“Hey, Wy, you going to share with the class or keep him to yourself?” Tandris asked with a laugh.
“Fuck, I was going to ask him if he needed a moment alone?” Ryan said with a laugh of his own.
Wyatt wanted to tell his men to fuck off, but they weren’t wrong. There was something about Rain that called to him and his beast, and he was reluctant to let them see him… but he finally handed his phone to Tandris.
“Huh, he’s cute,” Tandris muttered before handing the phone to Asod.
Asod thankfully just looked at the picture, then handed it off to Ryan. “Dude! I’m fucking driving. I’ll look at it later.”
Asod gave a low huff, but handed the phone back to Wyatt, asking, “Maybe Tan and I should shift and see if we can find where Rain’s holding up?”
Shaking his head, Wyatt answered, “No. We don’t know exactly where we’re going or how much coverage it will be, and we don’t want all of Quebec to start talking about seeing dragons in the air.”
“Fucking humans,” Asod grumbled as he sat back and closed his eyes. “I honestly wished there was a world where we didn’t have to worry about a human seeing our dragon. I just want a lifeof peace and quiet, damn it. We’ve lived for hundreds of years always hiding, and honestly, I’m just sick of it.”
Ryan quickly said, “We’ll find it, Asod. This is our last case and we are going to find that utopia. Right, Wyatt?”
Wyatt looked out the front window softly answering, “We’re going to try. With a world that everyone has cameras and radar out there, it won’t be easy, but we’ll find a place to call our own.”
“We could always live in Antarctica. I don’t think there’s much there but polar bears,” Tandris said with a small laugh.
“Polar bears live in the Arctic not Antarctica. They do, however, have penguins,” Asod informed them.
Ryan laughed, “That should be interesting.”
“We are not living in Antarctica. We’ll find a place. Once we have this case finished, we’ll be able to sit down and see what options we have,” Wyatt said firmly.
No one spoke for a long time. All of them in deep thought and just trying to rest their brains. At least two hours passed, before Ryan said, “I’m going to take this exit.”
“Where are we?” Tandris asked.
“Mont-Tremblant,” Ryan answered as he made his way off the exit and turned into a gas station. “I’m going to fill up here. We can grab some grub from the McDonald’s or the Tim Hortons. I honestly could give a shit, but I need to eat. Every time I swallow my stomach says thank you.”
“Yeah, well we have Wyatt to thank for that shit. He didn’t give us a chance to even grab a sandwich from the last place we stopped,” Asod grumbled uncharacteristically as he got out and stretched.
Tandris stood up doing the same as Asod, “To be fair we were asleep when he was driving.”
Wyatt ignored their bitching as he made his way inside to the McDonald’s. His men weren’t wrong. He could have woken them up, but he wasn’t in the best of moods when it came to taking on this case, and wanted nothing more than to kick River’s ass when he found out he’d accepted the call from the fucking Mayor to begin with.
God, he was so fucking burned out from all this cops and robbers bullshit. He and his Thunder had been hunting low lives for far too long.
Thunder, that word to describe his team made Wyatt want to smile every time… maybe because it was humans that came up with the term to begin with.
Apparently when a large group of dragons flew together through the sky it gave off the sound that thunder makes during a storm…which when you think about it sounds pretty cool.
Thunder Bounty Hunters Plus started over two hundred years ago because of the stories their parents had told them about who DOA were and how they came to be.
The idea that the right-hand man to the human creator got with Typhon, the creator of the original dragons and joined the two together in order to fight serialists… the worst of the worst and help save the world was like a dragon shifter’s own version of super heroes, and it sounded so cool to want to grow up and be like them.
Well, they were both cool and their own version of the boogeyman, because it wasn’t unheard of for a parent to say, “Ifyou keep doing that, DOA is going to come and take you away where all bad men go.”
However, the older they got, the more the story became just a myth, but it also had Wyatt and his friends thinking. Why couldn’t they become the heroes of their childhood? Why couldn’t they fight the fight?
It was too dangerous to be outed to join with Pinkerton so instead they created Thunder Bounty Hunting Plus and did their best to emulate their heroes from childhood.
The problem was how they had to go about hunting their prey.
In order to find an evil fucker you had to think like them. You had to immerse yourself into their mindset and damn near become them… and that came at a price. A price that all of his thunder was sick and tired of and wanted out.
