Code Collector

Slash.

A red blood liquid was spilled on the roof of the building as everyone held their breath. A dagger fell to the ground as well as the one that held it.

"Not on my watch," Allen said as he swing the Fervent Glaive to get rid of the blood.

Before the treacherous Lycan could strike down Turon, Allen had already launched himself off of the window and slashed the traitor's chest. The wound wasn't deep due to the armor that thr Lycan had worn, but it was enough to send him into a shock which caused him to fall.

"Brother," Turon whispered. "What's going on?!"

A few more of the Lycans leaped to the roof and drew their swords. They all raced to their leader, screaming their war cries as they try to assassinate Turon.

Bang.

Gary sighed as he shot one of them. He held a sniper rifle in his hands, aiming from the window of Sebastian's home unit. He had this weapon from Allen a couple of days back when the latter asked him for versatility.

Gary could not just rely on his shotgun alone. When they needed to fight an enemy in long range, he was their best bet that was why Allen gave him the weapon.

"That was awesome!" Allen grinned. Jeremy went beside him and he summoned Stacey and Vince. "This is now us against about half of the Lycan army. This will be a tough battle, but I know we can get through this."

Turon suddenly stepped in front of Allen and faced the Lycans. When the former tried to protest, Turon raised his hand to stop him. "Don't worry. I got this.

With a single blink of an eye, Turon's men fell down. Allen did not feel anything, nor did he see anything. It was just one fraction of a second and everyone was down.

"Order of the Alpha," Turon said. "They forgot that I am still their leader. Once I reject their entire existence, they cease to live. That is the rule of the Lycans."

Allen watched in amazement as Turon leaped from the roof, straight into the room where his bride was at. He carried his sleeping bride, returning to the roof. "I know my people does not tolerate our relationship, but I cannot live without my bride."

"Turon?" the bride fluttered his eyes open, and then panicked. "I'm so sorry for deceiving you. It was not my intention–"

"You do not need to apologize for things that does not need no apology for," Turon said. "I know how much you love me, just like how much I love you, my dear Gromn."

Gromn nodded and dove into Turon's chest. The wolf leader smirked and then bowed at Oliver. "Child, you said you saved my bride?"

Oliver shook his head and pointed at Allen. "He did. I just pretended that I did so you'd tell me something."

"Okay then," Turon offered his hand. "Please take my hand. I shall give you a reward for saving Gromn."

Allen took Turon's hand and a notification rang.

'Turon wants to send you a Code.'

The Code has been transferred and Allen waited until the Lycans left to check it. Turon called someone from his remaining army and that Lycan hovered in the air and spun her staff above her as if she was a helicopter.

A vortex filled with glowing runes surrounded the entire camp. Everyone was looking at the runes and in a flash, everything vanished.

Allen woke up to the room that Sebastian lent him. He shook his head and tried to recall everything, the Lycans, the drama, and the Code. Everything felt so real to him.

It was already sunset which was odd because he did not recall what he did for the day. What he remembered was that he dreamt about saving a woman which turned out to be a man and was a werewolf bride.

He was chased by his groom which was the leader of their race and the groom was betrayed by half of his men, including his brother. Allen scrunched his face, feeling odd about the story.

He opened his interface and saw an unfamiliar Code in his slots. His eyes immediately widened as a clearer, much more detailed memory was recalled in his mind. He placed his hand on his mouth as he read the Code.

<Howl>

Type: Pet

Grade: Divine

Allen couldn't believe his eyes. A pet-type Code. He has heard of this before and has never actually seen one. He gulped as he tried to figure out how to summon this pet.

"Howl," Allen called out and an orb of light was ejected from his wrist. The orb slowly formed a gigantic dog made of light. The size was so big that it looked too tight on the room.

Allen was about to scream for help when the light suddenly popped and the form of the giant dog became smaller, smaller, until it was the size of a puppy. Allen scrunched his face as he watched the little puppy on the floor.

It was looking at him straight in the eyes. The dog barked and spun, gladly seeing Allen as his new owner. The boy kneeled and the dog immediately ran up to him and gently tackled him.

"Woah, you're strong!" Allen gasped after he was caught off guard. The dog was small and looked soft, but it was strong. It was able to tackle Allen and cause him to fall to the ground with little to no force exerted.

Allen, who was under the dog, smile and ruffled the dog's head. "So, you're Howl?"

Bark. Lick. Lick.

Allen laughed as Howl licked his cheek while still standing on top of his chest. "And Howl, I guess I'm your father now?"

Bark. Bark. Lick.

Howl continued tickling Allen as it stood on his chest. It was happily wagging its tail while watching Allen laugh.

"What's that sound?!"

The door flung open and Jeremy's face sprung out. He was panting and scrunched his face after seeing the dog on top of Allen. "What the dog doing?"

"He's a pet Code," Allen said. "I got him from somewhere."

Jeremy paused for a second. It seemed like he was thinking something inside his head then suddenly asked. "This is caused by that dream, right?"

"You remember?" Allen asked to which Jeremy answered with a nod. Then Remy walked inside. She casually sat beside Allen and pet the dog. "Does that mean you remember too?"

"That was a skill called Memory Wipe," Remy said. "It's been used time and time by the Extraterrestrials. Only the ones who bear Celestums are not affected by it."

Allen looked at Remy, "You're aware of the existence of the humans from different worlds?"

"I've been here for quite some time now," Remy turned to Allen with a blank stare. "Of course, I know what going on. I'm not blind, and even though I hate to admit this, the others know too. Not just me."

The Primordial Beast Bearers are not only facing problems regarding the discovery of their new world, there exists other humans that are more powerful than them. Although these humans not attack the humans from Earth as much, they would send crazy people from their planets. These would soon be called Serratas.

Allen also learned that the non-Earthen humans are much stronger than they are in average strength. If they attacked without using Serratas and actually attack to wage war, humanity would not stand a chance.

Remy handed Allen a folder. "After what happened earlier. The report had been changed."

Remy left the room, leaving Allen with his friends to read he the folder. There was a thumb drive inside and there was a note saying 'Updated'.

Allen was more than curious on what the updated note meant. It could mean anything, even just log notes from their investigation.

But it wasn't.

This investigation was about the himans from other worlds, or as the Bearers call them, Extraterrestrials. They are now being viewed as the prime suspect that was responsible for the Roger Huntsman plot.

These Extraterrestrials have the ability to open portals from their worlds to the Otherworlds. The portals would be created from a loud sound of an explosion, but the force of the explosion was nonexistent because there wasn't any.

The creation of the portal would produce the sound, but it wasn't an offensive attack so the power was non-existent. Allen nodded at this as he pet Howl's head.

He continue to read and saw everything going to what he thinks. The Extraterrestrials do not have traces and it was hard to find their fingerprints, that was why they became the prime suspect of the assassination of Drake Nelson.

Allen felt relived that their eyes finally left the Snake, but he was still worried. There's another kind of threat for them already, yet he was still far from his goal.

"I believe in myself," Allen said as he closed the laptop. He watched his friends and now Howl. "And I believe in you guys."