Raven Wolf - 03 - The Warriors - Chapter 16 by Kurapika < Submission

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Chapter Sixteen

Tahki lets out a sigh as she looks back to Eve, it completely understandable for her to be asking for this information, after all there was a chance that she and her family could completely lose everything if it was ever found out that they aided her. “What is it you want to know?”

Fitz lets out a frustrated mumble, he not comfortable with this turn of events at all.

Eve places her hands on her lap as she leans forward toward Tahki, intently awaiting the answers she would finally be getting. “The six sources, Shiya has one of them doesn’t he? That’s why the military is after him right?”

Tahki begins to explain what she knows about it even though she knew she was not supposed to talk about this and that Shiya may get angry at her for doing so, Eve after all was taking a large risk helping her out so it was only fair that she know why she was putting herself and her livelihood in danger. “You are partially correct. Shiya does not possess one of the Six Sources, he is one of the Six Sources, ice to be exact.”

Eve is a little bit confused having not expected a response like that, nothing in all the texts she had read saying anything like that. “The Six Sources are people?”

Tahki shakes her head no. “The Six Sources are power, tremendous powers that fuel the existence of elements related to it all over the world. Originally they do not have a physical form, but those who sought to control and make this power their own found a way to harness it by giving the Six Sources physical forms, placing the Sources into living hosts.”

Eve recalls the stories that she had gone over while researching this. “So then the chosen one in the stories, refers to the one that plays host to the Source?”

Tahki frowns at the comment. “Chosen one is a mild way of putting it... there was nothing heroic or selective about the ordeal, Shiya’s roll was of nothing more than a sacrifice. The Sources fought hard to keep from being contained and would kill the host that they were trying to be placed in, thousands of people were sacrificed before one was found that was capable of containing such power, and even then it was nothing special that the host did or was, the Source was simply just worn from fighting its fate.”

Fitz speaks up to question Tahki while still staying outside of the room. “You sound like you know a lot about this. Where you involved in these attempts to harness these Six Sources?”

Eve gives Fitz a weak grin, she not thinking it was anything like that. “Come on Fitz, just because she’s a super soldier does not mean that she’s evil. Shiya must have told her all of this, isn’t that right Tahki?”

Tahki shakes her head no, though it was true that she indeed knew more that many people did on the subject it was not Shiya who had given her this information. “Shiya never speaks a word concerning his past and what he had gone through to be changed into such a thing. It is something I recognized him to be as soon as I saw him. Fitz is right, I was involved in one of the True Blood’s attempts to harness and control the Six Sources of power.”

Both Eve and Fitz speak up to question her at the same time. “The True Bloods!?”

Fitz doesn’t seem all that surprised to learn this. “True Bloods eh? It figures, if the intention is evil or power hungry it’s always them that are behind it.”

Eve thinks the title over, it having been mentioned more than once when in a conversation with a super soldier or someone related to them. “That group again... just who are they?”

Fitz crosses his arms as he looks back to Eve. “I told you that already didn’t I?”

Eve frown Fitz being very vague. “All you did was point to an old painting in the museum!”

Tahki stares at the two, she beginning to explain before an argument of some sort started between them. “The True Bloods are what our ancestors once were. When the world ended the animal spirits offered to help man, and when they did changed man to have the forms that they do now, but, not all accepted the spirits help, and because of that they remained as they were. The True Bloods are the decedents of those who denied the spirits help and retained their human forms.”

Tahki explains further what she knew on the subject. “The True Bloods struggle to survive in a world they no longer dominate, they even have to live in an environmentally controlled facility to survive because the bodies they have are not fit to last long in the changes the world had undergone. They seek power so that they can attempt to regain their place as the dominant species, they have weapons and technology that far surpasses anything the wilds or even the domestics might have, but still that’s not enough. They have been after the Six Power Sources for hundreds of years. I don’t know how many they have found, or how many they have harnessed, or even if they have managed to contain any after forcing them into a physical form.”

Tahki places her hand on her broken arm, Eve having given it a splint to help it heal correctly. “My involvement in regards to the Source was very small, lightning was the one that I and my companions dealt with. Two batches of super soldiers were called in to take care of a mission, my batch #1217, and batch #1286, while waiting for our orders one of the soldiers from the other batch grew bored, and decided to relive his boredom by attacking me. We didn’t get to fight for very long before being broken up and then placed into confinement while we waited for the mission to start.”

