“I can do that too!” Angel laughed in between heavy breaths, both he and his father were soaking wet with their own sweat from the intense basketball game they had played. “No you can’t.” Dakota teased, thinking about how much he had missed his son during the time that he was away, he found it a bit funny that he had helped in the creation of his best friend.
Their laughter was cut short though when Salem barged into the kitchen and grabbed Dakota by the arm then hauled him outside. “He’s gone.” Salem said, “I’ve been looking for Enrique for two days and I haven’t found him, I got a bunch of the dogs that hang around the house to sniff him out and they couldn’t find him either.” Dakota stared dumbly at his friend, “What?” “Enrique disappeared, I didn’t want to tell you but…”
“Can you start from the beginning.” Dakota said, feeling panic rising inside him. “The day I went home after we came back from our trip, I went home and there was no sign of Enrique, so I thought maybe the old man had wandered into the forest and hurt himself so I went to the forest and there was still no sign of him, I have no idea where he went or what could have possibly happened to him.”
“I’ll look around my half of the forest tomorrow.” Dakota said, doubting that he would find his uncle. “So there was no sign of a struggle or anything?” “No.” “That just doesn’t make any sense.” “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.”
Dakota had gone out into the forest immediately after Salem had left but there was no sign of his uncle, so he decided that maybe it was time to call the police. Little did he know that he would never see his beloved uncle again.
While his father was in the forest Angel met a strange woman, “What are you doing here?” He gazed at her in awe because they had never had any visitors except Uncle Enrique and Salem. “Didn’t your parents ever tell you never to talk to strangers?” Angel shrugged, “Momma’s right there.” He pointed. “I’m Jo,” The stranger said and took one of the boy’s small hands. “Angel.” The two shook hands. “Angel baby, who are you talking to?” The boy’s mother straightened her back. Angel was about to tell her about the woman standing right in front of them, then he realized that he was the only one who could see and hear her.
Years went by and the boy continued to see the mysterious woman, their conversations usually consisted of Jo asking questions and Angel answering them. “How old are you?” She asked one day. Angel counted on his fingers, “I’ll be twenty in about two weeks.” “You don’t look any older than sixteen, how old were you when I met you?” Angel shrugged, “Fourteen.”
Dakota never really got over the disappearance of his uncle, Pong the bigfoot continued to drop by regularly, the bigfoot’s friends and adoptive family started calling him Pongo, no matter how many times he told them that there was not an O at the end of his name.
One night tragedy again struck the Fly family. Cara had gone out for a hike and had began to feel sick, she had managed to struggle home before she finally collapsed after suffering a heat stroke.
Dakota was taken aback by the creature he had only seen in movies, it hovered above the ground very close to his wife. Without second thought he bolted from the bathroom where he was fixing the tub. “Cara!” He shouted, feeling his heart break when she didn’t respond to him.
“Please,” He begged the Grim Reaper, “Don’t take my wife, I love her. She’s all I have left, she’s the mother of my child, please, please, please.” The specter flipped through his notes, “Cara Nanale-Fly hmmm, I’m sorry but she must go with me, she has no more time on this earth and I cannot grant you any favors Dakota Fly for you are of the Eternal.”
“Oh please,” Dakota fell to his knees, “Don’t take my wife away.” The Grim Reaper sighed, “I cannot offer you any favors but I can offer you an trade, your life for hers.” Dakota touched Cara’s cooling skin and thought about his son, he thought about Salem and the mission he had yet to complete. “I’m sorry.” He whispered to Cara’s corpse, and watched helplessly as the bearer of death took her spirit away.
Dakota and Angel carved a simple stone tombstone for Cara, Dakota took to sitting and chatting to the still rock as if his departed wife would reply. Dakota’s main worry was Angel, the boy seemed unmoved by his mother’s passing but Dakota would hear his quiet sobbing in the middle of the night.
