Rewa stared at Cinder and chuckled. Her grin was so wide you could see both sets of fangs in her mouth. She then looked to the victim a bit confused, she couldn?t quite put her finger on it but she had the feeling they had met him previously.

"So now that that is over I'm going to take a long relaxing dip in the Jacuzzi. You should join me elfy". She winked as she fetched her towel from the bathroom and walked over the man who had been waffled.

"Sounds like the best idea yet". He smiled at her as she glanced back before vanishing from the doorframe. He then crouched down beside the man and poked his nose. "

Vic'te just groaned for a few moments his face covered in syrup and the weight of the waffle made things impossible for him to move. He then managed to wipe some syrup from his eyes on the edge of the waffle. He blinked around a few times and peered over at the strange character that stood before him. He certainly was not the same gentleman he had met a month ago nor was Rewa. "What are you two doing, what happened? Don't you guys remember me"?

Cinder sat in long thought about these questions asked of him. He stood and shrugged. "I don't know you, what I am doing was giving you a waffle treatment. As for what happened it's over now. Remember, of course I am going for a dip in the Jacuzzi, you should join us, the hotel has a lovely spa upstairs, I am an honored guest here. I'm sure the others are there by now you should come". He dragged the waffle off the man and then walked over him.

Several minutes passed, Vict'e still lying in a pool of syrup stared at the hotel carpet and sighed. "I'm having a nightmare, that's it".

Cinder pulled himself up to the hotel bar with a feeling something wasn't right. It wasn?t the piano or its player the atmosphere seemed right. The position of everything was all as he had remembered. The past few days hadn?t made much sense at all to him. He knew something was lost and he might not ever retrieve what was lost. He knew that something he had done had brought back a part of his past something good or bad he could not say.

?I?m thinking there must be something to our last trip that we are overlooking?. Cinder picked up his coffee taking a drink and then a bite from the croissant.

Adjusting himself, Rewa poke his side playfully and kissed him on the cheek. She was laughing and playing with his hair. He then realized he was camouflaged from the world as an elf. As the human woman Jennifer in her mid 30?s, Cinder kept quite busy with a part time job as an illustrator for the city newspaper. Often he had free time as her but not as himself. Cinder could have fooled anyone, he had often gained himself cheaper drinks on ladies night and often times passed by the minstrum undetected. He had on occasion visited Renne in the holding house as to not draw attention to himself.

?Where are we going to go? Can we just keep running around in circles? There is a reason behind it all isn?t there Jen??

Rewa took a drink from her tea, canting head at the female companion. Winking at Cinder she placed her hands on his legs and smiled. Rewa seemed to enjoy this, in fact it was expected as much.

?Time is running out. Soon the strange shall pass and the quota must be met?. Cinder finished off his coffee and edged her, as it was time to leave this region. ?I have an idea?.

The two left a nice tip and discarded themselves to the morning outside the hotel. Delliah still content in the hotel remained in her room, the strange cat had become recluse and only the sounds of purring and faint mews assured anyone that this room was occupied.

Vict?e passed by the hallway once more hoping to stumble into them, the waffles were gone and any trace of syrup must have been cleaned. He paused at Delliah?s door and was about to knock when a small pair of eyes peeked out from the slowly opening door. A tiny kitten with large paws and a big head stumbled its way into the hallway.

?Get back here, you?! Delliah came after her young lifting him by the scruff and placing him back into the lot of them, six to be exact. The kittens were gray with little white speckles on their fur. Delliah lazily nursed them and on occasion licked them they crawled about her and jumped off her head. Vict?e was curious so he knocked on the door.

?It?s open?. Delliah called out between cat sounds.

Vict?e entered slowly and closed the door behind him.

?Oh Vict?e hello again, how are you??

He was shocked that she had remembered him afterall Rewa and Cinder seemed to forget.

It had been a few days now, Delliah and Vict'e both tired of the story and event now.

Vict'e folds his hands over one knee and looked down in despair, his high hopes of Lemuria were but a lie. Treasure he wished on no man conspired by a mad god.

