And I'm back again! Hope you enjoy this new chapter, and yea... Like I always say before: I OWN NOTHING!

But I did forget to mention that this might be a short fanfic. I don't know yet though. I guess I'll just have to wait to see how I feel about it in a couple more weeks. Anyways onto the story!

Rating: T 17 and up.

Raven is forced to run against the clock to find Henry before he dies. Hopefully, she can remain anonymous enough before she can realize why she can't talk or scream. But when she does, the world better make way for the banshee, for she returned.

I quickly run off of the highway, the items Jimmy gave me are in my jacket pockets, and the notepad is in the crook of my elbow as I run, escaping sight of any possible witnesses. But due to the fact that I landed on a highway located in modern suburbia, it made that very difficult. Cars were rushing by me, some of them were trucks with men in the back, who were paying attention to my current wardrobe rather to my current condition. My boyshorts were scarped on the sides, and on the butt cheek region, it was a little more worse; I landed on my butt when the pod hit the ground, so a section of the fabric came off with it, revealing a small part of the flesh of my rear end.

I zipped up my leather jacket and continued to running from the scene.

The last thing I needed was to get arrested for public indecency.

After about thirty minutes of running from cops, I eventually found my way to the first address. I found an old brown house with a couple broken windows and rat droppings on the outside. But as even as disgusted as I was, still managed to follow the notes Jimmy written down.

'Step #1: find the key under the ugly brown rock in the front yard.'

Ugly brown rock? The whole damn yard is trashes! How the hell is that helpful?! This entire house looks like a ugly brown rock! I got on my hands and knees and began searching the ones infront of me. After a couple minutes, I picked one up and i noticed it had a lighter feel to it than the others ones did. I scraped it against the sidewalk, and sure enough the damned thing was plastic. I twisted it, and it popped open, then a key fell out. I grabbed it and went to the door to open it, but when I touched the handle of he door, the freaking door fell off its damned hinges and landed with a giant slam!

I groaned and just went in. I then brought,out the notepad and read the next step to find this mystery man know as Henry.

'Step #2: look for the iPad under the old dusty desk.'

Finding that was definitely faster than finding the key. Under the desk in the living space, was a leather suitcase and inside was an iPad in a red case. I turned it on, and... It needed a freaking password! I looked in the book again and Jimmy didn't write it down! I just started typing in random phrases and words, and didn't have any luck unlocking it. I went through the book, and found a sentence of words written very weirdly. It didn't spell anything, and it looked like some of the letters were written backwards. I sat down trying to decipher the words, then it came to me; the password was written in backwards, and if shown in a mirror, it would read a sentence which, I'm really hoping is the password. I went to the bathroom, where a mirror was, and looked at the reflection of the sentence which read: "Dantes Infern0."

Not the strangest thing to have as a password, but a sneaky way for sure. I typed it in, and the homescreen showed a picture of a mystery man. He had short brown hair, and green eyes. He was quite... Handsome. I looked back in the book, and read the next step.

'Step #3: type in local brothels."

Brothels?! If either of those are in a brothel right now, I swear to god, I'll neuter them!

I do as the step says to, and the screen pops out the closest one. I found that the there is one around five blocks from here called "The Courtians hookup". I write down the address and pack everything up. But before I left, I went into the floor bedroom, and went through the drawers. Apparently Jimmy knew I would need new clothes and kept some jeans and shirts my size in the drawers. I picked up a pair of ripped black jeans and a skin tight tanktop. But before I put them on, I noticed I didn't have any underwear on, and if the same thing happens again, there's no way in hell I'm gonna let some douchebags see my bare ass! I look through the other drawers, but instead of finding a pair of undies, I find two pistols, loaded, with spare clips, a tacital knife, and a leather harness. But there were underwear in the bottom drawer. Not that I wasn't grateful for the weapons, I was just more excited for the underwear. I eventually did find some in the bottom drawer and I picked out a pair of black boyshorts, then I took off my torn clothing. I put everything together, and when it was all said and done, I noticed I was missing shoes! I looked in the closet, and found a red pair of heels, and a paid of combat boots. Although the heels were cute, I doubt I could run or fight in three-inch stilettos. I also found another bag with my name on it. I pulled it out, and opened it. Inside it was a change of clothing that were for men, and a note.

'For Henry when ya find him! It'll help him look more inconspicuous.'

I throw the bag next to the desk were the laptop was, and I put the combat boots on, and I saw myself in the mirror.

I like the outfit, perfect for combat, but then I looked at my face and hair... Holy crap! I look like I just got hit by a car! My crimson hair is standing on all ends, and I doubt this place has running water. I look around the bathroom, and found a small comb, which I began using to straighten out my long hair, and it took several minutes, but at least I look presentable now. I also found some makeup too. Nothing much; Kohl black eyeliner, black baked eyeshadow, and a tube of skin tone liquid lipstick. At first I thought it would be ridiculous, but then it hit me that if I looked different, Akan may have a little more difficulty trying to spot me in a crowds if I wore a little bit.

