"Raven!"
The shout casued Raven to spin around and she was surprised to see her brother standing in the hallway. "Reynard?", she asked when she spotted the jaunty red fox leaning against the wall with a soda in one hand and his other hand shoved into the pocket of a denim jacket he was wearing. The cut of the jacket was athletic and showed off Reynards physique well. "What are you doing here?" This last question was phrased more like a command.
"I could ask you the same thing", said Reynard with a sneer as he straightened up and walked towards her. "Rumor has it...you're dead."
Raven put her hands on her hips and stared defiantly at her brother. "Obviously I'm not dead and I frankly don't understand what would lead you to believe such a foolish thing."
Reynard grinned a wicked grin and pulled out a copy of the Texas Independant Press, the standard newspaper of the realm when one wants reliable news. Reynard unfolded the paper with one hand, just letting the headline drop open in front of Raven's face. She was shocked to read the headline...EARLY MORNING KIDNAPPING FOILED.
Raven lowered her voice, "What does this have to do with me?"
"Line 22, I quote 'the dead vixen found at the bottom of the shaft was identified as a member of a mysterious terror and criminal organization known only as The Order of the One.' , does that sound like anyone we might know?"
"Obviously, it's some sort of mistake or a lie.", said Raven.
"Why?", asked Reynard. "It was you're mission. If your not dead, it means you failed. Either way, the family will get you. You might as well have stayed in the bottom of the shaft." Reynard pulled his finger out of his pocket and pointed it like a gun at his sister. He winked and clucked his teeth in a cocky way and said "See you a round." Reynard stalked off down the hall. Just then...
Thu Dec 20 23:53:46 2001