Tales of Myths, Magic and Monsters ((for Omuyasha))

He couldn't tell if this was somehow one of her mom's powers, or of it was just his excitement, but either way, he felt giddy, like a little kid just found something that he really really wants or else he'll die, or cry, or scream at the top of his lungs, or all three. Either way, he didn't care. He just wanted to try it. Not even her doing that terrible magic trick could do anything to get his spirits down. If anything, it only made him more giddy. He smiled in response to the trick, his eyes lit up even more now.

"Are you sure you want to absorb my kind of energy," she asked him.

"I'm not planning on absorbing it," he said, eyes still glues to the blue flames. "I just want to see it for a moment. I just want to manipulate it, just really quick. I'll give it back to you the same way that you gave it to me. I promise!"

Mackenzie's mother was as amused as ever seeing Nate's reaction to her will'o wisp. "Huh? What could you possibly want with this thing?" she asked as she made the flame disappear. She reached around with her other arm and pinched his earlobe. "It was behind your ear the whole time!" she shouted as she retracted her hand showing the blue flame. She made something special look like a crappy magic trick, which her daughter smacked herself over the forehead facepalming.

"Mom..." she muttered in embarrassment.

"You sure you want to absorb my kind of energy?" she asked him.

"Oh? You're a team player huh?"

He curtly nodded in response to this. "I prefer being a team player rather than going solo, ma'am." He was stunned further when she summoned a blue ball of flame.

"I have centuries of experience in teaching these things. By the end, you'll be an A Rank." He was too drawn in by the flame in her palm to pay much attention to what she was saying. The only things he could make out were "centuries of experience", "teaching these things" and "A Rank". But he didn't acknowledge this too much yet. "You may show me off to your friends. I love fans"

"Mom?"

"Oh hush dear, I'm not saying they can see your father in his prime. I'm not that stupid."

He then looked up at the mother, his already blue eyes lit up further by the fire with sparkles in them. "Can I borrow this," he asked her, pointing at the ball of fire and practically poking it. "Just for a moment?"

Mackenzie was doubtful at her mother's explanation, so she pressed her on it. There was no way that her father inspired children's nursery stories, how old would that make him a couple centuries old? "Mom? Just how old are you and dad" She asked sheepishly. Her mother looked at her and smiled cheekily before he brought a finger up to her plush lips.

"Um, let me think...at least half a millennium easy...I'm not sure about your dad though. I think he's a couple years older than me" she muttered before she giggled to herself. "Yup, we've been happily married all this time" she said. Mackenzie gulped and looked towards Nate uneasily hoping that she was hearing this right, but her mother snickered to herself. "Whoa! Don't be breaking my daughter's heart...you don't wanna piss off a big gal like her" she said before she touched her daughter's back. "You don't think that being her suppressor would be a less involved job do yea? I have to drain my husband daily" she said.

Mackenzie gulped and nodded. "She's just teasing, of course we just met" she muttered. Her tone was a bit disappointed that he did not have any attraction towards her.

"Oh? You're a team player huh? Maybe I could teach you the rules to the game then?" Her mother said before she held up her hand and summoned a ball of blue flame. "I have centuries of experience in teaching these things. By the end, you'll be an A Rank. You may show me off to your friends. I love fans" she said.

Mackenzie blushed at her mother's true nature coming out. "Mom?"

"Oh hush dear...I'm not saying they can see your father in his prime. I'm not that stupid"

Although the view was blocked, he still put his hand up to shield his eyes from the possibility of seeing it. As he could hear them talking, his not so good feeling turned into a feeling of nausea. "Too much detail," he thought. "Way too much detail."

His cue to look was the woman saying "You should get back home, I'll handle it from here, Bigby."

He cautiously opened a finger to look through and saw the man leaving before sighing. He put his hand down and saw a flustered looking Mackenzie who was doing the same. He looked back at the woman and saw that she was looking the two of them. "Mackenzie, why don't you hand him a snack while you get dressed," she asked, receiving a nod from Mackenzie.

After going through her bag, she tossed him a bag of jerky his initial reaction being to catch it. He saw her changing, her fur going away and her shrinking until she seemed back to what could be called her human form, her clothes a tattered and outstretched mess, as she put on her shoes. The woman, who he assumed was her mother, started to speak again. He just listened to her words, his eyes widening as he heard her story.

