Industrial Sector..

"It's only Dana and Evelyn, I don't see Sasha anywhere?" Heidi commented before turning to Emily, "Is it possible that she's alive?"

Emily just shrugged, and didn't say anything else. She had a theory in mind. Which even she wasn't willing to accept, but it was the most logical conclusion.

She supposed, she would have to wait and see, until then, she won't make any assumptions about anything Sasha related. She suddenly realised Fenrir had been quiet, so she looked back and saw her glaring at Heidi.

Her gaze must've alerted her, because when she turned to Emily, with a strained smile, full of pretence. Emily shook her head, and made plans to later speak with Fenrir about which humans deserve to die and which deserve not to die.

Emily glanced towards Phil who had been quiet for awhile. And wondered what he was thinking. Phil felt her eyes on him, and lifted his head towards her, "do you by any chance have a way to help us track down the silver-eyed werewolf?"

"That depends, what do I get out of helping you?"

"And what exactly do you want?" Phil countered with his own question.

"You said something about a settlement, I need a place to stay a week or so."

Phil's group gave each other odd looks. Emily read between the lines. They were more than happy to let her travel with her. Because in a way also benefited them. But they didn't trust her enough to bring her and Fenrir back to their settlement.

Emily supposed she couldn't exactly blame them, she and Fenrir weren't human. And as far as Phil's group knew, they had a questionable background with unclear motives. Then there's the fact, it's near impossible to trust someone who was somewhat responsible for the death of their friend.

"How about this, I'll promise not to kill anyone or cause any trouble in your settlement. Of course what I'm saying is also double edged sword, being that I won't even step in if a traitor turns out in your base. And starts causing havoc. How about it?"

Heidi the girl with some balls gave Fenrir a lingering look, and gesture towards her with her head, "what about her, will she be able to behave herself, or perhaps she will behave the same way she did over an insult and get another person's friend killed?"

There was a grudge in her tone, but Emily prayed for her sake she won't do anything stupid. Because it won't be Fenrir she'll need to worry about.

Emily turned to Fenrir, "from now on don't kill anyone without my permission, understand?"

Fenrir's wolf ears drooped low, and she hung her head in shame, and replied, "yes master."

"Good," she said, then looked at Phil's group, "do we have ourselves a deal then?" They looked each and all agreed.

"Then it's best to get going then."

Emily took the lead with Fenrir beside her, and Phil's ground following behind. Emily was getting the hang of manipulating her Lunar energy stored at the centre of her chest.

When she uses her Symbiotes, the Lunar flows through her entire body, and she feels invigorated. And her senses become even more heightened, and she could hear miles and miles away.

Right now, she was manipulating her Lunar towards her ears only. It was a madness approach, because she couldn't exactly ignore what she didn't want to hear. It was disorienting, so she her hammered her focus towards any strange sounds that wasn't human only.

It took twenty minutes for her to get the hang of it, but she did. She even found a strange way she could use her heightened senses. She was able to hear vibrations of everything and it was as if she could see with her own eyes. Despite her eyes remaining closed.

She ignored the growls of werewolves that were in groups, and focused on finding a single werewolves, since it's what she understood from Phil.

The silver-eyed werewolves are loners, even among their own kind. But thanks to their cunning and cowardice they survive longer, because they are never confrontational and always hide from strong foes.

So she was searching for a loner werewolf, and she figured she will have to rely more on the vibrations of its steps rather than the sounds of its growls. Because if it's as cunning as Phil said, it will never alert itself to other creatures.

"Hmm? Curious.." she mattered, then tagged the soul connection she and Fenrir have. And Fenrir understood without Emily saying anything. It's one of the things Emily found out when she took the time to examine her system.

Fenrir immediately disappeared, leaving a gust of wind, and two small foot sized craters behind. Everyone behind Emily gasped in shock. But Emily ignore them and focused the vibrations.

But then she got tired, and opened her eyes, not all her Lunar energy had recovered from trying to reach out on her Concept. And accidentally awaken another Sixth Symbiote, and she didn't want to risk it. Not with Fenrir not here.

She decided to give this city a good look to pass the time. Talking to other people was never her strong suit even before the end of the world. So she didn't bother striking a conversation with Phil and his friends.

Looking at this city, one thing was clear, it was now a sprawling wasteland of broken buildings and overgrown streets, with nature starting to reclaim the concrete structures.

Windows were shattered, streets lined with bodies, and abandoned vehicles. The air was thick with the stench of decay. Werewolves where everywhere even though they seemed to be fewer this days for some odd reason.

Emily remembers the first three months like it was just yesterday. The chaos that had happened, with people desperate for survival, so much so they didn't care who or what they stepped on.

The sound of growls, screams and dying hope. The horrifying things she had been exposed to, like seeing the level of cruelty her father was actually capable off. When she had been used to a kind and loving father who would reprimand both her and sister just for killing a pest.

'I wonder what that old man would think of his daughter now, probably be disappointed.'

Emily let out a self-deprecating sigh, she had expected to at least feel something other than emptiness thinking about her father, but.. nothing.

"Was I now.. hopeless?" She whispered under her breath.

When she sighed again Heidi was mysteriously by her side. She was so focused on herself she didn't even register someone beside her.

She looked at Heidi, the defiant girl, and measured her. She was a head shorter than she was, with sharp features that made her look more handsome than pretty. Her dark hair was badly cut short, but it somehow managed to fit her well with those features.

"What do you want?" Emily asked her.

She looked at Emily with a cold gaze, "where did your friend go? Killing someone's friend?"

"When are you going to let that one go, your friend is dead, move on."

"Excuse me?" Heidi clenched her hands into a tight fist. Her jaw worked, and her feature became even sharper.

Emily glanced at her Heidi's tight fist, and said "cute, but it won't do you any good, other than getting your arm shattered beyond repair."

And then she smirked, with cold eyes of her own surpassing that of Heidi's. Heidi flinched backwards before catching herself, but she didn't do anything stupid. She unclenched her hands and clicked her tongue before spitting out saliva on the concrete ground.

Heidi was about to say something when suddenly Fenrir was in front of her, she was about to scream when she realised Fenrir wasn't even looking at her.

Fenrir was looking at her master with an excited expression, "master~ I found it~" Emily smiled fondly, and patted Fenrir's head.

"Where?" She asked Fenrir. And Fenrir pointed west.

Emily noticed a sick expression of Heidi's face, which had become almost as pale as when she herself had put the fear of hell in her.

"What is it, Mrs. Heidi?" Heidi looked at her, hesitant before saying, "that's the industrial sector, where there's old factories and warehouses."

"I know, I haven't being living under a rock Mrs. Heidi, get to the point."

"Remember when I said we weren't fiends, when we first met Emily?" It was Phil who spoke. Emily turned to him, and nodded.

"Well the industrial sector is where you find this type of fiends. Actually the industrial sector is a Fiend Settlement where all the rapist, killers and cannibals live, people who are almost as bad, as those from the Prison Settlement."

"Is that so..? That's interesting.."