“It was while we were in confinement that we heard the scientists and army personal talking, it was getting harder and harder for the True Bloods to find the sacrifices needed to keep trying to contain the power source they were after, so they were going to see if they could weaken it further and minimize the sacrifices by using the super soldiers against it to hopefully weaken it.”

Tahki shakes her head, the ordeal not at all pretty. “The mission started and we were immediately sent into a state of confusion. The target we were supposed to attack had no physical form, it was a pure and very concentrated form of absolute power, there was nothing that we could do to it, yet regardless of that it was still able to hurt us just fine. Many of us were wounded and eventually we were forced to retreat.” She looks back to Eve. “That was the extent of my involvement in it... the rest was put together by me from reading over a combination of lore and legend... such as you have done, and from being told by Shanira.”

Eve thinks the name over, it not being one that was familiar to her at all. “Shanira... is that a member of Raven Wolf? If it is I don’t think that I meet them during my stay.”

Tahki begins to explain, this particular issue larger than just the Raven Wolf tribe. “No, she’s not a member of Raven Wolf, but she is the one that found me after I lived through my execution. She is the one that took me to Shiya to live within Raven Wolf, more importantly though she is one of the Six Sources.”

Eve is intrigued to hear this. “There is another person that has weird powers like Shiya?”

Tahki looks to the side. “Opposite of what Shiya can do actually, Shanira is fire as opposed to ice.” She continues trying to explain. “She’s always calling Shiya her brother, even though in body they are clearly not related. When I questioned her about this she said that the Six Sources are actually made up of three pairs of siblings, with each pair of siblings playing rival to one another. Ice and Fire are the siblings that represent destruction and the end. Though the two oppose one another in abilities they still care for one another, and it was her concern for him that resulted up in my inclusion within Raven Wolf.”

Eve speaks up, she kind of having an idea on why Shiya’s so called sister might be concerned about him. “Because she knew that the military was after him right?”

Tahki nods her head yes. “That was one of the reasons. You see, Shiya, since taking a physical form, has strayed from his original path, even though he was a power source of destruction he grew to loath and avoid it, and in the end left himself vulnerable to those that would seek his abilities. Even the Raven and Wolf spirits who were seeking power to destroy the domestics took advantage of this vulnerability, he is the reason the tribe was cursed, because he is supposed to be a bringer of destruction, he would have been perfect for the spirits task if he would have followed their orders.”

Eves finds this a little bit hard to swallow, even though she had gone over the facts herself and knew a great deal about the lore that Tahki was talking about. “It’s hard to believe that little docile Shiya is supposed to be some all powerful bringer of destruction... though... I guess if he is there there’s really no surprise that the Domestic Military, the True Bloods, and even the Spirits would be after him.”

Tahki nods her head, that exactly why Shanira had been so worried about Shiya. “Shanira is well aware of the many factions that right now target Shiya, she also knew that I was a super soldier and thought best to use that fact to her advantage, so she sent me to Raven Wolf to watch over Shiya and protect him from harm and being caught, and then later she sent Eleven.” She lets out a disappointed sigh as she hangs her head.

Fitz speaks up, this not good if what she was saying was indeed the truth. “Well you didn’t do a very good job protecting him now did you? If what you’re saying is true then the Domestic Military right now has their hands on some kind of all powerful destructive weapon!”

Tahki looks back to Fitz. “Even if they somehow manage to use Shiya as such I doubt that you have much to worry about, the Domestic Military would use it against their enemies; Rival Domestic factions, the True Bloods and even the Wilds.”

Fitz looks to the side, Tahki indeed having a point, it much better that their side get their hands on something as destructive as that as opposed to someone like the True Bloods getting him.

Eve stares at Tahki, even though there were still many questions she wanted to ask the mouse looked tired and very disappointed with her situation, Eve deciding to continue questioning her at a later point. “Alright then, I think it’s time we all got our rest. We can talk more about this later.” She presents Tahki with a smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you while you’re healing, you’ll be just fine, and by the time you’re healed I’m sure you’ll have a solid plan on getting Shiya back.” She holds her hand out to Fitz. “Me and Fitz with help you out in whatever way you need!”

Fitz makes a very bitter frown. “Don’t just include me like that! Militaries, Super Soldiers, True Bloods, Mythical Power Sources that can destroy the world! This is not in my job description!”

