The Death Twins

the opposite of kindness, is blindness

Jac's P.O.V

Most wolves recovered soon and Sam and I started training them. They were really keen on learning how to defend themselves and we helped them. For two weeks out schedule was: Wake up, eat, train, eat, train, eat sleep. We made sure we had enough food and water because the training makes the wolves hungry and thirsty. While eating we asked them if they knew where our father went or if they thought he would might go to a certain location. No one knew anything about it, until the pack's elder came towards us. She was an old grandma and knew a lot. She knew myths, legends, true stories and ways to heal people no one knew. She called us towards our cell and she sat down. We laid down to listen to her story. "Your father asked me about some things before he left. I am not supposed to tell my patients stories but I will make an exception because I think this is what right." She said with her old voice. Sam and I listened carefully. "Your father asked me about a village. A village in the mountains. The village is hard to reach but it is a real existing place. The place is real and the myths might be too." She said. He went there, I was 100% sure of it. "The myth tells about a village of angels. The village is shielded from the rest of the world and only accessible if you come from heaven." She said. "You think our dad might have headed that way?" Sam asked and she nodded. We were happy, but the elder wasn't done yet. "I must warn you. The myths also say the road towards it is hard and possessed by the devil. The gateway to heaven is guarded by the devil and if you don't make it through there, you won't get to heaven." She said. "Thank you a lot. We owe you a lot." I said when I was sure she was done talking. She nodded and Sam helped her back up. "This room." She said. "Your father hoped you would appreciate it if you were ever coming back." "We do." Sam said. The elder pointed at the sun ray with her cane. The ray was coming from the one small window which always meant a lot to us. The elder took out a glass ball, but it wasn't smooth. She held it in the sun ray and the light shattered. The room was filled with light and little light dots appeared on the wall. It was beautiful. We looked at our surroundings. The big wall with the beautiful painting. The bars, painted black but now with white dots. Grey walls with claw marks. Even the walls were beautiful with the dots. I looked up to the ceiling. Another painting. A big flower with big flower petals. The top was on fire and the stalk sat in water. Little dragonflies, butterflies, bees and other small flying animals were around it. In the water were big and small but all beautiful fish swimming. The fire turned into the mane of a lion and a big growling lion. The light dots were everywhere. I looked down and the painted floor. The floor grey but Sam and I were painted, lying somewhere in the cell. I recognised myself because of the missing nail. I walked towards it and laid on top of me. I was way bigger than how I was in the painting. We were looking at every dot and searched for the secret it hid. Every dot showed something. We smiled after seeing everything. The elder put it back in her pocket and called us with her. We walked behind her. We went outside, to the graveyard. We went to our mother's grave. It was a big tombstone that had to get your attention if you walked in. The graveyard was being gardened well. The grass was green. Little flowers were everywhere just growing. All graves had fresh flowers. The tombstones were being cared for and cleaned once in a while. They were shining and had the most remarkable things and quotes of the dead person on they. "She was kind, loving and caring." The elder read. "If you cared, you should've been there." Sam said. "The opposite of kindness, is blindness." I read. She used to tell us that and she taught us not to look away but help. "You being sweet, can be someone else's treat." The elder said and she smiled. "Your mother took all her greatness, power and superpowers, and gave them to you. You have become exactly what she wanted you to become." She said walking towards us and holding both our heads. The elder has always been everyone's loving grandma. "Let's go. We are going to make a big feast to celebrate you were here. I guess you will be leaving tomorrow for your father, but not without a feast. " She said and she walked past us, back towards the pack house. A mother and her kids were walking towards us. The boy pointed towards a big tree with pick blossom. I saw something hanging from the branch. The mother picked the kid up. "He wants you to go swinging with us." She smiled and we nodded. "How old are you?" I asked the boy. He smiled. "Six." He said proud. "That is very old. You must be really strong." I said and he nodded happy and hugged his mother. "Mommy has told a lot of stories about you. How you saved her and me. You saved me while I wasn't even alive yet." He said and we looked at the mother. We finally realised who it was. "Your mother has always been very strong." I said. "She would've easily survived on her own. You better listen to her and become just as good as she is." I said and he nodded. "Promise?" Sam asked him. "Promise." He said kissing his mother on her cheek. We walked towards the tree and he sat on the swing. "Will you push me?" He asked me. I walked towards him and pushed the swing with my snout. I was pushing him and blossom fell down on us. I stopped and started shaking the tree itself. Sam helped me. The boy jumped around the tree and his mother laughing and playing. It was raining pink blossom and he was turning around and around on spot while enjoying the rain of flowers on his face. Other kids ran towards us and they ran around the tree. I was enjoying the happy faces and happy parents. We had dinner and the elder had prepared a huge meal. Everyone helped. People made food, set up the huge table, decorated the room or did other chores around the room. Everyone seemed happy and cheerful. Dinner was ready and huge plates with food were rolled in on serving carts. First a few plates with chicken. Then salads with strawberries, watermelon, pineapple, banana, cherries, peach, mango, blueberries etc. It smelled delicious. A few huge pizzas and some huge pies, four layers each. I was amazed. Name tags were set up to let kids sit with their parents and mates with each other but also to let people socialise and make the pack a bigger group. Also to let the new ones in easier. Sam and I sat somewhere in the middle with families and friends around us. Not many new people were around because they weren't used to us. Shawn put food on our plate as we sat on the ground. We were higher than all other people while we were sitting on the floor and they on chairs. The elder came in with her apron. Different colours from the food were on on it. It wasn't dirty, but beautiful. You knew the food will definitely be good if she walked around like that. She walked on the little stage, the place I fear with my life. The room was silent, something I don't remember from this pack. We would used to talk through the alpha's talks and speeches as loud as possible. We all looked towards granny. "Never," She started. "Would I've thought I would live the day the twins returned. I waited a long time for this but they are here again. Not for long, but I know there are alive, happy and being good pups. The pups their mother wanted them to be. We owe them a lot but they are leaving tomorrow already. They are looking for their father and they are desperate. We will have this feast with them to celebrate their brave acts, six years and longer ago. We should be glad Sunny didn't listen to the B-man and brought them to this world. Who knows where we would've been without them. I don't want this to be an emotional speech to make people feel sad because this is a happy moment and we should celebrate." She raised a glass water because she can't take alcohol anymore. The adults raised their glasses with wine and the kids with children's champagne. Sam and I threw our heads back and howled. The people cheered and we began our meal. I was happy talking to all those people I hadn't seen in years. I saw mothers who I knew as scared pregnant women. Their positivity was our pleasure and gave me a good feeling. I was smiling the whole time. The kids were eating like us and the parents got mad at them. We can't use cutlery and just eat straight from the plate. You can imagine what the kids did. We laughed at them but the parents weren't so happy about it. After all, we had a great time.