The Native Chapter-VI

Ashes, bodies, and half burned tents... It was his long-forgotten childhood who greeted him when he arrived at his former people's hideout. He was walking among ruins as if it was a nightmare. There were no living beings, there was nothing standing, everyone was massacred, and everything was burned to the ground. For years, he was part of a band of criminals which he despised silently and fled away when the time came. However, his tears washing down dirt of his face, was proving him the truth, those people who were monsters to many (including Raven when he was a child) and who lay still now were his only family alive. He was feeling his orphanage greatly. At the ground he noticed the torn fabrics of red coats, it was the doing of the army in the Colony. Settlers of the new world did search vast wilderness on the shore of American continent and when they failed to find the runaways, they tried to interrogate the Free Folk which (they learnt from natives) Raven belonged to. The result was a catastrophe. The orphan who came to understand all this fell on his knees and screamed his revenge up to the sky. His spirit was burning with the lust for vindication.

For days Raven travelled from town to town and collected necessary information to realize his vengeance. His espionage was so effective that Catherine de Medici would recruit him to his court as a spymaster. He was informed with the name behind this grimness and located his place. It was Sir John Nicholson, the infamous governor of the Colony and the general of the redcoats garrisoned in Fort Greenwood. His life as the sickly child of a Black Smith changed when he joined British Navy. After then he climbed his path to knighthood by giving numerous casualties to the natives where the British Imperialism claimed for itself. His extermination of the people of the plains paved his way to becoming the general and iron-fisted ruler of the Colony. It was him who stole Raven's family two times. Finally, Raven got to know his nemesis which he was not aware of its existence before. "It would be slow and painful" Raven swore to himself. His mind was busy with his plan and his heart was occupied with hatred so there was no place left for his pregnant wife at that moment.

When night fell upon the woods, Little Raven fell upon Fort Greenwood. He jumped above three impaled heads and climbed the wall. There were only minutes between his entrance to the Fort and the death of night guards. He was moving in stealth without a sound, not even inhaling or exhaling. The mansion of general was standing high in front of him yet there were no guards around. He was determined to seize the chance. The door was locked but it was not a problem for a burglar such as Raven. As he entered and went downstairs, he detected an untrue part of his intelligence. He was greeted by the empty cages in the dungeon. As his mind was busy with figuring out how to find the correct building in the danger outside, a familiar figure, his eye caught. It was a half dead woman chained to wall. Raven walked to her with a visible terror and a confused unbelief on his face. It was his wife, he forgot to care.

When Raven left the cabin, Daisy was already pregnant with his child for months and the birth was incoming. Since her husband was away for longer than she imagined, their supply ran lower, and her health deteriorate due to poor nutrition and anxiety. Finally, she gave a premature birth in a lonely house in the woods screaming to death. Both the Daisy and the newborn were going to die if they would not find by two fur smugglers operate in the far north to avoid officers. Three men who were far away from the women for a long time was grateful for this gift and happy to ravish the poor girl. And they would do so if one of them would not realize her face and convinced others to save the woman. After all, they would lay with as many women as they want in the whorehouse with prize money and pardoned for their crimes for such a noble action. The governor was happy for this gesture and welcomed them to dinner. When the feast ended, the men went to sleep as honor guests, dreaming their bright future. Unfortune to them, the sadistic game of generals ended with the awakening of them in the middle of town on a wooden platform. The mad man did feed his guests to slaughter them as pigs in morning for the enjoy of dwellers. During this play, the mother of the newborn was treated by a doctor then after an approval of health moved to the dungeon.

Daisy barely finished her story as Little Raven burst into tears. He was regretting his ignorance and lack of love for his beloved wife. He dared to ask if their child was alive and learned the truth of what he was afraid of. Yet it was no time to mourn. After a work of an hour Daisy was free of chains. She was hardly stand and was in visible pain. Even though hardships they managed to reach the hill outside. However, the soldiers were already alarmed and after them. He begged Daisy to run but the poor woman had no power to fulfill this wish. As his heart beats like a horse's, a bullet sound whizzed in his ears. There was a hole where Daisy's heart should be, and blood was pouring like a champagne burst from an opened bottle. He fixed his eyes upon the enemy and saw the man ripped him of everything. The smoke was rising from the gun of Sir Jhon Nicholson, killer of his every family he ever has. He wanted to rip his nemesis's heart out. He wanted to drink his blood. He wanted to feast with his flesh. He wanted to torment him in hell for all eternity. But none of these happened, poor thing's legs obeyed a mysterious power and moved him into the forest where redcoats lost sight of him. Now he was running to the unknown without fatigue, without emotions, without consciousness. He was in hysteria, he was locked in blankness of his mind and trees, hills, rocks... All was passing by him. When he reached his destination, he fell onto the ground. He was growling like an animal and attacking the earth. He was punching, scratching the soil, and marking it with his blood. He digged up without a stop until the dawn.