Eve lets out a laugh as she looks back to Fitz with a sly expression, that not entirely true. “I thought you said your job was that of an exciting treasure hunter. Are you the one that’s always boasting that you job consists of ‘Dodging ancient traps, thwarting cursed mummies, out running giant boulders and even charming the likes of a frisky little wild beauty, all for the sake of securing a priceless historic treasure, or even ancient documents or devices capable of destroying the world as we know it!”

Fitz takes a nervous step back, he having indeed said that on a number of occasions. “Yes... well... I...”

“Clearly this should be well within your field of expertise.”

Fitz lets out a growl, this followed shortly by a defeated groan. “Oh come on!! How do you do this to me all the time!? This is why I don’t like you! You know that right! Ever since we were kids you always manage to talk yourself into having your way!”

Eve laughs as she watches Fitz continue to rant and ramble, she looking back to Tahki. “Don’t worry about him, he’ll be fine, and he’ll also be a big help in getting information. As a spy and a thief there’s no one better.”

“Treasure Hunter!! I’m a Treasure Hunter not a thief!! Do you call your father a thief! No you call him a Treasure Hunter! So why do you keep calling me, his protégée a thief!? It doesn’t make sense!”

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Dolly holds the back of her head in pain, it still throbbing from her encounter with Tahki, she just now arriving at the rendezvous point where the super soldiers that she worked with were already waiting, they currently discussing in person with an very upset General Mort what had happened at the trials and on their trip back to headquarters, he of course looking less then pleased. “How could you have let Magellan get captured by the True Bloods like that!?”

Alistair lets out a smirk as he looks over to Kane. “I told you he would be upset over losing his favourite one.”

Chase speaks up as he tries to explain. “It’s not like we wanted him to get caught, we really did the best that we could with the situation.”

Vaan nods his head, as much as Chase annoyed him he had to agree. “The True Bloods made the whole situation a complete fiasco. None of us, not even you thought that they would make an appearance during that mission, it was never covered in the scenarios, we did everything we possibly could to get this mission completed.”

Alistair nods his head. “Yeah, Schwartz even took my radio from me and gave it to that wild so he could attack the domestics.” He glares at Schwartz raising his voice. “Which by the way you’re not getting away with!”

Kane doesn’t look regretful over that decision he had made. “Because I did that we were able to at least get Conner back from the True Bloods, and I was also able to create an opening that the rest of us could escape through.”

General Mort looks from the super soldiers and over to Dolly when he notices her arrival. “Anything to report Conner?”

Alistair laughs at the question. “You don’t actually think she managed to find anything do you?”

Dolly gives Alistair an annoyed look. “At least I have the excuse of not being a super solider, what’s your reason for not being able to find and capture them?”

Alistair frowns at Dolly. “You’d better watch what you say from now on Conner, because you don’t have Magellan around anymore to keep me from hurting you.”

Dolly looks back to General Mort, ignoring Alistair as she reports to him as requested while talking to Alistair snidely for his previous remake on her not being able to find anything because she wasn’t a super solider. “For your information Quincy I did find them, but I didn’t have the radio to call for backup, something I really could have used. That super solider attacked me and hit my head pretty hard.” She takes her hand from the back of her head looking down at it, checking once again to make sure the back of her head wasn’t bleeding. “They ended up getting away while I was dazed.”

Chase runs up next to Dolly looking her over, concerned over the fact that she was getting to beaten up in this mission, she having already been hit in the head during their ordeal at the trials as well as having been shot in the arm. “You’re okay right? Maybe you should lay down or go home, a head injury can be a serious thing you know.”

General Mort approaches Dolly as well, he though questioning her over the targets she had encountered. “What was the condition of the targets?”

Dolly looks back to Mort as she begins to explain. “Surprisingly well for someone who jumped out of a helicopter without a parachute, the only injuries I was able to notice was that the super solider had her right arm broken, and it looked as if Raven Wolf’s leader had a broken leg.”

Kane lets out a low growl as he though over the situation. “They could not have gotten far with wounds like that.”

General Mort looks back to the super soldiers. “You four keep searching, the rest of the military has been informed of the situation and will begin searching as well.”

None of the super soldiers looks happy with this order, Alistair of course being the most vocal about it. “Don’t you think we’ve done enough? We’re super soldiers not robots, it’s been a long and very demanding day, we’re tired. After the mission we had we need our rest.”