"So, Rewa and Cinder are now lost forever, cursed right"?

Delliah frowned some licking the kittens, she stood and stretched; then licking her own fur.

"No, not forever"

Making her way over to the desk she pawed up onto the armrest and fetched a leather cord with an old key attached to it, placing it on his lap.

"They are cursed and will most likely die. Yes, as I have told you countless times now there was a god who did not side with us, Loki. Skerie and the menace god made a pass at us and took Rewa killing her. Cinder lost his concentration on the other gods and fell to Rewa?s side. There was nothing I could do.

The Lemurian notes and vessel were real the sunken Island real. There is nothing there, it was all discovered years ago or from now in another realm. Loki planned this out in the beginning, he was the one who gave Cinder the reason to look for Lemuria".

"All so he could get his hands on his book"? He nodded looking at the key; he tucked the cord away. "This key, it is Cinder's most prized possession? Seems silly how a broken old key can be of much use, why not his book, where can that be found"?

Delliah chuckled lightly looking to the human?s illuminated eyes. Curiosity isn?t always for cats she jokingly said to herself.

"Trust me, if there is something to stop their madness it will be found in the key and that book isn't for the hands of mortals or gods".

Vict'e nodded looking back at her as he stood in the door. "Thank you".

"Remember, to unlock the doors in order. Do not even to search for the book; Cinder has never kept it from his person, all these years I have known him. That book contains something, I know if he could give the book over it would be his end".

"Then what about the key"?

"He gave me instructions to hold on to it long before we set out for Lemuria, I know it will open things up for you, now go. To the See Geist, it is smashed across the northern cape of Midgar washed into the rocks. You must get into the guest quarters and find his notes on Lemuria or what appears to be"!


Meanwhile....

"I've regretted everything but you". Cinder smiled in disguise as Jen, kissing Rewa softly on the lips. Rewa grinned and turned to the mass of destruction. "I am not a vampire anymore, thank you Jen". She held her hand as they walked over the carnage, the plucked a peice of the substance and ate it. "Cherry".

The quiet town of Myn was now covered in the second plague. A thick gelatinous substance covered every inch of every person house, carriage, animal and any other part of the place.

Loki watched on secretly, he enjoyed the play.

"Soon I shall have that book". He turned to Skerie smiling.

"What about me? And why not just take the book"? She watched them walk out of the town. In some way she wished she never made a pact with Loki, she may never get what she wants from Cinder now.

"It would not please me to just take it, I made a deal with them. So far I am winning".

"But they look as if they have a plan of their own, why are they not just running around filling the quota"? Skerie smirked, and turned from the viewing device and headed out of the strange invisible globe.

Loki cocked his head and grinned. "Ah, she has forgotten already".

Rewa shifted out of the Waffle and pulled Jen out from the one on top of her. They looked around cautiously drawing their weapons, Jen shifted back into her true form as Cinder. He grinned waving his hands to Rewa who turned around.

Cinder fired off a few bolts of fire from his palms, as they circled a large oak in the distance. Rewa clicked the safety off her rifle and walked cautiously around the left side. Cinder flanked from the right cloaked in mist, his forked spear ready.

Skerie was caught on the surprise. She smirked looking to the two, her hand ready at the hilt of her sword; Nagnuinumer the blight. "Clever, clever, I had figured you two cursed halfwits would have given up. Nobody has ever completed Loki's Quests before".

She let her hand off her sword and smiled. "But, you two were not planning on completing his tasks were you"?

Rewa jerked her rifle. "These bullets aren't made for you but I'll be thinking twice. What do you know of our motives? You?re working for Loki if he knew something he would have ended the deal".

Cinder walked away. "You are pathetic".

They looked at him then at each other.

"Which one of us is pathetic"? Rewa demanded firing a shot near his feet.

The projectile got his attention; he scampered like a rabbit to and up a tree.

"Skerie, not you Red. Don't get so feisty! Geesh"! Cinder waited cautiously, his Ravens landed beside him whispering to him.

