Raven Wolf - 05 - The Abandoned - Chapter 01 by Kurapika < Submission

Keywords male 1114689, female 1004507, fox 232763, cat 199442, wolf 182118, feline 139137, raccoon 34078, vixen 27217, shark 16783, lynx 13104, story 12724, coyote 11279, jackal 10989, series 4425, book 4105, mink 2888, falcon 1511, wolverine 1478, chapter 513, raven wolf 329

Chapter One

When humans took the forms of animals to survive within the newly changed world, they changed into creatures of all kinds and divided themselves as such. Those with forms of mammals and reptiles filled land, while those who took an avian form took to the high mountains and skies, and those who took aquatic forms live within or near bodies of water. Though each of these four classes had their share of both wilds and domestics labelling and allying themselves as such, internal conflict on the domestic side due to their differences rose and though on the same side, these groups saw each other as rivals, who prepared and readied themselves to attack the others and defend themselves should this frail bond of trust one day break.

A series of photos lays upon a large table, the images are the play by play of a fight that had taken place between three figures, a large wolverine who is dressed in the uniform of the domestic military fights two cloaked figures, the city the fight is taking place in becomes nothing more than rubble from their attacks.

A light grey falcon dressed in a high ranking uniform of the domestic military looks these photo’s over, her arms are folded as her eyes continue to dart through the sequence the photos play out, these are images that a satellite that had picked up on an event that had happened one of the land bound domestic cities.

A solider enters the room, presenting her with some much needed information. “General Jovina, we’ll be approaching the target city within the hour.”

The woman pushes the chair she has been sitting on back as she gets to her feet. She moves toward a window of the room and looks out of it, the only thing that can be seen are white clouds and blue sky, they high above the ground within a flying fortress. “Begin the descent, and have someone wake Bourne and inform him that we have arrived.” She continues, her orders do not end there. “And Contact Cordella’s General Dmitri and inform him that we have arrived, that city is under heavy military guard and we don’t need them attacking us.”

“Yes ma’am.”

The falcon turns her head back towards the table, once again staring at one of the cloaked figures. “You’ve found yourself at a dead end thief.”

*******

Several long yellow buses are parked in the parking lot of a very large building, a group of children that had traveled on it to this place talk and scream excitedly as their supervisors try to calm them down, they are currently on a fieldtrip to Cordella city’s Museum of Natural History.

A lovely red fox who stands on the other side of the glass doorways lets out a tired sigh as she watches the busloads of children get sorted into groups, she is Eve Cadrey, the daughter of the man that owns this museum and its future inheritor. “Three classes in one day? It’s been years since we’ve had to deal with a visit like this.”

A raccoon who is standing next to her nods his head, he is the protégé treasure hunter of Eve’s father and also her adopted brother. “Well we haven’t had the staff to support groups like this so your father always avoided them. Now though with our recently acquired man power, I guess he thinks we’re able to handle them again.”

The museum’s added work force actually comes in the form of several targets that are on the run and hiding from the city’s military. The group ranges from wilds to ex military soldiers, all of them are lying low here until they can find a way to get through the heavy military lockdown that now fills the city.

Fitz looks back to a short and petite wolf with dark red fur. “Hey Purple, you ready for this?”

The roan wolf lets out an annoyed growl. “Don’t call me that.” Ever since arriving here with his coat of fur dyed purple, Fitz has taken it upon himself to stick him with the nick name Purple, this wolf is in fact a wild and chieftain of his tribe and one of the targets that is currently on the run from the military, his coat though is usually a bright snowy white, now coloured a dark red as to help hide him from his pursuers.

He walks over to the glass doors looking out to the children that are gathered in the parking lot, not sure about all of this. “Are you sure you don’t want me in the cafeteria or gift shop?”

Eve looks over to him. “Shiya I said there were three classes, that means we need three guides, Dolly and Chase can handle those places just fine on their own.”

Fitz lets out a groan as he rubs the back of his neck, this certainly is not his favourite thing to do when it comes to the work that needed to be done in this building; he always gets thrown from one task to another because of their very small work force. “Yeah I’d rather be working those areas too than this.”

Eve’s ears flatten against her head as she turns back to the two of them. “You two are making this seem worse than it actually is.”

