Tracking Down the Dragon – Chevalier

After twenty minutes Trix broke the verbal silence. “Can I get some Mountain Dew and chocolate?”

I nodded. “You want anything Truth?”

“Coffee, please.”

“Alright. I’ll get you some hacker food.” I stood up and left the room.

I knocked on Dae’lin’s door. “I need to get some caffeine for the computer geeks to make progress. Someone needs to make sure Truth stays safe.”

Dae’lin nodded. “I’ll watch him myself.” She opened the door and removed the air weave and replaced it with her own. She sat down at the head of the table and watched the progress while I headed down to the cafeteria.

I ordered a pizza from the cefetria in addition to picking up mountain dew, chocolate and coffee. I also picked up a few protein bars as it might be awhile for anything else other than that. I didn’t mind being an errand boy. But I would prefer to remain with Sage while he was in the presense of an enemy dragon.

Dae’lin and Sage were chatting when I walked in. She smiled up at me. “Your friend here has found a legal means of fixing our problem.” She stood up and shook Sage’s hand. “Thank you Truth. You certainly are a useful person to have around.”

I put down a bottle of Mountain Dew for Trix and the chocolate she asked for. I’d actually gotten M&M’s, Milk and Dark Chocoloate for her to choose from since I wasn’t sure what she wanted. I gave Sage his coffee and he smiled back at me. “I ordered pizza for later – figured everyone ate pizza.”

Trix just smiled and sipped at her drink. “He’s hard to find. Truth I could use your help.”

Sage looked at the screen that was her and nodded. There was no small talk as the two hackers started back again at their jobs.

I sat down and watched Sage. I didn’t really understand anything that was going on. But I could see the patterns in the code. The way things returned. How his gift manipulated the data stream as it left his fingers. He manipulated the computer as much as he did the code. It made me wonder how much of it was his knowledge or his gift.

I put my hand on his shoulder and he glanced at me. “I have a question when you have a moment.”

Sage finished up. He nodded. “What’s up?”

“Do you know you are using your ability? I mean are you knowingly manipulate the machine while you are writing code?”

Sage looked at me with a questioning look and shook his head. “I guess not since I’m not doing anything different since I found out I was a technopath.”

I nodded. “I can find you a technopath to show you.”

“If you like. I guess it would be good to know what’s going on.” Sage smiled.

I stood up and let them get back to work. “I’m just going to be outside the door.” I stepped outside and let the glass door close behind me. I called the one person who I knew could help Sage in the long run. I could have called Ant to get us in touch, but then I’d have to explain to Ant and he’d have to explain to Jack and then it wouldn’t necessarily translate right.

So I dialed Jack’s personal number. He answered, “You know I’m in Italy right?”

“Yes, Jack I know. I’ve a question/favor to ask of you of a personal nature not business related.”

“Color me intrigued. Let me guess you want me to hook you up with Truth.” Jack giggled over the line.

“Actually, no. I managed that all on my own well before you introduced me.”

“So Ant tells me. What do you want then?” Jack asked.

“My Wicked Truth is a technopath. But he was never taught control or even what he’s doing. He eventually managed to take control of his power and stop damaging everything, but he’s clueless to it. He didn’t know until I said something.”

Jack sighed. “His parents should have taught him. It’s a recessive genetic trait. The likely hood of it transmitting into a family without the knowledge of what they are is very rare, even if it skips a generation.”

I nodded knowingly. “His parents died when he was three. He bounced around foster care systems until he got caught hacking, and his adoptive parents took him in and later adopted him.”

“Fuck!” Jack blurted out. “Yeah. I can help him when I get back. But I don’t know how much help I’m going to be if he’s already using it.”

“Show him how you use it. Teach him to see it. He doesn’t know what he’s doing it’s instinctive, don’t change that, just help him see it.” I said.

Jack laughed. “I’ve always wanted to meet the Wicked Truth in person. I hear he’s hot.”

I rolled my eyes. “He is. He’s mine.”

Jack laughed. “We’ll see about that. Maybe he’d make a good master.”

“Jack, he’s mine.” I said flattly.

“Yeah, yeah. You won’t share?” He joked.

“Not on your life.” I smiled. “Thank you Jack. I owe you.”

Jack laughed. “Me personally?”

I nodded. “Yes Jack. I owe you. Not Cari, not Ant – you!”

“Wow! A Venatori favor of my very own. I know what I can ask of you, but I won’t – not yet anyway. I might think up something else.” Jack hung up the phone before I could comment on it. Jack’s sort of payment could be very dangerous.

I went back into the fishbowl and sat down next to Sage. He grinned at me, “What was that about?”

“Told you I’d find you a technopath. He’s in Italy right now but when he gets back he said he’d help.”

Sage turned to look at me, “You mean Chevalier is a technopath.”

I nodded. “Yeah. He is.”

“I thought other magic didn’t work on human paths.” Sage said confused.

“That’s true most of the time. I think that most species don’t want to contaminate themselves with human magic honestly that’s what the Aeternus did when they created the Venatori. Primeval vamps and the First therians and the dragons really, don’t want to dilute their lines with the mortality of the human race.” I grinned. “But that’s my theory.”

Sage asked, “So you think, if they’d tried I could have been a wolf?”

I shrugged. “Yeah. But we’ll never know. Unless that’s what you want?”

Sage shook his head. “I think I have a problem turning furry once a month.”

I grinned. “Nothing wrong with turning furry once a month. It comes with other advantages as well.”

“Are you trying to talk me into it?” Sage laughed.

“Not at all. I’m just saying if the only thing you see as a negative is turning furry once a month then there might be room for Danny and Adrian to convince you otherwise.”

Sage shook his head. “Maybe before I met you I might have taken the risk. But I don’t want to die now.”

I grinned. “Well I’d help you through it if you wanted me there. But all in all it’s your decision and I’m happy with you the way you are so I’m not trying to talk you into anything.”

Sage nodded and stared at his screen like he was thinking. I didn’t know what he was thinking about – and I wasn’t about to ask. It was his decision.

The Last Phoenix (in order)