Izadora
For the past several years she had leaved down in the Necromancy facility. After her partner had broken it off, after the five years, there had two kids In that time. Her partner, a proud witch of high Atlantic’s. ‘It would be against custom to stay with one person for longer than five years’. She was glad that she wasn’t with them anymore, but still she was a little sad that she didn’t have a partner.
Her kids had grown up pretty well, her son and her daughter had joined the junior cadet.
Which is most offered to High Atlantic. There get train years before there turn 18 years old and basic training. When once there do fully join, there become leader of the units, and basic training for them is more. Them learning about the unit mates then training.
Both, her kids are under 15 years old but the military seeing potential in both of them signed them up. Housing them on base, close to their mother, Izadora. Her former partner not really in their lives. There both took her last name.
She was sure if there would follow in her footstep, in becoming a Necro. But then again it 1 in 30 witches become a Necro even if you are from a heavy line or not. And in that less then 3% are male.
She was lucky that Alder her mentor and friend saw her. For her not what everyone wanted to see. And created a place for her. Since then, over 100 Necro had been found. Them not fitting into the standard groups. Alder for the past few years, about 20 years. She had been making a lot of changes. Such as creating new area of study. Not like it wasn’t there before. Just making it more mainstream.
Also creating the Junior Cadet program. Along with other things.
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As she stretched out from her bed. Her wondered to the past few days, from being informed that Scylla Ramshorn, her adopted daughter. She wouldn’t say that to anyone, only a few people. Not even Alder knows of her close contact with her. To Raelle reaction to being told. To again Raelle talking with the mother. The large mushroom, that was access was just inside the other room.
As she got dress of the day, her mind pointed out all thing she know and would like to explore more.
• Does Libba know about Scylla.
• Where is Scylla body
• How Raelle doing after she left
• Are Libba and Raelle together.
• What is going on with the Raelle and the mother.
As she finished getting dressed, she made her way to her office.
On her office table she had her planner opened for the day. Two classes before lunch then nothing until after dinner. Later classes were her favourite but only Scylla know that.
She remembered meeting with Scylla for the first time. How closed off she was. Over the course of basic training there had weirdly become close. Scylla slowly started opening up to her. And by the end, Scylla was spending every other day with her for lunch or dinner. Talking about her studies or her partners. But never said their names out loud.
She also mentioned her past being a dodger and unsure how to talk about it with her partners. Izadora couldn’t have been prouder, like a mother would be. Finally, she had opened up, but still there was something that Scylla never mentioned. She could tell, sometimes she would look her way. And it looked like there was something she wanted to say, like it was at her tip of her touch. But so out of rush.
She wishes, know that she asks her, maybe even pushed her to open up.
****
It just after her first class that she walks back into her office, putting the kettle on. She loves Tea. The healing medicine that she couldn’t live without. Her mind once again goes to Scylla. She wonders if she could talk to Alder about doing a service for her. Only of it was just a handful of people there. She checked the time; she had half hour before her second class.
There was a soft knock, her heart beat out of her chest. Only Scylla have ever knocked.
She looked up a tear forming in her eyes.
“enter”.
The door creaked opened; her soul dropped before her. it wasn’t Scylla. Yes, she allowed herself to believe she was alive but still. It hurt still the same.
“Alder” her voice was laced with emotion, but she was hopeful Alder wouldn’t ask her about it.
But on seeing Alder her own face covered with fear, sadness, and anger. Izadora quickly stood up behind her desk and rushed over to her. she quickly looked outside not seeing any or the biddies she pulled Alder inside and closed the door behind. Hushing her over to the couch that was tucked in the back of the office behind a fake wall. Well, it a bookshelf that was behind her desk. Only three people know about this place. Scylla being one of them, Alder the second. And third her next partner, she just does know them yet.
She can tell something bad had happened, she had only removed her mask a handful of time. Since their had drew closer.
There both sat down Alder on one end and Izadora on the other. Her legs crossed, her back against the armrest, her body facing Alder. She watched her for a long minute, she watched Alder place her hand on her lap. Her head not up almost like she was looking at her hands. Ashamed.
“where your biddies?” she asked cautiously.