General Mort raises his voice to Alistair. “Until Raven Wolf’s leader is successfully brought in your mission is not finished.” He looks from Alistair and back to Dolly. “I need you to go to the military doctors to get your head wound examined, if a wild with a broken leg was able to get away from you then you’re usual quick thinking and reactions may have been compromised. You could very well have a concussion.”

Alistair grumbles to himself as he looks over the other super soldiers he was with. “Anyone want to hit me over the head so I can have an excuse to get out of this too?”

Chase looks back to him as he response, obviously more than happy to do so. “Gladly!”

General Mort shakes his head. “Stop fooling around and get back to work!”

The super soldier soldiers don’t say anything more about it as they split up once again and depart as they had been told, getting back to searching for the wilds that were right now eluding them.

Dolly places her hand back upon her sore head as she too prepares to leave, she stopping for a moment and looking back to Mort. “General Mort, I’m sorry about what happened to Magellan.” General Mort looks back to her as she continues. “Zack happened to mention to me that the military assigned you as his guardian, making you kind of like a father to him... so I’m not surprised that you might be upset about him getting captured.”

The General doesn’t say anything to confirm or deny what Dolly had said, he turning away from her and getting back to work, taking his radio and beginning to contact the military soldiers regarding the targets they had been looking for, adding Dolly’s information on their wounds to the description the military soldiers had received on them.

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A beautiful female leopard of wild decent sits down at a large desk, a recording of General Mort’s radio call playing on the speakers she had on her desk, the woman closing her eyes and slowly shaking her head when she hears about Shiya’s condition and how he may have a broken leg. “He’s not going to last long like that.”

She pushes the chair she is sitting on away from her desk as she gets to her feet, taking a cell phone from her pocket and dialling a number on it, she beginning to walk through the large room she was in that was filled with statues and carvings of all kinds as she waits for the person she is contacting to pick up.

Before long the line connects the person she is trying to reach, the voice on the other end questioning her, it not often that she contacted him. “What can I do for you Shanira?”

Shanira speaks in a bitter tone of voice. “Shiya’s in trouble.”

“Shiya? You’re not saying that he was caught are you?”

Shanira bitter tone does not lesson. “It was his daughters fault, those stupid trials of hers. I warned him that family was only going to make him more vulnerable to capture, but did he listen to me? Of course not!”

“How could you say something like that, don’t you have family as well?”

Shanira frowns at the comment, her situation much different from Shiya. She right now married to a very wealthy government military financer. “My situation is different from his, the relationship I’m in is purely based on my own survival, the military can’t lay a finger on me as long as my husband supports them as much as he does, they’re too afraid that they could lose their funding. If that situation changes or if I feel I don’t need that protection anymore I can easily leave. I’m not tied down like he’s managed to become.”

“I suppose that doesn’t surprise me coming from you. So I guess you want me to do something about Shiya don’t you?”

Shanira begins to explain. “The spies I have on the inside aren’t enough. The military has been acting much more cautious in concerns to Shiya, acting through small groups and putting information into files protected by that intelligence model super soldier, my hackers can’t even begin to scratch the surface of his programming.”

“What am I supposed to do about that? I’m no computer hacker.”

Shanira begins to present him several tasks. “There are three things I need you to do. First I need you to get me the military information that my spies aren’t able to get, second I need you to find my brother and get him out of the mess he so stupidly got himself into, and lastly I need you to bring me that intelligence model, as long as the military is using him like they are I can’t touch any of their files, this lack of information is dangerous to not only Shiya, but all of us! Shiya is just one of six, once he’s captured the military will target the other five. That means that me, you and the others are sure to follow.”

“Never thought that a power source of destruction would be needing my help.”

Shanira frowns at the comment, asking for help not something she was really happy to have to do. “You know how I work, if I go there myself I would reduce that entire city and everyone in it to ashes, if I do that the True Bloods are sure to notice and will track me down. Avoiding them once they have you in your sights is much more difficult than avoiding Domestics.”

“You need to practice a little something I call self control, if Shiya can manage to pull it off I’m sure you would be able to as well.”

Shanira is insulted to even be suggested that. “I am already a mere shadow of my former self since being placed in this weak, pathetic body! I use to be feared, I used to be worshiped! Yet now because I have been trapped in this form I am forced to living in hiding! I will not allow myself to become even weaker as Shiya has done.” She hangs up the phone the conversation ending at that. “How dare he suggest such a thing to me!”