Shiya still seems unsure about doing this. “Are you sure they’ll be okay with me being a wild? Children tend to get scared of our teeth and claws very easily.”

Eve looks back to him. “Well as we discovered last week Chase doesn’t exactly get along with children and Dolly has a habit of threatening those that make rude comments about wilds. So you’re really the only one I can turn to right now to help with this.”

Shiya frowns. “I think I have to start learning how to be more mean…”

Eve lets out a sigh. “It’s easy, just remember everything I told you yesterday, all three are the same grade so they get the same tour. They’ll be split up into their classes and you’ll get one of them, just give them the tour I walked you through last night and then when you’re done we’ll rotate classes and do it again.”

The glass doors open and the groups of children pour though them, loud voices fill the air and echo throughout the museum, Fitz takes his eyes off them for a moment to look back to Shiya and Eve. “I’ll do the introduction thing this time since you’re new and Eve’s boring when she does it.”

Eve’s lips pull back in a small snarl as Fitz steps forward greeting the children that are gathered before them with a huge smile. “Welcome to the Cordella Museum of natural history, here you’ll get to have fun learning about the history of the world and nature.” He holds his hands out to the three of them. “We will be your hosts for the day. I am Fitz, explorer and treasure hunter. I’ve been all over the world on all kinds of awesome adventures in search for rare artefacts and treasure, which after being recovered are held right here in this very museum.”

The children all seem impressed with the information as they let out collective oos and ahs.

Fitz holds his hands out to Eve introducing her as well. “This is Professor Eve Cadrey, she will also be acting as your guide. She’s boring.”

Eve glares over at him. “Fitz!”

Fitz corrects what he has said. “She’s smart and pretty and knows all sorts of neat things and can tell you all kinds of really cool stories about the past.”

Fitz now holds his hands out to Shiya. “This is Purple.”

“That is not my name.”

Fitz continues with ‘Purple’s’ introduction. “Purple is an expert in the lifestyles and traditions of Wild tribes all over the world. He is also very short so be careful not to lose him.”

Shiya lets out a grumble while the kids all laugh at what Fitz has said. One of the kids in the group speaks up, pointing out Shiya’s long claws and fanged teeth. “He looks funny.”

Fitz looks back to Shiya. “That’s because he’s Canadian.”

Shiya sighs at the comment. “How do you even know this?”

“It’s cause you’re so nice, and you said eh once.”

“Eh?”

“See? Right there, you just said it again.”

Shiya stares at him slowly shaking his head. Eve steps up and continues with the introduction to the museum before Fitz can add more to it. “We hope you have a delightful time and learn all kinds of things while you are here.” She looks the groups over. “Mrs. Anderson’s class will be coming along with me first, Mr. Wilson’s class will go with Fitz, and Mr. Steven’s class will go with Purple.”

“Hey!”

Eve quickly corrects herself, Fitz has called him that so often that she had mistakenly called Shiya that as well. “Oh sorry, I mean Snow, Mr. Steven’s class will go with Snow.”

One of the kids that is in the group that Shiya will be leading questions Shiya loudly. “Why is your name Snow?”

Fitz speaks up before Shiya can answer. “Because he’s from Canada.”

Shiya lets out a very forced laugh. “Ah ha ha ha- don’t think I won’t hurt you just because I’m nice.”

The three spilt up, leading the groups of children through the museum and beginning their tours, an older red fox smiles at them and waving to Shiya as they pass by, he is Eve’s father and current owner of the museum. “Good to see you working so hard Snow.”

Shiya smiles at him. “More than happy to help you out when you need it Mr. Cadrey, you’re letting me stay here at this museum after all, I can’t thank you enough for your hospitality.”

The old fox continues on his way, making his way through the museum until he reaches the museum’s gift shop, a frown fills his face as he walks inside, spotting a dark grey wolf that is seated behind the sales counter. “You better not be stealing from me!”

The grey wolf lets out a sigh, Mr. Cadrey for some reason does not trust her and always thinks that she is going to steal from him. “There’s nothing to worry about Mr. Cadrey, I’m not going to take anything from you.”

The old fox lets out a grumble as he turns away while shaking his head. “All these friends that Eve and Fitz are bringing home with them. I don’t like all these people living here.”

