Wolf Moon Epilogue
A month had elapsed since the fateful confrontation at Hellgate Castle.
Odin kept his word. He used his knowledge of Septum's curse to liberate the Soulless Slaves and restore their bodies, minds and souls. Odin then determined to dedicate his life to refurbishing the ancient keep as a refuge where all wanders of the world could find safety and solace.
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Zechs and Wufei ferried Treize to Deep World.
Within the subterranean Temple's sanctuary and aided by Zechs absolute love, Treize began his slow but steady transformation from the merciless Dark Lord whose body was ruled by wine, mind shackled by madness and spirit festered by hate, to the kind, gentle man who Zechs could once again trust with his life and soul.
Upon the mystic trio's arrival in Deep World, Wufei pledged his devoted protection to both Zechs and Treize for he reasoned.
"What better way to show my respect and prove my love for Zechs than to also love Treize."
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In a fortnight, Trowa and Quatre returned to Twilight.
Wufei's faithful clan had guarded Twilight with ceaseless vigilance and come to regard the mountainous haven as home. Likewise, the Cleric and the Fair Manipulator could not imagine being apart from the noble lupines so they proposed they join together as a pack.
Now each day the wolves in their human forms commune with the Twilight lovers and every night when darkness shrouds the land, the Monarchs of the Wild set off to hunt and, without worry, leave their cubs in Uncle Trowa's and Uncle Quatre's adoring care.
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With Duo riding by his husband's side, the exhausted warriors completed the long journey eastward to Heero's homeland.
Heero swallowed hard to force down the emotional lump clogging his throat. Poised before him on a wildflower carpeted hillside, the modest wooden house with a bamboo roof hadn't changed since he'd left almost two years ago.
"Are you all right?" Duo asked as he guided his horse closer so he could take Heero's hand.
Not trusting his voice, Heero nodded affirmatively.
A woman wearing a plum kimono tended the twin pink wisteria vines covering an archway bowing over the lane. Heero dismounted, leaned against his horse until his legs stopped trembling then took a tentative step.
He called softly so as not to frighten the delicate frame lady with silky raven hair flowing in a shimmering cascade that brushed her plain white obi.
"Mother."
The lady turned slowly. No recognition registered in her dark soulful eyes.
"Mother."
Heero's heart sank. "Her mind's still clouded. She doesn't know me." was choked out as his last shred of hope was devoured by despair.
Dark eyes widened. A single tear glistened on a pale cheek.
"Heero?" his mother inquired as she questioned if the vision before her was real.
"Yes, mother, it's me."
Duo wept unashamedly at the sight of mother and son running into a joyous embrace.
Once Heero's tears were spent and the sobs lessened so he could speak he held out his hand to Duo.
"Mother, this is my husband, Duo Maxwell-Yuy."
Duo lowered his eyes and bowed in deference to Madam Keiko Yuy.
"Let me look at you." Keiko summoned the young man with the braid to come closer. "Do you love my son?"
"Yes, with all my heart." Duo answered sincerely.
Keiko pondered Duo's declaration then studied the way Heero's face glowed as he gazed adoringly at his husband.
"Heero is a good judge of character." Keiko smiled. "I taught him to follow his heart. If Heero loves you then I will also love you and accept you as my second son."
Keiko holding Heero's hand and Heero holding Duo's hand, the nearly complete family walked under the vine-graced archway and up the lane to home.
"Won't your father be surprised." Keiko declared with a jubilant twinkle in her eyes.
The Yuy family, plus a very euphoric Irishman, was whole again and from that day on would never be parted.
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