!)" The evolved iguana number 2 cursed out loud and then jumped back inside the lake leavin' us in question on why he did that.

Oh, he was worse than the chicken shit. I knew that all those brute force was all just to cover up the fact that he was a weak lil' bitch who can't clean his own ass.

The older iguana bent over to see what the heck just happened to his womb roommate before the younger reptile emerged from the waters and then pulled his twin with him.

The dirty mutt transformed into Fenris and the overgrown werewolf dug a hole that was too shallow and small to even make his whole self fit so his oversized head was the only part that he could shove inside. And just for shit and giggles, I transformed myself into a snake and tied myself around a tree trunk leavin' the confused angel to fend for himself.

"Ayah, where are you?!" Lusceviel shouted and slammed the double doors open makin' Lucian's room quake from such force and almost causin' the doors to splinter into bits.

Now I know why Lucian's doors looked like they were banged and slammed by a bull 'cept, it wasn't a bull; it was a baby accident made from horny supernatural bein's in an act in which I call "bow-chick-a-wow-wow."

We were all unprepared to have a kid. If Lucian wasn't Lusceviel's birth father (not that I'd get anyone pregnant since I haven't done bow-chick-a-wow-wow to anyone else besides the ancient) and if the Lucian asked me what I wanted the baby to be I'd answer him or her with a:

"Naw, I don't want a girl,"

"So you want a boy then?"

"Naw not that."

"Then what do you want?"

"A joke, I want it to be a big fucking humorous Joke. Is it April fools day? You almost got me there. Sorry, you must have confused me with another boy toy of yours."

However, since Lusceviel "IS" Lucian's kid, then get me those adoption papers, get me a lawyer, I will make my will and I will sue the other four for destruction of property because what the fuck did their baby batter do to the child?

Despite bein' abandoned, Raffy kept himself rooted to the ground. It can be of two reasons why he was still standin' there: One he was really a Rooster for a chicken fight who had a sheer dedication to prove his worth and bravery to everyone or; two he was paralyzed from fear that he was gonna lay eggs sooner or later.

"Where's Ayah?" Lusceviel questioned.

His tone was already accusin' somethin' and it was funny because he was wearin' black boxers that had a brown bear stamped on the middle where his dick lied peacefully.

Every brief/boxers was a cemetery for a thing that brought pain and pleasure to somebody. It was where the livin' takes their rest and where the dead take their rise when you warm them up real nicely.

I saw the angel's adam's apple bob up and down. His eyes gave a swift movement to the left and then to the right to show that he was nervous as fuck. "He's uh...He's been kidnapped."

It was a lot quiet after that.

It took awhile before the kid could respond that I thought that we weren't gonna elicit some violent shit from him. But yeah, we got some violent shit right there after a few more seconds of anticipation.

A circle of fire burst around the kid's body and for a minute I thought that it was gonna be the end of Raffy when Luscev gave him a punch in the gut that sent the angel flyin' to join the twins in their skinny drownin'. Not dippin' because they were stayin' down there for like five minutes already without getting' oxygen.

If Thomas didn't appear in all his magical glory, Lusceviel could have targeted us one by one. The fairy dairy only had a towel wrapped around his waist which was really strange because we were always used to seein' him with nothing but his birthday suit on.

"Excuse me darling," Thomas chirped. "I got a phone call from Luka; it would seem that there is something happening in the mortal realm."

"If it's Trump gettin' married to Kim Jong-un count me in after I puke," I commented.

"Hey, two negatives equal to a positive right?" Caleb stated after transformin' back into his human form.

The twins and Raphael emerged from the waters with Raphael clenching his achin' stomach. I kinda feel sorry for him.

Kinda.

I'll tell the others to give him a bladder break from all the bullyin' that we were doin' to him. Add on a five minute snackin' time. The chicken was on him.

So Raffy, what part do you want? Thigh part or breast part?

"That's if the two are multiplied and even if I WAS a fairy of match making, I do not advice them to multiply. Let them subtract themselves until nothing is left," Thomas stated with a frown that quickly turned into a smile. "Now then, for the current issue, it would seem that a calamity had hit Illinois and it's not a common catastrophe."

The fairy showed us a post from instagram that showed us that the person who posted it was able to share it to the general public before dyin' from inhalin' some poisonous air.

