Page 22 of Forging Bonds: Part One

"At least we still have time to get the USB to Ty before it gets too late," Doc says, "We need to try and get an early night tonight so we can get our sleeping schedule on track."

"Good point," Reed frowns. "I hate jet lag."

Something has been playing on my mind since we had the vision, well a lot has, but this particular thing I think can be answered with a pretty simpleexplanation, or at least I hope it can be. Some things that I think will have simple explanations end up being more complicated than I could have ever fathomed.

"You know we told you that we witnessed the meeting in the castle, the one where Wynonna cast that silencing spell over all supernaturals to ensure that no- one could mention the blue fuckers name," I start in a somewhat long-winded way.

Sully nods, "Yes."

"Well, we know that Ty was a part of the group. I don't really know what to call all of you. But we know that he was close with you all, so why wasn't he at that meeting?"

Sully's confused expression clears, "Oh, well, in Trieneliea, Ty was second in command of the armies, so he was most likely caught up with something to do with that."

"Oh wow," Ransom says. "I had no idea that he did that. Although to be honest, it makes sense. He is incredibly good at running SID and all that entails."

Sully nods, "Yeah, that's why he was put in charge of developing SID when the gates shut. There wasn't a need for a supernatural task force before then; there was a small agency of very well-trained humans that dealt with any issues, but with the sheer amount of supernaturals that came here after the gates shut, there was a need for a bigger team, and Ty was perfect for that role."

"That's really impressive," I say.

Sully nods, "It is, and I am absolutely certain that the reason why it is so successful and why the other realms are once again calling on us for our assistance. It took a while for the other realms to realize that Ty is still incredibly good at what he does, but now they're calling him and SID a lot more often."

"I'm not surprised," Griff says. "If he was the second in command, who was the commander?"

A good question that I hadn't thought to ask.

"Ro," Sully surprises me by saying.

River frowns, "I thought Kyrous was the commander of the Warrior Teams?"

Sully nods, "He was, but he was so good at what he did that he became the commander of Trieneliea's armies, and he was fucking good at it too. He commanded the armies that fought in and won two wars before the war with the blue fucker as you called him. I actually believe that if he hadn't disappeared that he would have been instrumental in winning the war against the blue fucker, and we may not have had to close the gates."

"You said disappeared and not dead?" Raiden says, picking up on the subtle change in Sully's language.

Sully nods, but his eyebrows draw down, "It's pretty fucking difficult to kill a Berserker."

"No fucking way!" Reed grins. "He was a Berserker?"

Sully smiles and nods, "Yeah, he was the last one."

I frown, "I have no idea what a Berserker is."

"That's because they don't exist, and I thought they hadn't existed for a really long time. We get taught about them at the academy. Even though they don't exist anymore, we are still taught that we need to exercise extreme caution if we are ever to come across them. Berserkers aren't known for their calm and friendly nature. They are absolutely formidable, insanely strong, hard to kill, and by that I mean really fucking hard to kill. The usual failsafes to kill most supernaturals won't work on a Berserker," Raiden explains.

"That's incredible," I reply, my eyes wide.

"They all had various magics, but their magic tended to be in combat or attack magics. They were incredible hunters and trackers, and they terrifiedmore people than Reed did. No one wanted to go up against one, hell no one wanted to meet one, and as I understood it, how it was taught in the magical academy, is that the general consensus wasn't sad that they had died out," River adds, he started off smiling like usual but by the end, he's frowning.

Sully nods, anger igniting in his expression, "Ro had a really fucking hard life, one that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy, and although I considered him a friend, there was always an inbuilt cautiousness in him, and he never lowered his walls. He'd joke about it and would have gotten on well with River, although River is more outgoing. But it was all surface deep. He wouldn't let anyone get close to him."

"That's a horrible way to live," I mutter, sadness swirling in my stomach.

"But understandable. He had lost a lot of people early on in his life and was the only surviving Berserker after his village got attacked; he survived purely because of how insanely strong he was. He ended up at the Warrior Academy and graduated far sooner than he should have. He rose through the ranks incredibly quickly and was the youngest commander we have ever had," Sully explains, pride shining in his eyes.

We're all silent for a moment as we absorb what Sully's told us.

"I would have liked to have met him," I say honestly.

"Me too," Griff agrees.

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