Chapter 30
Khalida left the building where her brother and Abigail.
She knows what there were getting up to. There night was cool, the opposite from the hot day.
She could fully breath, the day have been long. She truly was getting home sick. This place was lovely sure but nothing like the desert howling at night, the sand at her fingertips. The way her home smelled, to the colour of everything. But then again, she remembers the blood shed she has seen, friends and family members lying about her.
She wasn’t allowed to cry when there died. She was so close of attacking, killing them all. But she couldn’t cry nor kill. She, their leader. She had to stay strong. Not only that soon after she got infected nearly died and saved by both her brother and Raelle.
Her mind wonders as she is heading toward Raelle room, she knows where it is. With out asking, she been there before. Trying to find her brother. Tears started to swell in her eyes. She tried to stop them.
That is when she walked into someone. She could tell there were tall, strong. Whoever this person was, didn’t hesitated to hold her, close in her embrace.
A strong soft voice flow into her. “I got you”.
Her legs gave out, but the person never let go, helping her down. Holding her close, who ever this person was, understood something. She could feel it, that there where the same. Homesick.
*****
The was a knock on the door.
Olly get up from sitting beside Scylla, there had been watching cartoon all morning. After coming back form the doctors. Saying that her internal bleeding had stopped and that if she gets no new injures, she should be fine. But there would like in the next two weeks to have a check-up.
He opened the door of the little cottage.
Standing before him was two officers, both dress in a suit, not military suits. One brown the other dark blue. Both held folders and nothing else. He was starting way understood that there were not here on good intentions. Raelle and his fathers told him, how to understand that feeling of mistrust or if someone is being deceitful without speaking.
“hay”.
“we are the welcome officers; we are here to talk with Scylla Ramshorn”.
He looked at them both. He wanted to laugh, her know who was coming to question Scylla Ramshorn. It was his father, Edwin Collar. He wants to keep his wife name after she died. William follows. He loved them both, Willa, and Edwin. So, he knows this was a lie, but why are there coming here for.
“no”. his voice didn’t waver.
There didn’t try to talk with him.
Brown suit guy tried to push passed him. But in an instant Olly wind strike him back. The other one tried to attack while his was “distracted” but Olly blocks the fist. Twisted his arm around his back and broke it. The man screams out in pain. He then pulled of his radio on his hip, that without fail carries.
“calling, sliver bird.”
Nothing came though but the lights in the street, turned brighter. The hospital next door, every window and door seal shut. With a loud click.
Ten people rushed out of different buildings. Edwin in his military uniform. A dark grey with brown highlights and black boots, belts, and buttons. William beside him same outfit. A six high ranking officers, one the Marshall biddies and Nicta.
Scylla walks into the doorway an arm around her midsection her other hand on the door fame keeping her up. Watching Olly arrest the down men. The pain in her legs, was nearly overwhelming. It was shotting right up into her midsection making that hurt as well.
“what going on.”
Olly looks up at her, scream with excitement, “your standing”.
Forgetting about the people he was dealing with. He rushes over and take her into his embrace. He doesn’t let go but move back into the cottage and sit her down. He knows she was about too full But choose not to mention it. He does go far. Just a few feet away greeting Edwin his father.
“father, this man tried to get Scylla. I don’t think there where expecting someone who could fight.”
Edwin turned to everyone.
But before he could anything the brown suit man, somehow got out of his restraints. Sent a wind strike toward Scylla. She couldn’t move out of the way fast enough. Nicta jumps in the way blocking most of the attack. The officers manage to get him under control. Placing a collar around his neck.
He shouts out, that she is a traitor of the cause.
As there drag him away, along with the other man, he cries out more. That he believed in her.
“Nicta stay with Scylla and Olly, William with me. And you, men. Take good care of them, I want to know everything. If there resist and die, and you have all the information inside there head. Bury them”.
He could see the fear in those men eyes. But that does change anything, there attack without cause. If Raelle found out she would kill them without question.
Nicta turns around to see Scylla sitting on the stair, shaken up but fine. But no that wasn’t the case. There laying on the floor holding herself, clearly in pain was Scylla. She rushes over, Olly also noticed this at the same time.
Nicta got to her first.
“it that strike hit you”.
“a little”, Scylla get out though greeted teeth.
Olly come over quickly linking with her, though a little nod. “she not bleeding. But that strike wasn’t good. We need to get her upstairs; she needs rest and a cold compress.”
Nicta around there had all gone. She looked back at Olly.
“I take her upstairs; you seal the door and bring that compress. Got it”.
