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They went back to the Pit. Teodor's legs shook as he left the cab. Amanda helped him up the stairs. She opened the door to Bilge's apartment. Gunner sprawled out in one of the easy chairs, reading. Trucker played with a toy truck on the living room floor.
Teodor sat down on the couch. Trucker climbed up on the couch and sat next to him. He handed Teodor the truck. “Amanda said you were hurt."
“I was,” Teodor said.
“You okay?” Trucker asked.
“I will be,” Teodor said.
Gunner looked up from his book, “What happened?”
“Some jerk stabbed me in the back,” Teodor said.
“Those hurt like a bitch,” Gunner said.
Teodor stared at Gunner. Gunner sighed and lifted up his shirt. There were three scars on his chest and abdomen. “Fun times."
“What happened?” Teodor asked.
Gunner smooth out his shirt, “My mom's boyfriend and I had a little argument.”
“He stabbed you?” Teodor asked.
Gunner nodded, “Yeah, but I got the ass good too. Cops came, Mom sided with the jerk. I took off as soon as I was stitched up.”
“Well, I can honestly say, I know what it's like."
“You're mom have a crazy boyfriend?” Gunner asked.
Teodor shook his head, “No, I was the runt of the family. You see werewolves don't have families, they have packs. And if you are not strong enough or fast enough to be of use, they will push you out. I was the smallest one. My mother told me that my father wanted to kill me when I was a year old. She stopped him.”
“So you mom was alright?” Trucker asked.
“No. She was just as bad.” Teodor leaned back. “I'm fast and smart, so I was able to stay one step ahead of the rest of the pack. But there were some close calls.”
“Did you take off too?” Trucker asked.
“I couldn't,” Teodor said, “But I did get out.”
“The villagers told some soldiers where my family lived, I was warned.” Teodor chuckled. “They were massacred.”
Gunner stared at Teodor.
Teodor waved his hand, “I can laugh now, I warned the idiots. My father did not think the soldiers would harm them.”
“Where was this?” Gunner asked.
“Spain,” Teodor said. “A long time ago.”
Trucker curled his feet up on the couch. “Did you bring something to eat?”
“Amanda is bringing something up later,” Teodor said.
Gunner sighed, “What about that Woman?” He asked.
Gunner nodded, “Yeah, Can you kill her?”
Teodor looked at his feet, “I am not sure, she's more like a ghost, than something like me.”
“There has to be a way.”
“There's always a way,” Teodor said, “Tomorrow, Amanda and I are going to the library to do some research.”
“On the Hag?” Gunner asked.
“Yeah, it's been suggested that she was a real person,” Teodor said.
“She's a witch,” Trucker said, “She's collects the skins of the kids so she can make a dress.”
Teodor patted Trucker's shoulder. “What else have you heard?”
“I heard that she was a beautiful woman once,” Gunner said, “She was attacked by a gang of kids, that scarred her.”
Teodor had heard these stories before. The story of the dress had been in the news, years ago. Some crazy in Wisconsin had dug up some dead women and made things out of their skins. The other story Teodor had heard in a few other cities. Thats all Teodor heard, was stories.
“Maybe you two should come down to the library tomorrow, too,” Teodor said.
Gunner shrugged. Trucker nodded. Teodor slapped his thigh. “Alright, afterwards maybe ice cream.”
Trucker threw himself on Teodor and hugged him. Gunner laughed.