Chapter 25:Malthanis
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Utter darkness. That's all that Jack saw, floating through an endless void. He couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't breathe. He couldn't even see Kara in this endless darkness. He scowled at his predicament, cursing the supposed angel that had done this. He knew taking his hand had been a bad idea… yet something had convinced him to trust him.
He snorted, that's what he got for trusting the guy. Still, his gut told him that he wasn't in any danger. For once though, Jack didn't trust his instincts. He was floating in an endless darkness, alone, and his instincts seemed to be unaware of that at the moment.
As he floated though, he heard a voice, "Kal!" his heart leapt for joy as he heard his sister calling him.
He started twisting in the darkness, calling out for her, "Kara!" he called, his voice quickly fading into the inky blackness.
Suddenly her form emerged from the darkness, flying straight towards him, "Kal!" she cried happily and the two met in the darkness midair.
"Kara you're alright!" her brother cried in return, and looked around, "But exactly where are we?" he asked.
"I don't really know," she admitted, "last thing I remember is grabbing hold of Malthanis's hand. Next thing I know, I'm floating through endless darkness,"
Jack snarled and slashed his hand through the air, "I knew we shouldn't have trusted that guy! We knew almost nothing about him, and we trusted him!"
"Trust is something that must be earned in time Kal-El," the two turned in the air to see Malthanis descending towards them, his form illuminating the darkness.
"Well you've failed pretty bad at earning it then Mal," Jack growled, his eyes flashing red.
The angel raised a gauntlet clad hand to calm him, "It was not my intention to cause this, but I fear my experience with this is limited," he admitted.
"Experience with what?" Kara asked him, placing a calming hand on Jack.
Malthanis seemed to land on an invisible platform in front of the two, "I wished to show you my thoughts and memories to explain where I am from. However it would seem that I accidently sent you into my mind," he almost sounded embarrassed by this, and Kara had to suppress the urge to giggle at him.
Jack on the other hand let out a chuckle, "Pretty empty mind you got here Mal," he said looking at the empty void.
Malthanis turned his hood to look at him, "All my thoughts and memories are represented in this form Kal-El, if I allowed all my memories to be displayed it could very well overwhelm and kill you," his voice was dead serious.
Jack gulped, "I…oh…." he shook himself and looked at the angel, "So you really weren't trying to hurt us?" he asked.
He shook his head, "Then I'm sorry for acting like such an aft to you. Things have been tense here," Jack scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
"Your distrust was warranted Kal-El, I have not done much to earn your trust," Jack looked at Malthanis, shocked by what he said, "But, if you allow me to explain my world, to show you my memories, then you will see that I mean you and those you care for no harm,"
Jack looked to Kara, and his sister nodded. Jack looked back to Malthanis, "Alright, why are you here, if you're an angel?" he asked.
"Not by choice mind you, I was trying to get to Sanctuary, the human world where I am from. A mistake in the spell however, sent me to your world instead. My attempt to return ended in failure," Malthanis lowered his hood.
"But my reasons for going in the first place are my own, and I would appreciate if you did not ask," Jack and Kara nodded in understanding.
Kara had realized by now that prying wasn't a good idea. Secrets weren't meant to be easily exposed. If it was being kept a secret, then obviously said secret keeper didn't want anyone to know. And Kara realized that she had to accept that, no matter how much she didn't want to.
"So exactly what did you want to show us?" Kara asked, moving the conversation forwards.
"My motivation for coming to the human world, and the events that lead to it," he turned and waved his hand, and a bright light began to shine.
"I will not be able to communicate with you in this time, but you may watch and perceive what happens," his form faded, and the light increased in intensity, causing Kara and Jack to shield their eyes. The light died down, and their jaws dropped as a magnificent room formed around them...
It was a massive room, larger than the main headquarters of the Autobot base. Metal walls constituted its entire architecture, silvery and gold designs engraved into the structures. Golden light streamed in through massive windows, no sign of electrical lights anywhere. Pillars of gilded steel supported the ceiling, and two massive hallways lead into the circular room.
Platforms lined the walls, one massive one with a single chair occupying one of the walls on its own. Gathered amongst the platforms, were angels of varying sizes, armor types, and wing colors, ranging from red, to blue, or even pink.
