Chapter Eleven
Soroya

The chaos and commotion of New York City is at new heights. As Alex drives us around the city, I can see people frantically whispering to each other, starring at their phones in horror. Some are trying to get inside any building that will allow them in.

As Alex pulls the car to a stop, I begin to have a sinking feeling as to why everyone is scared. As soon as I get out of the car, I smell blood. I look back at Bucky, who already nods his head saying; "I'll be here if you need me."

I look to Alex, activating my suit. "Stay here with Bucky." I tell him, making my way out of the car and over towards what seems to be another office building. The police officers on the scene don't bother to ask for my identification or ask me to leave, they simply nod their heads to me as I walk by them. The chief of the eighty ninth precinct, Chief Anthony, approaches me solemnly. He is also a man I have worked with many times over the past five years.

He extends his hand out to me. "Ms. Roberts, I'm glad you're here."

I shake his hand back, dreading the answer to the question I'm about to ask. "Has there been a genocide?"

He nods his head, curiosity filling his eyes. "Yes, but it doesn't look like it was by a person it was—"

"By an animal? There was a similar attack in Hamburg, Germany the other day. Can I see it?"

The chief nods to me, escorting me through the police tape. I have never seen this building before in my life, which makes me wonder why this other shapeshifter picked this to be her next little show. She picked Papa's old office building the last time because it meant something to me. Why would she pick this building now?

My question is answered when the chief leads us around to the back of the building. A large graffiti art is painted here; it's half of my face and half of a tiger's face, with the words 'The Savage' written under.

I look down from the painting of me to find at least twenty dead bodies scattered around the alleyway. They look just like the last massacre, with clear animal bites and tears. I feel my anger boiling, knowing that this woman is killing innocent people because of me, and I have no way of finding her.

But it's clear she wants me to find her because of what she said in the graveyard. And perhaps now she wants to give me some of the answers I have been asking for. This time alone with the bodies there is a message for me.

'The Savage' has been crossed out with blood, and written under it instead is another name; Julian Remington. This name is written in fresh blood; like in Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. By the smell of it, this massacre happened maybe a few hours ago.

"Does this name mean anything to you?" The chief asks me.

I nod my head, feeling my heart beat rapidly in my chest. "Yes...yes it does. And I promise you, I'll find out what this all means."

The chief nods, letting out a sigh as he stares at the painting of my face. "The New York City police force will always be of assistance to you, Ms. Roberts. You just say the word."

I place my hand on his shoulder. "Thank you, sir. Please let me know if more information comes up. Be on the look out for a woman in her thirties, brown skin and hair. She's the reason these attacks are happening, she has shape shifting abilities. She's dangerous."

He nods to me, repeating what I just said into his walkie-talkie. I stare at Julian's name for a long time, wondering why this woman knows him. Why is Julian significant? If she wants me to figure out what she wants, then how does my friend come into play?

I feel tears prickle my eyes as I stare down at the innocent people who are dead now because of me. I look at each of their faces, whispering to them; "May you all Rest In Peace...and I promise you won't die in vain."

And I mean that promise.

-

We're now back in Wakanda. Rhodey let us keep the box of files and promised to call me if he found out anything else. Alex, Khari, Bucky, and I have joined the others once again in Shuri's lab. All of us are very confused, none more so than me. While we were in New York, the others stayed here and did more research. Of course they came up with nothing. I could tell this angered all of them.

"It's like this woman is a ghost." T'Challa mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose. Nakia slips her hand into his, trying to comfort him.

"And all we know is that the ghost wants you." Shuri says, spinning around in her chair.

I sit on the stool next to Shuri's work counter, letting out a deep breath. Bucky sits next to me, gently caressing his hand up and down my back. It calms me a little.

"We searched everywhere for another shapeshifter but we couldn't find anything. How she was created and who by, we don't know. We don't know her name, her job, her age, anything. We know she wants me for something and we know she's willing to kill innocent people to do it. That's enough to get me to play her little game."

Okoye's eyes furrow. "What game?"

I lean my back against Bucky's chest, feeling him wrap his arms around my stomach. "She left me a message in New York. She murdered these people in an alleyway and wrote the name 'Julian Remington' in blood under a mural of me."

T'Challa nods in understanding. "So she wants you to figure out why she wants you."

Alex, who's leaning against the wall with his hand in Khari's, gives us confused looks. "Why would she want that? Don't bad guys want to stay hidden?"

I feel Bucky's chest rise and fall as he sighs. "She was stalking us in Greece, so she knows we never leave Lena's side. She's probably worked out that she needs to have Lena come to her willingly."

"And having her figure out her motivation is the way to do that?"

"Killing innocent lives helps too." Okoye mutters.

"Who is Julian Remington?" Khari asks.

I lean forward a bit, sharing a quick glance with Bucky. "Julian was my trainer in HYDRA. He trained me to control my powers...he was also my friend."

Alex looks confused. "I thought Bucky was your trainer."

"Only for a year. He only helped me control myself in regards to killing people."

Now the whole room looks confused, but T'Challa is the one to say; "You had met during your HYDRA days?"

Now this is opening up a big can of worms. I shake my head, letting out another sigh. "Yes, yes we met when I was fifteen. But he was brainwashed at the time."

"So what happened to this Julian Remington?" Nakia asks, crossing her arms and leaning against T'Challa.

Now it's an even bigger can of worms. I open my mouth to speak, but Bucky beats me to the punch. "He was trying to help Lena escape, so I grabbed him and broke his neck right in front of her."

The entire room becomes very silent, except for Alex, who lets out a chuckle. "How you two ever got together is beyond me. You two are like a soap opera."

Khari glares at him. "Now is not the time."

Shuri turns back towards her computer. "Well, lets find files on this Julian Remington. Lets see why he's important to this mystery woman."

I push myself off the stool, walking over towards her. The others gather around her computer screen also, watching as a HYDRA file pops up. Julian's face is now starring at me. It makes my heart strain to see him, but it more so fills me with confusion. The woman after me...looks just like him.

"Uhh, Soroya...you should read this." Shuri says, tapping on a particular paper and projecting it to make it bigger.

Julian Remington graduated from the University of Oxford in 1996 with a PHD in Biology. He was recruited into HYDRA along with his twin sister, Analiese Remington, who graduated from Oxford with a PHD in Genetics and Generic Engineering the same year.

Twin sister? Oh my god. "Sh-Shuri look up this sister."

I stare at the document in front of me as I hear Shuri type away, feeling rather lightheaded. A new document pops up onto the screen, with a picture of a young beautiful woman. She's without a doubt the woman I met at the graveyard. No wonder she looked so familiar to me, why her scent was so familiar to me. She is Julian's twin.

"Why would she want you to know who her brother was?" Khari wonders aloud.

I shake my head, starring at her picture. "I don't know...but we're going to find out."