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Raven Wolf - 05 - The Abandoned - Chapter 06

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Chapter Six

General Jovina is in her office on her military ship, she’s now sitting at her desk as she goes through the collection of information she has been handed on the foxes she and her soldiers have gathered, having returned to her strict no nonsense attitude now that she is back in uniform again, she acts completely different when among the military that she had been when around Mort.

She reads through the files, she has had to go through many of these today, these are the documented conversations between the soldiers and subjects when they had been taken into solitude to be questioned. She hands the folder to one of the soldiers when she is done, this is the last of this batch for her to go through. “Add this file to the ones we want to keep a close eye on.”

“Right away General Jovina.” The soldier leaves taking the files with him, Jovina lets out a tired sigh when he is gone, her search for the Wind Source was not looking to go anywhere fast at the moment, Jovina knows that the longer she keeps these people locked up like this, the less tolerable of the situation and more difficult they would become.

She looks to a large monitor across the room from her desk, it now shows various camera footage from cameras around the rooms the foxes had been collected in as well as the isolated rooms that they are being questioned in. Her eyes dart from figure to figure as she tries to find something that might be familiar to her.

“Dad what was mom like? She’s pretty in the photos, did she look that pretty all the time?” Avari Jovina is a young girl, having climbed onto the kitchen table and sat herself on it, having come up so that she could reach and go through her father’s wallet that had been resting there, she looks through the photos that he had in them.

She watches as her father quickly moves through the rooms in their house, quickly grabbing things and packing them in suitcase near Avari, not saying a word to her, with a rather focused and troubled expression on his face.

Avari continues to question him even though she had not gotten a response. “Was she nice? She looks like she was nice.” She tilts her head to the side as she continues to stare at the photo that is in the wallet. “Do you think I’ll look like her when I grow up?”

“Not now Avari.”

Young Avari doesn’t seem to catch on to the anxiousness in her father’s voice. “Why do we have to go to my aunt’s house? She’s so far away and it’s not a holiday, and you only ever visit her when it’s a holiday.”

Her father doesn’t look back to her as he closes the suitcase. “You can’t stay at home anymore, it’s not safe here, you’ll be safe with your aunt.”

“Why? I don’t want to go visit them.”

The lights to the house flicker, the door to the house slams against the wall of the house as a powerful gust of wind blows it open.

A horrified look fills Mr. Jovina’s face, he scoops up his daughter into his arms and carries her over to the nearby kitchen kneeling down to the cupboard under the sink, opening it and putting her inside.

“Avari stay here, stay hidden and don’t make a sound.”

Avari seems uncertain of this idea. “But dad you said I’m not allowed to go under the sink, that they’re not for playing in that there and I can’t touch the cleaning bottles in it and that next time you find me under here you’re going to ground me!”

“Avari I mean it! Stay here and don’t make a sound! No matter what happens!”

Avari seems confused. “Ok… but why?”

Her father closes the cupboard door, Avari looks around her hardly able to see anything in here it’s so dark. She does not move afraid that she might accidently brush against something she isn’t allowed to touch.

The sudden sound of her father’s gun being fired startles her, causing her to hit her head on the drain off the sink, several other shots soon follow the first.

Avari holds the back of her head as she stays as still as she can, her whole body trembling in fear as she tries not to make a sound, the sounds of struggle and fighting are able to be heard. The struggling comes to an end when something heavy hits the ground.

Despite her father’s warning the young girl cautiously places her hand against the cupboard door, pushing it open just enough for her to peek out. The contents of the suitcase that her father had been packing are strewn about the floor.

She opens the door a little wider so that she can see more, her father’s figure lies upon the floor, a figure stands over him, looking back and staring at Avari for only a moment before turning away and quickly leaving the house, their footsteps are light and hardly make a sound.

Avari doesn’t leave the spot her father had placed her in until the light footsteps are gone, she slowly makes her way from the cupboard under the sink and towards her father’s fallen form, placing her hands upon his side and shaking him, she gets no response from him. “Dad…?”

General Jovina continues to look each of the figures over, though she has seen the face of who had taken the life of her father it had happened so long ago that she could no longer remember his features, all she knows is that she had seen a fox, and that later when she had joined the military that it was the Wind Source that had targeted her father. Perhaps if she saw him, she would remember, but so far that has not proven to be the case. “I know I have you. So which one are you?”