Angel wanted to be strong for his father, at twenty years old he was too old to be sniveling and crying over his mother, but it hurt so bad. It hurt and I made him angry that he hadn’t gone with her that day, and that he wasn’t there to hold her hand as she took her last breath.
One night something happened. Angel was still disturbed by his mother’s death, then he and his father had gotten into an argument. The boy had an overpowering urge to strike his father, but the little self control he had left prevented it, but he was very angry. He hadn’t walked far before the pent up rage overtook him, causing his body to burn like fire, hot enough to melt and reshape his bones and skin. The transformation wasn’t big and hardly noticeable to the eyes but he felt different. He felt empowered, invincible.
“Dad.” Angel murmured, frightened by himself. “Oh no.” Dakota mumbled and stared at his son’s brown hair. “Angel, I think we need to talk.” “What’s happened to me?” “The same thing that happens to me. You’re a werewolf son. You’ll continue to transform when you become angry.”
“Don’t you mean every night?” “No, for some reason I only turn when I get angry, or if I smell certain things. I haven’t turned for the last few years. You’ll also stop aging.” “So I’ll look like a fifteen year old forever?” “I don’t know if aging will stop immediately or over the course of a few years. Uncle Enrique never explained this werewolf thing to me. What I’m telling you is just what I’ve learnt about myself.” Dakota flung an arm over his son’s shoulders, their argument had been about Angel’s leaving the boy was ready but he was all Dakota had left, “I’ll give you some money in the morning and you can catch the next bus out, just call me regularly.”
The next morning Dakota found Angel in the kitchen looking like a twenty year old man should, for a minute he eavesdropped, listening to the conversation, “I’m supposed to catch the next bus out. Yeah, I’ll probably be there by tomorrow morning.” Wordlessly Dakota stuck his hand in his pocket and handed Angel a check for twenty thousand dollars, they clasped arms and still without saying anything Angel departed, ready to start his life as an adult.
“Look at what I found.” Fiona pulled the young man into the apartment. “You found yourself a man that isn’t Nolan.” Fyre answered sarcastically. Fiona glowered at her cousin, “No, it’s Angel Fly, he was in our class in primary school. I ran into him in Plesantview while I was visiting my family and I invited him to move to West Creek, he lives in the apartment right next door.” “Oh…great.” She gave Angel the stink eye. “You be nice, I’m going to check on Nora.” Fiona chastised her cousin and went to the bedroom.
When Fiona disappeared Fyre asked, “So besides my cousin what brings you to West Creek?” “I’m here to open a salon.” Fyre nodded, “Uh huh, uh huh, I always knew there was something wrong with you.” “What are you implying.” “Nothing, nothing at all.” Fyre said, “I still don’t like you, you know.” “Feeling’s mutual.” Angel told her and left their apartment for his own.
Usually the enrollment of a new Guardian was a cause of celebration but with the situation in the realm the celebration would have to wait. The Grand Guardian, Tina, wasted no time telling their newest member her assignment and sending her on her way. “Your mission is to locate Salem Spelman, we need you to provide as much information on him and his family as you could.” “Sorry there’s no party,” Karima told Val. “It’s alright, duty calls.”
Dustin doted on his daughter, he had been the eldest of his mother’s children and he was always in charge of his little brother Beau, so it was easy for him to adjust to having a new baby in the house. But for a while things were…well, ridiculous, his wife ignored the baby, she was obsessing over something or the other.
But eventually she came around and started to feed and change Endora. SABRINA: Of course I’m taking care of her, she’s my child, and it’s vital that she’s healthy, she fits in perfectly with my plans mwahaha!
SABRINA: *barf* You okay? SABRINA: Does it look like I’m okay? No I’m not okay! You’re pregnant again? Already?
Here’s a random cute picture of Leroy licking LaLa.
Ummmm….why do you look so wicked? I mean, more wicked than usual. SABRINA: I’m glad you asked.
