The Pope was immediately angry at not being able to even say what he wanted.

Him. A man who was revered by all humans and feared by beasts for thousands of years, was finding it hard not to slap the disrespectful woman in front of him.

The respect and adulation he enjoyed, had turned him into a beast who only knew how to please his every whim. After all, what was immortality without indulging oneself every now and then?

“Didn’t you hear me? Are you freaking deaf? Get out! My son is off limits to people like you. I’ll make sure to tell him to walk the other way should he meet you on the street.” Diana Kaz’s loud voice kept attracting more and more people to the place.

The Pope kept looking around wishing that she could talk a little bit lower. He could see people pointing at him and could hear distant murmurs that made him crazy just thinking about it.

A passerby pointing at the Pope said, “It’s not enough for a decrepit old man like himself to enter that place, but must he also harass the poor women working there?”

A woman near the passerby said, “You don’t say! Just how big is his appetite? Can’t he see that she’s way out of his league?”

Vein after vein popped on the Pope’s forehead as he started sweating rivulets from anger.

The Pope then thought with gritted teeth, “To think it all backfired. Well, she’s forced me. I’ll take matters into my own hands. I'll use ‘that’ then.”

A tiny mirror then appeared in the Pope’s hand. He then stealthily turned it towards Diana Kaz so that her reflection could be seen on it.

“Mirror Duplicate.”

The incensed Diana then became tame like nothing had ever happened.

What had happened was that the Diana that everyone around was seeing had been replaced by a mirror duplicate and the replacement had happened in an instant, so fast that even the Pope, the owner of the ‘mirror companion soul’ himself couldn’t see it.

It was a copy that obeyed every word of the caster. A mere puppet.

As for the real body, it was safe and sound somewhere inside the mirror.

“You know what you have to do?” The Pope said.

“Yes, master. It’ll be done according to your wishes.” The Copy Diana Kaz said with the same earnest smile her counterpart had in the beginning of the conversation.

Those around who were waiting for a good show were confused after seeing them have a normal conversation after all that noise. They soon lost all interest and moved on to live their lives as if nothing had happened.

***

In Damian’s room, all four of them were having a heated conversation.

“How am I going to explain you two to my mother. A baby wolfman and his grandfather. I previously told her that I’d go hunt in the Dark continent. The best case scenario is that she thinks that I kidnapped you guys and forced you to be my pets...” Damian said.

At hearing the word ‘pet’, Black Fang felt like he had been repeatedly stabbed in the heart.

Black Fang angrily thought, “That damn Anansi. He had to choose to reincarnate in a wolf’s body.”

At the end of the day, wolf or not he was Damon’s past reincarnation.

“Someone is entering the house. It should be your mother.” Xerxes said.

Damian jumped off the bed and then left saying, “It’s better if you appear after I have explained everything.”

Black Fang nodded.

...but no one noticed the little wolf cub that had followed Damian out of the room.

“You’re home early, mom. What happened?” Damian said.

Diana Kaz (Copy) looked like she had a lot on her mind. After a moment, she said, “Well, I’ve been thinking about what you should be really doing in the future. There are a lot of eyes on us now that your powers have awakened. You’re the genius of all time and I am powerless to help you. Sigh.”

Damian seemed touched, he said, “Mom, you do not have to worry about that.I understand where you’re coming from, but things are complicated...too complicated...”

She seemed interested, “Complicated? How so?”

“Well ,I don’t know if I should tell you...but if there’s someone who must know...it is you...” His voice trailed off, he continued, “Mom, I am not what you think I am...I am...not your s...”

Before he could finish his phrase, Lil Wayne, the wolf cub bit on Diana’s leg, which was snapped in half.

A bloody scene of gore then appeared before Damian’s eyes. He couldn’t understand how or why all of this was happening.

Damian seemed frozen in place. He had lost every little strength his body could muster.

As for Diana Kaz, the copy, her scream came a beat too late for it to be believable, but the clueless Damian was buying it.

The next moment, Black Fang and Xerxes materialized next to Damian.