*******


Dolly is behind the counter of the gift shop watching Fitz as he stands at the main counter of the museum, busy looking something up on the museum computer while at the same time trying to talk on the phone and deal with someone that is trying to get his attention.

She steps out from behind the counter, leaving the gift shop and making her way towards him, it looks like he can use some help. She stands by him and stares at him rather awkwardly, unsure of how to interrupt him from everything he is doing to ask if he needs help. “Hey, Fitz…?”

The woman who is already at the counter looks to Dolly crossly. “Wait your turn! Can’t you see I was here first?”

Dolly turns toward the woman not in the mood for her rude attitude. “I work here alright, I wasn’t trying to go in front of you I just wanted to see if he needed any help so that this might go faster.”

An alarm on Fitz’s cell phone goes off, Fitz practically dropping everything he is doing to respond to the alarm, he looks to Dolly. “I’ve got to tend to Gracie, you can handle all this while I’m gone right?”

Dolly shakes her head not even able to begin to know how to do anything that he has been working on. “I don’t even know what you were doing. How could I-”

“I’ll be right back!” He quickly runs off not saying another word.

Dolly turns back to the woman with a nervous grin, this is completely out of her field of expertise. “I’m sorry… he’s just a little bit busy today, a lot of the key members of staff are missing because of that whole military search thing.”

“Well then can you help me!?”

Dolly looks over to the computer, not even sure what file is open on it. “No, probably not… but I’ll try.”

The woman points out to the parking lot where a large yellow bus is parked. “I have a bus packed with children that are getting more rowdy the longer they stay in there. Do you have a guide ready or not?”

Dolly looks to the side, not entirely sure how to explain all of this. “Oh, guides… well, about our guides, one is well, gone, the military issue I explained before. The other just ran upstairs to check on the owner’s sick daughter and, the last one is running late, he had something he needed to take care of.”

“Well is there anyone here that can fill in for them?”

Dolly sighs to herself, though she really doesn’t want to deal with a school bus full of domestic children she supposes that she can fill in for Fitz until he gets back. “Of course, send them in, I’ll cover for Fitz until he gets back.”

The woman leaves the counter as she begins heading back towards the school bus, an uncertain look fills Dolly’s face as she watches her leave, really not all that fantastic when it comes to dealing with children.

Dolly tries her best to smile when she sees the class of young children enter, the teacher lines them all up in front of her as the children wait expectantly for something to happen. “O…k…” She claps her hands together as she tries to think of what it is Fitz would usually give as an opening introduction. “Welcome to the Cordella Museum of Natural History.”

Dolly stands there in silence not sure of what to say after that, the children all look back and forth from one another really not sure of where this introduction of hers is going, Dolly eventually speaks up again. “Are there any questions?”

Several of the kids raise their hands as they all start speaking at once. “What’s your name?”

“Are there dinosaurs here?”

“Where’s the bathroom.”

“You look funny.”

“Why is this place so big when there’s almost nobody here?”

“Why are your teeth so sharp and pointy?”

Dolly cringes as the questions continue. “Well-”

Another particularly loud child interrupts Dolly from answering. “Are you a boy or a girl?”

Dolly looks annoyed to be asked that question, she is about to snap back a response when Tahki interrupts her. “I’ll take it from here.”

Dolly looks back rather shocked to see Tahki here, she is usually hidden away out of sight. Her fur is dyed black to hide her markings and the tattoo on the inside of her ear covered up. “What are you doing here?”

Tahki looks out towards the children. “Lumia had a feeling that Fitz would be needing extra help with Eve and her father gone, she asked if I would lend a hand.”

Dolly watches her walk past her, not entirely sure of this, her past experiences with Super Soldiers clearly show that they do not know how to really deal with children, which of course is no surprise considering where they were raised, and Tahki is as cold and as strict as a Super Soldier could come. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

Tahki nods her head. “I know what I’m doing.”

The mouse walks up to the children, beginning in introduction to the class over again. “Welcome to the Cordella Museum of Natural History. My name is Tessa, and I will be acting as your guide.” She holds her arm that is not in a sling over to Tahki. “This is my friend Kanti, she helps out with lots of things in the museum, you’ll probably see her around a lot.”

