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The Legend of Shinigami	By : KimTime-Wolf Category: Gundam Wing/AC > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 674 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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After Duo had left the house his parents set about calling family members that were seriously lacking in the ‘being helpful’ department. Solo had called his family first and wasn’t at all amused to learn that they hadn’t thought anything of it because they had thought he’d known. He was still trying to figure out how they’d known when he hadn’t when Sara found out from her mother that Duo had inherited the spirit from his Great-great-Aunt Grenda who died a week before he was conceived meaning a week and nine months before Duo was born. So as per the theme in their family, he inherited it as first born after the previous host died. Solo and Sara were pretty pissed that no one told them this when it was going on. But Sara’s mom said that at the time that Modryb Grenda died Solo and Sara were still trying to find work and a place to live after getting married and moving to the United States. So they wouldn’t have been able to go to the funeral anyway. However Solo’s anger flared when he realized that there was no excuse for them not to tell them any time after. He’d nearly smashed his cellphone into the table. Currently on the phone with her father Sara was spitting mad about his defense as well.
“Dropping hints? You call simply not allowing my son near your damned animals a HINT. Especially when you would come over and tell us, TELL us, that he more than likely didn’t have the curse! How DARE you! We wanted our children to have a normal life, that’s why we moved to the United States. Yet you KNEW, the moment he was born that he would inherit Modryb Grenda’s Shinigami spirit. That his life would be far from normal and yet you let us foolishly believe that he wasn’t different.”
<Sweetheart it wasn’t like that. You had just moved there and were still getting settled. When we found out you were pregnant we didn’t want to ruin it for you.> Her father’s voice was the kind of patient condescending tone that one tries to console a small child with after they’ve hurt themselves trying to do something they were told not to do. That, ‘I told you so’ without the explicit wording.
Sara wasn’t having any of it, “So you LIED to me instead. Guess which one’s more painful Tad.” So saying, she hung up the phone, angry tears glittering in her storm colored eyes.
Leaning her elbows on the counter with the house phone in her right hand splayed across the surface and her left pressed to her forehead in an attempt to get herself under control she jumped a little when strong arms wrapped around her. “Solo, I... I just yelled at my dad. I’m not sure I’ve ever done that before. Especially when I do understand why he did what he did. But, it just hurts so much!”
“I know Honey.” As Sara finally fell apart Solo took the phone from her hand and laid it on the counter, turning his wife to face him he wrapped her closer to him as she buried her face in his chest. “Yeah, my family knew about it as well. Not sure how they knew he inherited your family’s Shinigami but they knew. They didn’t realize we didn’t know, apparently.” Solo sighed and kissed the top of her head. “But we do know what’s going on with him now, and we know how to help him. So let’s just focus on that.”
Leaning away from her husband Sara wiped her eyes with her sleeves and smiled up at him. “You’re right.”
“Who was your family’s Shinigami again?” Solo questioned as he ran his fingers through her hair.
“Arawn he was a Welsh god, the King of Hell, hmmm, I think his realms were revenge, terror, war, and of course the underworld.” Sara thought back to all the lore she’d learned as a child in Wales.
“So he’s a Shinigami spirit for the same reason as ours, he was a God of the Underworld?” Solo asked.
Sara grinned, “Yes, though it’s his other attributes that worry me.”
Solo smiled down at her, “That I can understand. Hmmm, I think ours is Veles, god of earth, waters, and the underworld. My younger brother has ours. Apparently Veles jumps from host to host, if he finds someone stronger in the family, no matter how young or old, he jumps. Though he can only do that if his current host and the stronger one are in physical contact. S’why I was always afraid of taking Duo to family reunions in Russia, our son is a pretty strong person. But Sten seems to still have it. Plus the last time they were in the same place Duo was only four.”
Sara nodded, “Did you want to use the truck and go up to the Ranger Station and check in? We might as well get it done today. I can drive you.” She requited after long moments of them simply holding each other soaking up one another’s presence.
“Sounds good to me, but we might want to get dressed first, and since it’s now about noon, maybe have lunch? I’m sure Duo just got to that clearing of his, he took a lunch right?” Solo hadn’t actually been paying much attention to his son when he’d come back into the kitchen after getting dressed and grabbing his laptop and case.
“Yes.” Sara huffed, “Too busy staring at my ass to notice your own son, whatever shall I do with you?”
Solo blushed a deep red at his wife’s rather acute summary of the situation and moved out of the kitchen to get dressed for the day.
Having gotten dressed and eaten lunch Sara and Solo got into her truck and drove the fourteen miles to the ranger station. On their arrival they were bombarded by the ever active and all too willing to help Hilde. The girl had become fast friends with Duo when they moved here and as far as they knew was Duo’s only friend out here.
“So, did you really get attacked by bobcats Mr. Maxwell? How’d you get away? Are you badly hurt? Do you need anything? Are the cats still there? Have you met the Barton’s yet?” Hilde’s speed of light questioning was something that they were used to. Once she finally paused for breath Solo held up a hand so she would know that she’d be getting an answer before she was allowed to ask more questions.
“Yes I was, you can see it later, after I report in. I got away by diving through the kitchen door, and no, it’s not all that bad. As far as I could tell the cats are gone. The only thing we need is to get inside and report the incident, and who are the Barton’s?” Solo grinned down at the girl who’s ever changing hair color was now a dark blue.