"I just met the Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood," he thought. He was speechless, and he felt that Mackenzie had felt just as surprised as he was. This was confirmed from her reaction, which was to question her mother.

"Why are you telling me all this," Mackenzie asked.

"I thought I'd let you know, now that you have a supernatural boyfriend for once."

"Boyfriend," he asked, surprised. He then put up a hand in defense. "I'm sorry, but I never said anything about a being a boyfriend, just about being a suppressant. We just met each other today! Don't get me wrong, I'm all about the whole team thing, but I never said anything about romantic relationships." He looked towards Mackenzie for support. "Right, Mackenzie?"

Mackenzie's father reverted into a wolfman form, and his daughter blushed pretending that she had not seen her father's naughty bits. "Dad! Put that thing away!" she shrieked turning away and shielded her eyes. She personally did not care as she was already desensitized to it. She did not want to seem like a pervert to Nate.

Her mother appeared from the shadows in her partial succubus form. She carried a set of clothes for her husband, and she obstructed their view from the biggest monster they'll ever see. She laughed at him evilly before she placed a hand on her childbearing hips. "You're telling us after you almost opened the closet to the whole school?" she teased. Her voice was sultry and alluring, and her body was just as curvy and attractive as those in a porn site. "Got your python taken care of love?"

"Eh, It just won't fit"

She shook her head and turned towards him and put her hand to her face giggling. "Oh my! Did I grab the wrong pants again?" she said innocently. Deep down she was amused. "Why don't you go human and..."

"My dong doesn't shrink that much...you know that!"

"My mistake" she said sarcastically. She helped him stuff his junk into his pants, before she zipped him up causing him to let out a yelp as his testicles got crushed by the tight pants. He reverted into his human form, and he did not change much in size. She reached up and grinned as she touched his chest. "You should get back home, I'll handle it from here, Bigby" she said before she slapped his rear with the spade of her tail. As he took off, she looked back at the two. "Mackenzie, why don't you hand him a snack while you get dressed?"

Mackenzie nodded and reverted to her human form. She unzipped her backpack and tossed him a huge bag of homemade jerky. She put her shoes on, and asides from that, she looked like a post transformation victim in a werewolf horror flick with her clothes torn up and stretched out. Her mother laughed and crossed her arms over her hefty buxom. "You just had to take that hellhound on your own didn't you?" she said before she looked towards her daughter. "You know you two can be a team right?" she asked before she giggled. "Your father's right...you are going to need a whole lot of help if you want to be respectable in the occult. You know your father has inspired many children's stories? Sure some things get twisted around, but...I bet you can't guess who Little Red Ridding Hood turned out to be?" she said.

Mackenzie gasped. "Mom!? What the hell?"

She giggled. "I love that story...but you know he's not that terrible of a wolf right? Afterall he gave me all my babies over the years" she said before she twirled around. "That's right! I was Little Red...and when I heard he blew down an entire village, I wanted to fight something that dangerous...turned out he was very charming and cordial. No one knew I was a succubus, nor did they know that I was dating Bigby. Whenever he would play games with me, everyone thought he was stalking a teenage girl. And, Grandma's house was actually his house. I would bring him food all the time and sleep with him. My first night with him actually ended up a bloody disaster. A woodsmen barged in claiming to save me. I told him to not to mess with my lover, but...well...he did not realize just huge your daddy had gotten. I made sure to feed him the utmost quality of meats. I wanted him to achieve his full potential, and so...your dad woke up from his sex nap and popped that man's head like a grape...you know how cranky he can get"

Mackenzie's jaw dropped. "Why are you telling me all this!?"

"I thought I'd let you know, now that you have a supernatural boyfriend for once"

"I believe I'm gonna do all options sir," he said. He looked over at Mackenzie. "I'll get my friends here during the break, and I'll talk to your mother about this."

He then blinked and looked down, feeling a slight throbbing in his head. "Please, keep all of this supernatural business a secret from my mom, she doesn't know about any of it. She's an uninitiated. Also, I'm pretty sure I gotta get home soon, I'm starting to not feel so good."