Dolly looks back at Tahki, surprised by the name that she had given to her, she has heard this name several times by now, Shiya said it when he spoke of his late wife while Dmitri had called her by it. “Kanti…”

Tahki begins to point to each of the children with her free hand, answering the questions that each of the children she points to had asked. “There are plenty of statues and remains of dinosaurs here, but I’m sad to say no real ones.” She points to the next child. “The bathrooms are just down the hall to your left, ask one of your supervisors to take you there.” She points to another. “This place is as big as it is because it’s filled with all kinds of things gathered over the years that will show you the history of the world. All of which you well get to see and learn about on your trip.”

Tahki now looks over toward Dolly. “And as for the questions that were directed at her, Kanti is a she, and she looks different from you because her mother and father are wilds.”

The children all look to one another, one of them speaks up. “My mom says Wilds are dangerous.”

Tahki assures the child that there is nothing for him to be afraid of. “That’s a common misconception, just because they look a little different from the rest of you doesn’t mean that they dangerous. In fact the Wilds that work here are not dangerous at all.” She leans toward them talking in a lower tone of voice. “You may not realize it but Kanti is actually afraid of you.”

Dolly quickly speaks up to defend herself. “I’m not afraid! I’m just… a little bit intimidated that’s all… I don’t exactly know what I’m doing.”

Tahki motions over toward Dolly. “Kanti is new here and very shy around people she doesn’t know you see, so we should do our best to make her feel comfortable.”

Dolly stares at Tahki in shock as the children all nod their heads in agreement to do just that. Tahki does not at all treat them in the way that Dolly thought she would have.

Tahki continues to speak to the children. “Are there any more questions that need to be answered before we begin our tour? Or are we ready to go?”

Several of the children raise their hands, all of them having the same question. “How did you break your arm?”

Tahki answers them with a rather straight face. “I fell down from a very tall height.”

“Like an airplane?”

“Not quite.”

Dolly watches as Tahki turns away from the children beginning to lead them through the museum, the tour now starting. “Did you ever wonder how the world use to look before us Domestics came to be?”

The children all speak up giving her various answers at once, Tahki and the class turn a corner into the next room.

Fitz soon returns to the front desk, looking around him curiously as he looks for the teacher and her class. “Where did that woman that was here go? She was waiting for me to find a guide.”

Dolly stares at Fitz. “Tahki came and took care of them.”

Fitz stares back at Dolly. “Wha- what do you mean took care of them? In Super Soldier terms that doesn’t exactly sound very good.”

Dolly tries to clarify what she had said, it indeed sounds bad when Fitz puts it that way. “She’s acting as their guide and taking them through the museum.”

“They’re being lead around here by a Scary Super Solider!?”

“She’s actually surprisingly good with children.”

The doors to the museum open and Eighteen and Shiya return to the building, Fitz immediately turns to them as he begins to question Shiya. “Where have you been!? You were supposed to guide that class remember!? Now they’re got a RFSSS leading them around!!”

Shiya is confused, not understanding the acronym that Fitz has used. “RFSSS…?”

Eighteen answers Shiya’s question for him, Fitz has to referred to him by this abbreviation a number of times before as well. “It stands for ‘Really Freaken Scary Super Solider.”

Fitz nods his head as he points to Eighteen. “Very close, you just used the wrong F word.”

Dolly shrugs her shoulders. “I don’t know, she seems to be doing a better job than me… and the children honestly seem more comfortable with her than she does with me. I think she’ll do this job just fine.”

The phone behind the counter begins to ring again, Fitz lets out a sigh as he looks toward it, he is tired of answering the phone. “You know, for a place that’s so DEAD Mr. Cadrey sure gets a lot of phone calls!!”

Eighteen looks to Shiya and Dolly. “I’m going to go talk to Lumia about locating Sixty Six.” He leaves the group making his way through the museum.

Dolly looks over to Shiya, there is something that is bothering her. “Tahki called me Kanti.”

Shiya doesn’t seem to be too phased by the information. “Oh? Is that the name you’ve decided to go under while you’re in hiding?”

Dolly seems a little confused by the response. “You don’t find it a little bit… odd?”

Shiya shakes his head no. “It’s a pretty name, I don’t think it’s an odd one.”

Dolly gives him a curious look, Shiya is acting a little bit slow today. “That’s the name of your wife.”