Dolly Conner, one of the ex soldiers that has taken refuge in the museum, lets out a tired sigh at the comment that the old fox had left her with, she is not the type to go about robbing people, and it’s rather troubling that Mr. Cadrey made the assumption that she is. Though her coat is darker than normal and her clothing is something a boy would be seen in she doesn’t think herself to look any less trustworthy than she would if she was in a respectable military uniform. “What am I doing that makes him think that all the time…?”

She places her hand on her chin as she begins to think. She and her companions had been hiding out in the Cadrey museum for almost two weeks, and though she, her partner Chase, Lumia the half True Blood computer hacker, and even Fitz, would periodically search the city for a way to escape so that they can begin their search for her brother Teddy and her friend Zack, the military guard is too heavy to try and get through, the risk of being spotted and caught is much too high.

It did not help that the city is still under a curfew and high level precautions have been put in place because of the fight between sources that had destroyed a block of the city has been labelled as a terrorist attack.

Like it or not, Dolly and her companions have no choice but to stay hidden until an opening in the security can be found.

*******

A well groomed and sharp looking coyote who would look quite handsome if not for the scratch marks that had scared across his face makes his way through a collection of people that are currently working on painting a stage set, he grins when he sees a large jackal in the uniform of the domestic military and a frown on his face, the coyote raises his hand and calls out a greeting when he finds the person he’s looking for. “Hey there boyfriend!!”

Captain Mort lets out a sigh as he turns back to look at the coyote that approaches him with an unimpressed frown. “Do not call me that.”

Alistair stops next to him still all smiles. “Aww gee don’t be such a stick in the mud, and I have interesting news for you too!”

Mort grumbles to himself, this is indeed something that he wants to hear, Alistair is his only source of contact and information regarding the military and its happenings since Mort had been given the almost comic task of playing body guard to an actress that had gotten stuck within the city because of the lock down and curfew. “Any clues on Van’s or Kane’s whereabouts?”

Alistair shakes his head no, the location of their comrade and fellow super soldier is still unknown to him. “Nothing on Van or Kane yet, this info is new stuff. Apparently a rather large fleet belongs to the military of the Sky Domestic’s is going to be arriving in the city soon.”

Mort frowns at the information. “What business would Avari have here?”

Alistair doesn’t recognize the name. “Avari?”

“Yes, General Avari Jovina. She’s young for her position but she’s the one in command of the Sky Domestic’s military. I’ve dealt with her on occasion before, mostly through the phone or video conversation, rarely in person.”

Alistair lets out a short sneer. “Well now I’m all jealous.”

“Don’t be, it’s just business.” He stop talking, frowning to himself when he realizes that he has just assured Alistair that there is nothing for him to be jealous of. “Wait… what just happened…?”

Alistair lets out his signature chuckle, somewhat interested in this information. “Something really interesting must be happening if it’s able to tempt the sky folk to land. I hardly see their kind anywhere around here. I wonder what it is they want with us.”

“Whatever it may be it doesn’t officially involve me. Remember I’ve been stuck with a babysitter’s role. My only assignment is to protect Ms. Naida Kelpie from harm during her prolonged stay in this city.”

Alistair throws a comment in after being reminded of who it is Mort is guarding. “By the way, thanks for getting her autograph for me, I appreciate it.”

Mort nods his head. “You managed to live past the deadline Dmitri had set for you, I was impressed enough by that to fill your request to get her signature.” He turns back to Alistair, still unsure how it is the coyote had managed to do that. “How did you talk him out of terminating you?”

Alistair seems reluctant to tell him this information. “Look, I know we’re so close we could practically be married and all-”

Mort interrupts him with a growl. “No we’re not.”

Alistair continues not really bothered with how annoyed Mort is getting with him. “But that’s a little secret that I’d prefer to keep to myself.”

Mort lets out a low growl as he turns away from him, it’s rather clear that Alistair does not want to tell him anything regarding that. “It would be foolish of us not to keep an eye on this development, but remember, Van and Kane’s whereabouts are our top priority.”

*******

A domestic soldier of feline decent lies on the floor of a dimly lit room, the black cat’s hands and feet are cuffed together while another chain links around his neck and attaches him to the wall, a plate of uneaten food sits in front of him, having refused to it and all other meals that have been brought to him.

The soldier that is being held like a prisoner is known as Van Berights, and is one of the two Super Soldiers that have gone missing that Mort and Alistair are looking for.