"Oh, this quest is welcomed but nearly over. The tumblers to the lock have almost all been turned. My friends tell me that serious trouble awaits me back at the Salvage yard, so I cannot play with you much longer Skerie. Loki will have to make due with what we give him in the end".

Skerie narrowed her eyes and pounded her way past Rewa knocking her to the ground and fell the mighty oak the elf was perched in. It crashed falling heavily with him still in it, his messengers flying away elsewhere in the world.

"Do you think this is a game, if I do not follow Loki I will not be allowed in this realm. We were once lovers Cinder, I cared for you".

"As your slave! All you cared for was yourself and you knew I was set up in the war. You are a liar"!

Rewa stood furious. "What did she say? Lover"? She looked at Cinder and fired a few shots at him and then to Skerie. They both managed to dodge them mostly grazing their flesh slightly.

"Hey it wasn't like that. I was a slave; I only pretended to love her. Besides she was going to kill me if I didn't bide my time till I could escape".

Skerie grinned. "There is still time for that, on guard"!

She drew her holy sword and charged toward Cinder her honesty was true, she meant to kill him. Her wings were so intense they could be seen by them both, a brilliant golden hue with a rainbow aura which trailed behind them. Rewa fired off a few shots but they ricochet off her body as she shone.

Cinder stood steadfast holding his bladed staff as the razor edges curled up around him. The Saints tears under his eyes curled around the side of his face, his eyes burned out like blackened coals he grinned as blood spewed from his mouth and his fangs met his lips.

"Ich bin die Fuchs. ab Sola. Zubereiten zu sterben".

A flock of ravens swirled around to meet with Cinder forming a black space around him, truly the battle of dark and light. The Valkyrie embraced his darkness and he her light. Their weapons forged from godly fires now forged flames of their own. Cinder looked to Rewa and nodded.

"ICH Liebe Sie .... Rewa"!

The darkness covered the light and all was quiet. The sounds of wind, sand, and leaves could only be heard. Suddenly the light broke free expelling the distortions of darkness around it. Heavily the two fighters fell on opposite sides. Skerie coughed up blood and pulled out her own sword from her chest, how did it get there she wondered. She turned to look only to that Cinder was in fact dead, but no weapon was found. Rewa ran to him, bent over holding his chest.

"We have to hurry"! Rewa stood trying to lift the now limp figure. He grew powerless and turned to Jen once more, lighter and easier to carry she headed down the old western ridge.

"Wie ist..". Jen passed out

Rewa sighed, setting her on the side of a road for a minute. "Please no more German".

She examined the wound and felt horrible forever considering this quest. She bit her wrist and feed him her own vampire blood to give him strength to hold on. Cinder's lips sucked her wrist softly, under those feminine eyes she looked to Rewa for a minute and spoke in that Ferishan.

"Oceve". They vanished from sight

Victed sat on the side of the matress and held the light close.

?We have made our way into the trial of Lemuria. There we will decode the final poem of Archidades. Without the scholars it will be up to me to fill in as best I can. Rewa has taken leave with her crew to search the previous rooms. I know this is a trap and I pray that all will be unveiled only to me.

I have left my key behind, Delliah if you should be reading my notes take heed and open the chests back home. Of course you must do things in order as I ask of thee. Please, follow these steps to the order. My life as well as yours is in danger.

This quest that I had failed from the beginning was all a set up from the very beginning. The Minstrum is likely to be behind it all, mayhap even a higher power. Higher than my own.

Lemuria was uncovered on earth as the origin of Avalon and Midgar those connecting realms holds a treasure, ancient keys yet unraveled. Gods fear it as well as mortal men. The history books tell of no tales written in the hands of the born devils. No books seen through the eyes of the fox from Solas. Only I write such historical records. I believe I have already solved this mystery long ago.

I will not linger on as Cinder much too longer. Fate has ordered my ending, I cannot allow Jennifer Cross the end her life her chance, my chance. My gift from the now dead God not visible on this planet. I am sorry I had failed her.

Delliah, please open with that key in this order.