Shiya shakes his head no once again. “I don’t have a wife.”

Dolly raises her eyebrow. “You’re late wife!”

Shiya pauses as he thinks this over for a moment. “Kanti… Kanti… you’re right. That was her name.”

Fitz stops talking on the phone as he and Dolly look to one another, Shiya had clearly and fondly remembered the name of his wife only hours before when they had been preparing the museum for opening.

A troubled look now fills Shiya’s face, having reached the same realization that they had. “My memories… they’re starting to fade…”

Dolly looks over to Fitz, this is not good. “We need to get his crystal back.”

*******


Dmitri is handed a file detailing the collective reports of various soldiers that are currently searching for Raven Wolf’s leader. “Nothing again sir, he’s keeping a low profile. Of course this is no surprise. He’s been in the city for a long time now without being found.”

Dmitri looks through the reports in the folder. “We’ll find him. He can’t hide forever.”

The soldier is about to leave but remembers something before turning away. “By the way Sir, Quincy was here looking for you.”

Dmitri seems a little surprised to hear this, this is not something he expected. “What would that lazy good for nothing scavenger want from me?”

“He didn’t say sir, just asked if you were ‘around’ and that was it.”

“I’m not going to find him waiting for me in my office again am I? I still haven’t gotten rid of all the glitter he left behind from the last time he was there.”

The soldier is confused by the comment. “Excuse me sir…?”

“It’s not an insult it’s literal, don’t ask me why he had it on him as I honestly don’t know. If I had to guess it would be because he went to speak with Mort who is on the Nadia Kelpie assignment before coming here.”

Dmitri begins to make his way to his office, opening the door and making his way inside where he seats himself at his desk. The wolverine is about to continue reading through the files that had been handed to him, he stops and looks away from them when he notices something, Dmitri looks down towards one of the drawers on his desk to find that it has not properly been closed.

Dmitri stares at the lock that should be keeping the drawer secure and shut, it has small scratches on it that may indicate that it could have been picked. He opens the drawer looks inside, the papers and things inside of it are out of order and are not how he had left them.

He begins to look through his other drawers they being the same, Dmitri then looks to his desk to find several things in places he did not remember putting them.

He pushes himself out of his chair as he slowly begins to look over his office, though it does not look as if anyone had been there at first glance it is rather clear that someone had been there searching for something and Dmitri has a pretty good guess on who it might be, the reason though is still unclear. “What were you looking for Quincy?”

The door to his office opens as a large bull walks in, coming to a stop staring at Dmitri when he sees the focused look he now has on his face. “Is something on your mind?”

Dmitri shakes his head. “Nothing important.” He looks back to the bull, this man is known by the name of Williams, his superior that goes by the title of Marshal. “What brings you here?”

The Marshal crosses his arms. “Progress. I want my results.”

Dmitri begins giving him the run down. “You will get them soon enough, unless you want me to search for him personally and start tearing this city into pieces I suggest you be patient. There’s only so much that I can do with the man power I have been given.”

“Ever since the ‘terrorist’ attack you’ve had the whole Cordella military at your disposal.”

The wolverine chuckles to himself. “And yet all those men can’t find him as quickly as I could.” He turns away looking out the window that overlook the city it is based in. “I was able to draw him out quickly when I stepped in, and I would have caught him too if not for the interference of Water and Wind. Now though he is alerted of my intent and will not approach me as easily.”

Williams shakes his head, this is taking too long. “There has to be another way you can get to him.”

Dmitri nods his head as he begins to head out of the room. “I’m already working on that, but as I already said it will require your patience. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a Super Soldier to speak to.”

He walks past the bull walking back to the soldier that he had received both the file and the comment that Quincy had been looking for him from. “About how long ago did Quincy come looking for me?”

“Not that long ago General, couldn’t have been more than fifteen minutes ago.”

He looks around him, it probably has taken the coyote about that long to search through his office. “He can’t be that far then.”

He quickly makes his way through the halls, giving each room a quick glance into before finally coming to a stop when he opens the door to the locker room and sees Quincy inside among several other soldiers that are dressing to go home, he is in the process of changing into a clean uniform. Dmitri enters the room coming to a stop next to him. “What are you doing here?”

