12 Chapter Eleven: Dirt - January 9th 2027

At the same time Dirt took hi findings back to his "lab" that was in his parents' basement. It was in this lab that he worked on figuring out what exactly it was that he found. The ruins were of three separate types. The first is basic rubble, while the second was some kind of weapon or ritual like pieces, and the the third was literally and record keeping.

Dirt decided it would be best to start with the literally records only to give up because none of them were ever complete and only seemed to ramble on about the same thing. "The Return of The Wolf Queen" and something about a great catastrophe involving a feline rebellion. The part he couldn't figure out was if these were future or past events.

So with a slight headache Dirt set the literally ruins on a counter on the left side of the room with the rest of his collection of literally ruins of ancient Michigan locations. He then turned to the weapon slash ritual like devices which was two dagger like scrapes.

The first of the two daggers was a black steel blade with silver hilt with small indents where it looked like small rubies had been. At least twenty to thirty rubies with a value of at least half a million dollars or more. Dirt frowned as he would've loved to see this dagger in its full glory yet he was still amazed at it.

Dirt then realized a small amount of engraving on the blade. So he grabbed a special squeeze bottle of cleaning solution and started to wash the dagger's blade from hilt to tip in hopes of washing all dirt and grime away and allowing for a clear view of the writing. Yet once clean his breath was once more taken away as under the dirt and grim the inscription was Lined in gold to best off set the black blade.

But even more was what the inscription read. It wasn't long or complex. No it was a simple five words. The inscription, which was written in an almost lost language that Dirt only knows from his extended amounts of studying. The inscription read "Long Live The Wolf Queen".

Now this only added to Dirt's confusion. Who was this Wolf Queen? What was her tie to Sigma? Was she and her kingdom still around or was this something from ancient history? These were all questions that slammed his mind forcing him to have to take a break at which point he set the dagger to the side and went for a sandwich.

So up in the kitchen of his parent's home Dirt had his head in the fridge searching for something to eat. This is of course how his mother found him and glared at him with her hands on her hips before beginning to scold.

"Derek Alexander Dirtten! Get you head out the refrigerator you're not some kind of animal scrounging for food. Dinner will be ready in less then twenty minutes." scolded Derek's mother.

"But mom I haven't eaten since last night." half whined Dirt as he pulled his head out of the fridge and looked at his mother pleading.

"And who's fault is that? I saw the bag full of junk you took down stairs you could've eaten whenever you wanted early now you can wait." replied derek's mother with a stern glare.

"Fine." sighed Dirt in defeat not disrespect. His head hung as he closed the fridge and added, "Sorry mom, I'll go shower up."

So with head held low Dirt started to walk past his mother only for her to pull him into a love filed embrace and say, "Derek I love you and I'm sorry I'm hard on you but you have to understand you can't just snack whenever you want and still be healthy."

"I know mom." sighed Dirt as he hugged her back before adding, "I'll try to be more careful with my meal times."

"Now scurry up and get cleaned up dinner will be ready soon." replied his mother with a smile as she let him go.

Now one of the things Dirt hated most was showering unless it was for eating and well other things but we wont discuss those things right now. Anyways he was hungry so Dirt quickly undressed and jumped into the shower before the water even got warm.

Dirt shivered a bit but it wasn't long before the water warmed up and he started to wash all of the dirt and filth off of his body. Now for most this would only be a five minute task but his nickname is Dirt after all and some of the filth is really thick. In the end it was the whole twenty minutes needed for dinner to be ready and his brown hair had a slight majestic shine to it while his skin seemed so smooth and soft.

Dirt then tossed his dirty clothes in the hamper before running naked from the bathroom to his room so he could get dressed, now seeing as he wasn't really expecting any company he just through on his princess pony pajamas before returning to the kitchen just in time for dinner. With a smile he climbed into a chair at the table and waited for her to dish out the food and have a seat.

"So dear did you have fun with your friends last night?" asked Dirt's mother.

"Well, I wouldn't say were all friends exactly. I mean Kat's cool and really is the only one I'd consider a really friend. The others are nice and all but Vixi is really only there because she's in love with Kat. As for Val I'm not really sure why he hangs around us other then Kat is always inviting him." explained Dirt before taking a small bite of his meal which was his favorite, meatloaf.

"I see have you tried to be friends with Vixi and Val?" asked his mother before taking a bite of her own food.

"Well Val is a rich boy and a clean freak so we really don't see eye to eye on most things. As for Vixi well she's a pretty girl and mostly just wants to talk about science and Kat." sighed Dirt. "I've tried but really I don't even see why Kat is my friend."

"From what you've told me it sends like Kat is the kind of person who will be friends with anyone no matter their background or appearance or if they could ever do anything for him or not." replied Dirt's mother. "He is a good friend and I'm glade you are at least trying to make friends. I know it's been hard ever since your dad left and we had to move here."

"Thanks mom and maybe next time we can hang out here so you can meet each of them for yourself." replied Dirt with a smile and with that they finished their meal while coming up with something him and his friends could do at his house before he'd eventually call it a night.