She lets out disgruntled sigh upon reminding herself of her situation, when she and Shiya had been sources there was no enemy that could stand in their way, cities could be destroyed with merely a thought, complete civilizations with a little more effort, even the end of all life on earth to make room for its next stage in evolution was something her and her brother did more times than once. Everyone, even the spirits that governed the earth feared and respected their power, and now because of greedy individuals seeking that power they were trapped in such weak, pathetic, mortal, bodies that had to resort to living in hiding, praying to not be found by those that sought after them in hopes of using their powers for themselves.

*******

Dolly opens the door to her apartment letting out a sigh as she takes her coat of to hang it up in the closet. “Two weeks off of work just for getting hit in the head, I’m perfectly fine so why should I have to stay home for that long?”

She turns the light to her apartment on, making her way down the hall to her room, Dolly coming to an abrupt stop when she sees a chair propped up under the handle of the bathroom door at the end of the hall, this making it impossible to open the door from the other side. “That’s right... I almost forgot...” She walks up to the chair dislodging it and placing it to the side, she taking her gun from her side and holding it ready to use should she need it before slowly opening the door and looking inside.

Locked inside Dolly’s bathroom, sitting on the edge of the bathtub was Shiya, the leader of Raven Wolf currently on the run from the Domestic Military and right now suffering from a broken leg.

Shiya looks up to Dolly when he notices the door open, he speaking to her with a frown on his face. “Alright, I’m just going to go out and say it. I surrender to you thinking that you’d take me back to the rest of your comrades in the military, and instead you lock me in your bathroom. I’m not going to lie, this is awkward for me.”

Dolly lets out a sigh as she lowers her weapon, it really not looking as if she really had much to worry about from him right now. “It’s awkward for me too if you really must know.”

Shiya crosses his arms as he stares back at her. “Just how hard did Tahki hit you in the head?”

Dolly frowns at the comment, a little insulted. “I don’t have a concussion! That doctor that looked me over didn’t know what he was talking about and was just jumping to conclusions.”

Shiya look a little annoyed. “A doctor told you that you have a concussion and you think he had no idea what he’s talking about...” He lets out a sigh as he looks around the bathroom he had right now been trapped in. “I suppose you having a concussion would explain this situation.”

Dolly snaps back at him. “I don’t treat me like an idiot! I brought you here for a good reason.”

Shiya shrugs his shoulders. “I guess this is better than being captured by the military... though I’m not so certain being held captive in the bathroom of someone who got hit so hard in the head they can no longer think straight is good either.”

Dolly shakes her head and she closes the door, moving the chair in front of it to keep the wild from getting out, Shiya yelling out to her in protest. “Hey!! How long do you expect to keep me in here!?”

Dolly grumbles to herself as she walks over to the living room, beginning to rummage through Zack’s belonging from when he had been staying there, she complaining to herself as she did this. “Calling me crazy or stupid just because my head got hit! Is it so hard to believe that I might have an actual reason for bringing him here? He should be grateful that I didn’t turn him in! Not making fun of me!”

She stops her searching when she finds what she is looking for, she now holding up the bracelet that the military had made Zack wear when he was under her surveillance. She looks it over, it not looking as if there was anything wrong with it and like it should still be able to work, Dolly gripping it in her hand tightly as she makes her way back to the bathroom she had trapped Shiya in, moving the chair out of the way and opening the door.

A nervous expression fills Shiya’s face when he sees Dolly walk through the door and storm towards him, he trying to lean back from her when she comes to stop right in front of him, Shiya falling back off of the edge of the tub he had been sitting on and falling inside.

Dolly leans over grabbing onto Shiya’s right arm and yanking it toward her, she then taking the bracelet she had been holding and placing it on Shiya’s wrist, the bracelet locking in place as soon as it’s on him.

Shiya stares up at Dolly a little surprised, Dolly moving his hand in front of him and bringing the bracelet to his attention. “Try to leave my house and this thing will send a very painful electric shock through your body, you got that.”

Shiya quickly nods his head, Dolly’s message being clear, Dolly letting go of his arm and standing back up, turning around and heading out of the bathroom.

Shiya pushes himself back up as he calls after her. “What could you possibly want me locked up in your house for?”