Alistair raises an eyebrow as he stops fixing the collar of his shirt to look over to him while giving Dmitri a sarcastic response. “I’m taking in the view.” He shakes his head as he gets back to getting dressed. “What does it look like I’m doing? I’m changing into a fresh uniform, I can only wear the same one for so many days you know.”

Dmitri slams his fist against the locker to get the attention of everyone in the room. “Everyone but Quincy get out. Now.”

The other soldiers quickly gather the rest of their belongings before leaving as quickly as they can.

Alistair looks around him the room empty. “Well this is awkward, alone time with the General in the locker room, I never would have guessed that you felt that way about me.”

Dmitri speaks up once they are all gone. “What were you looking for in my office?”

Alistair acts surprised. “Your office? Please now what would I be looking for in there? I already know about your son what else could you possibly be hiding from me that would be more interesting than that?”

Dmitri grabs onto the front of Alistair’s shirt and forcefully lifts him up and slams him against the lockers, holding him in place as he gives him a threatening snarl. “You will answer me or I will make you wish that you had not avoided your execution.”

Alistair frowns as he looks him over, off hand he is not able to see anything that resembles what Shiya and Eighteen are talking about on him, his interest perks when he notices a leather necklace around Dmitri’s neck that is being worn under his shirt, Shiya had mentioned that it could possibly be on a necklace. “I wasn’t in your office.”

Dmitri once again slams him against the lockers. “I know that it was you, now answer me! What were you looking for!?”

“Photos of your mom.”

Dmitri lets out an angered yell as he lets go of Alistair, pulling back his right arm and then swinging it forward punching Alistair across the face, the force throws him to the ground. Alistair quickly gets to his feet before Dmitri can throw another blow at him, he quickly holds his hand up to stop him and speaking up quickly. “Any further pain you inflict on me I’ll be sure to pass on to your son, are you sure you want that?”

Dmitri gives him a threatening growl. “Don’t make me repeat my question.”

Alistair thinks quickly, he needs to give Dmitri something because it is rather clear he isn’t going to rest until he gets some kind of answer from him. “I was looking for something that might tell me the reason why the military is hiding the fact that you were there the night of the terrorist attack on the city. I know you were there, and I’m curious as to why it’s so important that people think that you weren’t.”

Dmitri stares down at him, his glare deepens. “You may have a way to keep me from killing you but you don’t have protection from the rest of the military, I suggest that you do not dwell any further in matters that are bigger than you, unless of course you want to be killed.”

He walks past Alistair leaving the room, the coyote lets out a groan as he pushes himself back to his feet, spitting out the blood that is in his mouth and rubbing his very sore jaw.

A soldier enters the room, a shocked look is on his face when he sees Alistair. “What happened to you?”

Alistair looks back to him as he wipes the last of the blood from his mouth. “Words of advice, don’t insult General Dmitri’s mother.”

He walks back to his locker grabbing the jacket of his uniform putting it on as he leaves the room. Military dress code forbid wearing articles of clothing or jewellery like that, so there is a good possibility that the necklace around Dmitri’s neck is holding the crystal that Eighteen has sent him to get, Alistair has no clue of how he is supposed to get something that is strapped around Dmitri’s neck.

*******


The Commander General is in an interrogation room where he now stands in front of Zack who has been bound to a chair that is bolted to the floor to keep him from attacking. “How many Super Soldiers are still alive?”

Zack clenches his teeth as he tries to keep his mouth shut and not answer, he unfortunately does the opposite and gives him the answers that he wants, Zack is unable to help but do so. “Seven.” He struggles with his restraints but is unable to pull free of them. “Why do you need them? Aren’t I good enough company?”

Zephyr frowns at Zack. “The more samples we have the better chance we’ll have at pinpointing the mutation that evolved you into being able to survive.”

“What about all the Super Soldiers you still have? When I woke up I was in cold storage surrounded by the bodies of the rest of my batch. Why not use them?”

Zephyr shakes his head. “Those bodies were destroyed a long time ago, and even if we did still have them they would not prove useful, their bodies lacked whatever it was that enabled you survive a poison specifically manufactured to kill you. We need the DNA of the few that did.”

He pulls a chair in front of Zack sitting down in it as he leans forward folding his hands in front of him. “Now, tell me their product numbers, the names they’re known by now and their last know locations.”