Plygrethia can unlock a secret and will allow me if I am still alive to slay Loki. His Son?it will cost the other world greatly.

Here is your order; I knew you would find it too simple.

First door is number I
Second door is numbered II
Third door is numbered III
Fourth door is numbered IV

Please keep to the order, curiostiy to open in a different order may end in your life.

My heart goes out to you Delliah, I?ve always loved you as a daughter, Kristae and I both did.

Cinder?

Vict?e tucked the note back into the metal tubing and gathered the collected the Lemurian research, he had almost forgot about the stone.

?Right?I?m sure after this is over I can strike a deal with him?. He picked it up and clenched it tightly. Vict?e vanished.

?I must be at the other end of the world, incredible?.

Vict'e arrived at the lost Island of Plygrethia. It was morning where only moments ago night had just began. He had no clue where he was only that Delliah entrusted a quest to him. He looked around finding his heading, the key faintly glowed. It lifted itself out from his shirt leading him onto a sandy hilltop where the forest and shoreline met. He stood adjusting himself and stared for several minutes at an elvish cottage. The teleporter stone unknown to him fell from his pocket beside the gate when the key floated out. It was adorable and so similar to human design safe for the strange carved door much like a gargoyles face; it seemed to leap out from its hinges. The key fell back to his chest and dangled.

?So, it?s inside here?! He nodded.

He pushed the small fence to the walkway admiring the beauty of its flowers. He turned around gazing at the incredible mountains that loomed in the distance.

?Another time perhaps?. He opened the strange door and closed it behind him. He entered the living room entrance half expecting a nice warm greeting only there was no answer. The subtle light and feeling of security rested his tense and rapid mind. He welcomed himself into the home, plucking a few mint candies from the jar on the coffee table. A typical home perhaps belonging to a couple. He walked about the quaint entrance room, a vintage sofa from an earlier period in fact all the furnishing looked like new but quite old. Done in cherry all were elaborate and finely carved. A grand fireplace that seemed out of place in such a small cottage stood before him. Decorated in stone and Iron. He admired the craftsmanship. Truly these Plygrethians were artisans he thought. He then remembered Cinder and wondered if he too was once a simple soul who crafted beautiful things.

While he was looking for the doors he saw Cinder, rather a photo of him. It was a much younger version but clearly it was him, being squeezed tightly by an older female elf, possibly a sister or mother. Judging from this he must have been only about twelve and the other about late twenties. He chuckled some at various pictures of the two and one with them accompanied by two older elves a man and a woman. He nodded knowing it was his sister and they must be his parents. His ears were different from his family he thought looking at the dark bands at the tips.

He walked about checking the whole of the living room; nothing sparked interest or seemed out of place so he moved on. Walking to the hallway he stopped and looked in the bathroom and then kitchen, strange there was no toilet only a large bath and some strange work of a sink. The kitchen itself was perhaps taken right out of a five star restaurant. It?s cabinets in luxuries Mahogany and the tile was green marble matching the counter tops. Even the knob fittings were carved of marble. He could admire the stove and cute fridge and figure out how a place with apparently no electricity could sustain it but he figured he best get on with his quest. He popped a few more mints in his mouth and continued down the hall.

?Strange, why lead me here??

He stopped to the end of the hallway one door looked as if it was sealed another, open. The sealed door was engraved with a plaque.

?Sessuna Shirastan, beloved daughter and sister. May a Shirastan never forget your name. You are loved eternally?.

A vase sat beside the door flowers long since withered. He turned and inspected the other, Cinder Shirastan.

?His sister was named Sessuna, wasn?t it??

He walked into the room that was open. Piles of book all scattered about the room a scroll desk in the corner over looking a bay window. Wind chimes all sorts hung from the ceiling and strange writings scribbled across every inch of the walls and where there were no walls to be scribbled sketches. On a corkboard beside the desk he gazed at a collection of photographs. They started from drawings and paintings and then modern photography black and white then the later color. Most of the figures he hadn?t known al l strange and all different races and backgrounds. He spotted Cinder a few times he had change much throughout the centuries. He gazed at one photo, a picture of a beautiful woman holding tightly to Cinder cradling a baby kitten.

