Nevermore: of Ryn and Reese

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Reese has grown up in the world of the aftermath of a devastating war, raised by what used to be the enemy of humans: the Scintulla. Now, though, someone wants to finish off the scarce Scintulla, as revenge for the decimated human race. (endfic comp)

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14. Revenge

Ryn tends to the injured men, many of them sporting bullet wounds. Ryn digs the bullets out of the screaming men and ties up the wounds, while Targaten yells about the Dire.

"...You see how dangerous these creatures are! I don't know what it did, but it has injured you! You see? You SEE?!" yells Targaten. "I thought the genocide would be it, but even in the aftermath, they still can't help but kill us!" The men yell weakly, over half of them injured.

Ryn keeps a blank face, trying not to spew his angry retorts of, Well, you killed millions of Scintulla. Does that not count as genocide? Especially my father, and It was just defending itself, and...Reese?...because you were shooting at them. Any creature would do the same. You're just a jack-

"New boy, you have any comment?" asks Targaten. Ryn lets the anger on his face show.

"I'm tending bullet wounds. We should give them a taste of their own medicine," lies Ryn, guilt ebbing at him. 

"Could've said it better myself," says Targaten. "But he gets it. We will not stand for this...assault! We will rise up!"

Isn't that what you've been doing? 'Neutralizing threats', you once said, Ryn thinks bitterly.

They patch up the men best they can, and leave a few of the too injured ones to die.

"We will go the opposite direction of the wolf. I have a feeling it will go back." Targaten smiles cruelly. "And maybe we'll get to kill some of his friends." Ryn yells along with the men.

They race to the forests on horse, heading north.

"I have friends in the forest, the women of our group. They are not so skilled as the men, but will make do," says Targaten. "They mainly just cook and gossip all day."

Ryn rolls his eyes at the misogyny.

The approach the gates where several women are. 

"Who goes there?" ones yells, wielding a crossbow.

"It is I, Targaten," calls he. The gates open and they are ushered into a camp, where he sees several women with bandages and makeshift slings. "What happened here?" asks Targaten, dismounting his horse.

"A wretched girl," spits one of them women, who wears a sling. "We spared her life, and she used that bloodmancy on us. Nearly killed several of us, but we're all right." She spits again. "And those blasted demons! They were with her!" Ryn pales a bit. 

"Revenge!" yells a woman, firing her pistol. There are shouts from the men and women. Ryn yells along.

"Alright, alright!" yells Targaten. Everyone quiets. "It seems war has been waged upon us by the demon-things. Earlier today, the men were attacked by a wolf creature." There are growls. "Somehow it reflected our bullets, and wounded many of us, and even killed a few!" There are cries of outrage. "We will have our revenge at dawn, heading south!"

"Revenge!"

"ReVenGe!" 

"ReVENge!"

"REVeNgE!"

"REVENGE!"

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