Jack realized that he and Kara were standing among one such platform, with Malthanis standing next to them. They were the only ones occupying the upper platform, and Malthanis seemed oblivious to them. He stood, hunched over the rail, glaring down at an angel standing in the middle of the chamber.
This angel had wings of a vibrant blue, spreading from his back with no physical structure to speak of. His armor bore some resemblance to that of Malthanis's, but it seemed more elaborate, as if his armor had had more time put into it. His entire form seemed to demand respect, and Jack couldn't help but feel like this angel would do whatever it took just to protect the innocent. All this he could just feel emanating off him.
"Tyrael!" another massive angel growled, pointing at him accusingly. His armor appeared to be crafted of a golden bronze armor, and enhanced his already imposing figure. Long robes of metal hung from his midsection, and a bronze halo floated above an ornate helmet that seemed to be crafted to resemble an angry scowl. His wings though, were huge, twice the size of their own angel friends, and appeared to be crafted of living fire.
Like Malthanis, metal structures formed the basic skeletal structure of his wings, and the fire forged the wings themselves. Said wings were currently flared out to their full massive size, dominating the room while the angel glared at Tyrael.
"The ancient law of the High Heavens, strictly forbids us from interfering with the mortal world," he quickly glanced around the crowded room before continuing, "But you have done so, brazenly!" there were murmurs through the crowd as angels discussed whatever the possible ramifications for something like this was.
Tyrael strode forward, unafraid of the clearly larger angel or the crowds of them above, "All I am guilty of Imperius, is bringing justice!" he boldly steeped forward, "While you hide, cowering behind your throne,"
There were gasps of outrage through the chamber at this accusation, and Imperius raised his hand, clenching it as it turned white hot, "SILENCE!"
His entire form turned to vapor, blasting into the air like a massive geyser. It shot straight forward, dashing through the air at precise 90 degree angles. It crashed down in front of Tyrael, reforming into the hulking form of Imperius.
"You will now answer for your transgressions!" his hand shot out and gripped Tyrael around the throat, causing the angel to let out a strangled grunt as Imperius lifted him into the air with ease. Jack watched with rapt attention, but noticed Malthanis gripping the rail tighter as he watched.
A massive spear materialized in one of Imperius's outstretched hands with a cloud of smoke and steam. He thrust forward at Tyraels hood, a killing blow. Tyrael shifted his head to the side, letting the blade harmlessly pass by. With a fast movement, he gripped the spear by the shaft and attempted to rip it from his attackers grasp.
Neither angel let go, and they went spiraling up, Imperius slamming Tyrael into the base of his throne. Both let out grunts of pain and fell to the floor in a heap, the spear slipping out of their grasp and spinning across the floor. It skid to a stop, in the center of the chamber, out of reach of both angels.
Imperius looked from the spear to Tyrael, and let out an angry roar, shoving Tyrael off him. He turned to steam and darted to the spear, crashing into the ground in front of it, wings spread out against the ground. He reached out to grab it, only for Tyrael to casually pick it up first, holding it to the angels throat.
The room fell deathly silent as the two glared at each other. The tension was so thick that Jack could have reached out and grabbed hold of it. Malthanis practically crushed the railing in his grip.
Finally, Tyrael spoke, "You cannot judge me, I am justice itself!" he looked up to the angels, addressing them all, "We were meant for more than this!" he looked at all the angles accusingly, his hooded glare passing over their own platform.
"To protect the innocent!" he looked back at Imperius, "But if our precious laws bind you to inaction, then I will no longer stand, as your brother," he slammed the spear into the ground, leaving it embedded there.
He reached up and gripped his shoulder pads, pulling against them with pained grunts. Every angel in the room backed away from him, "Sacrilege!" Malthanis hissed as he stepped away.
Jack and Kara looked to him confused, before a massive shockwave emanated from Tyrael as his shoulder pads… and his wings, fell to the floor. The armor started to glow white hot as they melted into the floor. Tyrael's hood fell back, and it was as if an invisible cloth had been sent a flame as a face slowly began to take shape.
Orange tendrils of energy slowly snaked up from the floor, dancing around Tyrael. One of them whipped forward, wrapping around his arm, another doing the same. A third wrapped around his waist, dragging him down through the molten floor. And then, the vision faded, only to be replaced with another...
Now the two stood on a massive wall overlooking tracks of land made of metal and glass, pillars littered through the area. But what truly caught their attention, was the massive bank of pitch black angry clouds slowly approaching them, lightning strikes occasionally illuminating them. Jack looked down one end to see the bank was endless on both sides.