“I allowed them rest back in the infirmary, with Quartermain”.
“what happened, is there something wrong with your biddies link. Or is this you, asking if I could break the link for you”.
Instead of answer her, “it Anacostia.”
She put a mental note about her questions later about the biddies link.
“tell me want happened”.
“we don’t know, Wick said want ever seed was used, the effect will take day to fade. With one big downside we can’t link with her to find out what happened.”
“ok, what else”.
She finally looked at Izadora. Her eyes tried. The look in her eyes full of everything. Only a brave few have ever manage to look in her eyes. Izadora was one of them.
“don’t give me that look, I know you well friend. I know there more. Tell me”.
With a sigh she rests her head back against the couch.
“what do you want to know”.
“start with where it started, then we might figure out what happened. Yes”.
With a little head nod, Alder let out a small puff of air.
“it started around the Bellweather wedding disaster, a Cadet Craven informed Ana about other. A Private. She saw this person using Spree work. We arrest them and for two day we tried together more intel, but we got very little.” She paused.
Izadora knows from experience that next big was the worst part. Well that she thought anyway.
“Ana asked to go of script, we found out a few new things but nothing that could be of any use. Then last night she was found with a knife in her belly, a deep cut along her upper thigh. And chained to a chair”.
“so, it was escape then”.
“that what I thought at first as well. But after some digging we found there was other in that room. Alongside Ana and the Private.”
“what a rescue”.
“that want I think, but I’m not sure if it was the spree or someone else yet.”
“what are you thinking it might be”.
Alder straightens herself, “her lover, Raelle Collar”.
Izadora blood ran cold.
“General, start from the beginning” she looked at with a pointing look “with detail”.
Alder didn’t dare look over at Izadora. She knows when she got into detective mood, her eyes seem to gloss over. It always gave to weird feeling.
“Craven saw Ramshorn communicating thought a mirror. To a blue balloon. While the attack was happening, Ana arrested Ramshorn. Then over the next tow days me and Ana got a few pieces. She was a part of the mall attack somehow. But we where still unsure just how much she was in. Ana then asked to go of Script, we got a few basics that we already had found before.”
“ok”.
Izadora jumped of the couch and walked over the far wall. She stops short and turned to face Alder.
“give me until Ana awakes up. And she can tell her side. To investigate this further.”
“no”.
Izadora lowered her head. Her mind was racing.
“you own me, let me take over this. I will tell you everything that I found out”.
Alder looks up at her.
“I don’t own you”.
With fury Izadora step forward looking her straight in the eyes, “if Scylla Ramshorn is spree. She portrayed my trust and so have you for not saying anything”.
“I think I am misunderstanding this”. Dismissing Izadora anger.
“I was informed Scylla was dead. I saw. Still see her as my daughter. You own me, for thinking she was dead”.
“I didn’t know you saw her like that”.
She lifted her head to see Alder. She wished she would say that and wished that Alder would react to her. But she couldn’t be sure. She finally saw it, Alder was tried.
“Sarah, allow me to help you find out want happened to Ana. Please”.
Alder pushes herself of the couch without looking at her, “fine, you have two days. That all I can deal with. After that, I’m getting everyone on board and the hunt will be on.”
She moved to leave but form the lack of sleep, pool of emotions, the weight of witches kind and know this. Her body could take it. She stumbles lucky Izadora saw this dove and caught her.
“it time for bed, Sarah”.
“no, I have to be by her side”.
“not like this, you need to rest, then. You can be more alert for anything”.
Izadora pulled Alder into a side hug and with that both walked of into the depts. Of the Necromancy Fertility. The tunnels Alder secret way of hiding herself while still meeting people.
*****
It was late the time Izadora left her office.
After taking Alder back to her room, her biddies had taken over in taking care of her. One of them even climb into her bed and cuddled with her. She chuckled to herself.
She then did her last class of the day early.
After that she had spent the remain hours in her office going over everything she know about Raelle, Tally, Scylla and even Libba. As she knows that Libba, Scylla and maybe Raelle was together.
With a few folders in hand, she left her office, heading to one place. The dorms room. In hope of filling in the blanks.