?Delliah??

He turned around feeling this was hopeless, that cat had told him to come here for no reason. He sat down on the bed and faced the door looking directly across the hall to Sessuna?s room.

?Hmm, I wonder. Could I possibly get in there??

He stood, running as fast as he could. Instantly he slammed himself into the door.

*THUD*

He fell to the ground whimpering. He held his chest thinking that was stupid. Suddenly a key fell from the top of the doorframe.

?Couldn?t be that easy, could it??

He got up and attempted to use the key. The door didn?t open as he expected it would.

?merde?!

He wandered back outside and sat on the steps.

"What the hell am I doing here? I'm not ready for this". Vict'e sighed thinking of the possible rewards he may get from Delliah for helping her out or for returning the stone to Cinder. He smiled thinking of treasure. He looked at the walkway and noticed it went straight to the gate but also it curved around theback.

"Perhaps"?

Curiosity got him as he jogged around the side and stopped to the back yard. As much has he expected, wildflowers blooming in winter, he came to a simple shed. It was locked upon inspection. He looked at the key for a moment. Without delay he inserted the key and turned it, the lock sprung open.

?Ahh?!

He got attacked by a rake, which fell into him. He shook his head, laughing and placed it to the side. He rummaged around the shed moving shovels and fishing poles, he looked around and noticed a tarp covering the floor. Curious go t the best of him and he dragged the wheel barrel and the kayak out of the shed and then tossed a few garden tools so he could take the tarp off. Amazingly enough there was a hidden hatch. Vict?e slid the pin out and lifted the door open slamming it on the floor in the back. Down below he could make out the glint of metal in shapes of tiny boxes. He stepped down into the dark hole and filled his lungs with dust and cobwebs. He squinted several times before adjusting to the dim light. He could just make out ten miniature-sized doors that looked like somewhat like chests. Every door was marked in numerals. He looked around to see if anything else gave a clue. He noticed a strange parchment that was half buried in the ages of dust. Reading it aloud he felt unlucky.

?I?ll appear once in your dreams but three times in your nightmares, open me ten times to wake me so I can put you to sleep?.

He shook his head nervously, tossing the paper aside. ?No thanks?!

He reached for the first door and opened the tiny knob with his fingers softly. ?One?.

He sighed feeling relief and then glanced at the second door, he opened it. ?Two?.

Beads of sweat started to form on his brow as he breathed the dirty air; he felt a spider crawling on his neck. He paused to brush it off and continued. ?Three?.

?Heh, nothing to it after all I suppose?. He turned the final door. ?Four?.

Vict?e popped his head out of the tiny space looking out at the shed into the garden and then to the sky.

?Huh? Where is the secret, this thing didn?t do a dammed thing?.

He ducked back below and noticed the four doors closed, a glow outlined their frame. He could smell something strange but not put his finger upon it. Outside he could hear a slight wind stir, perhaps it did work he thought. He climbed out of the space below and then loomed out over the shed door. He looked to the sky as it swirled overhead. The pond which now was frozen over, a rock began to protrude from its surface breaking the ice in the center, as it rose he could make out a finely crafted chain tied to the rock.

Suddenly the wind stopped as soon as the rock stopped to raise the pond returned to normal but the rock and chain remained. He turned back to the shed and looked down into the hole. The doors have stopped glowing.

?That?s it, that?s the great secret to fighting the god Loki??


He could feel the wind once more but it wasn?t a wind, the smell was much stronger this time, the air humid almost like breathing.

?Where is my father??

Vict?e one to turn pale on anything whimpered as he turned to face the thing that spoke. In a shiver he stared into the maw of a giant wolf, its breath reeked of horrible things. His teeth sharp as swords dripped with thick saliva. It kept breathing heavily into the shed.

?Where is father??

?I uh??.

?Where is father??!

?I don?t know?.

?Time has come, I, Lord Fenris will begin my hunt, where is Solas if Father you don?t know??