He stops Zack before he is about to answer his question. “But, before you going into detail about that. Is there anything else that you should think I should know about? Any information that you think might catch my interest?”

Zack doesn’t have to think long before answering this question. “The Domestic Military operations information network has constantly been under the threat of a True Blood computer hacker named Lumia Masters.”

Zephyr is surprised to hear this. “Professor Masters kid? She’s still alive? What does she want with the Domestic Military?”

“For the most part she only targets operations that deal with Raven Wolf’s leader.”

“Raven Wolf’s leader? What is that some kind of military group?”

“Raven Wolf is a small tribe of Wilds.”

Zephyr seems both confused and intrigued. “Wilds? What would Masters want with a fight between Domestics and Wilds?”

“This isn’t a isn’t a matter of feuding, Raven Wolf’s leader is a target that the Domestic Military is trying to obtain. She probably wants him for the same reason the Domestics.”

“And what reason would that be?”

“Because of the unique abilities he has. He has and controls on of the six sources.” He pauses for a moment. “But judging from what happened to Teddy it’s not a matter of him having it, it’s a matter of him being a source.”

Zephyr nods his head at the information. “The Ice Source, I’m surprised that you managed to find him. We’ve been searching for the Six Sources for a very long time and have yet to track any of them down. How did the Military obtain information on him?”

“I don’t know.”


Commander General Zephyr enters a room with a large round table, several figures of high importance are already seated at it as they wait for him, the Commander General takes his seat among them. “Greetings gentlemen, there are matters that need to be discussed but please, let’s make this quick, I’m sure we all have important things to get back to.”

He looks to the man that is in charge of the intelligence division of his military. “How far along are we on following the information we were able to get from 1342-26?”

The man takes a prepared file that he had brought with him, sifting through several of the papers until he finds the information that Zephyr is asking about. “Well hacking into the Domestics primitive security is always easy, and following the information you were able to get from that Super Soldier of yours, we were able to confirm what he said to be true. The Domestic Military, the Cordella branch to be exact, has five of the Super Soldiers. Unfortunately the locations of all but one of them are as of now unknown.”

Zephyr frowns at the information. “It seems as if the Domestics ran into a bit of trouble since the last time we met. This is unfortunate, I would have liked to have as many samples as possible for our research.”

The man enters some information into a computer, a file soon displays itself on a monitor near the Commander General. “Alistair Quincy, or as you know him 1286-02 is the only one with a known location.”

Zephyr nods his head. “What about the Sources, what do the Domestics know about them and how did they obtain that information.”

The man finds the file regarding this and begins to recite the information. “They only know the location of one of them. Earth, and are currently very actively targeting two of them. Ice and Wind, my guess is that they are very close to obtaining them.”

“Is there a reason they’re not targeting Earth when they have his location?”

“They already have Earth, in fact he willingly approached and joined their ranks, he is the one that gave the Domestics the information regarding the six sources.”

He frowns at this information. “This will be problematic, though we’re more advanced in weaponry the Domestics outnumber us over a million to one. We need to get the rest of the sources before them, and find a way to get the one they already have from them.”

Another man at the table speaks up. “I’ve already gone over the information, and I have a few suggestions if you would like to hear them.”

Zephyr turns to the man that has spoken up. “The table is yours General Levi.”

Levi stands up, beginning to explain. “Cordella city is a hot spot right now, not only does the Military stationed there have the Earth source and a Super Soldier under the belt but they’ve managed to lock off and confine two more sources within their city. Wind and Ice. Clearly it is in our best interest to make this city our target.”

Zephyr crosses his arms. “An attack on the Domestics is not an option. There are three militaries occupying it, and even if we did manage to somehow overpower them it wouldn’t take long for reinforcements to arrive. Our men would be slaughtered.”

Levi nods his head well aware of that. “You misunderstand me Commander General. We’re only looking for a few targets there’s no need to try and take on the entire city, especially when we can draw them out of it.”

“Go on.”

“We have to take small steps, I know that there are several targets in the city that we want but they’re not exactly within our reach, Wind Source and Ice Source are active targets that we’re never going to be able to reach without getting detected. The Earth Source and that Super Soldier though don’t have all eyes on them, they’ll be much easier to draw out and get our hands on.”

