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anymore. I hated being the harbinger of death
and the boogeyman to the babies. I just wanted to find a little
peace and serenity. My skin burned and my blood felt like acid
burning me from the inside out. I needed to find shelter and feed.
Twice in twenty four hours I was lost in the desert and I was
pretty damn tired of it. I limped into the nearest civilized area I
could find and used a phone to call Pau.
    Pau is my brother in arms and one of the
original nagual created by the Nazi’s. He like me was captured and
experimented on by the Nazi’s. They combined my chupacabra DNA with
his skinwalker DNA. Unlike me however, he was successfully mutated
in a nagual and forced to breed with multiple Jewish prisoners
during the war. As a result, Pau fathered many children. Sadly
however, after the war he was able to locate and claim only two.
Gaho his eldest daughter and Kealoha, Ulric’s mum.
    I love Pau and I knew he wanted only the best
for me and his grandson, still… He got me into this damn mess and
it was up to him to get me out of it. He answered on the first
ring.
    “You bastard, I screamed at him. You set me
up. You are an interfering old coot that doesn't know when to keep
his nose out of something. Now the local skinwalkers are after me.
You better come get me so I don’t have to kill them all.”
IX~~ Óscar Anakoni’s Perspective
    Chief of the Nevada Skinwalker tribe
    I hung up the phone and tried to decide my
options. It was unfortunate that the camazotz was still alive. It
was even more unfortunate that she chosen to come into my tribe's
territory. The council had given me very strict orders. Now I had
to decide which consequences I would be able to live with. The
Navajo council wanted my tribe to hunt down the camazotz and kill
her, no matter what our losses were.
    They felt we should continue to hunt her
until all of our resources have been exhausted. I told them my
people were more than just a resource and we have lives, wives and
children just like them. They said they understood my tribe would
have to make sacrifices and that lives were going to be lost but it
would be far less than the damage of the camazotz wreaking havoc on
the tribes and pale faces all across the Americas. I wasn’t worried
about every tribe in the America’s. I was worried about my tribe,
my people and my family.
    I swung my arm and slammed into the desk lamp
and sent it flying across the room. I heard it crack against the
far wall of my office before shattering into a million tiny little
sharp pieces. I heard a gentle knocking at my door and expected to
hear my eternal heart Paula’s voice when I hollered
    “What”
    I was unprepared for my four year old son
Isaija. He threw the door of my office open and skipped in with
nothing on his feet. I shouted out for him to stop and even tried
to stop his forward movement but he managed to get several pieces
of the broken glass from the lamp imbedded into his bare feet.
    I scooped him and his now bloody feet off the
floor and realised one thing with clarity. The camazotz had already
caused my tribe and my family enough damage. I would not
participate in anything that could bring additional harm to my
tribe or more specifically to my family. The council would need to
use someone else’s tribe to hunt down the camazotz. I was going to
look the other way and pray she left my territory.
X~~ Taini’s Perspective
    I sat down on the hotel bed and looked around
the room. I was still pissed at Pau but some air conditioning, a
shower and a real bed that I could get a good day’s sleep on was
moving me towards forgiveness. He was lucky that I knew his
intentions were good even if the results were not.
    I was glad that Pau and his partner Waylon
were joining me tonight at the Tropicana. In fact Pau had paid for
this room and had arranged for a pale face donor to come and take
care of my needs. That was both good and bad. The good part was
that I would be able to drink blood and heal my damaged