SABRINA: I needed my idiot husband to be human so I could have babies, once I was sure that I was pregnant again I had no more use for him to be human, but I wanted to be sure that I would be the only person he could ever love, I didn’t want us to end up like my older brother Albert. So I formulated a plan…
SABRINA: I had a wall built in the backyard and I bought the toy helicopter he kept asking me for. The imbecile went straight for it, it was much too easy to lock him away. Oh you should have heard him shrieking and calling for me, complaining that he need to eat and bathe.
SABRINA: But his being locked away wasn’t for naught, with him being disposable I decided to test some of my potions on him before he finally died.
SABRINA: Hungry as he was, he went right for the bottles. But still he took forever to die.
SABRINA: In the mean time my daughter Endora celebrated her birthday, she grew up very beautiful if I do say so myself, of course I can be credited for her beauty. And her father just kept on living.
SABRINA: Even LaLa had a birthday before the fool finally bit the dust.
SABRINA: Finally though he died, and it was time to make sure that he would love only me.
SABRINA: And so Pixx, do not mistake my content face with my wicked face. Well, uh, shouldn’t you be bringing him back to life now. SABRINA: I will when I feel like it. What’s going on outside.
SABRINA: That would be animal control. There are too many creatures in this house. I will be keeping LaLa but Leroy and Muffin are just too many mouths and in a while I’ll have two kids to feed, I do not need two overgrown dogs to deal with as well.
SABRINA: Ah, darkness, now I shall resurrect Dustin. Double, double, toil and trouble,
SABRINA: Bring back my idiot husband and make his skin bubble!
SABRINA: Hmm, this helicopter is fun. How are you feeling Dustin? DUSTIN: Terrible, my entire body is aching…I’m gray! Sabrina what have you done to me? SABRINA: I don’t know what you’re talking about, you’re very beautiful to me. Now, before you go in the house let’s get some things straight. First of all you shall have nothing to do with my daughter, you may entertain her if she gets bored, and you may help her skill but you must never tell her that you are her father or so help me I shall erase all of your memories. The same goes for this baby growing inside me. Did I make myself clear?
DUSTIN: Crystal clear. Oh my gosh, Marylena gave birth to a monster! Poor Dustin. On the bright side, when she grows old and dies you’ll still be…undead and kicking. DUSTIN: Really Pixx? Do you honestly believe that she will allow herself to age? My life is over! Don’t you dare laugh!
Moving on Sabrina taught Endora to walk. SABRINA: There’s Mommy’s little witchling!
Not long after that Tabitha was born. She’s like, the perfect cross between her parents. She had her father’s blue eyes, her mother’s black hair and just look at that skin!
Dustin did as he was bid, he took care of the girls without saying much to them. He wasn’t afraid to die again, he just wanted to see his daughters grow up.
I have to give Sabrina some credit, I didn’t think that she would have anything to do with raising her children but she takes care of her girls.
She taught Endora how to talk too.
Just like he was told to he became a play thing for Endora, whenever she was bored he would pick her up and toss her a couple times.
And then there was another birthday, Tabitha looks just like her daddy…me thinks that’s not a good thing.
Dustin taught Endora how to use her potty but she will never have a chance to because…
…She grew up not too long after that. Her stats are 3/7/8/7/4 making her a Gemini.
Little Tabitha was always curious of the slow moving, always groaning gray man that wandered around her house and kept her fed.
TINA: Hey. CHARMING: Uh….Hi, sorry I was just leaving. TINA: Were you now. I’ve got a question, are you by chance Charming Spelman? CHARMING: Yeah, who are you? TINA: Oh, just somebody who was curious about the legacy. Do you by chance have any kids? CHARMING: Yes, I’ve got two sons, twins actually. TINA: Okay, thank you, it was nice talking to you goodbye.
CHARMING: Hold on, I’m not dumb enough to mistake you for just one of the fans, no wait, we don’t even have any fans yet, we don’t even have any money. Now, who are you? TINA: My name is Tina. CHARMING: And why are you so interested in my legacy? TINA: Well uh…your legacy is causing a huge amount of trouble inside my realm. CHARMING: What do you mean?