“Do you want me to turn you in?”

Shiya’s ears fall back against his head, that of course a worse situation than this, as odd as this one happened to be. “No.”

“Then don’t complain and just accept it.”

Shiya sighs, there not much he could do but that. Dolly was right, being stuck here was better than being held captive by the military.

Shiya’s ears perk forward when he hears Dolly calling out to him. “I don’t know what I’m going to do about your leg though, I’m no doctor, and I really can’t take you to one without risking you being found.”

Shiya calls out down the hall she had gone, it not a problem. “If you have a first aid kit and something that I can use as a split I should be fine. I know how to take care of it myself.”

After a few minutes of silence Dolly returns, handing to Shiya the items that he requested, he taking them from her, staring at her for a moment before doing anything. “So... why am I here?”

Dolly begins to explain, she right now confused on what she should do. “I can’t hand you in just yet... because I don’t know if it’s the right thing to do anymore... I don’t want to make a mistake that’s going to make me lose something important.” She lowers her head, her brother Teddy, and partner Zack, both having disappeared because of their involvement in both the military and Raven Wolf. “I don’t want to lose any more than I already have...”

She looks back to Shiya, knowing he would know the information that she didn’t. “I want to know everything! Why the military is after you, who those people the super soldiers called the true bloods were, that weird ability of yours, how you managed to get your hands on two super soldiers! Everything!”

Shiya remains silent refusing to answer any of her questions, this frustrating Dolly as she slams her hand against the counter in the bathroom. “Don’t you understand? I’m a wild that works for the Domestic Military, I’m being made to fight my own people! To fight my own twin brother!! The people I care about are vanishing before my very eyes and no one will tell me why! All of this loss and suffering has to be for something right!? I need to know that I’m doing the right thing.” Tears begin to run down her face, Dolly taking a step back from him as she lowers her head. “Yula, Teddy... and Magellan... I need to know that losing them was for something... that something good is eventually going to come out of all of this... because if it was for nothing... and if things are only going to get worse...” She closes her eyes, taking a moment to calm herself down before continuing. “I just need to know the truth before I do anything else.”

Shiya contemplates on how to respond to her, he had been asked similar questions before and had always denied giving an answer, even to his closest friends, even if me might want to he could not start doing so now, if he did he would only put himself in more danger than he already was. “I can’t give you all of the answers you’re looking for... I’m sorry...”

Dolly shakes her head, determined not to settle with nothing from him. “We’ll you’re not leaving this apartment until you do.”

An uncomfortable silence surrounds the two of them, Dolly staring at Shiya with her arms crossed while he right now tended to the wound he had on his leg. Despite the fact that Dolly looked as if she had the upper hand Shiya was still capable of causing all kinds of havoc with those strange abilities he carried, Dolly a little surprised that he had not used them yet to attack her and try to escape. “So how come you haven’t attacked me yet? You should still be able to broken leg or not.”

Shiya doesn’t look up while patching up his leg. “If you really must know, I’m absolutely terrified of having to face you in a fight. I’ve been trying to avoid it every time I run into you.”

Dolly is very confused to hear this, she not anything special that would strike fear into anyone’s hearts. “What are you talking about? Why would you be afraid of me?”

Shiya looks back to her, the reason for that being simple. “When Yula was young he foresaw my death, I will encounter two wolves, twins, a brother and a sister. The brother will take my place, while I will be wounded by the sister.” He looks back to her, so far everything having happened just as Yula had said, the only thing left was for Dolly to hurt or kill him. “A vision would not mention a wound unless it is something that will affect me for the rest of my life or kill me, and I honestly don’t feel like dying any time soon.”

“If you’re so afraid that I might kill you, then maybe you should start answering my questions for me.”

Shiya lets out a sigh that true enough. “I suppose you do have a point, but I’m still not going to say anything.”

Dolly watches him, Shiya clearly had the answers that she was looking for, the fact that he was refusing to not give her any of them frustrating. Though, Dolly didn’t have to know everything today, she still had time to try and convince him into telling her what she needed to know. She just needed to be more patent with him.

For now Shiya seemed harmless enough, if what Shiya had said was true then she wouldn’t have to worry about him attacking her, as according to that vision he so heavily believed in it might very likely result in his death if he did, and with the help of the bracelet and the military patrols all over the city it was very unlikely that he would be able to escape even if she wasn’t home.