Mackenzie looked at him shocked, and she wondered what Nate meant when he was offering to control her crazy power that she most definitely will be gaining. Her father was well aware of the connotations of this suggestion more that she did, and he chuckled to himself. "Well, this is why you need to practice. You don't have to be in a hurry. Her power won't explode or a while" he advised him. He cleared his throat and smirked. "If you want to practice on me, my wife will have to abstain from feeding. She don't like that; however, my wife can train you. She's a master with this sort of stuff. You can try that option or all options"

"Nate...maybe you should talk to my mom about this" she said.

"You're going to have a very powerful girlfriend either way" Her father said.

"Dad!" she shouted uncomfortably.

He nodded in response to his question.

"I have two ideas sir. Although, neither are guaranteed to work, I believe that there's no harm in trying."

"The first option is that maybe I can be her suppressor. Being a spiritual mage, I can drain energy out of any living creature except for plants. The only problem being that it's a risky move at this moment in time, because I need to use my spiritual energy in order to heal myself and use it, as well as other creatures need it to bund their spirits to their bodies. I have an unlimited storage for energy, but because it can never be filled, it's like when you're extremely thirsty and instead of taking the class one sip at a time, you just down it all at once. In other words, if I use it now, I may not be able to stop myself in time. But with some more practice, I can learn to control it! I just need to practice on other creatures, like monsters, hellhound's, wild animals. Or I can practice on you, because I can see that you have a lot of energy. This would all be for your daughter's sake of course."

"Now, option number two is that we might be able to get some more information from my friends back in the city. It's already pretty close to thanksgiving break, they may be able to come and visit. Also, before you ask, they're not uninitiated. They're supernatural as well, so there's no need to worry about that." He pulled out his cell phone, a simple flip phone. "I can text them and get the visit set up sometime tonight and tomorrow so that we'll be ready by the break."

"Or if you want, we can try both. I practice as well as we get some advice from my friends, who, unlike me, have been supernatural their whole lives." He then clapped his hands once and glanced at both werewolves. "So what do you two say?"

Mackenzie blushed when her father mentioned her mother devouring his energy, since she knew how succubus drained their victims of energy. "Dad? Who is going to want a beast or a girlfriend?" she shrieked.

Her father laughed at her as he put his huge hand onto her head. "Mackenzie, you'll find someone. Some guys love big women...some just don't care" he muttered before he looked at Nate oddly when he raised his hand. "You care to share them?" She looked over at him and deep down wanted him to be the one to take her to the prom, and maybe...just maybe he'd ask her out.

Despite his looks, he could really be a good father and a real role model. What he had said made Nathan cheer inside. He looked at Mackenzie and saw her energy start to waver more. She was excited, not that it was a bad thing, and she deserved to be excited, overjoyed, whatever positive emotion, she deserved it at this point. "He probably just about destroyed any doubts she might've had just now," he thought to himself. It was then that he realized something.

He raised his hand as if he were in class and spoke. "Sir! I just might have an idea or two!"

Mackenzie's father glanced at him sternly. "That is not a good way to make friends while around the uninitiated. Being out here in the woods is better if you want to show off your parlor tricks" he said. He raised an eyebrow at him and snorted. "You do realize that I haven't forbid her to make any friends. High School is a slaughterhouse for everyone's self-esteem. She's got her own challenges having my genes running through her veins. I know her more than you do...don't assume that what works for you will work for her. She's not an average werewolf" he said.

Mackenzie looked at him surprised. "What do you mean?"

Her father chuckled evilly. "If you ever met another teen werewolf, you'll see just how much more superior you are to them. I didn't explode in power until I was in my twenties...puberty lasts longer for us, so don't be surprised if you keep growing"

Her jaw dropped and squeaked. She could not imagine getting bigger than she already was, but then again, her father was huge. "Dad? What if I take more after my mom?"

"I doubt it...you're so much bigger than your elder sister already. You're just going to have to cope with being an Amazonian" he said before he slapped her on the back. "You always wanted to get stronger didn't you?" he asked.

She gulped realizing that he had overheard them talking. "Yea, but I didn't want to get bigger...I'm already a freak"

"Nah, you just have good genes. I would recommend finding someone who could help you control your power. I sort of cheated a little bit since your mother devours my energy every day. It's how she puts me on a leash...but that's being married to a succubus for you" he said.