?Solas? Oh, the elf. I don?t know but Avalon would be my best guess?.

Fenris grinned breathing heavily into him.

?Lucky you are, I shall spare your life mortal?.

The giant wolf darted off into the sky, a rage of flames scattered on the winds. Vict?e shook nervously holding himself in the doorframe.

?Good day, it?s been a while since we have had guests here in Einvant, Shirastan?s summer home. I wish it had been on merrier occasions. So we have wounds on your friend??

Rewa nodded looking over the doctor?s shoulder

?Yes, we were attacked on our journey here?.

?Ah, well you did a decent job of tending to her wounds. She will be needing a new dressing and cleaned?.

The good doctor checked the eyes of the woman lying in the bed, and then traced his finger over the faint markings on the left eye.

? What is that? These eyes, those markings, faint as they are. I suppose its just coincidence. Is she with Cinder??

?You could say that?. She smiled some looking at the gentle one sleep. Rewa?s fangs ached for days now, she was hungry hoping not to drive the doctor away she headed into the kitchen to feed, hopefully there was something to drive the pain away.

?Well you ladies must have good reason to be here in Cinder?s home and we have always loved the elf?s visits. Your friend will be okay she needs sleep. Perhaps a bath, dress her wounds and apply some ointment on the bandages. Was she by any chance recovering form a cold or the flu?? He set aside the bottle of ointment on the nightstand.

?Actually yes, a little after holiday he was feeling better. I mean she was feeling better?.


She opened up a package of deer blood, which must have been in the fridge for ages, but she was desperate. She punctured the bag with her teeth and forced the blood out of the holes. Quickly tossing the now empty bag into the trash she wiped her mouth and returned.

?Her having the flu, that isn?t nothing to worry about is it??

?I can say but best keep an eye on her, till now let her take these?. He handed her some pills from his bag and wrote out a receipt.

?Whom shall I make this bill out to then??

?Me, Rewa Nalliste, thank you doctor?.

?It?s of no trouble Miss, just take care, and follow the directions on the labels?.


Rewa smiled and bowed walking the doctor out. She needed some rest herself; hopefully things would turn around for them.

?Bye?. She waved as he waved from the ramp at the end.

She smiled softly to some children as they ran past to check on their traps at the end of the docks. Laughing and throwing bread to the gulls, carefree children are she thought. She recalled the time she had returned not that long ago and found her self on similar docks on Rhy?Din soil.

"I wish I had found you earlier this past summer". She sighed taking a seat on the high back chair against the little building.

"Hello". A man in uniform tipped his hat gently and lifted the lid to the mailbox of the bungalow.

"Uh, oh, Hello". She smiled softly.

"Good day Madam". He continued his route walking down the other end and up the ramp.

"Hmmm".

She stood curious and looked inside the mailbox it was nearly full. She gave a weird look to the postal man wondering what happens when the box can't hold any more. She headed back inside with the mail and sorted through them, nothing was really interesting she thought.

"Bills, University Documents, Salvage Claims, Auction Appraisals. Ah, a letter from Loki". She set them neatly back into a pile and then realized there was a letter from the mad one.

"A Letter from Loki"?! She opened it, as it wasn't addressed to anyone in particular.

"My dear friends? Please"! She shook her head trying to remain calm.

"My dear friends,

I have taken into consideration of what tasks of mine you shall complete for me now. I require from you now the one thousand and three deaths of commoners and five hundred and seven animals. I care not where you get this task completed only that you do just that, complete it. I have also a request for you to steal an ?clair from Reyno's Bakery since you two are now on Avalon.

As for Skerie, she has lost her head ever since you two left. Literally, I cut her head off as a gesture of friendship to you both.

May your mission be successful.

Love,
Loki".

She crumpled the paper up in her hands and looked at Jennifer softly, she wanted this madness to end, and she could only have faith in Cinder?s plan and faith in Delliah. She locked the door and took a glass of water over to the bed sitting it beside the nightstand. She undressed her carefully not to harm her and took a soft cloth wetting in the water she dabbed her left shoulder and her side.