Even before death, this woman was able to stay loyal to her followers. She was a true heroine and I wasn't talkin' about the drugs.

"No, it's not a common catastrophe it's just...A FREAKING CATASTROPHE. And it had possessed a werewolf," Caleb declared and snatched the android from Thomas.

"Catastrophe!" Slade and Sevor snarled and attacked Caleb who was holdin' the phone.

"What are you doing? Get off of me!" the mutt snarled.

If a catastrophe was there then there was 99.99% chance that my bae was also there. "We have to go," I announced and looked at Lusceviel only to find the motherfuckin' brat gone. "Don't tell me the kid left in his boxers," I sighed.

"I think it is adorable how he chases Lucian like he has a daddy complex," Thomas chuckled.

"He does seem to have that," Kentucky sighed. Thomas poofed us some clothes and I warped all of us –except for the fairy since he had some plowing job to do in the now garden of Eden.

Wait, what the heck?

Where the hell were the maggots? What about the rotting action? Where was the washed out seafood scent that I was lookin' for?

"This doesn't seem like it's the place we are aiming for..." I heard Sevor say as the three of them stood up from the ground.

"Are you sure this is Illinois?" Caleb asked me.

"Positive," I replied.

Well the military was here so that would mean that somethin' definitely happened here and it looked like some ancient phenomenon also happened. I peeked from the Alley that we were hidin' and made sure not to step on the flowers. Most of the buildings were stripped off of their cemented walls and were left with their rusted metal bars. Bodies were lyin' everywhere with those military dudes wearing  their astronaut suits as they surveyed the area.

"Are we too late?" Raphael questioned.

"Old McDonald had a farm..." a boy who seemed to have just hit puberty sang behind us which caused all of us to turn around and find a brown-haired short teenager with green eyes that pretty much resembled Lucian's dull ones. "HAD," he emphasized like he was the one who burned down the farm.

"Sciath?" Caleb greeted in a question form.

"Emperor," Sciath acknowledged with a slow bow of the head.

"You know him?" Sevor asked.

Caleb nodded. "Yeah, he is the young beta of the Alpha Prince of one of the Kingdoms of the werewolf pack."

"It is a pleasure to meet you," Sevor stated politely.

Sciath looked at him with a blank gaze. "Is that so? Before I can return such addressing, I must first determine if meeting you is a pleasure or if you are another individual who will cause a child like me an early death or an uncommon perpetration of homicide. Let me stalk you as you and I walk together in the same path."

All five of us stared at the child in awe. "Son?" We all questioned in unison.

Caleb broke from his stupefaction. "Sciath, can you tell us what happened?"

"Of course Emperor, the Prince and I have been stalking an escapee from the Fiery pack to discover where the other missing Fiery citizens are. When we followed him inside an old and worn apartment building, we have faced a very formidable opponent who seems to have been corrupted by the same entity that I have yet to understand. We couldn't find who he was and he had escaped leaving us to chase once again the corrupted fugitive that destroyed half of the city."

"How did you stop it then?" Slade asked.

"An exhibitionist by the name of Lucian helped us. I can't understand his love for being naked all the time but his usefulness to that situation has gained my respect. He is now in the care of the Prince."

All of us, includin' me, let out a relieved sigh. "Well take us there then. Lucian is with us," I stated.

I just noticed that the teenager had his arms behind his back all the time. From what I remembered, this was the kid that Caleb talked about who had the power to seize a person's shadows which had an effect of seizing the physical and spiritual forms with it.

"Mmm, the last person who demanded me to take him to where Lucian is staying is now hanging above," he deadpanned. "Would you like to join him?"

I raised a questionable at him. Was he referring to Luscev? Must be, but how can a kid like him beat Luscev that fast? "You killed him?"

Sciath shook his head and raised his head which urged us to look as well. Yep, the mutated motherfucker was still on his boxers and was paralyzed to his very soul.

Kudos to this kid, teach me your ways senpai.

"He is my mate Sciath, take us," Caleb pleaded. The teenager looked at him blankly for a second before noddin' and droppin' the silenced Luscev to the ground.

My son let out wheezes and strangled breathings before he could recover. Sevor assisted him up and the man surprisingly didn't reject his assistance.