The sound of two pairs of feet landing next to them caught their attention, and the siblings turned to see Malthanis and Imperius striding towards the edge of the wall. Jack glared at Imperius, resisting the urge to try and cave in the smug angels pretty little helmet. These were just memories, and so there was nothing he could do except watch.
"Master, allow me to assist you," Malthanis insisted as they stopped at the edge of the wall.
"With our combined might, we can hold Diablo here, prevent him from entering the High Heavens!" he continued to insist.
Imperius casually turned to regard Malthanis, "My apprentice, are you saying that I lack the strength, the courage, to face my ancient enemy alone!?" he demanded angrily.
Malthanis stepped back, "Of course not master, I only thought that working together would increase our strength. Or better yet, allow me to bring my squad of seraphim, we can overwhelm and capture Diablo!"
Imperius glared at Malthanis for several moments before sighing, "Very well, go and fetch the Seraphim, " he ordered, turning to look at the encroaching clouds," I shall wait for your return,"
Malthanis nodded and took off, and once more the vision shifted. Now they were watching as a group of angels, twenty strong assembled in an even line while Malthanis stood before them. Each angel varied in size, their armors ranging from plain to ornamental, hoods to helmets, and everything in between. All their wings were either red or blue, and they appeared to have a strength to them, emanating from their forms.
Malthanis summoned his sword and shield, "Seraphim, Diablo has lead a host of demons to the gates of heaven. My master, Imperius plans to engage him once we have reinforced him, to cut off the head of this vile army. To kill Diablo,"
There were mutterings among the group, "I know you are worried of facing a Prime Evil, but if we fight together, with unity and strength," he raised his sword into the air, "then we shall triumph!"
The seraphim let out a collective cheer, raising their weapons in applause. Jack had to admit, if these other seraphim could fight like Malthanis, this Diablo would stand no chance against them, "To battle!" he roared, and the angels turned to ascend the wall… right as the silver gates to heaven shattered in a magnificent explosion that caused all the seraphim to go flying back, crashing into pillars, buildings, or the ground itself.
Once the dust settled, the seraphim slowly stood on their feet, looking in horror at the ugly hole in their once shining gate. A sadistic dark chuckle, sounding deeper and older than almost anything Jack had yet to meet, emanated from beyond the gate.
"Even in heaven, Angels still know fear," it growled, and the sound of heavy footsteps could be heard emanating from the hole.
Slowly, a monstrous figure came into view, and the siblings stiffened. For an organic creature, it was massive, taller than Bumblebee, covered in a hideous red hide. Massive black spikes emerged from its back and head, and two large mandibles protruded from either side of its grotesque mouth. It's teeth were needle thin and black, a red light illuminating the inner workings of it.
An orange light illuminated its chest, with a spider web of skin and bone covering it. Its arms split into four separate beings, each one wielding razor sharp black talons on either end. Black organic blades emerged from its main arms, serrated to a razor point. A long thick tail trailed behind it, adding to the animal effect. Combined with its digit grade legs and clawed feet, the creature was the living embodiment of a demon.
Malthanis and the other angels readied their weapons, "Diablo," he hissed.
The demon let out a dark chuckle "Gaze upon the destruction I have wrought angels. This is only the beginning!"
"Not while we still stand, demon," Malthanis replied defiantly.
"For someone whose title is the Archangel of Valor, Imperius is a cowering pest, sending his pup to challenge me," the Prime Evil glared at Malthanis and his Seraphim warriors.
Malthanis didn't move, though Jack had a feeling he was cursing Imperius at the moment, "My master has his own duties to attend to. We however, shall ensure that you will not pass,"
Diablo looked over the angels and chuckled darkly "You are still young, as your elders cower before my might, including those who claim to be of Valor,"
"We will not go down so easily, Prime Evil," Malthanis growled, and several of the Seraphim shifted uneasily.
"You are right," Diablo's orange soulless eyes looked directly at his hood, "You will barely register as nothing more than pests,"
As he finished his sentence, a massive ring of fire engulfed three of the seraphim, incinerating them instantly. The demon teleported and reappeared between two more, stabbing his twisted black blades through their chests. The two screamed silently, their forms convulsing and their armor caving in on itself, white blood gushing from the wound.
