The Real power of a Healer

Motherland: Fort Salem (TV)
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The Real power of a Healer
Summary
Raelle is a healer from the Cession. With the weight on her shoulder she joins the Military. Over the time in basic training she fall in love, meets her unit. And secrets that have been buried come to light. Some more painful then others.This fan fiction starts with the Bellweather wedding and will end at the graduation. My time line is a bit different longer.
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There have, been travelling the night and know most of the day. Heading to the ‘know way home’ basic. It borders on a desert land. That even witches would find difficult to cross.
There had read the folder that Petra had given them. All of them had read this, there had all noticed that Raelle notes where very detailed. Which only effect their team leader. She was a Stone. And know Raelle very well, from glowing up close by. Her mothers sister was her boss, so to speak. Six years ago, she joined the army and become the leader quickly in the black ops.
She had to stay focus but she also needs to know more about Raelle safety. Her first task once landing, ask there commanding officer about Raelle. Once that was done, the mission.
Her unit where all getting their stuff ready. For a long mission, the healer, for any possible injures. There where also off some where on the plane charging up. She really didn’t care. As long as there is ready once landing. She sits down by her second.
“everyone is almost ready.”
“good, I have check out the map of the area, it mostly deserts in that area. We are going. Recommend we bring not only water by powered water.”
“good idea.”
She sits straight, ready herself and in a booming voice, “bring water and powered water. The desert is harsh”.
“anything else you, recommend.”
She says leaning against the back of her chair.
“No, Sir, but I would like to go over a plan of attack, so I have some idea.”
“we don’t know the fully mission yet, but my guess we travel at night. The night that coming. Kill anyone that is a threat to witches. If their attack defends. If “civilian” we have permission to kill. There most likely Camarilla. Also, my guess, is that of two things. One, we remove them from the area to a military basic. And two we stay there and take out the threat.”
There just look at her with understanding.
“with the small detail, we found out on the go”.
Red light flicked on around the plane.
“we already here, that was quicker than I thought it would be”.
With a smile, “you have been training for hours after you read the folder sir”.
“good point, get the team ready. We be land shortly.”

The plane jolted to a stop, on a runway.
As there leave the plane, there bag of equipment on their backs, standing there to greet them was the Black ops leader herself. General Stone. There all come out and stood attention.

“I have question, sir”.
“speak, Lt: Stone”.
“is Raelle save, the information. That she found, can only mean one thing. She was captured and tortured.”
“want I know, is in fort Salam alive, after this mission. Will be going there to debrief with Alder. I will find out more on our young one” the last bit she adds a smile.
“anymore”.
One of the lower ranged stomps there feet as there had a question.
She turned to them giving them a nob to speak.
“if we should bring this nomad tribe home, where is that”.
With a stomp of her own, “the Cession is the only Save location in the USA. The Camarilla have gained a lot of power, our second mission, found out just how much so. So, my order for you if you can get information out of the Camarilla. You’re of script, get the information and then kill them.”

Know one question this, this was just routine. There are the group that are sent to things that know one can do, being held back my having too many rules. But then again, there didn’t want to know why there have so many. There moved of toward more private area, where there would discuss the mission in detail. And by nightfall there would be off. There wouldn’t know when there would come home. But there know that being part of the Black ops.

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Khalida was a great leader with her people. She missed them deeply, her culture.
Her, bother Adil, is always of with Abigail given the change. Which is fine, from what she has seen Abigail is very loyal and has protected Adil from many things namely rumours. That over the past week. Something has changed, maybe it Raelle become more of a leader. Like the mother has said.
Her bother walks into the room she shared with him. He paused at doorway.
“I thought you were out, this evening”.
“I thought it would take longer, but I am of need to find someone that one basic”.
“who are you looking for?”
He in the room allowing the door to shut behind him. He quickly heads to the bed and gather a few things. Making sure his sister didn’t see. What he got out.
“Raelle.”
“have you check her dorms room”.
With a small smile, “I have not, I shall check”.
She knows from his relief that Abigail was most probably coming over. Just like that the door opens. Abigail walks in noticing them talking she smile at them both and back away. Giving them some privacy. Even though she really wants to spend time with her man. She had slowly been fallen in love with him. This was not how things went normally.
“you don’t need to leave Abigail, I am. Enjoy yourself brother.”
With that she made her leave. Closing the door of the behind her.

“what was that about, Adil.”
“she was having trouble looking for Raelle, I just pointed her in the right direction.”
Abigail moves close and pulls Adil into her arms hand rest her head on his shoulder. Adil wrapped his arms around her too.
“did, you a good day training.”
“yes, I worried for a friend, there had not allowed themselves to open. There scars run too deep. For them to, unless there is a need for other to know. I feel I am letting them down, as a friend, a unit mate. And I don’t know how to let them know with pushing up against a boundary”.
“all I can say to, that butterfly. Just be there. if there open up, don’t Jude, don’t act on you own accords. See and ask what there need in that moment. Know lets finished what we start”.
The last bit was all but a whisper in her ear. Sending shiver down her spin. she loved when he did that. It never gotten old.

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A man in a while lab coat, his face cover with a hazmat mask.
The table before him over in his project that he was working on. He wonders a brief moment to let it go of, there are witches here, too just how powerful there are. But then he remembers their plan and so he couldn’t be allowed to explode just yet. That was for later.
A man walked into his messy lab, his red army clothes, the first man know that much. But that didn’t matter. What matter was his project. And the extinction of all Witches.
“she wants to speak with you.”
His heart skips a beat. Even though he hates witches, this was one sacred him the most.
“I need to close down this lab before I can leave it”.
“she knows”.
With that the army man leaves the room.
Removed his lab coat, hang it up. He moved around the lab turning everything of that could cause a fire. And placed his project in a protective area. That know one could get their hands on, not unless you were three people, maybe four. The fourth was still unsure about.
Yes, there had killed their wife but still his kid was half witch. And powerful, it would seem. From there test. That fact along he has a kid with a witch. Brings a big distrust toward him. It didn’t take him long get everything done.
He made his way around the ground floor, or some would say first floor. Again, he didn’t care much. He opens the basement door. The dark steps visible from the white walls.
As he got to the bottom step the whole space opened up. Into a large room. With three doors on the back wall. That he only knows want was in the middle room, which was her office. He made his way over to the door and knock loudly, once.
“enter” the voice come out form the other side.
He turned the handle and entered the room.
“Albert, sit”.
He sits on the only chair in the room. Her table was waist high, making it easy for her to stand while working. Like she preferred. She moved around the desk and lean on her table.
“it time for the final, surgery.”
He stands quickly, “are you sure, that could kill you”.
“I have worn this collar far too long; I don’t want this anymore. My love, will you do it”.
“to make you human, anything.” He pulls her into a deep kiss.
After pulling away with a smile. “after this we can finally, be gifted. The change to marry.”
“then we should start, as soon as your ready, I Willa Collar will marry you”.

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