the best fighter her King had seen in decades and so her mate was always required to stay at the Sect. When she was far into the mountain she felt something snap inside her and then she could no longer feel her mate.
When she managed to get close to the camp she felt them, strange pulls that she never felt, and the pulls of her Sect were all missing. She hid herself far enough away that she could not feel any of them, but she could see them. There were at least twenty men and she was not trained enough to take on twenty men. She watched them with their guns and their fire. They shot down all the animals and set fire to all the homes. Etana could see all the ash and the flowers that grew inside them. Once she saw the men leave she ran to the home that was hers. She saw her mate’s ash, but she knew she could not mourn him that night. She grabbed all of his weapons and anything else she could carry, but the weapons were her priority.
She spent ten years in the mountains training herself with his weapons. She started with his knives. He had already started to train her with them so she knew how to hold them. She just needed to learn to become one with them. Once she had mastered his throwing knives she moved on to his whip. The whip took a lot longer to master because she kept catching herself with the end of it. It took her another three years to get her body into the shape she thought she needed it.
After thirteen years of training herself in the mountain, she joined the Israel army. There she learned all kinds of hand to hand maneuvers and how to use a gun. She did her mandatory time of two years in the army and then set out on her own. She wanted to hunt them all down and protect any Dragon that was left alive. She had heard in those rumors that the killing was everywhere and not just her Sect.
She hunted the men down as they had hunted her mate down. She was on a revenge mission and they were the ones that were going to pay. Etana had only the money she earned while she served in the army so she traveled on foot everywhere. She had only ever run into the men when she went to large cities. So far she had only killed six of them. They were becoming harder and harder to find and it had been twenty two years since she had felt another full-blood. So when she arrived in this little seaside town in France she was curious. It was at a school that she saw the full-blood. It was a young girl no more that seventeen and Etana could tell that this girl had not found her mate yet.
She watched the girl for a moment and then saw that the girl was headed toward her. It caught her off guard and she was not sure what she should say to her.
“Hi” the girl greeted
“Hello little one, do you know what I am?” Etana asked. She saw how young the girl was and was unsure if the girl knew the truth.
“My real parents told me last night, but you are the first other person I have felt and I didn’t believe them.” The girl said to her and then it had clicked in Etana’s mind. This girl’s parents were near.
“You need to little one. You are in danger out in the open. Tell me where I can find your parents? I would like to speak with them. Are those yours?” Etana had noticed the men that followed the girl and wanted to make sure that she was indeed safe.
“They are. My parents hired four of them. The other two are at home and will be here after school, so I am fine for now. Thank you. You can’t find my parents unless you go to Ireland. They left either last night or this morning.” The girl informed her and then Etana remembered the rumors about the Sect in Ireland. Her King talked of it often, but he always sounded jealous of the Sect there.
“Rumors are true then or they are trying to follow them. Tell me where you live I would like to make sure there are none around you or following you.” Etana demanded. As soon as the words were out of her mouth a shill beeping noise went off on both of the men following the girl.