"Attack!" Malthanis ordered, and the remaining forces assaulted Diablo. Lightning, fire and ice flew through the air at the demon, who raised a single arm, halting most of their attacks. The few that managed to impact against him, left no sign of damage on his form. He grinned with his disgusting fangs, and charged forward, tail lashing behind him as heavy footsteps echoed against the metal floor.
He twisted and his tail slammed into two of the seraphim, shattering them with ease. He used his momentum to lash forward and impaled another. He tossed him off his blade into a seraphim, knocking them into the ground, only to be crushed under foot. Diablo roared at five seraphim that were rocketing towards them, his roar causing them to slam back into the wall, crushed by the sheer force of his attack.
The demon turned to look at the remaining six seraphim, who had surrounded him. Malthanis floated above the six, his sword and shield at the ready. If it was possible for a being with no lips and limited facial expressions, Diablo managed to smirk, and a ring of searing flame shot up around him, causing the angels to break formation as another was incinerated.
The next few seconds were a flash of blades, talons, fire, and claws as Diablo tore the rest of Malthanis' fellow Seraphim apart. Only he was left, standing before Diablo, weapons at the ready. Diablo slowly stalked towards him with a casual air about him. Jack watched impressed as Malthanis held his ground against the demon, his shield raised defensively.
Diablo looked at him amused "Little angel, your comrades are dead, your so called angel of valor defeated, and your shining gates of heaven destroyed. You fight for a lost cause,"
Malthanis gripped his sword tighter, "Perhaps, perhaps not. Regardless, I will not flee, I will fight to my last breath!"
Diablo tightened his hand, and his wicked black blade extended, "Then allow me to assist you!" the blade shot towards him at a speed that even Jack and Kara could barely comprehend, and Malthanis barely raise his shield in time.
There was a screech of metal on metal as Diablo's blade scraped against his shield, before puncturing the very top. Malthanis stumbled back as Diablo ripped the shield from his grasp and stabbed down. The seraphim flew upwards and his sword shifted to a spear. With a spin, his blade slashed into Diablo's arm, leaving a thin cut.
The demon roared at him, and Malthanis let out a gasp of pain as both blades slammed into his body. One pierced his midsection, while the other went clean through his shoulder. He froze, twitching in pain as the demon slowly brought him closer to his leathery face.
Mal's armor creaked ominously as he was moved closer, and Diablo spoke "I will not kill you yet angel. I want you to see what will become of your shining heaven. Once you have seen it, and known full despair, then you will die," he slid his blades out from Mal's body and let him fall to the ground, white blood gushing from his wounds.
Jack resisted the urge to run over and see if he was okay, as the vision once again began to shift…
The next vision to appeared showed the once glowing Heavens covered in dark clouds. The two still were at the rubble that had once constituted the gates, but they knew something was wrong. The whole area felt… dead, cold. The complete polar opposite of how it had appeared previously.
Jack looked in the direction that Diablo had stalked off in, and saw that it was littered with death and destruction. The corpses of angels were strewn in the never ending path of death. Jack knew it was just a memory, but he felt sick just looking at the carnage.
A low groan emanated from the rubble and the two looked to see Malthanis emerge from the rubble. His wounds were at least sealed, but he was far from healthy. His once elegant robes were torn and covered in filth, the pure white color nearly invisible to the naked eye. But his wings, sweet Primus his wings!
The metal that made up their frame was twisted and hung limply behind him, the flames that once made them up were gone, Only trails of smoke snaked out from the husks that once held them, and his hood was ragged and torn. There was only one word that described the once glorious angel.
Defeated.
He gripped his shoulder and slowly limped forward, part of the armor on his knee crushed. His footsteps were slow and deliberate, echoing across the steel ground of the heavens. He looked from side to side as he walked, before collapsing, no more than a few steps from the pile of rubble he'd emerged from.
He used his gauntlet clad hands to keep him from falling completely to the floor, but it was obvious that he wasn't going to last… Until…
"Malthanis," a familiar voice growled, and Imperius strode into view, his own magnificent wings extinguished.
Their angel friend looked up weakly at Imperius, "Master… what happened? Why did you not wait for us?" his voice was weak, as if someone had drained the strength from it.
"It would not have mattered, Diablo has grown to powerful, you would have only gotten in the way," Imperius waved a gloved hand dismissively as Malthanis slowly stood without assistance.
