Tsaimath

DLM, Bk 5, Epilogue

Added 2021-12-15 18:08:10 +0000 UTC

“Thank you for meeting me on such short notice. The procedure regarding your wife was a success, as the physicians have likely told you already.” the soft, unconcerned voice could have ordered a cup of coffee, for all the excitement it betrayed.

“Think nothing of it. You saved my wife, the doctors left no doubt about that and my daughter told me what you procured for her.” the regal, if tired, man told his late night visitor. “But you didn’t ask for a meeting at two AM to discuss my Wife’s progress. This is about the events in Europe, I presume?” he asked, the shockwaves of those events covering the globe, in some cases literally. A giant plume of fire, large enough to be seen from hundreds of kilometers away and hot enough to cause large-scale weather-effects wasn’t something anyone would ignore. That the plume originated on Accord Island, home of the world’s most important Powered organisation made matters worse, especially when footage emerged that showed those very Powered fighting against the monsters known as Scourge.

“It is.” the cold voice admitted, coming from a cloaked and masked figure. The figure stood calmly in front of the desk, acting just like she had days prior, when she had offered salvation. What she was asking now, was anyone’s guess.

“The Scourge, the very thing your organisation was tasked to eliminate, attacked your Island.” The man stated, his voice now matching the other figure’s calmness. “For all intents and purposes, your organisation, your Guild, lost and already, there are voices calling for investigation and to bring operational control of all Powered back to the various national organisations. Some of those calls come even from my own countrymen.” he explained, and for a moment, the masked figure flinched, almost as if struck.

“I hear those voices and there is little I can do about them. Much has been lost earlier, maybe too much.” there was a pause, before the figure continued.

“For now, I will have to ask for a favour, or maybe calling it a trade would be more suitable. My partner and I will need shelter, and the ability to obtain some resources would be useful. In exchange, we can provide your country with a modicum of the thing it needs most, clean, sustainable energy.” the voice offered and the man leaned forward, putting his elbows on his desk with a gleam in his eye.

“Well, that does sound interesting. Tell me more.” the smile on his face would have been more suitable on a tiger, or maybe lion, while eyeing a springbok. But it was directed at mother’s body and while mother was still unconscious, I had to step up, puppeting her body and trying to set things up, so Anath and Mother could thrive.