Chronicles of the Wolf III: Brotherhood of the wolf

Chapter 4

Andromeda felt that she had not learned anything.

Well she did learn a few things.

For one Fenrir’s race was apparently called the Beghrest. From what Fenrir had told her they lived in this land called Kyzlbrahma. Named after a priestess that existed centuries ago and after the chief god of their society named Brahma. From what Fenrir had told Andromeda there was a bloodline that was from descendent of the ancient Star Builders.

Andromeda did not know what to think about that.

This would make another bloodline she had learned of, and tied to Brahma, specifically his son named Methuselah. That was however very peculiar. Because Andromeda herself was also a descendant of Methuselah.

There were a few things eating away at her.

For one there was what Fenrir said.

“I do not know what the creature is,” Fenrir had said about Adam Live. “The one thing I can tell you is that whatever that creature is and what he is pretending to be is far different than what we even observe.”

“What do you mean?” Andromeda asked.

“There are very few things we Beghrest fear.” Fenrir said. “That creature, whoever he is, whatever he is. It strikes fear into me, fear unlike anything I had ever felt before.”

Andromeda did not know what to think about any of it. Before she came to this universe, she thought that she was the only one who was a descendant of Methuselah. She had learned the death of one not too long ago and just now she learned of another. There were at least three bloodlines tied to Methuselah.

Andromeda was going to check on her daughters when she saw them floating around. Andromeda watched her daughters float apparently weightless in the air.

“Mommy look!” Aras said.

Andromeda had gotten used to be called that by Aras.

“I see sweetheart,” Andromeda said.

She watched the girls float away giggling before continuing her walk.

She eventually made it to a place where she saw none other than Hanuman perched on a couch reading a book. The book looked weird it had a picture of a girl staring at a tree.

“Yep the book is right,” Hanuman said looking up at Andromeda.

“Right about what?” Andromeda said but Hanuman said it too as he read it from the book. “Why are you saying what I am?”

Hanuman did it again.

“Would you stop doing that,” he did it again.

“Seriously that is very annoying,” he did it again.

“How in the hell do you know what I am going to say?” He did it again.

“Omniscience,” Hanuman said closing the book. He did that mostly because the book said he was going to do it.

“Why did you not tell me there were more like me?” Andromeda asked.

“Oh, you mean spawn of Methuselah?” Hanuman said.

“I guess…” Andromeda said.

“Well…Methuselah couldn’t keep it in his pants it seems.” Hanuman sighed. “He’s like Zeus going around banging everyone creating these demi-god creatures.”

“Zeus?” Andromeda asked.

“Never mind,” Hanuman waved it off.

“How many bloodlines are there?” Andromeda said.

“So far I’ve learned of at least 4.” Hanuman said. “But knowing how much he used to squirt everywhere there’s probably more.”

“That sounded nasty,” Andromeda said.

“Oh yeah Methuselah was not exactly the best at keeping it in his pants.” Hanuman said. “Therefore, who the hell knows…the more important thing is that Brotherhood thing, I can’t help but to feel that there was something else that Methuselah had told Kyzl about that has nothing to do with whatever he was talking about. Maybe Behemet knows more.”

“Behemet?” Andromeda said.

“Yeah, that’s good old huff and puff’s kid.” Hanuman said. “I just threw him in the past so he could get some juicy plot reveal.”

“What are you talking about?” Andromeda said.

“Oh, look at the time,” Hanuman said looking at his wrist, that had no watch. Hanuman disappeared, leaving Andromeda very confused. “By the way…” Hanuman popped back in startling Andromeda.

“By the way there is another little girl who needs your help. Ask Senior Snake Eyes about the daughter of Uriel. He’ll know what you mean.”

He disappeared again this time for real.

Meanwhile

Hanuman suddenly appeared next to me before I charged at Norman Hunraken pretending to be Da’Mon. I looked around and realized Hanuman had somehow brought me back to Lemuria. I turned and saw Hanuman waving at me

“You knew didn’t you, you son of a b***h!” I said angrily.

“Of course, I did, I am omniscient after all,” Hanuman said.

“And you didn’t bother telling me this?” I said.

“Umm…what do you think I just did?” Hanuman said.

“I mean before,” I growled.

“Oi,” Hanuman said. “I just called your dad old huff and puff maybe you should be called that instead.”

“My father?” I said.

“Yep,” Hanuman said.

“You, diabolical monkey don’t tell me my father is alive.” I said.

“Fine I won’t tell you then.” Hanuman said.

“This is no game Hanuman,” I said grabbing Hanuman and tried to pick him up, but I couldn’t. I looked at him wondering why this was, he weighed a lot and I could not tell how that was he was much smaller than I was.

“I never said it was a game,” Hanuman said.

I suddenly felt this massive weight hit me like a ton of bricks. I landed on the floor hard and tried to get up. This was not the first time I had seen Hanuman’s ability to seemingly adjust reality to suit him. He altered my weight so that I weighed a lot.

“Do you understand why I showed you that?” Hanuman said.

“To rub it in my face,” I said.

“Hardly,” Hanuman laughed. “Contrary to your belief that I am trying to pull wool over your eyes or something. I am in fact trying to make you realize things.”

Hanuman let me go and I charged at him again.

Again, Hanuman did something. This time he stopped me mid-air.

“Yep I think you are my favorite parallel version of you,” Hanuman said. “That’s what I told that i***t who went through the Zerkalo Aaeena.” He then turned towards Walker. “No not you the other one.”

“I have no idea what you mean.” Walker said stuttering.

“What the hell are you talking about?” I asked Hanuman.

“Doesn’t matter,” Hanuman said he hopped up on a nearby wall. “Hey, were you ever told of the Brotherhood.”

“The Brotherhood?” I said.

Hanuman nodded.

I looked at Hanuman who seemed like he was waiting for me to realize something. To be honest I did remember something about a “Brotherhood”, and I was thinking about it. It was way back when, before I even met Lacia D’Opidium. It was back when I had gone with my father to the White Wolf Council.

“Ah ha you do remember,” Hanuman said.

“What is it?” Walker said. He looked like whatever he had been glooming over suddenly had melted away.

“A long time ago I remember that there was a talk of something that Lady Kyzl talked about. She called it the Brotherhood.”