Zephyr nods his head. “And how do you expect to do that?”

“If this Earth Source is anything like the Earth Source before him it’s their child that you need to have to get them back under control, which after further research we discovered the Earth Source to have one of. Get his son and the Earth Source will come to us, possibly very angry and violent but without the help of his military friends.”

“We’ll send a small group to infiltrate the city to find and acquire his son. It should be simple enough.”

Zephyr nods his head. “And what about the Super Soldier? There’s also the matter of Miss. Masters.”

Another man at the table gets to his feet, he is one of the lead scientists that has been involved in the Super Solider project. “The Super Soldier’s were my project, while the Genetically Controlled True Blood Hybrids is my current project, let me handle them.”

Zephyr looks over to him. “There is no need for you to put yourself in harm’s way Professor Geneses. I’m sure there are men more capable in combat that can deal with the Super Soldier.”

The Professor shakes his head. “1286-02 is a combat model, and a very violent and exceptional one at that. Brute force is never going to work against him you have to attack his mind, I know him and the other Super Soldiers better than anyone else evolved with them. I know how to get them back. As for Lumia I can track her down without much difficulty.”

Zephyr looks him and General Levi over. “Very well then, what do the two of you need to get this done?”

Levi speaks up. “Just supplies, I can infiltrate the city myself just fine and contain the Earth Source’s son. Anymore manpower than that and our intentions may be realized.”

Geneses responds soon after. “I have everything I need to get the Super Soldier and the Genetically Controlled True Blood Hybrid, General Levi should be enough fire power should I run into trouble.”

Zephyr nods his head in approval. “Very well, I will leave this matter to you two then.”

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Ember is sitting outside the fence that encloses the cultivating field, reading through a well folded and worn piece of paper, this is probably the hundredth time she has read over this with an upset look on her face, it is not a pleasant thing for her to read.

Her concentration is broken when one of the supervisors on the other side of the iron fence catches her attention while holding out a small folded sheet of paper to her. “For a free and open world.”

Ember folds the letter she has been reading and places it back within her pocket, getting to her feet and taking the paper from the man that had come to give it to her, he turns around, returning to work soon after handing it to her.

Ember takes the small sheet of paper, there are a few words on it, a frown fills her face as lets out a disappointed sigh. “Blue doesn’t want the Super Soldier… only the Lightning Source…” She puts the paper in her pocket, as she begins heading back home to deliver the news to Fenrir.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Raven Wolf - 05 - The Abandoned - Chapter 05
Raven Wolf - 05 - The Abandoned - Chapter 07
Book 5 in the Raven Wolf series.

Due to human negligence the world as we know it has ended and been reborn. The animal spirits that guide man giving them the forms of animals so that they would be able to survive in this new wilderness. Though now carrying the form of beasts man has not forgotten the place they once had, as an existence greater then just what nature wanted of them, an existence above all.

Those that worked to gain their humanity are known as domestics, while those who wished to follow the rolls the spirits had given them were known as wilds. Both groups grew arrogant and hateful of one another, the wilds saw the domestics as selfish monsters, for they were returning to the ways that had once destroyed the world, while the domestics saw the wilds as primitive beings afraid of progress, they no better than wild animals.

The raven and the wolf spirits grew tired of the destruction and fighting, and sided with the wilds in their ideals, the domestics only capable of further destroying nature. In their anger they marked a tribe of wilds with a curse, they being removed from the sacred circle of life, unable to hunt or grow their own food, their souls never able to move on while their bodies are unable to return to the earth when they died. The curse upon them only broken once the domestics are gone once and for all. The cursed tribe now known to all by the name of the spirits whom cursed them. ‘Raven Wolf'

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Lutari
5 years, 9 months ago
I'm a bit confused now - if Professor Geneses created the True Blood Hybrids, why isn't he the "father" of Lumia, instead of Mr. Masters?
As always an exciting story, I'm looking forward to the next chapter!
Kurapika
5 years, 9 months ago
He's the one in charge of the project, he doesn't create them so to speak, he just finds compatible subjects to use for breeding purposes I guess you could say
Lutari
5 years, 9 months ago
Makes sense, thank ya for the answer :)
nasthedarkone
5 years, 9 months ago
and the plot sickens...with Ice becoming more of a Source and less of a fur, this could turn bad very quickly...
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