Lost Girl

Sarah sat on the sidewalk by herself, pondering over the recent events. The revelation of Martha's identity, The half-breed, and finally the disappearance of Blake. Those things went in and out of her mind like a rollercoaster.

She felt kinda sick.

The crowd had began to disperse. One of the Shield agents who had gone down there, Timothy, or so she thought was his name was, was addressing the paparazzi. Martha was pacing up and down, still pissed off. Klaus was nowhere in sight. And the bad batch had gone to look for Blake, or what was left of him, with the exception of Zhao Fan, who has fallen asleep beside her, her head resting on Sarah's lap, while drooling. It was funny, noone would ever suspect that she had killed over 30 people in a single night at the mere age of 10. She was her age but still a killer was a killer. But talking with her in the past had made her forget that. Zhao was just someone who loved to have fun and fool around, as well as being a very skilled Inquisitor. She and Rebecca.

Rebecca Stone. She had joined around the same time as Barry and Jake. They had literally been inseparable alongside Sarah, who had also been with Rebecca the entire time. She and her sister had lost their parents to daemon, and had literally become orphans, taking in by the former Prime Ishaan Pavithra.

Then more and more guys joined, Sakura and Shino, Aaron and Leticia, Martha and Jacques, and then finally, Kyler. But all that was in the past.

Rebecca was not here. She was on a mission. But the more the days went by, the more she began to doubt that, that her sister was really alive and well. Could she be dead? Buried in an unknown place by an unknown person? It wasn't right to think about such things, but then she couldn't help it.

"Focus, Sarah," she told herself. "Focus." Thinking about such things wouldn't help her in anyway. It would only hinder her. Having to many thoughts during a period like this was not something an Inquisitor did.

But right now, she could only wait. There was nothing to do bit wait. Besides, the man, Dr. Vott recognized her. Maybe he knew something. Sarah shook her head. She needed to occupy herself with something. Anything. Training.

Well that was also out of the equation, thanks to the sleeping Zhao Fan.

"Hello," a voice in font of her made her turn. She looked up to see the man in front of her.

"Ah..." She said, "You must be..."

"Dr. Vott." He said with a smile, "May I sit beside you, Miss Stone."

"S... Sure."

Dr. Vott sat beside her and sighed.

"A lot of events happening all at once, makes my head ache just thinking about it."

"Yeah, " she said, "Far too many. "

"But you seem calm about the whole ordeal."

" Well, I have seen a lot of action in my life, so you could say that I'm kinda expecting it all the time."

"Really?" Dr Vott exclaimed, "That means that you've been in the Inquisition for a long time."

"I grew up in the Inquisition."

"Fascinating. But that means you saw all the events of the 2nd Daemon Incident."

"Well... No, not really. I was taking away from most of the stuff, so I didn't really see much. "

" Ah... "

The two sat in silence for awhile, allowing Sarah to analyze the man beside her. He was in his early thirties and he seemed well informed as well as intellectual. His eyes seemed as though they wanted to see everything in the world. And then there was the symbol that was stamped on the back of his coat. An Anchor with a skull at it's base. Weird. She had never seen them before. Some kind of secretive organisation of some sort. But Klaus had mentioned them, which meant that the Inquisition knew about them.

"Um..." She began, "Did you know Rebecca Stone. My sister."

"Ah... Well, I can't say I know her, it's just that I've seen her around before. I never forget an Inquisitor's face."

"Never.?"

" Never. You guys do an amazing job, if I do say so myself. It amazing how you can risk so much and not feel a thing about it."

"We do." Sarah said, "But we just have to concentrate on the reason that we fight. "

" And what if that reason was a lie, or does not exist anymore? "

Sarah looked at him in the eyes and smiled.

"Then I guess we'll just have to find another reason."

Dr. Vott looked at her and smiled back. "I guess so." He looked up for awhile, lost in thought, before turning back to her.

" By the way, you do know that your licht energy is unproportional, right? "

" Huh? "

" It's not channeling properly. Do you experience exhaustion after fighting. "

" Well yeah. But I've worked on my stamina to make up for it. "

" Impressive. But that wouldn't be enough. "

" Didn't really get time to train. And I bet a lot of guys have that same problem. "

"On the contrary, they don't. Most standard licht energy users control their licht energy flow unconsciously. Out of habit. You do it consciously."

" Wait, what?" Sarah exclaimed, almost jumping up. "You mean everyone else just use a licht energy like it's a walk in the park? "

" Precisely. "

" How do I do that then?"

" Try breathing in and out...."

" Just that.... "

"....while channeling your energy. And let your mind be blank. Think of nothing but breathing in and out. " Dr. Vott said as he stood to leave, "You'll get the hang of it in no time."

Dr. Vott approached Spen, the latter who was crouched on the ground, writing on the sand. An old habit of his.

"Still reminiscing of the past I see. "

"Still not minding your own business. " Spen retorted.

"C'mon. If it annoys you about that you can... "

"I'm talking about the girl, Sarah."

"Ah." Dr. Vott scartched his head. "Well, what can is say, she is connected to the half-breeds after all."

"Which is why we can't tell her. "

"She deserves to know. Besides, if there is a way to save the half-breeds, are we not entitled to give her hope?"

"And if we can't? "

"Then... " Dr. Vott paused and continued, "Then she is entitled to at least, say goodbye. That, at least, is the one best thing she can do, boy."

Spen grit his teeth, turning to him.

"You know, you're too kind, right? So kind that it hurts."

"Yeah, I know. It's the one thing about me that I can't seem to let go." Dr. Vott said as he walked away.

"Yeah." Spen said, "Which makes you kinda boring"