“I need some more. Get me some more!.....Dont question me women!! Her father grunted loudly and then turned his eyes to her brother Zethas. He was drunk, she could see her father was drunk. Drunk and raging at having no Thistle around. She hid in the corner. If she stayed here he wouldn't pay any attention to her, but then again he never paid any attention to her anyway.
“ZETHAS! COME HERE!. Did you take my supply?!”
“You know what the punishment is for that!”
She turned her eyes away from the scene trying to block out her brothers yelps of pain.
Escape...one day she'll escape....escape...
Shaking her head violently Relena tried to dislodge the memories from her head, which was easier said than done now that Zethas had come crawling back into her life. She had escaped the family home all those years ago, living in Murder Row keeping a low profile, until the Thorns attracted her attention. She was proud to be one, it gave purpose to her life. Someone to talk to, laugh with, share confidences with..
And now Zethas....Zethas with his childlike beheviour...his coughing...his almost neediness to be like her..wanted to join them.
And so she had taken him to Brill to meet with Deathmaster Bodikai, why did she even bother?
In her own words the meeting was a disaster, Zethas proved to her that he hadn't changed, he was still the scared kid of years ago. He was even scared of the Deathmaster!
But still she went with Zethas and Serpiente towards Redridge to hunt alliance as the Deathmaster wanted proof of her brothers “skills” They got the kill, on a Draenei priest and after that headed back to Ogrimmar where her night ended.
Downing the bourbon she scowled angrily at the door. She felt humilated, shown up. The Thorns would look at her and laugh. She had an insane brother, a brother she could no longer run from. What was she thinking? Bringing him to the Thorns like that. He was going to be a liability to them.
Closing her eyes she rested her head back on the wall where she was slumped.
She'll see what tomorrow would bring.
She hoped it was nothing bad,