He was right. Nathan was planning on using his energy, there was simply nothing wrong about that statement. "You're right sir," he said. "I was planning on that. And while you say that it's dangerous to do that, and while I do agree with that, I also agree with her wanting to make a friend." He looked up sternly at her father.

"I saw what school life was like for her, and I gotta say, that's no way to spend your time in school. Even if one were to say that 'it's for the best' or 'it's better this way', it's really not. Sure, she's different from other people, but that doesn't mean that she should be treated as if she were less than other people. I know what it's like to not have any friends. I never had any friends, nobody ever even gave me the light of day until I got these powers! I could see things that nobody else could see, I could see other sides of people that nobody else could, because of this." He raised his hand in front of himself. "This is what helped me! And this is what helped other people. Those people were living what they could call terrible lives, lives of loneliness. And I helped them, I went and got every supernatural being in that school and brought them together, a group where everyone had something in common with each other. And through that, they were able to learn how to act normally to other people, talk normally to other people, and live normal lives outside of their homes."

"If I can help someone, then I will. If she wants a friend, then I'm available! If you think that this judgment is poor, then who am I to stop you. But know that all I'm doing is trying my best for your daughter, just as you are telling her what you believe is best."

"Also, no, I'm not adopted. And even though I'm not adopted, my mother doesn't know about my powers, no family member knows about my powers, nor do they have any powers of their own. I'm on my own when it comes to that.

Her father's eyes narrowed upon him, and he snarled slightly. "I better not get any trouble from you. I've already heard about your little 'Practice' match. You weren't going to do that trick with infusing your energy into the ball and manipulate its trajectory were you? In front of all the uninitiated?" he asked.

Mackenzie rushed up to grab her father's meaty arm. "Dad! It was my idea" she said nervously. She knew that this could get out of hand real quick, and her voice was very shaky.

He looked down at her and snorted. "I'm disappointed in your lapse in judgement!" he said sternly.

"Yes, sir" she muttered as her ears bent and flattened against her head. Her tail tucked between her legs, and she let go of his arm. "I'm sorry! I just wanted to make a friend"

He sighed heavily which his aura instantaneously shrunk down. "You have to be careful. Do you remember what I've told you about the Werewolf trials in Europe?" he asked before he looked up at Nate. "Were you adopted?" he asked.

He looked at her curiously when she said this. "Dad," he asked. He followed her gaze and saw what she was looking at, his eyes widening. If there was a ever a Sasquatch out there, then this would be the closest thing to finding it he'd ever get, and the man had an energy to match his immense physique, wavering, yet so powerful in this state already. "Dad," he repeated.

"Dinner is ready." These words resonated throughout Nathan's body, the intensity of his voice seeming to overpower his senses. Although, the strange thing was, even though he gave off so much energy, he didn't necessarily scare the teen. Compared to Mackenzie's mom, her dad seemed to be merely just a pup. Or so he thought until the man locked eyes with Nathan, making him feel that if this guy wanted to, he could probably literally make someone crap bricks.

"A mage huh?"

Nathan steeled his nerves and responded to the beast of a man. "Yes sir. Actually, a spiritual Mage to be exact. Never seen another Mage like myself, sir."

Mackenzie withheld from attacking when she sensed that Nate was about to make a move. She was too worked up to revert into her human form anyway. She was caught off guard when her whirlwind turned into a fire whirl eventually coating him in soot. She was not expecting him to use the soot to choke off the hellhound and stab it, but she was not complaining. Although, she did feel inadequate that she was not able to fight for herself. She looked off to the side before a huge werewolf showed his face, which her eyes widened in shock. "Dad!?"

Her father was indeed an immense beast with such a vast energy that it was like a Blue Whale compared to Mackenzie's elephant size. He towered over them with his massive arms crossed over his mountainous chest. "Dinner is ready" he told her in the most intimidating voice you could ever hear. He did not bother to ask if they were alright, but he did eye Nate intensely. "A mage huh?" he muttered.

He looked at her and saw it. The energy was swirling around her, in a hurricane like manner. This was what he had hoped to never see. "Storm," he muttered to himself. "She's storming. He looked at the lighter in his hand and back at the hellhound, snapping himself back to reality.