?I really don?t know how I can accomplish this on my own?.

She stroked a few strands of hair from Jen?s face and wiped the dried blood from her forehead. She took the ointment and rubbed some on the thin strips of bandaging wrapping the cloth around her head. In tears she silently worked on the poor body that lay before her.

She watched Jennifer twitch in her sleep and smiled with more tears, thinking as long as she is feeling pain they aren?t lost. Rewa wiped her tears on her sleeve and crawled over to the side of the bed to lift her up. She wrapped large gauze on the side and smoothed out the creases in the bandage with the ointment on it. Setting her gently back down she rolled the covers back up over her.

?I love you?.

She held her hand in hers and kissed it. She got up and undressed putting on a nice silk kimono she found earlier in the closet. A simple print of sakura blossoms on black thread with golden and rose stitching. She made herself a quick meal and sat quietly in the living room reading the book in question Loki was after.

Thinking she heard something she remained very quiet, only to hear the sound of gulls outside she didn?t hear the children no more. She stood checking on her patient, the slow steady breathing was faint and nothing disturbed her. She returned to the book written in Ferishan she was lost, but the pictures and sketches that were loosely added to the already large book made her curious.

She heard a few people shout outside and a loud howl almost llike a wild dog. She hurried up to check the windows but coudlnt see much.

?What was that??

She poked around outside and looked at the end of the dock, a large wolf stood at the ramp. The creature made the beams creak and shake as he sat quietly looking her way. She gasped, ducking back inside.

She hurried into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed holding Jen?s loose hand.
?Der hvor er Sola? Ou est Sola? Wohin findet man Sola? Where is Sola??

A dark and gravely voice called from outside, it was just on the other side of the door. Heavy breathing like panting accompanied the chatter.

She looked at Jennifer and then traced her fingers across the faint markings under those beautiful closed eyes thinking of those markings, and the title he used .The Fox from Sola, that?s what he said. She trusted her instincts and headed out into the living room and unlocked the door. She stood firm as she turned the knob and opened the door. The wolf was waiting quietly outside his front paws folded over each other and his mouth relaxed.

?You are not the Fox?.

?No, but I..?. She was cut off.

?What news does my father bring??

?Cinder is your father?? She thought about Delliah and how Cinder thought about her as his daughter.

?No?. He almost barked a laugh but closed his eyes and sighed. ?Loki is my father?.

Red lost her light in the world as she held on to Jennifer's hand, soft, warm and now it was colder. Colder than her's, a vampires hand could be warm in that hand. She drew herself away, tossing the medallion onto the bed. She wiped a few tears looking away at the book on the desk then to Fenris.

"Can we do this together"?

"It was written". The giant wolf nodded in the direction of the book sitting on the desk. Rewa smiled slightly then looking at Jennifer.

"You love her not the elf"?

"I am not sure what I am capable of loving, but yes, I feel I may die not knowing her".

Fenris sighed softly his lapped up some seawater and expelled it from his nostrils. He glared at the sky and saw the sign he was waiting for.

"You and Solas will accompany me. Cinder is her as musch as he is himself. I am not a god, I am not a mortal. My father is Loki. I was created for the end of all gods. Are creatures finally willing to make choices without the gods"?

Rewa nodded. "I am willing to try, but what will become of Cinder, I mean The Fox from Solas"?

She looked at the necklace dangling around her neck, a gift given to her from Cinder when he was Jennifer. It was the only gift he had given her that was met with a kiss.

"You are immortal yet you wonder about the love from a mortal. Do you know that Solas will exists forever, Solas will always be. Cinder and his other self will die and stay dead. Solas will be reborn into another, you are a strange immortal to love a person who is half everything. Are you willing to help me? I may help you in the end, it depends on what your mind had finally made up".

Rewa smiled picking Jennifer out of the bed, she hunched over picking the medallion back up and walked outside near the wolf.

"Where are we going"?

"Plygrethia. Home of your Lovers". Lord Fenris grinned as Rewa lifted herself and the limp body over the back of the wolf.