She places her hand on Scylla’s.
“I need to move you; can you move at all.” Her voice come out softer them Scylla was expecting.
The stinging sensation but mostly gone. She moves to stand but forgetting her other injures. Scylla knees give out before she could even stand fully. Nicta on her part held her, stopping her from hitting the floor. And quickly picking her up into a bridle carry. And started making her way up the stairs. She could hear the front door being locked shut and Olly rushes of. Most probably check the rest of the entrances. If not, then getting the compress.
“what your room”.
“the right” Scylla get out a little disoriented.
Nicta places her into the bed and double check her over noticing only then that her clothes where damaged.
“do you have other clothes.”
Scylla points to the dress that take up the far wall.
Nicta walks over and starts looking for clothes.
“so, I hear that you brought me here”.
“yep, me and Norm. We were in the area. To help, Raelle.”
“are you mad at me.”
That gave Nicta paused. She turned with other set of PJs.
“why would I be upset, you have done nothing wrong. There attack you. Someone who injured and a fellow witch.”
“but that hasn’t stop them before.”
“you need to explain yourself.”
“the spree, there don’t only kill civilian anymore, but witches that side against them.”
Nicta looks that her confused and sad. Scylla understood that look.
“you didn’t know your people where killing. You need to control them better.”
“I’m not in change of them, I haven’t been for nearly 20 years, know. Why would you think that I was.”
“well, that was Willa says, her order come from you. Nicta the leader of all sprees. But if what you’re saying, it Willa how in change then”.
Olly had paused in the doorway but said nothing, did nothing. Nicta quickly changed her clothes. Shouting at Olly to turn, which snapped him out of his trace and turns around. He wasn’t expecting to hear her mention Willa, his sister mother. After a moment Nicta was gone helping Scylla with changing her clothes. Once done cover with a blanket.
“Olly come here”.
Slowly he turns to look at them his eyes red from crying.
“Willa Collar, right.”
“she never said her last name, but she was my leader, of my cell. She had some high connection. I was going to tell Raelle and Libba everything but. As you can see thing happening.”
“I don’t think that a good idea until we know it her. When was the last time you communicated with her.”
“why is that important?”
Olly walked into the room and placed the compress on her midsection. She could feel the cold smooth her. She didn’t notice until it was placed there she was still in pain. And sat beside her holding her hand.
“if it the same person, Willa faked her death. Willa Collar is Raelle Collar mother.”
“No, you’re wrong.”
“we can’t be sure.”
Scylla looks away for a brief moment before turning back.
“then I want to be of use, let me help.”
“you can even move.”
“No but I can still read, files and bounce idea with you guys.”
Nicta looks over at Olly.
“fine, I will inform Edwin”.
With that left them alone. Olly not leaving Scylla side.
“should we tell, Raelle”.
With a small smile, “if I know my sister. I think I do. Then I think she already know or have some kind of idea already.”
******
Edwin sits with the members of the founders. Two council members here in the Cession, himself, and William. Nicta had stayed with Scylla and Olly just in case their other attack.
“it would seem that the spree is killing their own deserter. More might be after Scylla and other Ex-spree. Also, we believe that an Ex-military is in changed of the Spree know.” he keeps what Nicta just relayed to him under wraps. He had to make sure before telling Raelle. This would break her.
“council members I recommended, bring in the Marshall”.
The shorter women, strong will. Stand everyone fall silence.
“I Bearkiller agree. What say you”.
Every one of them stands agreeing with her.
“then I will send word to the Marshall, to investigate this attack. I still want you to speak with Scylla, Edwin. We need to know what the Spree is like this day. This new of them killing their own. Is not a good sign.”
*****
The reds coats lined the wall, all of them carrying packages. The man where ready. The white coats made them so. Each MAN that stood against the wall, there throat where scared. There couldn’t speak. Here eyes glazed over. There could only follow. This where nothing, no longer had the power of a witch but become their puppets.
“you are ready, you will walk. Once you hear the first click stop. Wait until it stops clicking.”
He looks at them all, “We are Spree”.
The men step out of the truck and started walking in different direction. The airport, still very busy for the night. There didn’t care much. All of them moved like robots. There had even up their cords to the spree or that want their believed. And other important part of here bodies.
One of the white coat leaned over to him once there where out of ear short.
“I’m glad we are getting rid of the Spree motto and become Camarilla. Kill all, that stands tall against us”.
“same, the next load, we be ready soon. We need to head back. Willa will be expecting a report”.
With a nob, turns the engine on.