Malthanis looked up at him, hands clenched, "How could you have known for sure!?" he demanded ,"We might have been able to stop him if we'd worked together! Instead you charged off blindly into battle once more, and now the Seraphim are dead, and the crystal arch corrupted," he pointed an accusing finger at the angels helmed face.
If it was possible, the scowl crafted onto the archangels helmet seemed to deepen, "Do not speak to me with such insolence apprentice!" he roared, stamping forward.
Malthanis did not move as Imperius began to rant, "You are nothing more than a child, barely an adult even by mortal standards! You cannot possibly grasp the decisions I must make as the leader of the council!"
Malthanis didn't back down, instead roaring back at Imperius, "A child I may be Imperius, but even I recognize a prideful coward when I see one! The fall of heaven is your own fault, a mistake brought on by your own prideful arrogance!"
Imperius gripped Malthanis by the throat and lifted him into the air, the apprentice not moving. He pulled his spear out of the ground and pressed it against his throat. Malthanis stared at his masters empty helmet, "Go ahead. Do it. You've already signed the death of our kind. Why not take the life of your apprentice as well," his voice was dry and bitter.
Imperius glared at him for several seconds before he let out a frustrated yell, and slammed his spear back into the ground, flinging Malthanis into a large chunk of marble and steel with a painful crash. He slid down with a pained groan, and a small trickle of white blood could be seen leaking from his shoulder.
"I will not kill you, but know this Malthanis," Imperius growled, pointing his spear at the angel, "You are no longer my apprentice, and should you ever cross me or our brethren, I will not hesitate to kill you,"
And suddenly the vision faded to blackness, Malthanis appearing before them in all his glory, "What… did we just see?" Kara asked, her face white with shock.
"You saw the beginning and end of what was almost the fall of the High Heavens. Only a mortal was able to save us, casting down Diablo from the Crystal Arch. With him defeated, Tyrael retook his position on the council as the Aspect of Wisdom, and the mortal returned to sanctuary, disappearing to parts unknown,"
"Why show us this?" Jack asked, stepping forward.
Malthanis looked to the teen, "In order to understand my reasoning for coming to the mortal realm, you must understand the shift in my thinking. Those three events were key aspects in my existence where the teachings from Imperius began to fade. By the time Diablo was defeated, I realized that Imperius was not as powerful as I once thought he was,"
He stepped aside, "There is one final event I must show you," he faded before they could ask questions, and a new scene formed.
They now stood on a large platform under an elaborate archway, overlooking the high heavens. Clouds of white coated the city, with gleaming towers occasionally piercing the veil into the orange light of the sunset. A lone figure wrapped in a ragged cloak with gleaming armor peaking from it watched the city from overhead.
Malthanis stood a good distance behind the figure, his wings drooped in what could only be nervousness. Cautiously, he began to walk forward towards the figure. He took only three steps before the figure spoke in a familiar voice.
"There is no need to fear me, Malthanis. I will not harm you," Jack and Kara's eyes widened as they realized that this was Tyrael, but as a human! Now that Jack knew that, he realized that the armor had seemed familiar, and the build. For a human, he was still his massive size, dwarfing any normal human with ease.
Malthanis froze and Tyrael turned to face him. He lacked any form of hair on his head, and had well tanned skin. A few wrinkles lined his face, and it seemed to contain an ageless kindness to it. Even as a human, he still had a comforting aura about him.
"Now, for what reason does the former apprentice of Imperius wish to speak to me?" he asked.
Malthanis took a few more cautious steps forward before kneeling at Tyrael's feet, causing the man to raise a brow, "I…realized, after Diablo's attack, that I still have much to learn… and I would be honored if you'd… be willing… to take me on as your apprentice,"
He kept his hood bowed as Tyrael regarded him with curiosity, letting loose a single "Hmm,"
Malthanis looked up, worriedly, "I-if you do not wish to take on an angel on your apprentice," he stood to his full height and gripped the armor attached to his wings, "I will gladly remove my wings so that I may learn under your tutelage,"
Tyrael smiled, "That will not be necessary young one. I will gladly accept you as my apprentice," he told him.
Malthanis let his hands drop to his side, and though he said nothing, the waves of relief rolling off him where obvious, "But we will have much work to do, if you are to be my apprentice. There is much for you to learn, and unlearn,"
"Unlearn?" Malthanis asked, confused by Tyrael's words.
