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Laura didn’t know what she was expecting when they finally found Eden, but what she and the rest of the kids found was unexpected to say the least.
“Ricktor, this is Eden?” one of the girls asked. Ricktor responded with a nod. It seemed even Ricktor was surprised it was real. While it was surrounded on all sides but one with trees, the other in the side of a mountain, it stuck out like a sore thumb.
“How has this place not been found yet?” another child asked.
“That’s because we knew you were coming.” A female voice replied. Some of the children jumped, and the rest were cautious, but Laura ran to stand between them and the newcomer. With brown hair that fell in gentle waves, blue eyes, and fair skin, she didn’t look like she just came from the decrepit looking building in front of them.
“Who are you?” Ricktor questioned. The female, smiling, answered “You know me as Ursa. My real name is kinda hard here those who don’t know polish so Ursa is way easier. I’m the one who has been contacting you on the radios.” At that, Ricktor walked up to Laura and put a hand on her shoulder.
“So, this is really Eden?” the girl from before asked. Ursa grinned before nodding, “While from out here it looks unusable, trust me it is not the same inside. The few of us here try our best to make this place as undetectable as possible. So, we do what we can with nature, illusions, and technology. And so far, I think we are doing great. Now, would you all like to come in? Have a bit to eat, bathe sleep?” The children agreed quickly before following the woman inside.
However as soon as the group got to the front door they heard yelling. “JIMMY! YOU SONOFABITCH!” The door swung open to reveal a tall man with claws instead of fingernails and fangs huffing, as if he had sprinted a mile to get to the door.
Looking around at the children, he began yelling, “Where’s he hiding, huh? Can’t face me head on, just going to let children do his dirty work!”
Ursa pushed the man away from the children, “Calm down Victor. Now who’s Jimmy, and why are you this riled up over him?”
“Jimmy- Logan, he goes by Logan now- is my little brother, and let’s just say I have unfinished business with him.” Victor says before looking at the kids again. “So where is he.”
“He isn’t going to get hurt anymore by the likes of you.” Laura said, her head bowed. Victor walked towards her, smelling James more prominently on the girl, hearing what she had said. “Not if he doesn’t show himself. So, where is he?”
Laura looked up and glared, “You won’t be able to hurt him.” Victor was starting to lose his patience. “Look kid, just tell me where the fucker is, ok.”
“It doesn’t matter, you won’t be able to hurt him, no one will.” Laura was beginning to crouch feeling the urge to fight. Suddenly Victor yanked Laura by the shirt pulling her in close. “Listen here you little shit-” he stopped abruptly, sniffing the air. She smelled of Jimmy, so much so it was ingrained into her own scent, in a way that could only mean that they were related- his daughter. But that wasn’t the only thing he smelled: blood was almost as ingrained to her as Jimmy was, but that wasn’t nearly as potent as the stench of death, To smell like that one had stay with the dead longer than 30 seconds. Then it all became clear. All anger left him, and suddenly all he felt was grief.
“Oh, kid.” As suddenly as Victor grabbed at her, he had also wrapped her in a hug. Laura didn’t know what to do, he wasn’t attacking so she could use her claws, but he wasn’t letting go either. He just clung on tighter. Suddenly she got a thought, maybe this is what it would have felt like if Daddy gave her a hug. And then she couldn’t stop herself, with a scent somewhat- not entirely- like his and this embrace she cried for the father she had just found, to lose him so suddenly.
Victor continued to hold her as he walked in the door to Eden with Ursa and the rest of the kids walking behind him.