Part two
"How did you know that?" Alder said, a little defensive.
"I have my ways. Answer my question Anacostia".
She moved in her seat, like a kid under the spotlight. When they have been caught doing something wrong. With this behaviour she knew her information was right.
“I take your behaviour as yes. That i’m right, but there is one thing I don't get. You found out that Scylla was, spree. Better yet, she had left the spree, and only returned to investigating what the spree wanted with Raelle, one of her partners.”
Nicta sat back in her chair, “but instead of checking this out. Which would have led you to Willa and her involvement with the Camarilla and Spree. This whole mess of City Drop could have been avoided. So my question why torture her and not investigate her claim”
“I didn’t torture her” Anacostia spoke though her teeth.
Nicta leans forward and looks from Alder then to Anacostia. She can see the truth behind Alder's strong stare. But that didn’t matter, she knew the truth. Scylla had shown it to her. With one of their conversations in the Cession. It was often after she awakened from a nightmare. Olly would call her. They had kept this on the down low. Not allowing anyone to know about this.
“I already know the truth. Scylla showed me. Everything. I do mean everything.”
She looks Alder. At the last statement.
“Nothing can return Alder. And Anacostia” she turned to her, once again she used Raelle working “you will never speak a lie again.”
She cleared her throat and disconnected her work. “So tell me why, you stab her repeatedly and only heal them less then half way. Before doing it again.”
“It was an order” Anacostia was forced to say. She leans forward trying to stop herself from saying anything else but the power of this working was nothing she never dealt with before.
“By my handler”.
Nicta looked over at Alder, “her handler, was Willa. She was overseer of all Military spree, before taking over the spree fully. I think if you question Willa about this you've found a connection.”
She quickly connected to Alder using Far speech, the last bit Anacostia doesn’t need to know. About Raelle involvement.
-she want to use her daughter for her own sick work-
- - are you sure- -
-when am i not sure, Willa has been after Raelle after she found out she survived the slumber party-
- - Willa know about the slumber party- -
-No i am saying she was behind it, to remove her detective daughter. Who was saving the victims of some of the gathering groups for upcoming slumber parties. And that couldn’t stand. Once again you need to talk with Willa. But tomorrow, it will be the day everything is put into place. Kelly coming to the fort-
And with that Nicta finally gets up, stretches her back a little and moves to leave the room.
“Where are you going” Alder spoke, her voice broken but only the biddies and Nicta could tell this.
“Toot, Raelle friend. Going to check on her condition before. Heading back to Raelle. Tonight I feel it will be long, I just hope. Knowone has nightmares tonight.”
With that she left a confused Alder and a mute Anacostia.
After a moment Alder looked over at her daughter. “You are stripped of your command and your strips. You will report yourself to cleaning detail. And your collar will remain on, you will have curfew. Which I will determine later.”
Alder got up from her chair along with her biddies, “if you had come to me, this wouldn’t have happened. But you turned against the army, against us witches that wouldn’t stand by you. Instead your tortured someone, and followed order of a terrorist organisation”
“Mercy,” She whispered to her mother.
“I am not sending you to a witch prison” and with that she left the room. Two grand come in and started dealing with Anacostia as she walks away, tears in her eyes.
*****
As she walked out of the building she was thankful that she didn’t see Petra. She couldn’t deal with her again. Yes she loved her once and for many years she wanted to get back with her. But with Raelle help, she was able to deal with what Petra did.
She could still love her and not be with her, again. And that even loving her, she can hate her actions.
She knows this walk more than any other on, basic. She was taught Necromancy when she was a Cadet. But once she joined the front line, she started using her family gift. Sound bombs and her knowing work.
She was different then her family, more gifted with Necromancy then the other work. But don’t tell anyone that, she liked surprising people on her skill set. And her history.
She walked down the stairs to a long corridor, she knew what way to go.
She knocked on a random door. The slid open, and there standing with her lap coat on button up to her collar, her hair pulled up in a messy bun. Was izadora
“How are you”
“Knowone of importance, i just need to know Toot condition, she is one of Raelle partners”
“She is in a deep coma. She doing better then she arrived”
Nicta stood there a little relieved to hear that. She didn’t move to leave.
“You can’t enter”
“That why i knocked Sargent”
“That wants you thinking,” she said, stepping forward.
“Will she live”
“Yes, thanks to you and Alder biddies, Melt. Saved her life”
“Does her family know”
“There do”
She cleared her throat, “it is ok, to inform me. On her condition as well”
“Sure, but i need a name”
“People judge me before knowing me, when it comes to my name. So call me Batgirl my adopted daughter Raelle does all the time”
She couldn’t stop herself from laughing, “why not Batwoman”
“According to Raelle, I act more like a kid than an adult.”
“Well i need to get back to my work”
“Ok, i will be in the infirmary, along with Raelle, Scylla and Libba” without waiting around. She left, heading back the way she came.
Sargent just watched her walk away. Her dark brown eyes leave an image. There was something about this woman that interested her.
She stepped back and closed the door to the cool area. That deals with coma patients. One of her officers works under her. Spoke.
“I need some help, one of our patients isn’t doing good”
*****
Nicta manages to get back to infirmary before nightfall. As she walked into the room where Raelle was, she paused and noticed a mark on the wall. She smiled knowing it was Olly's work.
“I put more around the whole place. I informed the fixer not to remove them. Until we clear that Raelle wouldn’t inflict nightmares on others. Know her final mark is down.”
“Good, I'm dead off my feet.”
She walked over to the bed beside Raelle. “I’m taking a nap. At midnight wake me up, ok. Then i take over”
“Understood” giving her a little salute. Getting a laugh from Nicta.
The night was still. Nothing was wrong.
For the next few hours that was how it was. Until it wasn’t.