Aftermath Part 1

Tatiana killed the three hunters and hung them up. She cleaned up all of the dust and repaired most of the damage. She left the scene and went back to the house. There was no way of hiding the fact that an entire building disappeared, not unless she broke the seal on her powers.

When she arrived at the house, Stiles was there pacing back and forth. He saw her materialize from shadows, but that didn't phase him. "Thank goodness, you are here. Where is Raheem." She didn't respond verbally, but she did point upwards.

She grabbed a glass and a bottle of liquor. She was about to pour it into the glass but changed her mind. She chugged half of the bottle instead.

Stiles was about to say something, but they heard a sound outside. Tatiana jumped out of the window and ran to the back. Stiles was right behind her. Outside, they saw Frank on the ground groaning.

Tatiana walked briskly over to him. She looked him over and didn't see any injuries. The All-Beast landed next to Stiles.

He sniffed him and smiled. "You very good." He gave him a thumbs up. Stiles awkwardly gave him a thumbs up in return. The All-Beast looked at Tatiana and then pointed at Frank. "He has blood. Give it to Raheem. Good job on the hunters."

Stiles wasn't weirded out or scared of his appearance. To him, he only saw Raheem's face. Tatiana, on the other hand, saw what Frank had seen. There are perks to being an apostle.

The All-Beast looked at the raising sun and let out a content sigh. Stiles caught Raheem before he fell to the ground. Frank reached into his pocket and pulled out a vial. Tatiana took it and poured it into Raheem's mouth.

Stiles watched as Raheem's body changed. His body shrunk until it reached the height of 6'0 even, and his compressed muscles bulged. He no longer had the swimmer's figure. He had a figure that looked like it was made from stone. He weighed 195 pounds of pure muscle before, and now he felt as if he gained at least 30 pounds of muscle.

His short black hair grew exponentially, and it felt soft yet harder than the trees around the training ground. Raheem slept through all of the changes and even had the nerve to release a comfortable sigh.

Stiles wanted to punch him in the face. It was now the morning of the next day, and here he is holding him in his lap while he is comfortably sleeping. Stiles looked at Tatiana and Frank, who were talking in the distance. "Well, Stiles, you accepted the job, and there is no going back now."

"Frank, are you ok?" Tatiana asked. "Yes and no. Physically, I'm ok, soul-wise, probably not. The All-Beast hit me with a soul attack." Tatiana winced when she heard that response. There are many ways to make a soul stronger and even almost indestructible, but healing one has always been a pain.

She clapped his shoulder. "Well, I would say I told you so, but I can't talk. I felt like my entire existence would have been extinguished." Frank nodded in agreement. "True, the All-Beast is smarter than it looked. He played with me to get some blood essence."

"What kind?" Frank glanced at the now-changed Raheem and then back at Tatiana. He pulled a dagger from her waist and threw it directly at his head.

*Clank*

Stiles didn't react until the dagger hit the ground. "What the hell!?" He looked at Frank and said. "Be careful. What if you could have hit me?" He thought about the way he reacted just now and added. "Great! It's just wonderful. The next thing I know, I'm going to be throwing weapons at people."

He didn't like the idea of getting used to weapons being thrown or throwing them at people. He picked Raheem up over his shoulder and took him to his room. Tatiana and Frank ignored him.

"He got Neiman Lions' blood essence?" Frank nodded his head. "Great, so I have to blunt weapons during spars from now on." She rolled her eyes and complained. She hated using blunt weapons. She would rather see her enemies' faces of despair than crush them unless they were between her thighs.

"Why are you complaining? I'm the one who got played with." "Only because you wanted to interfere with his decision." Frank sighed and went towards the greenhouse to see if they had any null flowers.

"By the way, there aren't any null flowers in there," Tatiana shouted over her shoulder. Stiles was in the living room sitting down, skipping through channels. He stopped at the news channel.

"Hi, this is Linda Foster reporting on a scene of what looks like an explosion going off as you can see behind me. The building that was here for over ten years has completely disappeared."

Stiles spat out his orange juice and sat forward.

The cameraman turned towards the motel across the street. "Linda, look behind you."

Linda looked behind her and saw the city morgue leaving with three body bags. She rushed over and tried to ask questions.

"Excuse me, excuse me. Can you tell me anything about the bodies? Are they the victims of a terrorist attack? Were they the terrorists? Please, anything you say can bring peace of mind to countless civilians." The coroner ignored her and got into the van.

"Jesus Christ, couldn't you have made this all go away?" Stiles asked Tatiana. She snorted. "Kid 80% of my powers are sealed. Otherwise, this entire planet would be crushed just from me being here. There was no way of hiding it, I did clean up the remains, though."

"The bodies?" "An order from Raheem."Impossible, Raheem wouldn't order you to kill so openly."

"Not him per se, a part of him ordered me to, and there is no way in hell I was going to disobey." "What do you mean?" She rolled her eyes and poured the rest of the bottle of liquor into a yeti cup.

"You know Raheem is the All-Beast, right?" "Yes, I don't see the connection." " Ok, so there you have it." She sat down on the couch drinking.

"Explain it more thoroughly." Frank tiredly sat down in the recliner and looked at Stiles. "Raheem is the All-Beast, but an immature one. He hasn't fully grown his spots if you would." Stiles nodded along.

"So as a safety precaution, anytime he loses control, the other part of him emerges. We all have different parts of ourselves. The happy and positive, then the gloomy and negative." Stiles was starting to make the connection.

"I think I get it. Basically, when something happens and Raheem can't take it, the other side of him that he keeps locked away comes out?" Frank nodded in contentment. "Exactly, but the problem with that is he can't keep doing that. He must accept this other half and become whole."

Stiles sat thinking about it for a moment. "Why is it so important to accept this other half? It looks and sounds like it causes nothing but trouble." Frank didn't respond this time.

"Cause you, idiot." Tatiana sat her cup down and sat up straight. "Let's say you are a cop. As a cop it's your job to enforce laws and protect the people, correct?" "Yes, that is common sense."

"Good, now let's say you try to be fair and always nice to people, then one day comes, and you can no longer be the nice cop." She eyed him. He shifted a little and faced her. "You would have to become a neutral party and solve a conflict, but let's say one person involved is someone you care about. Would you be able to remain neutral?"

"Of course not, either intentionally or unintentionally you would become biased and unreliable. Raheem can't allow that. He must be neutral at all times. He can't say one species of animal is better than another other or one species is useless. He must be the balance and ruler of beasts." She got comfortable again on the couch.

"You are wrong though, he can do that. He is the All-Beast. It's in the name and title. If he says that animal is useless then it is. If he says this animal is better than this one then it is. Screw balance and the damn food chain." Stiles said this with conviction.

Frank laughed at Tatiana's facial expression. "You should lay off the booze. You just got schooled by a mortal who hasn't even bedded his woman." Tatiana threw the cup at Frank and left towards her bar.

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