Session 4

I saw her... in that damned place, I saw her. It was dark as the ocean, but her figure was clear and brighter than should have been possible. Could have been possible...
 
In the midst of the battle, she called to me. I saw her frolicking in the distance. Her braids bounced as she walked. Was that... yes... that was the same dress she was wearing when I last saw her. My sister... my beloved Synne! I knew it. I knew she was alive! When I snapped back to reality, the battle was over. An enormous white wolf was bathed in blood and panting. This beautiful, powerful creature had to be her! "Synne!" I ran to her with my arms wide, but she glared at me and let out a low growl.
 
I stopped short, confused. "Synne? Where's Synne?" The dullards that I keep as companions pretended to be confused! As if they could not hear her voice plain as day. I looked around and saw her again. What a foolish thing I was to think my sister would debase herself into such a lowly form. There she was, bright as the sun, frolicking still.
 
I ran to her. "It is my sister! Look with your eyes! Can't you see her?" The party followed but did not comprehend. Shouts followed me into the bog, but they would see soon enough. (Most clans are slower at these things than Malkavians.) Proud Godric was the only one to physically impede my progress. He ordered me to turn back. He ORDERED me to abandon my sister! "You do not understand, she is THERE can't you see her?! My sister is there within my grasp and YOU WILL NOT MAKE ME LEAVE HER AGAIN!" I reached out and cried for her. Synne beckoned me again, and I knew what must be done.
 
I did not have time for a test of wills.
 
My beloved Synne was RIGHT THERE and he was IN. MY. WAY. Exasperated and a little desperate, my patience was waning (we must be patient with those less gifted than we are, but there are limits to all things). I put a hand on Godric's face and gently attempted to enter his mind. "Let me show you."
 
Entering his mind was like wading through water. That little bastard was trying to resist! I heard Synne's voice louder as I kept my eyes on Godric and this time I insisted, "Let. Me. IN!" His will finally broke, and we suddenly shared one perspective together. He heard her. He could see. He could feel my heart breaking and surely now he would understand.
 
I felt pressure around my waist, and distracted as I was I could not react in time. My feet lifted off the ground and I was atop Zacharaii's shoulder. I instantly snapped back to my own body and it too was airborne . Yakub had absconded with my empty form and was carrying me too! I could not meet his eyes, so I could only cry out and beat against my captor. Close by, I heard a howl and a wolf with kind eyes looked up at me. The top of his head met my hands, and a calm came over me. He seemed to understand my pain but needed me to temper my grief. I looked up, expecting to see my sister vanish, but instead, she followed. Her voice was still clear as day as I continued to listen for her and we drew closer to our portal home.
 
Yakub could not be reasoned with and his strength seemed endless. He continued to carry me until we were in sight of the portal, never sagging under his burden. Our pace quickened and quickened, but I could not see much from my vantage point.
 
Our progress halted abruptly and before I could ask why, white-hot hands were around my waist and impossible strength ripped me from Yakub's grasp. Terror rose in my chest as the fire on my skin threatened to consume me. With the panic came the kind of clarity that only death can bring. I was surrounded by flames, but I found I did not burn. The child that held me had no regard for me or my companions. She was consumed by the selfish desire to "play play play!" I attempted to reason, threaten, bargain, and beg. She spoke as if I was not even there. I was a fly in her web, and it was clear this was no sister of mine.
 
Another tussle ensued and I was thrown to the side, out of the beast's grasp. Yakub retrieved me from the ground for the second time that day and bolted with me through the portal. Standing on the outside and looking in, I saw wolves and demons for the first time, fighting amongst themselves. Everyone else began to conjure words of power and incantations to aid the wolves who had fought by our side. I targeted three of the largest beasts, and forced them to retreat, trampling others in their rapid escape. It was the first useful thing I had done since entering that realm, and the victory felt barren.