It's crazy how time flies when you're having fun. It has been six months since I left the military. The first three months went by terribly slow but these last three months went by in a breeze. It seems like only yesterday I caught my girlfriend and best friend in bed together. I knew that my time in the mountains were drawing to a close and that I'd have to confront the two of them when I got back.
"Head's up Alan!" Felix yelled and I looked up just in time to see him throw a fish from the lake towards me. Without a second's hesitation I thrust out my hand and a stream of fire erupted cooking the fish. Sliding a plate under the fish I sat it down next to the other fish filled plate while Felix grabbed two bottles of water from inside.
I laugh to myself at the changes three months make. The first time Felix roasted a fish with a stream of fire I was barely able to keep my jaw off the ground now shooting fire and levitating and all that is basically second nature. These last months I've been training nearly everyday but it hasn't been as hard as I originally thought it would be.
On the other hand I could tell that it's been pure hell for Felix as everyday he's getting weaker. He can barely use magic anymore (that's why I had to cook the fish) and that's only remnants from the dragon blood flowing through his system. Yesterday was our last day of training, so today we're just going to eat and then head back into the city.
As we sat down to eat I noticed that we were sitting in basically the same spot that we had met each other, a fact that Felix didn't miss as well.
"Well Alan today's the last day my friend." Felix started,"How are you feeling?"
"Well I have a slight bit of apprehension about confronting my ex and Daniel when I get back but besides that I can't complain."
"That's good to hear, most people when they have the amount of power we do, well at this point only you do, tend to forget things like apprehension and fear and everything else that made us human to begin with."
"Yeah I know what you mean, since I've been getting stronger lately I've tried to keep my outlook as normal as I possibly can but I'm afraid that I can't stop it from changing no matter how much I try."
"Trust me," Felix said,"you'll be fine. But speaking of fear, I'm afraid I have something I need to ask of you. I know I have no right but I'm just going to come out and ask you."
Felix then took a deep sigh and for the first time in a while I had no idea what was going through his head. He looked like he had something really important to say but didn't know how to go about doing it. I sat silently waiting for him to talk and he eventually continued.
"I want to ask you to look after Molina for me. You see there's things I haven't told you about Molina yet. Molina's mother Tracy is a werewolf, my son happened to meet her by chance and the rest as they say is history. He doesn't know about me, Tracy, or Molina, as far as I can tell and Tracy and Molina don't know about me being the host either."
"Tracy won't make my son John into a werewolf because she loves him to much and doesn't want him to get hurt but Molina's a different story. She's already a half lycan and Tracy's pack has been putting pressure on her to join them. I've been sticking close to Molina in order to stop them from making any moves because the lycan's code won't allow them to harm want they perceive to be an old harmless man. But with me gone I figure that they'll make a play to get Molina under their wings. So I must ask you to look after her for me." Felix finished.
I immediately told him that of course I would look after her. But then I processed the other part of what he had said and he kept talking like he was going somewhere.
"Are you leaving or something Felix?" I asked him. Felix looked at me curiously then his eyes got wide before he started to talk.
"Oh right I didn't tell you. When you made the decision to become the next host I called my attorney and gave him all your information so he could include you in my will as my successor. About a week ago he should have contacted my family and told them I was dead and that he had special instructions on what to do for my funeral, my funeral is in two days in which I really will be dead."
"You're DYING!!?" I asked my friend and mentor shocked. For all of the weakening that he had been going through these last few months Felix was still as healthy as a thirty year old man.
"Yes I'm dying my boy. What do you think happens to someone who is one hundred and sixty-one when they give up the only thing that's kept them alive that long. As of later on today you'll have ninety seven percent of my power. In the next two days my age will catch up with me and then, probably only a couple hours before my funeral I'll die."
"Oh don't give me that look," he told me,"I was already prepared for all of this when I made the transfer. Besides look on the bright side how many people get to see the setup of their own funeral." he said with a chuckle before continuing.
"I know my family will miss me but I rather that they miss me than I miss them. Maybe it's selfish of me but when my wife died I understood that I couldn't wait around for the rest of my family to join her. So please watch over Molina that's the last thing I ask of you as a friend."
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Driving down the highway on my way back to Charleston I couldn't help bit think about what Felix had told me. In two days he would be dead and here I was just driving home as if everything was alright.
Being in the military you understand the risk of people you know might die. It was a completely surreal feeling to know with a one hundred percent certainty that a friend was going to die and even know the time and date. What's even worse is I can't do anything about it.
Before we left Felix had told me to visit his attorney, some demon named Samuel, so I could sign all the necessary paperwork to receive the collected inheritance of the past host.
