Chapter 111 - The Girl? Part One (1/2)
Age 1991
”Sera?” Sif said stepping out of the police building. ”Why are you running around in the snow? I'll kill Nick!”
”Actually it isn't his fault...” Sera said sheepishly. ”It's Hero's fault!”
”...I should be surprised but I'm not...” Sif let out a small sigh as she folded her arms up. ”So. What did that boy do this time?”
”Well he ran off, then Ken chased after him, so then I chased after Ken, and then Nick chased after me. Long story short, there was a blast of wind, and snow, and we all got separated.”
”I see.” Sif let out another sigh as she folded her arms up once again. ”Well. Let's go look for them.”
”A... Am I in trouble?”
”Did Nick ask you to stop?”
”...Yes...”
”Then yes. You are in big trouble...” Sif stated.
”Darn...”
Meanwhile...
”Hero! Hero! Hero!” Ken called out through the massive snowstorm. The snow had really picked up now. It was almost impossible to see at this point... Most of the way in front of her was also blocked by a shield of white. ”I swear to God I'm shoving my sword so far up your-”
”Got you!” Nick announced jumping through the snow and tackling Ken to the ground. The girl let out a yell but Nick reached up placing his hand over her mouth. ”Shh!” He hissed at her. ”Shut up...” He growled. ”I did more research. Apparently whatever takes the women happens during these snowstorms. So stay quiet so Mr. Skeleton doesn't find us!”
Ken gave a small nod as Nick removed his hand. ”But what about Hero?” She asked.
”Don't worry.” Nick stood up helping the small girl up to her feet. ”He'll be fine. The thing only takes women remember. Chances are he isn't a target.”
”Is that why nobody else is running around?” Ken asked looking around the open street. After the storm had kicked up everyone just vanished. All of them heading towards the nearest building. The entire city just seemed so dead?
”Yeah.” Nick gave a small nod. ”Apparently storks are frequent here. Everytime ones starts up that's when Mr. Skeleton makes his appearance. Last week when we were attacked there was also a storm. That's how he escapes. He blends in rather well in this cloud of white...”
”I really wish you hadn't told me that...” Ken said letting out a tiny sigh as she glanced around the cloud of snow and ice. ”Now I'm creeped out... Creeped out big time.”
”If it makes you feel better the feeling is mutual.”
”Well. You're a Vice-Captain one of the twelve strongest people alive, so.. No. That doesn't make me feel better.”
”...Oh... Sorry?”
”Let's just head inside God damn it... It's so cold!”
”Well shouldn't have runoff.”
”Point taken...” Ken growled out as she shivered.
Meanwhile inside the hospital where is was nice and warm...
”The Doctor will speak to you now.” A nurse said as Dawson and Ren stood up. ”Right this way.” She led them down a simple white hallway and over towards a large metal door. She placed a keycard against it sliding it open and reviling the stone room lit up by torchlight. ”Try to speak up. He's losing his hearing in his old age.” The nurse said turning and leaving.
The stone room was fairly small. It had a simple wooden desk inside, as well as a few markings on the walls. There was a shelf filled with rows of plants, and animal parts, as well as foul-smelling jars. It looked like your average doctor's office. Behind the desk, an old man was seated. He wore black fur clothing and a wooden mask hung off of his neck. Currently, he was carrying symbols into the heart of a Bestia Macht. Feeding this to a woman in labor was said to increase the chances of the delivery going smooth. It also would be infused with a bit of the doctor's Equation of Life suppressing the infants Attribute so that they didn't kill themselves or the mother, or in rare cases the doctor. They also were a prayer. A prayer to their Lord, their light, the being they call God. The man who made the world.
The man looked up as he slowly set the metal dagger down. ”I'm told you wish to speak to me?” The Doctor asked.
”Indeed Doctor...”
”Please. Call me Doctor Lyon.”
”Doctor Lyon,” Dawson said nodding. He set down in one of the chairs. Ren took followed his lead taking the seat next to him as the two Enforcers faced the doctors. ”We came to question you on a few matters...” Dawson said slowly.
”Is it about the murders?” The Doctor asked curiously. ”Because you should know I'm not the kind of doctor to ask about those. In fact, no doctor is. None of us have seen the bodies. Merely read about them in the morning paper.”
”Actually you can help us with the murders,” Dawson said reaching into his pocket. He slid a picture of Tobias over to the man.
Lyon's eyes flashed showing several emotions. Some part recognition, some part regret, some part rage, and some fear. He stared at the picture for a few more moments before finally looking back up. Sadness filled his eyes, as he realized what this was about.
”...His Attribute.” Dawson said giving a tiny nod. ”What is it?”