I applied the eyeliner to my water line and tight line, then I patted on some black eyeshadow lightly to my lid, and put on the nude lipstick. One thing I finally noticed about me, other than the fact that I looked a lot better than before, was my eyecolors; my left eye was a reddish hazel, and my right was a bright blue. This strangely reminded me of my childhood where the 3-D glasses were red and blue.

But with all that aside, I got focused on my task; finding Henry at the next location. I took the battery cores, the bag of extra clothes and shoved them in the suitcase Jimmy left the iPad in, grabbed everything I needed, including the spare clips, and tacital knife, and took off to the brothel.

The door was open, and I heard loud dancing music, and giggles.

Something one would expect inside a brothel.

I noticed a back door, and run to the back, keeping a tight hold on my pack, and when I find a quick place for me to look up the next step, I pull out the notepad, and learn my next course of action.

"Step #4: Find Henry in the room and me in the far back. But avoid security."

They are here! Ugh... I'm really going to regret this aren't I? But, he did help me get away from Akan, so I really owe him one. As well as a good solid punch to the nuts. I get up and go through the unlocked door that led me to the kitchen. There, I remained unknown as I ran through, all the way to the back of the building. Before I opened the door, I heard yelling coming from the other side. I listened carefully, and heard one man talking and multiple people murmuring. I think they belonged to women. But I distinctively remembered that mans voice; it was Jimmys. He sounded drunk though.

"Where is this blasted woman?!" He yells as I hear a bottle break. "Henry! Hold on mate. She'll be here soon enough. Hopefully that crazy bastard Akan hasn't found her yet."

Immediately, I opened the door, making the other woman in there shriek as the door breaks, and what I found back there was something I wasn't expecting. Jimmy looked like he was having the time of his life, his hair a muzzled mess, and he was wearing only a leopard print speedo, with several half-naked and completely naked attractive women around him and another man on the ground . He was staggering around the room with a bottle in his hand and other man was laying on the ground next to him, with the prostitutes slowly backing away from him.

He... He was the man in that picture on the laptop! Is this Henry?

As if he unconsciously read my mind, Jimmy looked to me and laughed.

"Ahh! You're finally here!" He said settling his bottle on a table. "Just in time too! I see you've met Henry..." He fell on the table, making the other women in the room shriek. "Common social standards aside, rip open his chest, and pull out the battery in his chest, and replace it with the one in your pocket. And make it snappy! He's got three minutes left."

I look at him with a "are you freaking kidding me" look, but he doesn't see it, as he passes out on the table almost instantly. Ugh...

I get down in front of Henry, and it looks like this guys gone through hell and back; his face is really bruised like he had been beaten severely, and he has a split lip with blood running down to his chin.

I kneel down in front of him and take out my knife to cut open his shirt. I see three large cuts on his entire chest, and I notice that they're not completely healed. I grab the one closer to the center of his chest and I pull it up. I then do the same thing to the other cuts, and... What the fuck?! His entire chest looks like it belongs to a cyborg or something! Ignoring my thoughts, and pull out his life battery. I grab his old one, and yank it out.

His body then goes into a seizure, and this obviously wasn't a good sign. I attach the new one and he stops moving. I press my head against his chest, and I can hear a heartbeat, slowly and steady. I can then hear him breathing, and I feel his chest rise and fall with each breath.

Pulling back, I see his face. His eyes are wide, and looking up at the ceiling. I shake his shoulder, and he looks at me. His eyes are a beautiful blue, and manly features become more clear to me.

I wave at him, oppose to saying hello. I still can talk, but I then see Jimmys phone. I grab it and type into his notepad which had a 'read out' option.

I type in 'Hello Henry. My name is Raven. Jimmy brought me here to help you'. I press the option and it reads my message out loud in a robotic voice.

I stand up and hold my hand out to him to help him up. He accepts and he stands up, a little staggery like Jimmy but not in a drunk way.

He points to the phone, and I give him it. I remembered that Jimmy said he couldn't talk like me, so this was basically the only we could talk to people.

He types in a few words before hitting the read out loud button.

'Are you Akans wife? The one Jimmy told me about?'

I grab the phone from and type in my response. 'Supposedly his wife. I can't remember much. I woke up not too long ago, and everything has been blurry since. Jimmy found me and led me to you.' I pulled out the notepad and showed him the steps Jimmy wrote out.

He grabs the phone and types. 'You wouldn't happen to have an extra shirt would ya?'

I nod and pull out the black shirt I got from the bag full of mens clothing, handing him it. He takes off his torn shirt and jacket as he pulls on the fresh shirt. I notice his knuckles, and compared them to mine. They're very similar, and I then notice his wedding band.

I grab the phone again and type. 'You married?'

He nods, and grabs the phone. 'Akan has my wife Estelle. I'm trying to find her.'

I nod and then grab the phone again, but before I could type anything, we suddenly hear a loud bang coming from the front of the brothel, and screams coming women and men, as well as gunshots.

I type in a sentence before pulling out one of my guns from my harness.

'That can't be good.'

Thanks for reading, sorry for the late update, and I shall be back soon!