He then pressed his thumb against the switch. "Take this!" He flicked it, watching the flame come on. He slid his thumb into the flame, feeling it burn for a second before cooling to a relaxing warmth. He concentrated and felt energy leave him, and flow into the fire. He felt it and by the sight of the glowing flames, he could see it grow bigger and expand. It swirled in a tornado of flames, wriggling and writhing, now backed by his flow of spiritual energy. He then commanded the flame to attack it, and it did so, spiraling to the side, and hitting the side of the hellhound, lifting and carrying away the growling beast from Nathan who then proceeded to get into a standing position.

He saw something floating in the air, and extended his free left hand towards it. Then, it started to gather around him, swirling and connecting with his body. He flicked the lighter off and stopped the flow of energy to the flame. The stuff started to connect and piece together with itself, aligning itself with Nathan's body. When the flame had disappeared, all That stood where Nathan was was a black being, in the exact size of him. Then, Nathan opened his eyes, the smoke avoiding touching his eyes and avoiding entering his body as he breathed. He then looked at Mackenzie and smirked.

"I call this: Smoke Armor."

He looked back at the hellhound and saw it once again standing, part of it's body still glowing from the fire as it growled once more at him. He just stared at it bared it's fangs and started to sprint towards the boy. Then, it leaped, it's jaws connecting with his body. It growled triumphantly in response to this, but soon saw that Nathan hadn't moved and it was still on it's hind legs. This brought out another curious growl as it saw that Nathan held his arm up above his head, and the jaw was locked around his arm. It licked where it's teeth would've connected with his arm, and tasted nothing but smoke, but no blood. It then bit harder, trying to draw blood, but to no avail.

Nathan then turned his head to the flabbergasted werewolf, giving her a thumbs up. He looked back at the hellhound and parted his legs. "Let's do this." He then jumped with his arm still in place, and spun, giving the beast a roundhouse kick in midair that connected with it's face, sending it flying. It spun into a tree and slid down. It then got back up and shook it's head, looking back at Nathan and growled at him once more. It once again ran at the boy. "Alright, I'll finish you off since you want it so badly." He then got into a hunched position, his left fist to the side of him. It then lunged at him. He saw this and leaned to the side, casually dodging it as he let his fist fly forward and connect with the creature's gut, sending it flying upward as the smoke particles left Nathan's body and went from his fist and through a tendril that connected Nathan's fist to the hellhound's belly.

The smoke then started to surround and attach itself to the creature, only this time, blocking off its flow of oxygen and eyesight. He looked at the tendril that still connected the two and willed it to lift it up, moving it slowly towards the front of the spike. He then willed the smoke to leave a free area on both of the hellhound's sides, turning it so that one side was facing the point of the spike. He then moved it away from the point, slowly, and then with a yell, he plunged it into the spike, piercing it's whole body, going in from one side and going out the other, hearing it cry out in response. He then stopped the flow of energy and let the smoke go free, watching it rise up into the air. It was still crying, the noise tugging at his heart. With a sigh, he flicked the lighter on, and let energy flow into the flame. Only having a stream of it go into the wooden spike, engulfing it and the hellhound, burning both.

He then turned, smiling at Mackenzie, and gave her a thumbs up.

Mackenzie as slowly transforming, but she did as he said. Her clothes started getting tight and strained before they ripped slowly. She had very pretty grey fur as a tail sprouted from her backside. "No shit!" she said in a deep but feminine monstrous voice in response to his comment about the hellhound being angry. She watched him drop the lighter, and she picked it up remembering that it was his lucky charm, or what she determined was a catalyst to his powers. She gave it back to him, which her hand was a great big werewolf paw. Her ears became pointed and shifted upwards before sprouting into lupine ears on the top of her head. Her muzzle pushed out, and her metatarsals elongated as her feet swelled just after she kicked her shoes off. She was now on the balls of her feet with black callus like padding with canine hind feet. The wind around her was so strong that limbs from the trees were snapping off. She growled out knowing that there would be more if this was not finished off quickly. She was prepared to snap the hellhound's neck.

He saw it, and it was not pretty. The energy that accompanied it wasn't pretty either. It was dark and snaking through the air around the creature. He glanced over at Mackenzie and gasped. Her energy was at the wavering spike level, wavering more and more with each second. He didn't know whether or not she could control herself in this form, but he didn't want to find out. He looked at the acorn in his hand and back at the hellhound, having Coke up with a plan.