Tyrael nodded, "You have many ways of thinking and habits that you will have learned from Imperius, ones that I will not tolerate. Despite this though, I believe that you have potential,"
Malthanis bowed, "Thank you, Ty-Master,"
Outside Jasper High…
Jack and Kara gasped simultaneously and collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily as the vision ended. Jack panted heavily as he regained his composure. Everything he'd seen… there were more like Malthanis, some more powerful? If that was the case….
He shook his head, they weren't evil conqueror's, Malthanis wasn't even supposed to be here. He slowly got to his feet, helping Kara up off the ground as she shook her head. Once the two were steady on their feet, they looked up at Malthanis.
"So now you see that I am no threat to you," he stated.
Jack nodded, "Yes, I do," he looked to Kara.
Kara was staring at Malthanis with a mixed look of respect and concern. She stepped forward, "Those wounds… from Diablo… they left scars," she pointed at two weld marks on his armor, where Diablo had stabbed him.
Malthanis looked down at them, "Only an Archangel could recover from such wounds fully, I am far too young to emerge from an encounter with the Prime Evil… unscathed,"
"I guess it's a good thing you only came out with scars. Otherwise my brother and I might have died," Kara said, smiling faintly.
Malthanis regarded Kara with an unreadable emotion, "Perhaps you are right," he started. A bridge suddenly opened, interrupting whatever he was going to say next.
He looked back to them both, "I must leave, I have no wish to stay any longer," he turned to fly off, wings spread.
"Wait," Kara started, causing him to stop, his wings drooping, "Why not stay with us? We can give you a home at the Autobot base,"
He shook his head, "I may consider your offer, but for now," he looked out into the night sky, "I have a world to explore," he took off into the air, disappearing right as the Autobots rolled through, Void and Arcee leading the group.
"Jack!" Arcee cried and scooped the boy into her arms, crushing him in a bear hug.
"Arcee….can't…breath," he gasped.
The femme smirked, "You're practically indestructible Jack, a little hug won't hurt," she teased before letting him go.
Jack looked downcast, "Sorry our night was ruined," he said quietly.
Arcee smiled and placed a servo on him, "Long as your safe Superboy, that's all that matters to me,"
"You guys are okay, right?" Bulkhead asked.
Kara and Jack nodded, "We're fine, managed to fight off Doc Knock even with his new toy," Kara said, and quickly explained the events leading up to the defeat of Knockout, but leaving out Malthanis. The bots didn't need to know about him… yet.
Arcee looked to Jack concerned when she mentioned how the staff had been able to hurt them, but he waved her off, "Already healed, see?" he motioned to the hole on the side of his pants exposing part of his leg.
"It is fortunate that you and Jackson were able to defeat Knockout before his weapon could cause further harm," Optimus said, "However, we must remain cautious, for if Megatron truly is developing new weapons to harm you, the tide of the war may turn,"
Worried looks crossed everyone's faces and faceplates, "But for now," Optimus continued, "Let us be thankful that our allies our safe,"
Everyone seemed to brighten at this and began making their way to the ground bridge. As Void walked to the bridge, a soft voice stopped her, "Void…" Kara started, and the femme turned to look at her.
Kara rubbed her arm and looked at the ground, scuffing her shoe against the ground, "I just wanted to say… I'm sorry for how I acted. I didn't realize that you might have kept your secrets for a reason, and that I shouldn't have gotten angry with you," she looked at her guardian with a few tears in her eyes.
"Can you… can you please forgive me?" she asked, her voice quivering.
Void kneeled to eye level with Kara, her platinum optics locking with her eyes, "Child, I understand perfectly why you acted that way. I forgive you,"
Kara smiled, "So you'll still be my guardian?" she asked hopefully.
A very faint smile graced Voidwalker's lips, "Yes, I will remain as your guardian. Especially with these new weapons in development, you will need me to keep you safe little one,"
Kara hugged her guardian, "Thank you," she whispered.
A/N: So that's Malthanis for you. What did you guys think of the chapter? Let me know in your reviews. Also, I apologize for taking so long to update. Two reasons for that, one is school, the other is that I discovered the anime Attack on Titan and have now watched the entire series. Its addicting. Anyway, remember to leave a review and PM me with plot based questions and ideas.