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Summary: Bran never expected this [Cross w/ Patricia Briggs "Cry Wolf"]

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Literature > ActionluthienlightFR736650101,41630 Jul 0830 Jul 08No

NOTE: This chapter is rated FR13


Asil was still restless and Anna was out of town with Charles on a case. He had taken to coming by everyday to talk with Bran for a while after dinner, being around his alpha helped calm him. As soon as Asil walked in the door, he stiffened, then suddenly relaxed with a big sigh.

Catching Oz's gaze, he nodded and whispered, “Omicron.”

“His name is Oz.” Sage stated as she took Asil's coat from him, brushing off the light dusting of snow.

Bran was glad Asil had finally named the legend in his head. He had been working on it all day, trying to pin down the puzzle that was Oz. He looked in the fire and began to sing an old ballad in his native Welsh.

As the last haunting notes echoed in the room, he felt his mate, Leah, had entered and was listening. When she realized that he was watching her, she scowled, “Why can't you sing in plain old English? None of us can understand that foreign stuff.”

Bran smiled softly.

“There is a legend about twin wolves, long ago, who wandered from place to place. A male and a female, they traveled the world and brought peace everywhere they went. They introduced structure to the pack. It is said that they civilized us. Then the female found a mate and settled down, but her brother traveled on. When he came back, he found the whole pack, including his beloved sister, had been killed. He tracked down the hunters. On the night of the full moon, he found a massacre. One of the hunters had been turned and had shredded everyone in the whole town – except for one little girl child, an omega like this sister. She survived the changed traveled with him until she found her mate. Afterwards, he went north and was never seen again.”

Oz broke the atmosphere by pulling on his boots and going out the front door. After hearing the van door open, then shut, Oz reappeared with a guitar case in hand. Pulling out his guitar, he quickly tuned it and turned to Bran with a raised eyebrow. The rest of the evening was spent with peace in music.

Note: Not particularly happy about this chapter, so it will probably be edited a bit later.

The End?

You have reached the end of "Omicron" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 30 Jul 08.

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