“The Barton’s are your new neighbors. I’m glad you’re okay! Dad should be in his office.” Hilde answered with a flick of her head before sauntering off to the garage with a wave to tinker around on her pickup. The girl was a handy mechanic and had worked on both Sara’s Chevy Silverado and Solo’s old Chevy Blazer. Hilde had even taught Duo how to repair and do upkeep on his motorcycle, a dark purple Kawasaki Ninja. The girl was a genius when it came to anything with a motor.
As she wandered off Sara and Solo went up the steps, the blonde having to help the chocolate haired man as his leg gave him mobility issues, and into the station. They were greeted on all sides by well-wishers and people who were simply glad that they were alright. However there were others who jeered at how the ‘Animal Man’ had gotten a little too close to the kitty-kitties. Solo took it all in good humor, knowing that they were referring to the time he’d had to coax a couple of bobcats out of a building that they’d made into their den. The building was condemned and the demolishers had come by and found them, rather painfully found them. They’d called the Rangers and Solo had gone in with a team to move them. They didn’t make any headway with the cats until Solo had grabbed a fluffy tree branch and started swaying it around like a cat toy and saying ‘here kitty kitty’. It was always an amusing story. They’d started calling him the ‘Animal Man’ however because he was always able to coax the animals into safety, whether they started out angry or not, he was always able to calm them. He was their go-to guy when it came to animal problems.
They wandered their way to Chief Hank Schbeiker’s office, knocking on the door Solo heard a crash and thump before the now cursing Chief opened his door. “What?!”
Solo blinked at the man’s flushed face and truly irritated greeting, watching as realization dawned on the poor man’s face Solo smiled, “You wanted my incident report?” He questioned with a quizzical brow.
“Uh, yes. Sorry,” He ran a hand raggedly through his greying black hair, “We found the culprits who set fire to the woods. But we can’t slam them with anything because it was a “religious retreat”.” The Chief air-quoted with disgust.
“Ouch. That sucks. What’d you knock over in there?” Solo asked curiously, /Looks like Duo was right, it seems his dreams are a bit prophetic, this could be bad./ He thought to himself.
“That damn plant that Hilde and Megan got for me. Said it would make the space more appealing, ha! All the damn thing does is get in my way!” The big man’s bushy eyebrows came together on his forehead as he recalled how persistent his wife and daughter had been about him getting that particular plant for his office.
Sara looked past the man to the area in front of his office window, “Oh Hank, you hopeless man. It’s practically dead.” She brushed past him and picked the Red Chokeberry plant up off of the floor and gathered as much soil back into the pot as she could, she sat the planter on the small table in front of the window. “Why don’t the two of you deal with that bobcat report and I’ll take care of the plant?”
Both men simply looked at her for a moment before nodding. Hank went over and grabbed the paperwork they would need from his overflowing desk and walked back to the doorway where Solo still stood. Waving the papers in Solo’s face he spoke, “Let’s go to the break room and fill this out, that way you have a place to sit down.”
Solo nodded and headed down the hallway to the well-lit and well caffeinated break room, Hank following behind. Once they reached the room Hank set the papers on a table and got himself a mug of hot black coffee, he motioned to Solo, silently asking if he’d like a cup. Solo shook his head and sat down before the papers, having grabbed a pen off of the counter by the door. After Hank had taken a seat Solo proceeded to tell him the same story that he’d told Sara the night before, well more that morning, but that was a technicality. Hank had already known about the bobcat that pounced him, since Solo had been on his way back with the bear report when it had happened and he’d mentioned it as odd. They all knew that the predators didn’t generally travel along well humanized areas – the smell of humans was generally avoided at all costs. Hearing about how the wild cats had circled his house however had the Chief raising a brow, “You think they targeted your house?”
Solo laughed, “Of course not, that’s a little too strange. I’m not sure what it was that brought them our way, or what made them finally leave.” However to himself he admitted that they probably had ‘targeted’ his home, his son was there after all. But there was no way he was going to tell anyone not in the family about the family ‘curse’. So he also left out the wolves, simply saying that both Sara and Duo had been inside the whole time and didn’t even know the cats were there until he’d crashed through the door.
While the men took care of the paperwork Sara found the vacuum and sucked up the rest of the dirt on the Chief’s carpet before finding Hilde and asking if she had anything lying around that could be used to trim the plant a bit so that it fit into the window. Coming back with an old pair of bolt cutters she set to work trimming the tree, taking the trimmings out to the mulch pile behind the station and vacuuming up the rest of the mess, she grabbed up some more potting soil from the station’s shed – why that place didn’t have hedge clippers was beyond her – and replaced the lost soil. She was just watering the poor plant when the men returned.
“That should do it.” Chief Schbeiker stated as he rose from his chair. “Let’s go save my office from your wife.”
Solo grinned at him, “I doubt she’s had time to do anything but care for that plant, it was in pretty bad shape after all.” Hank smacked him in the arm.
They returned to find Sara watering the plant, “See, told ya.” Hank smacked him again.
“We good to go?” Sara queried.
“Yeah, we’re golden.” Solo answered.
“Hank? Make sure to water this plant once a day, one cup full. If this dies Megan will have your head and you know it.” Sara huffed her way out of the room, leaving the Chief Ranger pouting at his desk.
Solo just shook his head, “I’ll call if I can’t come in tomorrow. We’ll see how sore my damn leg is.” He waved good-bye after Hank nodded at him, leaving the man to go back to thinking of inventive ways to kill religious fanatics who think it’s okay to burn forests down.
Tad = Dad, Modryb = Aunt (Welsh)
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