Unlike his much more skilled and powerful comrades, Van is an intelligence model Super Solider who lacks fighting skills of almost any kind.

The door to the room opens and a swift fox who is holding a tray of food enters, he lets out an annoyed grunt when he sees that Van has again not eaten anything. The fox comments on this, having an accent in his voice. “Even if you are a Super Solider and can handle long breaks without food you’re going to have to start eating eventually, two weeks is stretching it rather thin don’t you think?”

Van looks up to him with a glare. “My loyalties lie with the Domestic Military, not you.”

The fox lets out a laugh. “The same Domestic Military that tried to kill you? Why you would be dead if not for me capturing you and taking you here.”

Van frowns not thinking that he would have been in the same situation as his comrades. “Though the lives of the others may have been in jeopardy I doubt they would have made through on their promise in concerns to me. Without me that True Blood computer hacker is running rampant within their system with no one to stop her, and unlike the others I’m not a combat model. There’s nothing that I can do to harm anyone.”

He grins at the fox, knowing him to be exactly the same. “And you’re no different from them, you won’t kill me and instead keep me alive because you know just how important I am and how useful my skills are.”

His captor replaces the old tray of food with the new one. “Getting a tad bit cocky aren’t we?”

“You belong to a small group that thinks they have what it takes to take on not only the entire Domestic Army but the True Bloods as well. If anyone is being cocky it’s you and your friends.”

The fox shakes his head. “We’re not trying to fight either of them, we’re only trying to stay hidden from them.”

He turns away leaving the room and locking the door shut behind him, this Fox is known by the name of Aither Youko, who is currently courting the very lovely and very media popular actress named Nadia Kelpie, unbeknownst to most people though he is also one of the six elusive Sources, one who keeps himself hidden by quickly doing away with anyone who might be unfavourable and find out that he is a Source.

Aither lets out a sigh as he looks out toward two lynxes who are now seated in front of computers. “The little bugger is still being just as stubborn as the day I brought him in! If Shanira ever changes her mind about wanting to keep him alive I tell you I’ll be rid of him quicker than you can blink.”

The younger of the two lynx’s turns his chair around to look back to him. “Even if he’s not cooperating at least he’s not with the Domestic Military. It’s been a lot easier for Granddad to get into the backdoors he created for the satellite files once again.”

An older lynx grumbles to himself as he works away on the computer. “If only I could get into the rest of the system just as easily.”

“Don’t beat yourself up over it, you’re doing a lot more than any normal person could do Granddad.”

“Get back to work Luca! If you’re going to talk to me better to do it while working on that code I gave you to work on.”

The lynx lets out a sigh, Luca is still new at this and not as experienced as his grandfather when it comes to these things. “Come on… I’m a humble grocery clerk that worked as an underground surgeon. You can’t expect me to learn everything there is to know about computer hacking over night do you?”

“It’s been over six months!”

A low roaring of motors begins to sound,, Aither looks around him curiously at the noise that is progressively starting to get louder. “What’s that sound?”

Luca looks back to his screen. “That must be the Avian Fleet that Granddad saw headed in this direction.”

The fox looks horrified to learn this information. “The Sky Domestics are here!?” He looks over to the older lynx. “Marty why didn’t you say anything earlier!?”

The old lynx looks away from his monitor, he is always so engrossed in his work that he often forgets to mention things like that. “The Sky Domestics are here.”

“Well I know that now!” He quickly runs out of the room, making his way through the building until he reaches its roof, turning his head up toward the sky and staring that the objects that are descending toward the city. Several huge air ships hang in the sky. The fox frowns as he watches a much smaller transport plane detach from the large lead ship, it quickly flies from the fleet and heads straight towards the city’s military base.

A rather nervous look fills the usually confident fox’s face. “This is not good…”

*******

A large wolverine in the uniform of the Domestic Military’s General makes his way onto a helicopter landing pad on top of the building he is in, a plane is making its descent upon it, it’s more advanced than the military planes that are in this city as none are able to land vertically like this one is, this plane belongs to another group of Domestics.

He stands in wait as the door on the plane’s side opens and several figures come through it, three of avian decent and one of aquatic, a female light grey falcon and male black skinned shark walks ahead of the other two soldiers, they and the soldiers that follow them head straight towards the General upon seeing him, the two parties greet each other respectfully once they come to a stop in front of one another.