She looks back to Shiya, now beginning to question him. “You told me your name was Snow, but everyone calls you by the name of Shiya. I guess I’m not surprised that you lied to me though, seeing as I was after you.”

Shiya lowers his head upon hearing her say that name. “I didn’t lie to you...”

Dolly is a little curious about this. “So then... you’re lying to everyone else then?”

Shiya again shakes his head no. “They’re both my names. I have lived a very long time and I have been called many names. Shiya is the name that belongs to me now, while Snow was the very first one I was given.”

Dolly crosses her arms, Shiya was said to have lived for over three hundred years, possibly even longer, so she could see this as a possibility. “Well then... what do you want me to call you?”

“Call me whatever you want. Names mean very little to me... just don’t call me Shera. It upsets my daughter when I respond to that name.”

Dolly can’t help but smirk at the comment, she shaking her head as she get to her feet preparing to leave the room. “I’ll keep calling you Snow then, after all that was the first name you gave me to call you by. Not to mention it will be less obvious if I accidently let your name slip at work, as everyone there is aware that your name is Shiya.”

Shiya stares back at her, though he was hesitant to cooperate with her questioning there were perhaps some questions of hers that he might be able to answer. “The True Bloods... the ones that made the super soldiers like your friend. Of all the things I cannot tell you I can at least tell you what I know about them.”

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Tahki is sitting at a table using her left hand to write a letter while Fitz stares at her from a distance, he still cautious of her and nervous over the idea that Eve was letting her stay here.

Eve notices the uneasiness that Fitz now carries, though it was somehow understandable considering the things he must have been through, from what she understood he and the super soldiers had both been victims of the true blood experiments, so it was kind of silly of him to be seeing someone who had been in the same situation as him as an enemy.

Eve walks up to Fitz, this not going to be a very easy ordeal if Fitz was going to be jumpy and nervous the whole time Tahki was here. “Relax will you Fitz, she’s not going to bite you know.”

Fitz looks back to Eve, even though it was clear that she was no longer with the True Bloods and not even part of the Government Military, she having been with the wilds of all people, he still couldn’t help but be scared of her like this. “If you would have seen what those guys were capable of back in the labs you would be afraid of her too.”

The caw of a Raven sounds, startling Fitz and causing him to jump in surprise.

Tahki places the pen down she had been writing with, she then looking over to Eve. “Can you get that for me? I want to stay away from windows as much as possible as to prevent being seen and causing complications.”

Eve seems a little confused, she looking over to a window in the room and spotting a black raven perched outside of the window. “Are you talking about the bird…?”

Tahki nods her head as she begins folding the letter she had been writing. “He’s a spirit messenger belonging to Raven Spirit. He helps to relay messages to people within our tribe.”

Fitz stares at the bird, it looking exactly like any normal bird would. “You’re saying that bird is actually a spirit?”

“Yes.”

Fitz frowns, this not what he had expected a spirit to look like at all. “I thought it would be… I duno, all glowing or shimmery or something.”

Eve opens the window, the raven flying inside and landing on the table that Tahki is seated at. Tahki taking the folded letter she had written and handing it to the bird, the bird clutching it in its talons before taking flight and leaving through the open window.

Eve closes the window once again once the bird is gone, she now looking to Tahki curiously. “What was that note you gave it?”

Tahki begins to explain, it not being anything particularly secretive as it was for the most part stuff she already knew about. “It was a message to my husband Achak, the tribes shaman, telling him that I am wounded but safe, and that Shiya’s location is unknown to me, that he may be in the hands of the military.”

Eve lets out a sigh as she recalls the person that Tahki is talking about. “He must be really worried about you… and Iuana is probably really worried about her father too.”

Tahki nods her head. “I just hope that everyone else is safe, some may have been wounded or killed in the attack, while some may have vanished… taken by the True Bloods that had appeared.” She closes her eyes it not a good situation at all. “In any case Raven Wolf is probably is a state of panic, both their chieftain and first warrior are gone… of course there have been arrangements for Iuana and her suitor to take Shiya’s place and for Eleven to take mine, but such a change will not easily be accepted considering the complicated circumstances.”

Eve smiles at Tahki, not wanting her to lose too much sleep over this. “Oh I wouldn’t worry too much about Iuana and Eleven, those two are both strong girls, I’m sure they be able to handle everything just fine.”

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