Chapter 4

On the mountain, Drata shakes his head. "Look at how helpless you are all by yourself. Now where did they go?" asks an archbishop.

"You will never get the answer out of me. You lap dogs are only good for listening to orders and not questioning them."

"Don't you see Drata, the nine stars and the nine revolutions signify more then their talent. Especially with the strange natural phenomenon that appeared at their birth. They are to dangerous to be left alone in the care of some nobodies."

Laughter springs out of Drata, "Me a nobody. You all don't know me. Clearly you have forgotten who I truly am. My years of leaving others alone to protect my son seem to have misled you all."

"Drata you aren't strong enough to kill us all when you're surrounded. Now you may live, as long as you tell us where they are, or where they are going."

"No can, do little one. I had stopped my life and death training long ago. But now. Now it is time for me to kill all of you and reunite with my family."

"Men take him down."

Disappearing into the wind he says, "I have warned you all."

"Wind walkers find him."

With a loud bang one of them appears from within the wind. "It's too much. He is far stronger than we thought."

Another one flies out, "Careful he has." the guy head flies off before he can say anything else.

After a few minutes the archbishop says, "You are a family truly trying to destroy the world. Why else would you have those."

Laughter fills their ears. "Destroy the world. Why would I or my family do such a thing. We live here, it does no good to destroy the world. Unless you mean we will destroy your way of life. Regardless of what such hypocritical, indoctrinated, scared people think. I will protect my family."

With a wave of his hand several strong presences rush towards them. While he attacks the archbishop. After sustaining a few injuries he manages to come out as the victor. Before he could rejoice, he dismisses the summons, and a woman descends down on him.

Before he could react she attacks him and nocks him out. Picking him up she flies away from the mountain.

When Drata wakes up he sighs, 'looks like I've been captured. Good thing I had him do it.'

As someone enters he says, "So it was you all who managed to do so. What do you think lapdogs such as you all, will get out of me?"

"Brother it has been to long. Now we aren't lapdogs. You will tell us what we want to know."

"Inconsequential punishments and torture will never get me to say what you want. You all threw me out. I won't consider you all family any more. My true family is safe going forward. I will keep them safe as well."

"Brother, I am sorry to inform you that's not how it's going to work. We will bring you back into the family wether you like it or not."

"You don't know any enslavement techniques. Those who do can't break my mind and will. All you will be doing is wasting your time."

Shaking his head Drata's brother walks out the cell. After a few minutes Drata says, "So it was you mom. Do you miss your son that much, that you had to do it personally. Or do you just want to know the same thing as everyone else. But above all you are here to try and enslave me."

"You haven't changed at all Drata. You still despise us after all this time. You seem to think we can't get what we want while still giving the church what they want."

Laughter ensues, "Still trying to say it's a cooperative relationship. How far the once grand Fier Clan has fallen. And you all think I want to come back. We had a falling out. Don't think you can enslave me as you wish."

Waving her hand she smiles, "But my little Drata it is possible. Now don't resist your mother's embrace."

Looking up he laughs, "Do you even know how to break my mind and will? If not dream on."

After a few minutes a frown appears on her face. Shaking her head she walks out, followed by Drata's laughter.