"Ha, how does it feel to get your ass kicked by a kid?" Slade teased and poked Luscev's arm.

Luscev didn't let the insult pass him when he immediately retaliated with a strong punch in the gut that made Slade slam against the brick wall of the alley and carve his shape and size on it. The idiot coughed out and wheezed like Luscev.

We have two asthmatic patients here. Someone intubate them already and give them 200% of oxygen. Ya know, just to give them something that they don't need and some oxygen toxicity.

"Th-that's how it feels!" Luscev wheezed out.

Sciath led us to the undamaged part of the town in which there was a tall hotel buildin' that was just at the borders of bein' destroyed but the owner was one lucky bitch. The hotel was called "Royal Paw Hotel." The kid led us to the highest floor which was the penthouse and when we got there, it was an utter flood of scalawags.

"Papa, papa, look, I got an egg in the exam!" a little boy shouted and slammed the test paper on Luka's wrinkled face.

"That's not something to shout about Cerby! Now shut up and sit down. You still have a pop quiz tomorrow!"

"But papa, how do you know that we have a pop quiz?" another kid who was Cerby's age questioned.

Luka slammed the paper on the mini table. "BECAUSE I THREATENED THE TEACHER TO TELL ME WHEN SHE'S GONNA GIVE YOU A SURPRISE QUIZ!" he snarled.

Genius.

#ParentingGoals

#GiveThisGuyAnAward

That was what I idolize Luka for. He was a thug parent.

The penthouse that was supposed to be beautiful was ruined by ravaging pups of twelve. I do adore Luka's kids but I can never get their names because of how many they were.

Lucian popped out from the kitchen with a white and fluffy bathrobe on along with children who wrapped their bodies like squids around his legs and arms. When he saw us, he gave us a quick flash of smile which was really short-lived because the next thing we know, a swan made of hard diamond was dropped from the second floor straight to Lucian's head.

Slade was already there by Lucian's side before the ancient can collapse to the ground and the children who were clinging to him quickly made worried questions with worried hands on the ancient.

"Oops, sorry!" one of Luka's kids apologized.

Yeah right, sorry. Can your apology rewind the past and turn that diamond swan into a real swan so that it'll just fly over Lucian's head instead? Nope. Keep that apology up your ass until you turn legal kid. Was I angry? Hell naw, the kid was just a kid even if kids nowadays can commit crimes in which only adults can commit before. I LOVE KIDS. They can be nefarious and get away with it. Innocent but dangerous. Ha, I should turn into a kid so that I can reach the ultimate badass title.

Sevor and Slade gently laid Lucian on a sofa which was cleared by Luka who was also concerned for Lucian's well-bein'. I on the other hand, made a mental note that when that kid who dropped that swan on Lucian's head finally grew up, he will be the first on my list of souls that I have to collect in the most torturous way that only pros like me know.

"Shit, wake up, wake up you idiot!" Slade snarled.

"Let him rest Slade, he was just hit by a hard object," Sevor scolded.

"Move away," Raphael ordered and placed his healing hand on Lucian's forehead. A green light radiated from his palm which only lasted for about 10 seconds.

"Why did you stop?" I asked.

Raphael stared at his hand in a confused way. "My power was cut off."

"What?" Caleb blurted out.

I groaned and shoved all of them aside. "I'll do-"

"Stay away," we heard Lucian's stoic voice. He held his throbbin' head and then sat up with a glare. "Stay away," he said again.

"Lucian?" Sevor queried.

"Do not dirty me with your impure hands. I am clean and you...are not," he said again.

Oof...I got a baaad feelin' about this.

And what did he mean by impure? Sure I do fap with these hands but I always make sure to wipe the fluids off on someone's back during my walk on nature filled parks. I was a very hygienic man. #MrClean.

"The fuck are you saying?" Slade questioned.

Lucian looked at his hands and his brows furrowed even more. "Where are my gloves? Low lives...you have stripped me off my protection so that you can dirty my purity. Scums..."

This was a bad situation but...why do I feel like I was gonna have some fun?

"Amnesia?" Caleb concluded.

"I am not allowed to feel cold. I am not allowed to be surrounded with children. Where is my belt? Where is my room? My purity will be ruined. Stay away, filth," the ancient threatened.

"Definitely," I confirmed with a mischievous smile formin' on my lips.

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