The Crow: Retribution
By Xenomorph666
The Crow is © James O'Barr
Garou and all other W.o.D. related articles are © White Wolf Publishing
All other Characters are © me and their Real life counterparts
Chapter 8
A mother's guilt
The woman took me across town to a store; from the looks of it this was going to be my next stop anyway. The store looks like an herbal shop on the outside, but on the inside it is much different. Antiques line the walls and are scattered about the floor. I see a mirror, and in it my new reflection, my mask looks almost exactly like what the crow showed me in the vision with one minor detail changed: the black parts are now red that fade to black and half my face looks like I'm crying tears of blood. She takes me to the back of the shop and motions for me to sit in a chair at a round table; she sits opposite of me. I sit there waiting and staring at her. She speaks first.
"They are my daughters. The two girls you seek." tears form in her eyes.
"My condolences…" My tone is flat unwavering. I didn't care; they were dead as far as I was concerned.
"I know that they must die, I know no Garou can stop you. But I beg of you take them first!"
Now this shocked me, a mother who wanted her children to die, but I'm also curious. "Why?"
"They are corrupted, my daughters. Their whole pack is, but no Garou has been able to stand up against their leader."
"Let me guess his name is "Red Talon"…"
"No…" she gets up and grabs a folder. "His name is Fangs-of-Blood, his tribe is the Red Talons, and they hate all humans." She tosses me the folder. I open it and look at its contents, then back to her.
"You knew I was coming back?"
"I prayed that one of their victims would come back. You are but one of many. And I am afraid my prayer it may have…" she stops staring at her feet.
"May have what? Cursed me? Made me a psycho, cuz I have noticed some psychosis."
-Nope, that's normal.-
"Shut up bird…"
"I fear it may have condemned you to avenge all those slain by the hands of corrupted Garou…"
"And that means what?" I ask my guiding crow.
-It means we better get comfortable… We might be here awhile…- I swear If the crow were human I'd say he looked pissed.
