The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[HAWI]

Here in these dungeons, time was without a doubt a construct that Hawi and everyone else had no clue of. They had been at this for maybe three hours, or two, it wasn't easy to tell.

Maybe there was more that they could use to approximate, but even then it was pointless. The woman they were after was too chill, like she was in some cycle, playing games with the lot of them.

However, something seemed to change when Malika let her see her face. It was like they were witnessing history, the kind that could fuck up lives or mend them depending on the side they chose.

There was pure horror on Razia's face and that got Hawi interested in whatever the hell was going on in the woman's mind. She didn't want to imagine much, but then they wouldn't be getting out of here anytime soon.

They could as well spend their time accordingly, right?

"No! This isn't it. No. You can't be real… you died; I saw you. I saw you die. This is real.

How this isn't funny," Razia said as she struggled to catch a breath. She could feel her head spinning and she was losing control.

Her feet were wobbly already and that was also how Razia knew that this had to either be the worst of her dreams, or that this was the cruelest of all realities. The woman before her should have been a myth, Razia had interacted with protectors, but none so unhinged like the one staring so smugly at her.

The woman before her was worse than the devil himself and yet somehow fate had truly managed to pair her with the spawn of karma herself. What the fuck was this supposed to mean for Razia?

How about the future she had been so sure she had? What the heck would happen to that? Oh, but Malika was a threat to everything she held dear and Razia wasn't ready for her. Not like this, no.

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"Well, that got you trembling. You must really be scared of Malika," Hawi said humorlessly, while Razia fidgeted in the dungeon.

The woman before her was supposed to be dead and by all accounts, after everything the shadow warlocks had done to Malika or tried to do, she was supposed to be gone, forever. This just made no sense to Razia.

When Malika had said she would show Razia her true face, Hawi expected Razia to be shocked because Malika had been Jer's wife. She had expected to watch Razia Greyson unravel at the sight of the woman she had saved.

This was the woman who was supposed to be dead because of the oath that hadn't bene fulfilled by Jeremiah. However, looking at the shock on Razia's face, it was like she had seen something, or rather, someone she shouldn't have.

"I told you, Razia. I warned you against touching her. I told you and your brothers that I would come after you if you broke her heart. And you did. I bet we're doing this now, huh?" Malika said with a voice that got chills running down Hawi's spine.

Hawi wasn't scared of Malika, no, but seeing the woman so calm as her words seemed to tear apart Razia Greyson was too new. It was like there was more to the woman than Hawi knew.

"You came as Jer's wife. I knew your voice was familiar, but I couldn't quite put a finger on it," Razia said, ignoring the burn from the bars. The fact that Malika was here, was damning enough for her.

She was in a kind of hell that wouldn't let her survive, the kind that she would have to fight everything and everyone just to be safe. The only problem was that down here, no one cared about what Razia Greyson wanted or wished for.

"So, what will you do to me now? Hmm? Will you let the scrawny little kid beside you command you into this?" Razia asked even though she knew that this was a lame attack, to plant her freedom.

With Malika, however scared she was of the woman, Razia knew she stood a chance at life.

However, with Hawi, and the anger she had for the woman, there was no telling whether Razia would end up as meat for the Sicario wolves, or if she would end up looking like ashes. There was so much that she still wanted to do, poor thing.

"Unlike you, Razia. I have a reasonable Mistress. Her orders are my commands and we both know how good a soldier I am. Surely you don't expect me to betray her because of you, right?" Malika said mockingly.

She despised Razia but today was about Hawi and her revenge. Today was about Hawi getting her answers and if Malika had to help Hawi out then she would. But first, she had to let the little girl she had loved as a sister find her way through this.

"Buckle up, Razia. This is going to be a long and interesting session. Who knows how long it will take? Also, I may or may not have hinted at your survival to Atticus. I pointed them toward the protector lands.

"They will have a lot of fun today if your brother gets all cocky, hmm. Now why don't you be a good girl and give my Mistress the answers she wants, and pray to the goddess that she doesn't tell me the answers for her.

"... because Razia, if she says it, then you and I know that not even a speck of dust on your clothes will be found lingering. Be nice and be good, I'll be here for you later. We have all the time in the world, sweetheart," Malika said, winking at Razia.

Malika knew Hawi had questions but frankly, this wasn't the time for them to get to questioning each other's past. If they made it through this, then they would talk about it over chat but until then it was work hours.

"So, Razia… sweet Razia… My mother-in-law, Razia. Will you give me the answer I seek? The test phase was kind of a shocker to me, I have to admit, but then you more than anyone should understand, right?'' Hawi asked with a neutral tone.

Hawi didn't care what the fuck Razia had to say to her, really. She had already made her peace with the fact that her family was lost and they weren't ever going to come back home again.

She had known that someone was pulling the strings with Jer, and now that she had confirmed it was Razia, she had no use for the woman. That in itself should have made it easy for her to do whatever she wanted with Razia and make her pay.

However, that wasn't why she had taken Razi.

Those answers were frankly useless to her now that she had made up her mind and was after revenge. She didn't care about justice. The world could go fuck itself if it hoped that there was so petty justice Hawi was hoping for.

Hawi was back home for vengeance and vengeance only. And she wouldn't stop until she got what she wanted.

However, here and now, capturing Razia, keeping her away from her people, and making it seem like Hawi had really taken the woman for her vengeance — which was true — was just the perfect illusion that Hawi needed to create.

"Fine… what the fuck do you want to know?" Razia asked angrily as she glared at an unbothered Hawi. It was interesting how fast the tables turned because right now, Hawi wasn't sure if she wanted to feel bad for Razia or wring her neck really.

"Why did you betray my mother? She loved you like her own. She trusted you," Hawi asked as she plated with a blade on her hands. She was currently seated in front of Razia as if this was nothing to her.

Razia stared at the girl before her, the girl owed by many, the girl who was also the reason for countless deaths. Hawi was a disaster for sure, but if Hawi was that bad for fighting for herself, then who was good for them?

"She was available," Razia said and Hawi's blade dropped from her hand.

"What?" Hawi asked.

"Why… Are you deaf? I just told you Eniola was available. Is that so hard for you to understand?" Razia asked and Hawi sighed.

Before today, she had been certain that there were lines that even Razia couldn't cross, but staring at the woman before her, Hawi wasn't sure if that was possible with Razia anymore.

This woman was unhinged and Hawi could tell that she wasn't apologetic about anything. It was a realization that didn't make Hawi feel any better. If anything, it made her wonder if there was anything she could do to break the woman's spirit.

"My mother… Sicario Luna… Was it available? What the fuck does that even mean?" Hawi asked and this time, Razia looked at her like the girl had lost her mind.

However, that didn't matter because Razia was overly confident.

It was like she was certain that there was nothing Hawi could do to break her. That kind of confidence was dangerous and yet Razia wore her confidence like armor and that was what Hawi needed to get through. Perhaps Hawi would find a way right?

"You know what it means already. I don't even know why you're bothering me at this point," Razia said and Hawi just chuckled darkly.

"You're right… But does little Kurt know about it? You hid the horrible truth of your family from your little brother... I bet it would be awesome to see his face when he realizes that his older sister is nothing but a traitor, right?" Hawi asked and all the color drained from Razia's face.