TINA: I mean that ever since this legacy started, crazy things have been happening inside this world, crazy magical things. You cannot even being to imagine the trouble. I will tell you this though, my Guardians and I have reason to believe that this legacy is in trouble so I will advise you to keep your eyes peeled for trouble. More importantly, keep close watch on your boys and the women that they bring home. CHARMING: Wow, thanks a lot for the heads up Tina.
Charming went home and immediately picked up Changeling who was having a fit because he needed to be fed. CHARMING: Dad, I know you heard the baby crying. Dad! ETHAN: What?!?
ETHAN: Who’s a cutie-pie? Huh? Who’s a spoogy-woogie? A woi-woi-whoo-wee? …Right...
Of course this wouldn’t be a Spelman legacy if babies weren’t put on the floor.
Invictus is back…by a slip of the mouse. INVICTUS: Slip of the mouse? Yeah right, you missed me…
And then later on it was birthday time…BIRTHDAY TIME! The grandparents get to hold the babies and help with their birthdays.
Cute huggle picture. Look at them, they’re not as terrible looking as I thought but they’re still young, faces don’t explode until they become teens. I mean, look at Charming for example, he was such a cute kid…*sigh* Now he grew a beak…where is he anyway?
Oh, there he is. Here’s a close up of Changeling who looks like his mother. I noticed that the boys look identical, they’ve just got different skin colors and eyebrows. Changeling 10/3/4/6/7 Virgo
Now go back to the picture of Changeling and change the slide quickly. See, twins! Griffin 5/6/7/5/6 Cancer
Griffin was exhausted and so were his parents so they went to bed and the grandparents took control of the kiddies. Fair tucked Griffin in to bed and Ethan got a jump of teaching Changeling his skills.
This is actually the next day but this house is so dark you can’t tell, I’ve gotta put some windows and lights in here. ETHAN: Jasmyn, Pixx thinks the house is dark, you’d think she’d know that it’s just cloudy today. Uh…no it’s not.
It looks like Charming is going to learn all his toddler skills first.
CHARMING: Say dada Grif, come on, say dada…
GRIFFIN: Daddy! You know, for somebody who was scared to death of having his own kids Charming is doing a pretty good job. CHARMING: I know, I’m Super Daddy His Awesomeness.
And here is Super Grammy Her Awesomeness. Super Grammy Her Awesomeness deserves a ceiling…as soon as they can afford it.
THE NEXT SLIDE IS WHERE I DISCOVERED THE AWESOMNESS OF SMART MILK, MAN WAS I MISSING SOMETHING BIG!
I’m so glad that these two lived long enough to see their grandkids, they’re adorable! Oh and this pictures shows Fair teaching Changeling a nursery rhyme and not how to talk.
GRIFFIN: Kitty! INVICTUS: *gag* This is not my happy place! I just want some food man!
And then Charming taught Griffin the nursery rhyme. GRIFFIN: Sing wivGrif Daddy.
I love it when the kids can take themselves to the potty, they look so cute perched on those things…concentrating so hard.
Remember how I told you I suck at chance cards? Well I just got Jasmyn demoted…*sigh*
CHARMING: Erin is it? Wow, are you sure you’re not that chick from that movie? Do I have to remind you that you’re married?
LUCUS: Ack! It’s raining! Why is it raining on my headstone?Faridae, it’s raining on my headstone!
It was birthday time again, so they invited Fiona and Fyreover…Fiona immediately got to cleaning the pet bed. Really Fiona?
NEXT TIME… I’LL GIVE YOU A QUICK WHO’S WHO. IT’S BIRTHDAYS AND YOU GET TO SEE WHAT THE TWINS GROW INTO… THERE’LL ALSO BE MORE DAKOTA AND SALEM AND THE WITCHES THANKS FOR READING EVERYONE