Days have passed since last. Rewa and Fenris awaited Loki and for Cinder to awake between the long rests. Still injured from the wounds of the holy blade. During his moments of consciousness he instructed them to build a Spluhǫggr. Constructed of old oak and engraved with tools of stone and painted with blood. Cinder wrote a few runes on parchment but passed out before finishing. Lord Fenris finished the sacred charm after realizing what the clever slumbering one had done.

Later that day.

Lord Fenris sat beside Rewa who was wrapped up close to Jennifer who was sound asleep. Rewa ate some of her bread and soup and looked into the fire. She was worried more and more as the days grew colder and her life less carefree.

"She sleeps a lot for someone who predicts an impending doom". Rewa wondered about the plan she felt left in the dark.

"The Fox from Solas has always been awake, even I am troubled by this sleeping figure. I am certain however you will be all right. When it is my time to engage my father and take him with me, promise not to interfere. I cannot assure your safety, here take this".

Fenris lifted his paw, between his toe he un-wedged a teleporter stone and dropped it into Rewa's hand.


"I know this, its Cinder's stone. But how did you get it? And what about this pole we created is this is supposed to protect me and Cinder"?

Rewa placed the teleporter into her pocket and looked at the protective barrier surrounding the shed, a large pole engraved with runes some recognized but not understood. Rewa even knew less the meanings behind the charms attached to the pole; a severed wing from a raven, the heart of a wolf, and a serpent tied onto itself.
It was rather disgusting to look at for any longer she glanced back at her meal and felt she could not finish it.

"The stone was given to Delliah, perhaps she forgot it and returned to the mountains with her young, although I would have caught her scent. Perhaps it?s a spare, it was found out front by the walkway. This pole, yes, it will protect you. You must have faith in things you do not understand for those you have faith in believe in it".

Rewa smiled feeling better. "I wouldn?t have thought of it that way". She spooned her soup and glanced at the Spluhǫggr. "Ick"! She spit her soup out and ran inside to the bathroom.

"Where is that cursed toilet at? It was here last time..Did he move it over there again"? Rewa ran back outside passing Fenris and the sleeping weirdo. Fenris Chuckled at her and looked around spotting it fro his great height.

"Its behind the woodpile along the wildflowers". He chuckled watching her go over to it, funny he wondered why she was giving him a dirty look.

"I got to use this, do you mind"?! She ducked below the woodpile and sat after the wolf looked away.

"What is he thinking putting the toilet out here, does it even work"? She looked around in the darkness from what she could see if it was daylight it would be a beautiful scenery, still it was rather odd to move it out here. "Then again this is coming from an elf whom isn't all there even as a human". She chuckled some as she finished up and to her surprise; the toilet worked even the faucet, which she hadn?t noticed before, worked fine. "Oh god, I thought you were strange before".

Fenris laughed when Rewa came into view, she rested her hands at her sides staring at him. The wolf lord fell silent and ate his meal in peace, she giggles to herself and wrapped her self up in the blanket.

"Why don't you just use the bedroom inside"? The wolf spoke up after finishing off one deer, he pulled over another dead animal a bear this time.

"Because, I don?t feel like it".

Fenris grinned and bit into the bears flesh and chewed. "Don't you trust me with the book or do you not want to be without your lover? That?s it, isn?t it"?

Rewa ignored him but she would have said both were reasons enough to remain outside.

Rewa picked herself up holding to the book, she wiped her tears which seemed endless and sat on the bench beside the home of her love. She couldn't think of living an eternity and not knowing what had become of her.

"Jen, Cinder, why do you have to be so stubborn"!

She cried looking at the sun rise higher, it had been an hour now and she was left alone. Silence, she wanted anything to cut through the silence, she stared at the pond dried up it's wildflowers softly blowing in the breeze, where the wolf had dragged Loki they were ripped up from the ground and the soil was tilled by his massive paws.

"What am I supposed to do with this book"? She looked at a few ravens who had gathered looking down from atop the water drain. The preened their feathers and stetched their wings, they didnt reply. just sitting and staring at her.