The Rogue Party

                10 years Later- 

     Somewhere in the forest

              Rogue Lands.

A figure was leaning against a tree bark. Seeing the people around enjoying the night.

A bonfire was lit. As they cheered the pitchers , boosted up for the following day's attack .

"We are going to kick their asses of tomorrow! I bet they wouldn't expect it!"

"Man! I want to see that elders face! The one that said we rogues were filth! "

"What will he say when I kill-"

"Jeremy"

The figure speaks stepping into the light. To make the chatter silence down. Jeremy stands up immediately, and bows. His face looking flushed.

"Alph..a"

Looking around at everyone,the figure sees everyone bowing. To only nod in acknowledgement.

"Who are we Jeremy?"

He blinks. Confused at the Alpha's question. To only blurt out.

"We...we are rogues Alpha...we attack packs."

His words stutter and his figure was literally shaking under the Alpha's aura. To only have the Alpha to place a hand on his shoulder. Making Jeremy look up at those brown orbs of their Alpha, visible through the mask.

"We are rogues who loot Jeremy.."

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"We loot to provide for all the rogues who were left to die in the forests...we loot for those small children whose families were killed...we loot for the women whose mate's died and they were left in the forest to die"

"We are thiefs Jeremy"

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"Not murderers"

And that's when Jeremy's eyes widen. Realising why the Alpha was saying this. He knows now that the Alpha has heard him saying the things he said earlier.

Bowing his head, he starts apologizing.

"I am sorry Alpha I didn't mean to offend! I am sorry-"

The masked Alpha didn't bother. To only step back from him. Looking around at everyone.

"For those who have forgotten why we do this.  This pack is not to avenge or kill or for those with personal ulterior motives! This pack is for survival, for help! And those who can't stick to it. Can leave any second."

No one says anything. As deadly silence follows. And that's when the Alpha could affirm, that they indeed understood well.

"Tomorrow. You all go to attack the Redmoon pack. The strongest pack in the world."

"And I want all of you to stick to the plan and come back, alive."

Some manage to smile while others nodded in enthusiasm. Knowing these were the maximum words of concern they will be getting from their cold and introvert Alpha, who rarely shows emotions

"Yes Alpha!"

They coo together and the masked Alpha nods. To only see one of them still sitting on the last benches, lost in his thoughts.

"Char"

Charlie gets up in high alert.Getting in attention. Listening the Alpha's calling his name, to only gulp.

"Alpha..."

"That's enough drinking for the night.Now get back to your senses before I make you."

"I am sorr-"

The Alpha shows Charlie his hand  asking him to shut it.

"I am not done yet Charlie."

Charlie folds his hands behind his back lowering his gaze.

"You are aware ,that you are to lead tomorrow's mission. Aren't you?"

"Yes Alpha! I am aware! I am sober ! I swear!But wait a minute."

"Won't you be coming tomorrow?"

Charlie's question made all eyes to stop on their Alpha, who stood there in silence. 

"No"

The masked Alpha's cold voice made  their smiles to drop and hearts to thud. They all have rarely fought without the Alpha. Until now.

They needed their leader , they wanted to ask the reason. But no one dared to ask. Not having enough courage.

Turning back to leave, the figure was going to walk out. When a voice echoes from behind.

"Alpha! Wait!"

The black combats of the mysterious figure stops. Hands clenched in fists. To only seethe in utmost irritation.

"Speak Charlie. What's it now?"

Charlie debates. But still, he knew he had to ask this.

"It's not just any pack Alpha. It's the Redmoon. The strongest in the world. It's the most difficult theft of our life.How can you leave us on our own?"

The Alpha looks at him over the shoulder, to settle those brown eyes on Charlie's concerned ones.

"You never leave us Viper. What's it this time?"

Charlie asks not afraid. Stepping closer. However the response he got, made all his hopes to die.

Coldness seeping from the person's voice, making Charlie to give up trying.

"I may have found all of you and helped you survive. But remember, in the end"

"We all are alone in this world Charlie"

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"You need to learn to survive on your own."

"But-"

The Alpha doesn't wait for his reply. Walking into the Alpha tent, leaving Charlie to stare at his back.

It's impossible to understand this person.

But no matter what he says, Charlie knew.

Viper had their back, like always.

Placing his hands back in his pockets, he looks at the tent. One last time. To only turn around and leave.

With new set determination in his eyes, to not let Viper down in tomorrow's mission.

                   ....

The cloaked figure of the mysterious Alpha enters the tent. To only stop. Closing those brown eyes to take a deep breath.

Staying like that for few minutes,the person finally moves in front of a mirror to look back at itself.

A mask covered more than half of the face, with not even the people in his own pack knowing the true identity of Viper.

Those brown eyes that looked emotionless and dead. Stared. To only move up those thin fingers, to hold the mask and take it off.

A smooth face comes in vision.No way like the rugged face that everyone presumed. A small button nose, thin lips and big doe like eyes.

That have seen too much to remain innocent and alive.

The person looked beautiful. With face flawless and untouched. Except for that Scar.

That runs down from the corner of her eye to half of her cheek.

A reminder of struggles and survival.

A token of her undefeated will.

Her.

Yes, that was her true self which no one knows and nor could they even guess.

Turning on the tap and cupping the water in her hands,she splashing the ice cold water on her face, breathing heavily.

Small tendrils of wet hair were falling on her forehead and her hands move on the very short hair that resembled a man's. To brush them back.

Discarding the long coat she wore, she removes those bulky men clothes to only have a petite perfectly toned body to become visible.

Holding her breath,she next removed the tape tied around her torso, to have those full blossoms finally breathe.

Fuc*! This sh**

She speaks in a voice that wasn't that heavy with the fake accent and pitch anymore. It was sweet, however the words, cursed.

A shaky breath leaves her lips as she held the counter of the basin. 

Lowering those brown eyes again to stare at the running water.

We need you Viper 

Charlie's words repeat in her mind. And she clenches her fists.If only she could help them tomorrow.

But no matter what, she knew she can never step into those lands again. Every tree, every inch of land, even the air in those lands suffocates her.

It floods her with memories that are better, if kept untouched. The people there are better if forgotten and those lands that banished her.

Better if not stepped into.

Nodding to herself, she turns around to lay on the bed. And stares up at the ceiling.

A certain pair of beautiful grey eyes flash in front of her eyes.

And without permission a rogue tear slides down the corner of her eyes.

10 years.

It has been. Yet the aches, don't leave her. She may have survived and done the impossible, but at the very cost of loosing herself.

Eirene Water's died the day she was banished and thrown out of her pack, to be used and killed by wolves.

And the girl that stood here.

Was the mysterious leader of Rogues that no one has seen and the entire world was searching for since last 5 years.

The protector of the weak.

The thief everyone is asked to stay wary of.

The person whose aura and name is enough to make wolves submit at her feet.

She was the Viper.

The very girl they banished to be left to die,yet who survived.