Trip to California

RIIIINNNGGG!

The final bell of the school year rang as the students erupted in excitement for the upcoming summer.

From outside the high school, one could see students pouring out in droves and running away from the building like it was the Black Plague.

Ambrose was sitting a bench outside in a relaxed manner. He was wearing a black polo shirt and khaki shorts along with flip-flops. He also had designer sunglasses on, which made him look like a frat boy in all honesty.

"Brett come here." He said in a voice only he could hear as he watched the students rush past him with excitement written all over their faces.

Within a minute Brett was in front of him. The excitement in his eyes couldn't be hidden, "What's up, Ambrose?"

"Stop by Simon's house sometime today and make sure he has all the shit that he needs for the trip." Ambrose said as he took out a flask from his bag and started sipping on it.

"I will, anything else?" Brett asked attentively.

"Amelia is already in California so she will be joining us shortly after the jet lands." Ambrose said as he peered at Brett from behind his sunglasses.

Brett's expression didn't change but his eyes flickered for a brief moment, which was caught by Ambrose's sharp senses.

'Interesting.'

After the battle against the Orilius Clan a week ago, Ambrose made plans for their group to travel to California for a single purpose.

Recruitment.

The Nightwalker Pack as it was now was way too small for them to grab any real power in New York City. More Betas and Deltas were needed. Not only that, but having more Pack Members meant that Ambrose's personal strength would literally grow stronger. This was something written in a Werewolves' genetic code and it is also the reason why the Werewolf race was considered one of the strongest and most feared in existence.

BEEP!

A car pulled up next to where Ambrose was sitting and honked its horn. Ambrose immediately recognized it as Darren's car and slowly stood up.

"That's my cue. I gotta go." Ambrose said as he walked towards the car and waved nonchalantly behind him.

Ambrose tossed his bag in the back before hopping in the back seat. Darren was driving and Clara was in the the passengers seat.

"Yo little brother! Is everything clear for the trip?" Clara looked back and asked with a cheeky smile on her face.

Ambrose rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah. The jet is ready and everything. It seems everyone is a bit too excited for a trip that will most likely be filled with blood and corpses."

"Hehe. I think it's the fact that we're going to California for an indefinite amount of time." Darren said as he shifted gear and drove away from the school.

"Is it really that great? I heard from others that the hype is exaggerated." Ambrose replied.

"Well, we'll only know when we get there." Darren said as he turned up the music.

The three siblings enjoyed the short car ride home. Each of them has the potential to shake the Supernatural world but they simply acted like normal teenagers in front of each other.

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The Pack spent the rest of their day with their respective families, knowing that California may be turned into a warzone because of their presence.

California was one of the most populated places on Earth for Supernaturals. There were multiple packs with large territory all over the state. It could be considered a Werewolf dominated area.

As such, coming in as outsiders and making a mess could very well turn many Supernaturals against them.

They all knew the dangers but still chose to follow their leader/Alpha, Ambrose without hesitation.

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The Next Morning

Ambrose, Darren, and Clara were on the front porch of their house, waiting to be picked up. They each had a suitcase, except for Clara who had three.

Darren had been teasing her nonstop for packing so much, to which he had been greeted by her pure white flames.

Ambrose listened as his siblings fought with each other while his eyes were closed.

'How much longer can something like this last.' He thought to himself as he felt happiness and joy from his family.

He knew that peace was merely an illusion without the power to protect it. Even if he was considered strong, there was still an enormous amount of beings that could kill him and those he cared about effortlessly.

'I need… strength beyond measure. Strength that nobody has ever achieved before. Even if I have to kill billions to gain such strength I wouldn't hesitate one bit.' Ambrose thought to himself as his aura unknowingly became more and more oppressive.

CRACK!

Some cracks formed on the porch as it could not deal with the sheer density of his aura.

Ambrose woke up from his trance and realized what had happened.

"Shit. Mom is going to be pissed." Ambrose said under his breath.

John and Lauren walked out of the house to say their final goodbyes to their children before their dangerous journey across the country.

"Be safe kids! Take care of your younger brother." Lauren said in a slightly choked voice as there was clear reluctance to part with them in her eyes.

John added in lightly, "Darren, maybe you'll actually find a girlfriend over there!"

"HAHAHA!"

The mood became a bit better because of this. Although John and Lauren were worried, they knew that there was nothing that they could do to change their youngest's decision.

A black limo pulled up. The whole trip was coordinated between Ambrose and Brett's dad because of Mr. Peterson's immense wealth. It could be said that Mr. Peterson's wealth was now Ambrose's wealth because he healed his son.

"We have to go, Mom and Dad." Ambrose said when he saw the limo pull up.

"Be careful dears!" Lauren said once more as she then watched her children get into the limo and eventually disappear from their line of sight.

Soon, they were driven to a private airstrip a few towns over, where a luxurious jet was getting prepped for flight.

Ambrose stared at the jet for a few more seconds before Darren who was now in front of him called out, "Why are you daydreaming? Let's go!"

Ambrose smiled and started walking towards the jet with his siblings.