As we were pouring over the Map the others were busy letting everyone know what was going on and the fact, I was made a Sargent and given a new name. There was some who didn't think I should have gotten either of those so soon, then there were some who were glad that I did, it showed that Dragon made the right choice in speaking up for me. Of course, it didn't really matter what others thought, it was up to the Prophet and if he thought I deserved it then I deserved it on my own merit.
By the others returned, we had not only had our routes planned but any alternatives in case we were tracked. We also produced a little parting gift for F.E.A.R, a letter from Metis, a letter saying that Peyton is not in need of saving and that The Wild One's will win in the end. As I sat down to write the letter (Prophet thought it would be better coming from me), I thought about the past six months compared to the last 18 years with my birth family. I poured my heart and soul into everything I was writing; I spoke of the family I found, the real friends I made and how much different it was now that I was out of F.E.A.R's control. I was no longer brainwashed into believing everything they was the true word and God's ways; I spoke of the one who didn't know he held my a piece of my heart and how I will defend him and everyone else till my last breathe. Then I signed it not as Peyton, oh no Peyton was no longer, I was now and forever Metis the Greek Titan Goddess of Wisdom.
Once I finished and everything was packed up, I left the letter in the middle of camp, where our meeting/food tent once sat. Taking on last look around, I could see clouds of dust of the Priests heading this way and I left to catch up with the others, knowing at least Star and Dragon would be waiting for me to catch up. I really wished I could be a fly on the wall when F.E.A.R's Leader read the letter, I wanted to know how he would spin it to make it seem like I was forced into writing it. By the time the sun was rising we were already close to a burned-out city, one of the ones we planned to hide out in. We quicky got everyone into what used to be City Hall and hid the wagons in the underground parking lot, and it wasn't a moment to soon.
Just as I arrived up to the top of the building, I could see the outlines of the Priests heading our way. Leaving the guard that was already there alone, I quickly made my way back down to the Prophet and told him what was going on. We made sure that everything was locked down tight including the underground entrance and had everyone quiet down. I snuck back up to the top as silently as I could and sent the guard back down to help with the others, as I hide in the shadows of the structure, I saw them fan out to search the other buildings. The lead Priest looked up towards where I was hiding almost trying to see if he can spot anyone hiding in the windows. I stood as still as I could until he was out of sight and then I waited until I saw all of them leave the city, I knew we couldn't leave tonight or we will be caught. We needed a distraction, something that will get them off our trail at least until we were closer to the base.
Just in case we were still being watched I fell to my knees and crawled to the stairs and once I was about halfway down, I stood up and quickened my pace. I came to find out that I was able find anyone in the dark by just thinking of them or even catching their scent. At least the guys and Star, since they are the main ones, I am closer to them than the others in our camp, if you would have asked me when I was fifteen to find someone in the dark like that, I would have thought you were crazy and I would have turned you into F. .
Of course, back then I was so far brainwashed it wasn't funny, even though I knew getting married at was to expected of me a part of me wanted to run. It took three years and seeing what was happening right beneath my nose to wake up and do something to take control of my life, meeting Ronnie was the best thing to happen in my life. Coming here and going the Wild Ones has gained me a family, a family that I really didn't have to begin with. My mother was complete void of free thought, my father was one step away from being a Priest, my brother was a Priest and one of the ones trying to hunt us down. I knew that someday I was going to have to face him and fight him, buy I knew that I wasn't going to be able to save him.
By the time I broke free, he was completely under their control and there was nothing I could do to help. All I could do was help the future generation within our camp and the Cities controlled by F.E.A.R gain their freedom, shaking my head of those thoughts at least for now I focused on where Andy was. I didn't need the Prophet now I needed Andy, the Andy who was there when ever I needed voice to bounce stuff off. Then when he thought of something that needed done, he would get his Prophet face on and stand a bit taller (not that I noticed since he was still taller than me no matter what). His blue eyes would darken a bit, they would go from Ocean Blue to Dark and stormy blue (like the sky before a rainstorm). As if the Prophet was another person that inhabits his body from time to time, in the six months that I have known him, I never asked him how became the Prophet.