The light grey falcon who dons the colours of dark red and white on her uniform is the first to introduce herself. “General Avari Jovina of the Sky Domestic’s third fleet.”

The shark who’s domestic uniform carries the colours of black and white introduces himself shortly after. “General Kenneth Bourne of the Aquatic Domestic’s Atlantic Navy.”

The wolverine introduces himself as well. “General Ebon Dmitri of the New States’ Domestic forces.” He begins to question fellow Generals, though these three militaries along with many others are allies and part of the United Domestic Forces, the differing parties still do not often work with one another, the relationships between the land, sky and water dwellers has always been a very frail one. “What brings the both of you to Cordella?”

General Jovina motions for the two soldiers that are at her side to leave. “We need to talk to you in private. It’s a matter that concerns the elusive six.”

Dmitri turns to the two soldiers at his side sending them on their way as well, then beginning to lead Jovina and Bourne into the military base. “This way then.”

The three make their way into the building and into a secure room, Dmitri speak to them in concerns to that topic once the door to the room is shut. “The matter concerning the six sources is being deal with. There is no need for you either of you to step in.”

General Bourne doesn’t seem convinced. “Don’t assume that we don’t know better.”

He looks to Jovina as she throws a folder she had been holding down onto a table that is in the middle of the room they are in, overhead pictures of the battle between the four sources that had taken place in Cordella several weeks ago on them. “Your military power is currently directed at only Ice’s capture. We know for a fact that both Water and Wind are in this city as well, yet none of your efforts have been directed towards them.”

Dmitri frowns, the reasoning for that is clear. “Capturing a source is not an easy task, if we try to focus on more than one then we will fail.”

Bourne narrows his eyes believing to know better. “The United Force’s treaty states that once Wind and Water are captured they are to be sent to the Air and Naval Domestic forces. You earth bound Domestics just don’t want to hand such a power over to us.”

Dmitri smiles at the accusation. “Not true.”

General Jovina speaks up in a harsh tone. “The Terrain Domestics already have you, the Earth Source, the Avians and Aquatics only want the same, as per decided by the United Force’s signed treaty!”

Dmitri does not change his position on the matter. “My military resources cannot be spared, the Ice Source is difficult enough to catch, if I lesson my efforts then I will lose him.”

Jovina comes up with a compromise. “Then grant us permission to bring our soldiers into the city. My forces will seek out Wind, General Bourne’s will search for Water.”

The wolverine nods his head. “I suppose that can be arranged, depending on what it is you intend to do while in this city.”

Jovina narrows her eyes. “A fox hunt.” She places her finger upon one of the photo’s pointing out a cloaked figure. “Hardly any information regarding the Wind Source has been recovered from the True Bloods, all that we know is that it was a fox that Wind was sealed inside. I will have all those with fox lineage gathered, and I will go through them myself and find which one is holding Wind within them.”

Dmitri crosses his arms. “The citizens of this city will not like this idea, and may not cooperate with you.”

“No harm will come to anyone. It is only the Wind Source that I intend to find, and once they are found those that have been brought in will be free to return to their homes once more.”

“Foxes are crafty individuals, and Cordella plays host to many of them at the moment. You will have your work cut out for you.”

Jovina sneers at Dmitri. “It’s better than waiting for you to do anything! If Louis was still in charge he would have done something about this! At the least he would have contacted us and not left us in the dark about the Sources like you have!”

Dmitri seems unhappy with the comment. “Mort was demoted because of his incompetence, the fact that you think he may have done a better job than me is insulting, especially when he knows as little as he does about the sources.”

“The fact that he is so ill informed compared to the rest of the Generals is no thanks to you!”

Bourne lets out a frustrated grumble. “Enough. We did not come seeking an argument, we came seeking cooperation.”

Dmitri looks over to Bourne. “You never told me of what you intend to do in your search for the Water Source.”

Bourne looks over to Jovina. “Me and my men will aid General Jovina in her task. The Water and Wind sources are said to be lovers, once she catches Wind, Water is sure to react, and once that happens I will make my move.”

Dmitri thinks the request over. “What will happen if I do not give you my permission?”

Bourne lets out an enraged yell as he slams his hands against the table. “Don’t play games with us!”

