RETURN OF THE RIGHTFUL ALPHA; PART TWO

MARCUS P.O.V

It took one hour before we arrived on shore. Walking out of the ship, I was greeted by the sounds of laughter and celebration coming from all over the environment. It looked exactly like the Catalina Island I knew. A place where people almost don't sleep. It was obviously because not all of them are human.

The cold evening breeze blew across me and right there was that scent. The fragrance of home, only that mixed with the corruption that spread throughout the atmosphere terror grasped me.

"Marcus, we have to go," Wilfred said. I glanced back at the civilians who were unloading their stuff from the ship. They were all going to make merry with their families and sneak into their brick houses. None of them is aware of the fierce battle that will range in the mountains very far away from here.

I lifted my eyes towards the west. I started towards that direction where in the mountains lay, and also the secret of another life, the secret of the existence of other beings, beings