"Get behind me," he yelled, rushing to get in front of her.

He crouched down and dug a small hole in the dirt with his hands, moving it around and rearranging it. "Got it!" He placed the acorn, the top facing the beast, into the small hole and placed his hands on the ground. He could hear it and feel the two energies now. It was never good when he felt energies. "Come on, come on!" Then it jumped with a growl, heading right for Nathan when something shot out from where he had put the acorn. It stuck out of the ground and struck the hellhound where its right shoulder was, causing it to roll to the side. He looked at what had shot up and saw that it was a spike, a long, wooden spike.

He looked at the hellhound and saw that it was growling at him as he pulled out his lighter. "It's angry," was his last thought before it lunged at him again, tackling him and sliding several feet away from Mackenzie. He could smell what could've been blood and he could see some liquid dripping from where the spike had struck it. He didn't have time to inspect it or cheer that he had done some damage because it reared it's head back and growled at him. He went to flick on the lighter when he realized he wasn't holding it anymore, he had dropped it! He desperately groped the ground around himself and felt something long. He pulled it in from of himself and concentrated as the creature went to bite at his head, only to be stopped by what could not be identified as a stick. It growled in a confused manner at the fact that the stick wouldn't break even more to the fact that he was holding it back with said stick. "Mackenzie! Lighter!"

Mackenzie smiled faintly when he told her that she was strong. Deep down she did not have a high self-esteem, but it was because that all her life she was told she could never be strong because of her gender. Not by her father, which on the contrary, he was always working out with her at home. She looked at him sternly knowing the nature of her powers, and his explanation only reaffirmed it. "Well...We are constantly trying to keep ourselves from transforming. When we get excited as you put it, it's the most difficult for us to remain in human form. I'm guessing the wavering is us resisting a transformation" she explained before she began to think to herself.

"You must have a large reservoir to not experience a wolf out...err a blow out" she muttered before she closed her eyes. "If we repress our energy for too long, it backfires on us. I know for a fact that we get our energy from the food we consume and sun light. You ever wonder why we are forced to transform during a full moon? That's when we are exposed to the most light through the course of a day..." she said before she looked off into the distance. "It's a hellhound..." she muttered.

Not too soon after, a grotesque horned saber-toothed dog the size of a horse shown itself. It was invisible to mortals, but Mackenzie could see it. She snarled and felt the urge to transform. There was a signature whirlwind around her as her aura flared up ready to initiate the metamorphosis.

He smiled sincerely at her as he said: "Of course you're strong! But, there is a way for you to get stronger, and, if I'm right, there are multiple ways. Let me explain. I'm what I call, a Spiritual Mage. I can harness, possess, and use my own spiritual energy."

"First, let me explain what I know about spiritual energy. Spiritual energy is something that everything living, apart from plants and and animals, have. And it is always moving, constantly, throughout and around our bodies. Yours is always wavering, like most supernatural beings, while most normal people's is flowing as if in a stream. Both energies are natural, yet both are different. People can't access or do anything special. They don't have any special abilities or traits, whereas you're a supernatural being, part werewolf, part succubus. So your energy is always wavering, like it's a constant battle between yourself and your supernatural side."

"My energy doesn't move. And by that, I mean that it's completely still. It doesn't flow, nor does it waver. But, it only moves when I want it to. And by when I want it to, I mean when I want to use it. I can turn it off and on at my command, and when it's on, I can see other's spiritual energy, and when it's off, I can't. But, I can also make it flow into objects by direct contact. Here, let me show you an example." He looked around and picked up an acorn. "I can transfer some energy into this, and hit anything at any distance if I were to throw it."

He then concentrated once more, and felt something leaving his palm where the acorn lay. Nathan looked around, and finally found what he wanted to throw it at. He aimed, and swung his arm out, flicking his wrist and releasing the nut. They watched as it ricocheted from one tree, hit another at an upward angle, rolled up the tree and across the underside of a branch to let gravity do the rest. As it fell, Nathan held out his open hand and felt it land in his palm with a small slap.

