[HAWI]
They should have portaled... They could have... but that was never a choice.
And even if they didn't portal, the road to Sicario was a day long.
But fourteen days later, they were still on the road to Sicario.
Rukiya, Mbali, Malika, and Elodie had tried reaching out to her, but she was a shell, a mask of what had once been. She was a vessel, one that was always so empty. But this time, she was a vessel of pure rage.
She was what the horror stories talked about. She was the kind of evil that the world was scared to face. They were her friends and even they were scared of her. She was what many would call the great evil.
But she called herself her mother's daughter, her brother's sister, and better, her father's daughter. She was what had remained of the Sicario household. She was the face that had been banished more than once by many.
She was what pain and anger looked like, but even then she was the kind that still remembered the closest people to her. Maybe because Rukiya Greyson was always there to hold her hand.
Or maybe it was because her best friend was always trying to keep her sane and connected with reality. Or perhaps it was because the Jabali sisters were deadly loyal to her and would follow her to the pits of whatever hell she led them to.
After all, she was Awuor Hawi Sicario.
"It's been fourteen days... what do you think she is looking for?" Rukiya asked as they followed the blood trail that was left by Atticus.
They were walking ten feet behind her, and while she hadn't said a word to them in fourteen days, the only hope they had for her, was that whenever they stopped to eat, she would join them in silence.
"As long as her cold eyes still look at you with love, and still soften when she looks at us, just let her be. I know it might be a little hard, given we are used to her snapping at everyone or even keeping her distance.
"Things may have gotten crazy, but the only consolation we have is that she hasn't pushed us away. So don't overthink it, we'll be fine, you'll see," Elodie said as she looked at Hawi who was currently playing with one of the bones she had gotten from Atticus's spine.
They were already theory minutes into their walk today, and the pillars of the Sicario pack could be seen. They were heading home, where the mess began, and it was consoling that she was with them anyway.
"You really do understand," Rukiya said in awe.
Maybe even she would be able to learn more about Hawi than what met the eyes, right? Maybe at the end of the day, when Hawi always came home to her, she would be able to know if she was okay.
"You will too, don't worry. Right now, my sister is a warrior, and there are chances that she won't say a word unless she has to. She loves you though, so that shouldn't be a problem.
"Besides, if it's any consolation, she's never leaving again, it's obvious in her eyes," Elodie added and they all just nodded in silence as they kept moving.
They weren't sure if they would go around Sicario again, or if they would have to deal with the madness of a warlock that had gone mute from crying too much. The pain Atticus had experienced was out of this world. Read latest stories on m_v-l'e|-novelhall.net
He had been tortured by a mute woman who couldn't even say shit to him. He couldn't even negotiate with her and that scared the hell out of the warlock. His executioner was feeding him silence and that was something he wasn't used to.
Hell, he had never been forced into this kind of a position, but then there was always time for everything right?
"Alright," Rukiya said when they reached the Sicario gates.
As usual, she figured they were glamoured and no one could see them, but when they heard one of the watchers mention Hawi's name, they knew the call home had finally come.
"Two weeks later, we are at our destination," Malika said excitedly and they all cheered softly, while Hawi just kept playing with Atticus's spine.