Jovina frowns at Dmitri. “If you deny our request then we will enter the city by force! The Wind Source is more than just a power source, he is a criminal who has killed anyone that has gotten close to finding him, I have lost many good men to him and do not intend to let him get away with it. Deny my request and you will be responsible for harbouring a murderer! We will destroy you!”

Dmitri chuckles at the woman’s threat. “You seem to give me little choice in the matter. Very well then, I will give you the permission you need to enter my city and do what you’re asking. I’m sure Governor Milford will understand when I tell him you have come here looking for a murderer that has taken refuge here.”

He looks to each of them before leaving. “Go ahead and look for Wind and Water all you like, but do not upset my efforts to capture the Ice Source. If you or your men get in my way I will be less than merciful.”

He leave the room, General Jovina and General Bourne both look to one another, the shark speaks up with a growl. “I still think the division of the Six Sources is unfair. The Terrains get three of them and the Avians get two, while us Aquatics get only one.”

Jovina looks back to Bourne, the reasoning for that being quite clear. “Your government came out short in the bid for the Sources, be thankful you got even one of them. You should also feel yourself lucky you’re not Reptilian, they didn’t get any.”

*******

The three classes that had come to the museum that day are all seated at tables in the cafeteria, they are all laughing and talking loudly while eating or throwing food at one another while their supervisors try to keep them under control.

One of the children runs up to the cafeteria counter; holding out a sandwich out towards a roan mink that is standing behind the food display, the young child speaks to the mink in a demanding voice. “Warm up my sandwich for me.”

The mink turns to the child with a frown while motioning towards a counter where a microwave is. “There’s a microwave out there that you can use, warm it up yourself.”

“No! I want you to warm it up for me.”

The mink argues back with the child. “Do it yourself or eat it cold.”

“My mom always warms my sandwiches up for me, I never eat them cold.”

“Do I look like your mother?”

“No. But you look like someone that works here and should be doing what I tell them too.”

The mink speaks up in displeasure. “Snot nosed little brats like you should warm up their own food before I put a bullet through their head.”

“I’ll tell on you and get you fired!”

“Can’t tell on me if you’re dead can you? That’s what bullets entering your skull do to you know. Make you dead.”

Eve quickly walks up to the child taking the wrapped sandwich from him. “Here sweetheart let me get that for you, why don’t you go back to the rest of your class and I’ll bring it to you when it’s done warming up.”

She looks back to the mink with a frown once the child leaves. “Chase! What have I told you about threatening to kill small children!?”

The mink, who referred to himself as Eighteen while the others called him Chase, looks over to the children in disgust. “That child should be beaten within an inch of his life.”

Eve frowns at him, Eighteen is in no way an expert when it comes to these things, having been raised as a Super Soldier in a True Blood laboratory, he is another of the ex-military fugitives that is using the Cadrey Museum as a hiding place. “You didn’t exactly grow up in a normal environment! You can’t treat children the same way the True Bloods treated you and the other Super Soldiers. Here, in NORMAL society we do not beat bratty children within an inch of their lives or threaten to kill them with bullets to the head!”

Eighteen watches Eve as she makes her way over to the microwave. “Well then what do you do with them?”

Eve sighs as she turns back to Eighteen. “You put up with and amuse them until they go home and back to making their parent’s lives miserable.”

Small radios on the ears of Eve and her companions begin to relay a message, the voice of a young girl speaks to all of them, she is known as Lumia, the half True Blood half Domestic computer hacker that now resides in the Museum’s security room. “There’s a group of military soldiers approaching the museum.”

Shiya seems concerned, leaving the table that he had been eating lunch at and moves to a less crowded area as to respond to the voice. “Have they found us?”

Lumia doesn’t seem to think this to be the issue. “No, an order like that in their communications would have triggered Dad’s attention for sure and we would know they were headed this way before they got here.”

Eighteen moves into the kitchen where he can’t be seen. “How many of them are there?”

“There are four of them…. But they’re not members of Cordela’s military I don’t think… their uniforms are different, two of them have uniforms that are red and white while two have uniforms that are black and white in colour.”

Dolly recognizes the descriptions of the uniforms, her voice now accompanies Lumia’s on the radio. “Those are the uniforms of the Sky Domestics and the Sea Domestic’s militaries, what would they be doing here?”

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