"As you can see, I transferred my energy into this nut, and made it do that. That doesn't mean that I controlled it, I simply guided it with my aim and gave it more force with my energy. Normally, when I do this, it leaves me, and it did. It left me and now I can't get that energy back. But that doesn't mean that I have a limited amount of spiritual energy. It just means that I used up some of what energy I had. I can replace it in a variety of ways. I would explain them all, but I don't know every single way, nor do I even want to explain all of the ways I know how. I'm just gonna say that the most common way, is by basically praying."

"I once heard in church, that the more you pray and devote yourself to God, then you'll be blessed with spiritual energy. But all you have to do is pray so you don't have to devote yourself to God, but on that note, Pastors have a ton of spiritual energy. You can hold an unlimited amount, but it's up to you how much you store."

"On that note, I have about three possible ways that you can make yourself stronger. Praying, I can transfer energy over to you, or you can try to feed off of my spiritual energy. Although there's no guarantee that it'll work, I believe that it's still worth a shot. So what do you say?"

Mackenzie laughed to herself. "Yup, Good job! I am a werewolf too" she said proudly. She scratched the back of her head when he mentioned inheriting things from her mother. "Well...I know I got my boobs and hips from her, but powerwise...I'm not sure if that applies" she muttered before she bit her lip when he said that he had a solution to her wanting to be strong. "Um you do?" she muttered. She did not know if she liked the sound of this as she did not know the nature of his powers, and he was not built like her father, so she was very uneasy about his suggestion. "Do you think I'm strong already?" she asked.

He listened attentively as she spoke of her parents, noting the succubus and werewolf part. When she finished, he smiled to himself before saying: "Well, I have two answers for you. I believe that from your love of wolves, as well as your spikes and strength, you might have inherited that from your father, considering that you just admitted that you, as well as your dad, have slip ups, but your freakishly incredible size and strength could also come from him. But you never know, maybe you inherited a bit from both, the strength and slip ups from your father, and something unknown from your mother. It's like what you would call, an uninitiated, would have. No baby has traits from only one parent. It could be the same case with the supernatural. Ever seen the movie, Sky High? It's like that."

He looked at her now, still smiling. "Also, I believe that I may have a solution to all of your wanting to be strong problems!"

Mackenzie nodded her way through his explanation before she immediately looked at him curiously when he mentioned seeing spiritual energy. "Weird...my mom can feel and taste Spiritual energy. She's a succubus, and a really powerful one from everyone I hear talk about her" she mentioned before she laughed nervously. "As for my dad...he's...sort of a tasty snack for her. He's a freakishly strong werewolf, and I bet you can't figure out which side of the family I got my powers from" she said before she bumped into him.

"Luckily for you, I have a lot of control over my wild side...mostly" She said as they walked into the woods. "But I do have the occasional slip ups...not as bad as my dad though. He has my mom to help him with that. You see...Succubus feed off spiritual energy, and when a werewolf transforms they give off super crazy energy. It's so powerful that it creates crazy weather around them. Dad says that he could blow a house down like the big bad wolf, but I have my doubts about it. Mom can make your heart stop if she wills it. Super scary shit right there" she said before she looked at her hands. "I really want to be strong like them, but I'm still so much beneath them that I feel like I'm a screw up...you know?" she muttered.

He looked ahead as they walked, the top of his vision filled with the blue of the sky. Off in the distance, he could see it fade to orange, marking the beginning of night. He took a moment to think about how to respond to this before saying something.

"Well, for one thing, I know enough to know about the supernatural, unlike most people. I also know how to take care of myself enough to defend myself against the supernatural as well as how to identify it. I can see spiritual energy, if that makes any sense. Not sure if you can see it, and if you can, call it what you want. Call it aura, or call it spiritual energy. I prefer that. But as far as I can see, everyone has it. You, me, and I can even see the spiritual energy of what I assume are actually spirits, ghosts, if I may call them so. I can see it where nobody is there, yet I can't do anything about it."

"Trust me, the supernatural isn't new to me. And, as it seems, rather, as far as I know, the supernatural is attracted to me and vice versa. I even have a friend or two that possess supernatural qualities back at the city. But now I won't be able to see them for a while, and I miss them. Oh,while I'm on the topic, I can sense if someone has supernatural qualities. Such as you and the nurse. Your energies are different. Not to mention that both of you got too excited back at school, you during the practice round, and the nurse when we went to see her. I can tell that you probably know a lot more about this stuff than I do, so it's your turn. How about you tell me what you know about it?"