There was a part of me that wanted to everyone of the Wild One's stories but I wasn't going to pry, I knew that someday I was going to find out the truth behind Ronnie's explanation. I knew that everything that happened to them shaped them to be who they were now and it made me want to fight harder to make sure no one was to go through what we each went to through to make us who we are today. Finally, I found him after a few minutes, he was with Ronnie; just like with Andy they each have a difference about them. With Ronnie, it feels as if he had actual Dragon fire within him when he is Dragon, Mystic or Jinxx feels like what I guess magic would feel like if one could feel magic. C.C he feels like the earth after a disaster, Mourner or Jake now he feels like death. Not like actual Death but what is feels like when someone close to you dies and their soul leaves their body, now Lonny or Fenix as he is called, he feels like ashes that have been given a chance to reignite to form a glorious fire.
Star, she feels like happiness, joy and giddiness all wrapped up in a bubble waiting to explode, a good version of TNT. Taking a few minutes to center myself, I walk towards Andy and Ronnie. I could hear them talking but I couldn't make out what they were saying, as I got closer, I softly called out "Andy, can I talk to you? I need to talk to someone and I think your my best chance of understanding my train of thoughts now." Before he could respond Ronnie says that they will talk later and brushes my hand with his as he walks past. Normally that would make my heart stutter but right now I needed to focus on the task at hand and then I will try and figure out what that was meant to say.
I tell him what I saw and my thoughts on the matter, as I am telling him everything, I can slowly see the Prophet coming to the surface. His scent was changing as well, he usually has a soft hint of a summer rain but when the Prophet is out it's more like a thunderstorm. I wonder if anyone has noticed the changes that happen in him whenever the Prophet makes appearance, "What has you thinking so hard Metis?" Ahh, so I was right, the Prophet has made his appearance; he only calls me Metis when we are alone, were as Andy calls me Peyton or little sister.
"Nothing that is important right now Prophet, my thoughts are just wandering as usual, they are going ninety miles an hour and there is no chance of stopping them right now. Once we are safely hidden inside the Base, they will slow down some, until then I will do my best to keep them in order." I said as I received a light chuckle from him. That's another thing when Andy laughs it's a light laugh that is contagious but when Prophet laughs it's a chuckle as if he is trying not to laugh to hard. "You are right we do need a distraction, something that will send them one a wild goose chase. Lets get Fenix on this, he might have an idea or two. We can even get him to speak to more than just you for once, considering he's only spoken to me once and that's just after he got your message about Ronnie. All he said was "I found the one you call Dragon" and left it at that; the four of us just stood there shock.
Then when Dragon appeared outside our camp with you, we knew that he had finally returned, I never apologized for making you wait outside camp for as long as you did. But you show tremendous strength and courage for waiting like you did, and I am more than grateful you brought him home. After I lost my fiancée Juliet to F.E.A.R, Dragon was there for me; he has been my brother in all but blood for as long as I can remember. When we met the others and formed the Wild Ones, he stepped back into shadows and let the other's take his spot. Then when he started going on the raids, I was worried for him, I don't think I really slept while he was in that Temple. When we lost Deviant, it felt like I lost another brother but then we found Fenix and he filled that void Deviant left in us.
But the void Dragon left could never be filled, so when Fenix said he found him I wanted to get him back at risk of losing. Then suddenly unexpectedly there he stands next to a Goddess in disguise, it was like Juliet had sent you to help us. She would have loved you; she would have seen the same thing we all do and that's your drive to change the world. She once told us that Gods and Goddess of all religion's walk with us in some form and now I see she was right, that's why I gave you the name Metis. I know she would have approved; it was always her idea to fight F.E.A.R and we are just doing what she wanted. I think that's why we were targeted, they found out that we were going to fight them. So, they thought if they take the ones, we loved away from us then we will stay under their control, but it made us rebel even harder." He said as we walked to find Fenix.